Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin show their affection again

"I came back because I left some things here, and I'll leave after picking them up."

Qin Shaoting pushed away the wine bottle on the coffee table, and leaned back, "After taking it, get out, if you show up again without making a sound, don't blame me for being rude."

Tang Shiqing quickly found the costume she left behind from the bedroom, and then walked down the stairs. She felt very distressed when she saw Qin Shaoting's decadent appearance. Heal the wound, but she dare not, she has no way to risk everything, because the most important thing to her is never the person in front of her.

She seems to like Qin Shaoting, but this liking is very superficial, and it is a match made through the comparison of all parties. If he is not the second young master of the Qin family, then all these deep affections will not exist.

And this, Qin Shaoting has long seen.

On the day of his death, Qin Jingting returned to his home early. The hydrangea bouquet he held in his hand was his mother's favorite flower during his lifetime. It was bright and beautiful, and people and flowers had the same temperament.

When Mr. Qin went downstairs, he saw him standing alone in the living room, and couldn't help but look out the door. It's been five years, it's been five years, no matter how many calls he made before, Qin Shaoting never showed up today .

If this continues, how can the misunderstanding between the two brothers be resolved?
"Is your brother still not coming?"

Old Master Qin asked a question, Qin Jingting took a deep breath, "He doesn't come every year, you know it, why bother to call him?"

In fact, before this huge scandal was exposed, Mrs. Qin really managed to achieve peace, but her heart disease was hard to get over, and in the end she still walked the path she shouldn't have taken.

If these insiders hadn't kept everything secret, Qin Shaoting would not have been so hysterical when he learned the truth.

Even Qin Jingting knew who the victim of this incident was?Is it really just me and my mother?
"When Huiru was alive, she was also meticulous towards Shao Ting. He didn't blame your mother, but blamed me, an old man. It's all my fault."

Qin Jingting freed up a hand to support Mr. Qin's arm, "Grandpa, don't say that, let's start our journey first, don't delay the business."

The Qin family's car was speeding on the highway, and after driving for two hours, it entered the suburban mountains. Mrs. Qin's cemetery is in the dense forest.

After the routine sequence was over, Mr. Qin excused himself to be tired and went back to the car first, leaving Qin Jingting time to talk to his mother alone.

After everyone left, he reached out and touched the words on the tombstone, "Mom, I'm here. How are you doing? I know you miss Qin Shaoting, otherwise you wouldn't be with me when you left." If you say that, I will bring him, if this year is not good, then next year, if next year is not good, then the year after, I will eventually bring him to your grave, so that you can take a good look at him."

While Qin Jingting was speaking, he suddenly heard a voice in the grass behind him, and he turned around suddenly, only to see a black shadow disappear in a hurry.

He quickly called Li Jiang over and asked him to lead someone to chase him, but he found nothing.

Qin Jingting glanced at the tombstone thoughtfully, took a deep breath, "Let's go, don't keep grandpa waiting for too long."

Qin Shaoting had never run so fast before, until the car drove out for a long time, he was still out of breath, as if he had a heart problem, and couldn't control it at all.

But he cried out of breath, completely ignoring Ah Cheng who was driving, and only cared about expressing himself, crying bitterly, like a child, completely gone from his usual vicious look.

Ah Cheng didn't look sideways, and didn't ask a single word. He has been with Qin Shaoting for so long, and he still understands the pain in his heart. He didn't cry when his father died, and he didn't cry when his mother committed suicide. .

Others said that he was an unfamiliar wolf cub, and he never explained it. When everyone turned their backs to him, he chose to remain silent, and finally became the invulnerable appearance he is now.

But this is not what he originally looked like.

Knowing that today is Qin Jingting's mother's death day, Tang Guo called him when he was about to get off work, but unexpectedly saw him standing by the car with a tired face when he went out.

She grabbed her bag and ran over quickly, "Why are you here? Today is not..."

Qin Jingting didn't wait for her to finish, he hugged him suddenly, and buried his head in her neck.

Although he didn't say anything, Tang Guo still felt a strong sadness, she stretched out her hand and patted his back gently.

"You worked hard today, thank you for your hard work."

After the two of them got into the car, Qin Jingting murmured, "I seem to see Shaoting in front of my mother's grave today. Although it was only for a moment, I can be sure that it is him."

Tang Guo showed a little surprise, and then held his hand, no wonder he was so tired today, it seems that Qin Shaoting's sudden appearance still had an impact on him.

"Shao Ting, in fact, he was a good boy at the beginning. He always followed behind the two of us and defended you in front of outsiders. After all, he was innocent."

As a bystander, Tang Guo has always felt sorry for Qin Shaoting, but she also understands Qin Jingting's hatred. Some things are like this. Those who are alive are victims, but they insist on distinguishing the good from the bad.

In the end, only two people can suffer together.

Qin Jingting supported his forehead, "Tang Guo, I really don't know what to do. I think I have done everything I can, but I still can't see the end of this matter."

Tang Guo gently stroked his back, as if comforting a wounded child. Qin Jingting gradually calmed down with such a gentle touch.

"You have done a good job, but Shaoting has kept his heart closed, and there is no one around him who can persuade him. It would be great if he could meet a girl he likes. Maybe at that time, He can mature a bit."

The two of them talked their own way all the way, and unknowingly arrived at the door of Qin Jingting's house. Under such circumstances, of course Tang Guo couldn't let him go alone, so he went upstairs together.

Seeing him drinking milk, lying down, and then standing up, Qin Jingting held her hand tightly, "Will you stay by my side and accompany me? I promise I won't do anything."

Originally, Tang Guo hadn't thought about that, but now he had to think about it.

"Stop making trouble, I'll stay here with you, and leave after you fall asleep."

Tang Guo sat next to Qin Jingting again, but at this time he suddenly pulled her down beside him with force, and then hugged her tightly to keep her from moving.

"Qin Jingting, you..."

"Just one night, just this one night, don't leave me."

Qin Jingting's voice gradually deepened, like a raving in sleep, making it impossible to refuse. Tang Guo sighed helplessly, slowly relaxed his mind, and fell into a deep sleep.

There was no dream all night. When Tang Guo got up, it was just dawn. She was afraid of waking up the people behind her, so she tiptoed out of bed. She directed the servants at home and sat down at a table with a light and hearty breakfast.

When Qin Jingting got up, he saw that there was no one around him, thinking that last night was another dream, but when he went downstairs and saw Tang Guo in an apron, busy between the kitchen and the dining table, his heart seemed to drop a little. Like the rain on the field, it is extraordinarily clear and moist.

"Are you up? I was thinking of calling you? Hurry up and sit down."