Han Qiqing shook her head numbly and asked the security guard to leave.
After the security guard left, the room returned to silence, leaving her alone.
Han Qiqing stood there, suddenly squatted down, buried her face in her knees, and cried silently.
…
It was around six o'clock in the evening and the sun had already set.
Han Yuexiu returned to the hotel.
When he opened the door with his card, he found that the lights were not turned on and the room was dark.
"Qiqing?" He called in a cold voice.
No one responded to him.
He turned on the light in the living room first and found that Han Qiqing was not in the living room.
The living room is a bit messy, and there are three cups on the coffee table. Someone must have been here.
When he left in the morning, Qiqing told him that she had an appointment with Xiaoxiao today.
So Mu Xiaoxiao and Yin Shaojie should have been here.
Could it be that Qiqing went out with them
Han Yuexiu hung up his coat, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then walked into the bedroom.
The bedroom window was closed, the lights were not turned on, and it was pitch dark.
He pressed the light switch, and the bedroom suddenly lit up.
Then he saw a lump bulging on the bed.
Han Yuexiu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.
So she is here.
Why is this girl sleeping like this? She is so bored.
Han Yuexiu walked over and sat beside the bed, trying to help her lift the quilt.
Unexpectedly, there was another force pulling on him inside.
Is she awake
He called softly, "Qiqing?"
Han Qiqing remained motionless under the quilt.
Han Yuexiu thought she was losing her temper with him, so he smiled and apologized, "Sorry, we talked about the matter for a long time, so I came back late. Are you angry?"
This time Han Qiqing made some noise and shook her head inside.
Not angry
Han Yuexiu raised his eyebrows. If he wasn't angry, what was wrong
"What's wrong with you?" he asked directly.
Han Qiqing still shook her head. This is even more wrong.
Han Yuexiu reached for the corner of the quilt and forcibly lifted the quilt off her body.
As soon as it was opened, a burst of hot air came out from inside.
He felt distressed. How long had he been depressed
If you were joking with him, you wouldn't be so upset with yourself.
Han Qiqing lowered her head and pressed her face against the sheets.
Han Yuexiu stretched out his hand, rubbed her head, and asked softly, "What's wrong? Just tell me if you have anything, okay?"
Han Qiqing said nothing.
However, Han Yuexiu saw her shoulders twitch.
Could it be...
He frowned, held her shoulders, and pulled her up forcefully.
"don't want… "
Han Qiqing struggled, her voice obviously crying.
Han Yuexiu lowered his eyes and asked her, "What happened?"
she cried.
And his eyes were very red, obviously he had been crying for a long time.
What happened
Han Yuexiu was so distressed that he held her little face over and gently kissed away the tears on her eyes and face.
"Stop crying and tell me, okay?" He coaxed softly.
Han Qiqing cried so hard, looking at him with aggrieved and sad eyes, that she suddenly rushed forward and hugged his neck.
She cried.
"Brother...wuwuwuwu..."
Han Yuexiu held her in his arms and gently comforted her back.
Han Qiqing cried so sadly, especially in his arms, as if she had support, she allowed herself to cry.
"Brother... I know... I know..."
Even if Han Yuexiu could see through people's hearts, he still wouldn't understand what she meant.
He kissed her behind the ear while holding her and patting her gently.
(End of chapter)