The car stopped here, he stared at the mobile page for a long time, and the cigarettes were smoking one after another.

After all, he didn't have the courage to call her again.

Zhao Siqing just took a bath here. Thinking of Yang Jingqiu's words not long ago, she went to the window and gently opened a little curtain, looking at the black Maybach downstairs.

There is heavy snow outside the window. The snow is like goose feather. There are few pedestrians on the road. Occasionally, there are vehicles passing by. The lights project far away in the snow and are lonely in the night.

The window was covered with thick frost. Zhao Siqing didn't really see it. She reached out and wiped the glass gently.

Vaguely, she could see that the car was in a silver white, with thick snow on the roof.

He was leaning against the car body in a black coat, with his head down and smoking. Snow fell all over his hair and shoulders, making his face even whiter.

Before long, a text message came in by phone, it was Huo Jingchen, with only two short words: [downstairs. ]After looking at the two words, Zhao Siqing lost his mind for a while and put the mobile back in silence.

She lowered her eyes, drew the curtains gently, turned to turn off the bedroom headlight, left only one bedside lamp and climbed onto the bed.

The night is dark and the heating in the room is very sufficient. It's enough to wear a thin suspender skirt.

But the more it is, the more it can feel the bitter cold outside.

Huo Jingchen repeatedly turned out her number for a long time, but finally only sent out these two words

Unfortunately, the light in the room went out soon after the text message was sent.

Huo Jingchen looks at the dark room, and her eyes are a little dark.

He put away his cell phone and lit a cigarette. Obviously, he didn't want to leave.

After Zhao Siqing went to bed, she wanted to have a good sleep, but she stayed up in some strange beds.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she could think of the man standing outside in the heavy snow. She could think of the black umbrella he held for her in the rainy night.

After tossing and turning for nearly an hour, the mobile phone didn't move at all, as if he had never sent the message.

After a while, Zhao Siqing got up again, went to the window, opened a corner of the curtain, and looked down.

He's still there, like smoking.

The lights have gone out. It seems that he intends to wait here. He has no intention of going.

He is downstairs and Zhao Siqing is at the window.

When Yang Jingqiu pushed the door in, he saw Zhao Siqing in a shawl, holding his arm and looking at the downstairs dazed. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"Not going to see him?" Yang Jingqiu asked.

Zhao Siqing was silent for a while and shook his head gently.

Yang Jingqiu stood in front of the window with her for a while, and his eyes fell on Huo Jingchen through the small piece of glass that had been wiped clean. He said lightly, "he has stood for four hours."

Zhao Siqing didn't make a sound, but his hand wrapped in a shawl tightened a little.

Yang Jingqiu looked up at her and said slowly, "heartache?"

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing was in a trance and didn't know how to speak for a while.

After a while, she just asked softly, "before, why didn't you agree that I was with him?"

Yang Jingqiu sneered and said bluntly: "you haven't seen his means. He is cruel and ruthless. I don't know how many families have been overthrown in recent years. If he falls in love with you, you can only be him. But I have raised you for so many years. I know what kind of temperament you are. How can you be willing to be a canary. "

Zhao Siqing is silent and silent, looking at the man downstairs, his heart is in a mess.

Yang Jingqiu didn't care about her anymore. He turned around and said, "it's best if you can disperse."

Zhao Siqing took back his sight and couldn't help shouting, "Mom."

Yang Jingqiu stopped and turned to look at her. Zhao Siqing said quietly for a few seconds: "you Can you help me to persuade him? "