Chapter 133

Qin Ze turned on the radio and tuned it to the traffic station, where a Red Rainstorm warning was being broadcast, and the rainfall in three hours would reach more than 50mm. The highway is white, and the visibility is very low. The highway may be subject to traffic control at any time.

Qin Ze parked his car in the emergency parking space, flashed twice, and the lights flashed and went out in the rainstorm, giving a wake-up call to the vehicles behind.

"The vision is not good. You can drive it." Qin Ze turned to his sister in the passenger seat and said.

The weather is sunny, and he is still careful. At present, the heavy rain is pouring, and Qin Ze dare not drive.

Qin Baobao curled up in his seat playing with his mobile phone, smelled the words and curled his mouth: "what do you want?"

Qin Ze sincerely said, "yes, I'm useless. My sister is the old driver and the God of autumn mountain cars. My younger brother is willing to bow down."

"He speaks in a strange way." Qin Baobao stabbed his brother on the top of his head with a hand knife. She was coquettish and angry. Don't think she couldn't understand the sharp edge in Qin Ze's words.

It's raining heavily outside. I'm sure I can't get out of the car and change my seat. Qin Baobao cat waist, across to the driver's seat, lying on the steering wheel, with a half crouching posture stiff, urging his brother: "you quickly over, so tired."

Qin Ze glanced at his sister's round, toward his buttocks. I don't know if it's an illusion that his buttocks are big and round again?

Speaking of women's buttocks, Qin Zeshi has a full level of appreciation skills from the perspective and level of old Internet drivers. A woman's ass should not only be big, but also have the word "round and warped", which is the best. However, it's not the bigger the better. It mainly depends on the proportion of her body. A petite girl has a strong sense of disobedience if her butt is too big.

Qin Baobao is 1.72 meters tall, with long legs and chest, so he has to be equipped with a big round buttocks, so as not to waste "talent".

Is it the result of physical exercise after dancing? Or was it beaten out by me?

"Why, I'm very tired." Qin Baobao impatiently urged his younger brother to leave.

"Oh, oh, oh!" Qin Ze immediately propped up, but because the driving space was narrow, as soon as he straightened up, his lower abdomen hit Qin Baobao's ass, knocking his sister's forehead on the windshield with a "Dong" sound.

Qin Baobao cried angrily, "you did it on purpose. Do you want to hurt your mother to death?"

"Mom?" Qin Ze stretched out his hand and patted his sister's buttocks. "Don't always take advantage of me and my mother. Believe it or not, I'll tell Dad."

In this kind of ghost weather, the speed can only be controlled at about 60, and the double flash cannot be turned off, so that the vehicles behind can always see it. Fortunately, the expressway is only about 30 kilometers. After leaving the expressway, xiaohongma turns into the elevated road to Hongqiao Airport, and there are obviously more vehicles.

Hongqiao is a place with a large passenger flow and black car drivers everywhere. When the weather is bad, taxi drivers will also play a part in black cars and kill tourists.

Hongqiao Railway Station, departure floor.

Qin Ma got out of the taxi and closed the door behind her back. "Thank you, master."

She watched the taxi rush into the rain curtain. Instead of entering the waiting hall, she opened her umbrella and walked to the next bus stop.

The railway station is close to the airport and connected by a 100 meter long bus lane. Tourists can only walk five minutes from the railway station to the airport. It was raining heavily, pedestrians were in a hurry, and there were few people here.

She dialed the phone and told her where she was.

Not long after, a man in a suit came out of Hongqiao Railway Station, followed by his assistant.

The man glanced around, solidified on Qin MA in the distance, and whispered to his assistant to wait in place and hold up a big black umbrella. Walk steadily.

Qin Ma saw him in the crowd at a glance, watched him walk towards him, walked into the bus stop shed, and then closed the big black umbrella.

"Xiao Lan, I haven't seen you for many years. Your appearance has changed a lot." Men smile gently.

"It's best not to see you for a lifetime." Qin Ma sneered.

"I came to Shanghai this time to talk about a business and want to see my children by the way." The man said.

Qin's mother didn't speak, but was cold-blooded.

The man smiled bitterly and said, "after all these years, you are still so wary. I don't want to disturb your life. I just want to have a look at your children."

Qin Ma shook her head. "Now that you have made a choice, why bother? The child is no longer yours."

"In those days, everyone had difficulties, so did you." The man hesitated, "if it weren't for you..."

"Shut up!" Qin Ma shouted in vain, and her dignified and elegant face was a little ferocious. "Don't mention the things that happened back then. It's rotten in your stomach. No matter what your plan is, I won't allow you to see your child, absolutely not."

She seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and her body and lips trembled. She stared at the man for a moment, and she cried.

"Rong, don't come to me again. Don't disturb my life. Please..."

Little red horse stopped and went to the departure floor of Hongqiao Airport.

Sister took out the phone to contact Prince Jin. Qin Ze looked around bored and suddenly found that the bus stop of Hongqiao Railway Station on the side was coming out, and the two figures were pulling.

Qin Ze felt that the woman looked familiar. The rain was too heavy, and the running water formed a transparent water film on the window glass. Qin Ze squinted and looked carefully. The next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

That woman was his mother, and he would never admit his mistake. Qin's mother and a middle-aged man seemed to have an argument, and she was talking excitedly. Passersby with umbrellas all around looked sideways.

Why is mom here?

Who is that man?

Why argue with others?

Being bullied?

This idea just came up, and before Qin Ze rushed out of the car, the man's action made him sit in the parking space, like falling into an ice cellar.

The man wiped tears for Qin Ma with his sleeve.

Then he took Qin Ma to the waiting hall of Hongqiao Airport.

Qin Baobao put down the phone and looked down his brother's eyes. He just saw Qin Ma's side face and figure. He was stunned, "aze, is that our mother? Why is she here?"

The rain is a little heavy, and my sister is not sure.

Qin Ze felt a sharp pain in his heart, and huge fear and anger exploded in his heart.

He didn't know the man, which ruled out the possibility of his relatives. If he were an ordinary friend, would he have such intimate behavior?

Inexplicably, I think of the phone call I overheard when I was a child, and I can't tell "he" or "she". (I suggest you review Chapter 2)

The doubt buried deep in his heart finally surfaced. As long as he caught up, maybe the truth could be revealed. He could finally solve the knot that had plagued him for many years.

But he didn't dare. He knew that when the problem was solved, it was also when his small family was torn apart. Qin Ze slowly turned his head and stared at his sister's beautiful face. Whether it was "he" or "she", how would their sister and brother get along with each other? How should "he" or "she" face the old man?

Qin Baobao poked his head and kept saying, "it seems that it's really my mother. Why is she here, aze? Help my sister find an umbrella. I'll go out and have a look."

"No, you read it wrong." Qin Ze's voice was hollow and numb.

"Fart, sister's 2.5 vision," Qin Baobao threw himself into the door groove of the back seat to find an umbrella, "see if you're right, just go down and have a look."

"When I say I read the wrong person, I read the wrong person!" Qin Ze's voice and expression were fierce in vain.

Qin Baobao stared at him stupidly, scared to move.

"You read it wrong." Qin Ze's face was ferocious, his forehead was blue and angry, and he hit the door with a bang. He roared, "you TM read it wrong, do you know, do you know..."

Qin Baobao's charming face was dull, staring at him in a daze, then his eyelashes trembled, and tears flowed down.

From childhood to adulthood, Qin Ze has never been so ferocious, never been fierce to her, not once.

The carriage was silent, and the rain was splashing outside.

Qin Baobao's repressed cry covered his mouth and choked. His eyes instantly turned red, and tears rushed over his cheeks.

She was frightened.

A heavy and strange atmosphere filled between the sister and brother.

Qin Ze rubbed his face hard and leaned against the seat, his eyes silent: "sorry."

The words "sorry" are like a knife cutting off the tense atmosphere. Qin Baobao cried "wow", sad and wronged. Regardless of how strong women are, they are actually fragile in nature. They are arrogant and unreasonable in front of you, like a cold and proud cat. But if you shout at them, they will cry.

In the final analysis, women need care.

Wang Zijin ran wildly in the rainstorm with his head in his arms. He found the little red horse and pulled the door to drill in. "It's raining hard, and his shoes are wet..."

Halfway through her words, she choked back, and Qin Baobao sobbed while wiping her nose. Her eyes were red, and it was clear that she was crying. Qin Ze, the suspected culprit, leaned back on the chair and stared at the roof in a daze.

"What's the matter?" Wang Zijin carefully tried.

"Nothing." Qin Baobao looked up at his brother. After saying "sorry", he didn't say anything again. He turned a deaf ear to his crying and didn't coax her as attentively as before. My heart was sour, and my tears flowed again.

It's already six o'clock when I go home. The sky is gloomy, and the rainstorm turns to moderate rain, intermittent.

Qin Ze went into the bathroom without saying a word, leaving his two sisters looking at each other.

Wang Zijin said, "what happened to him?"

Qin Baobao bit his lips, wronged and nervous, and his eyes were still red.

She also didn't know what happened to Qin Ze. She had never been fierce to her brother, but she was so frightening. Qin Baobao was afraid, nervous and sad. She didn't even associate it with "suspected Qin mother". In normal times, her sharp minded sister must have noticed it, but now her mind was full of paste, and she was too concerned about Qin Ze.

In the bathroom, Qin Ze washed his face and looked at himself in the mirror. His face was pale, and there was a trace of sadness and anger in his eyes.

He couldn't wait to rush home and show his cards, questioning his mother who the man was and what the phone call meant.

He wanted to verify his guess.

I'm in such a bad mood.

He told himself to be calm. He endured it for so many years. Do you really want to say it? If it's the same as his guess, what about dad? Will parents divorce? Can he and his sister still live a happy life like this?

He didn't even dare to have a showdown with his mother in private. Once something was pointed out, it was difficult to return to the original.

Forget it, forget it.

Don't delve further

Qin Ze went out of the bathroom. His sister and Prince Jin were not in the living room, and the rooms were closed. He went back to his room, stood by the window and lit a cigarette, staring at the rain outside the window in a daze. At this time, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was gloomy. Cars drove from afar, and then drove to the distance, splashing misty water.

As soon as his fingers were hot, Qin Ze was surprised that the smoke burned his fingers.

When the door opened, Prince Jin came in with his pajamas, put them at the foot of Qin Ze's bed, and whispered, "what's the matter with you? The baby is crying in the room."

"Nothing, nothing." Qin Ze said perfunctorily.

"Something must be wrong," Prince Jin pinched Qin Ze and learned Qin Baobao's bad habits. "Your sister cried like this. I haven't seen her."

"Leave it alone. I'll go and have a look later."

Seeing his attitude, he obviously didn't want to intervene. Prince Jin sighed, "say it well, don't make your sister angry... Are you brothers and sisters?"

Holding her pajamas in her arms, she shook her head and sighed and went to take a bath.

Qin Ze and other washrooms heard the sound of water splashing. He walked to the door of his sister's room, held the handle and pushed it in.