Song of Qingqiu

Bai Qian looked at the car that suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and with her remaining consciousness, a thought flashed in her mind: Isn't this Zheyan's car?However, the driver was obviously not Zheyan.

"Are you going to die? Almost hit my car!" The driver rolled down the window, poked his head out and yelled loudly.But after seeing clearly the troublemaker in front of him, he suddenly froze.

But Bai Qian was still blinded by the heavy rain, lowered her head to get out of the way, turned around and stepped back.It was indeed her fault that she ran into the driveway in a panic and almost got hit by that car.The driver must hate her.

Just turned around just now, but met a shoulder in the wind and rain.Hard, upright, strong, and then there was an embrace, which hugged her tightly like that, built a barrier that was not strong but just enough for her, and isolated her from the wind and rain.No need to think about it, she also knew whose embrace it was.This texture, this smell, and the smell of the perfume are enough for her to know who the person in front of her is.And she no longer had the strength to think about why Mo Yuan appeared here.

Everything is still chaotic.She leaned on that shoulder, and an unprecedented warmth penetrated from that shoulder to her heart.In this rainy wilderness, the somewhat thin but firm shoulders gave her the sense of security and belonging she had been looking for.She just felt like that was enough.

After finally regaining consciousness, she realized that she was already sitting in the back seat of the BMW.She smiled inwardly.Thinking of that very controversial saying, I would rather cry in a BMW than laugh on the back seat of a bicycle.Since she met him, she has experienced not only the back seat of a motorcycle, but also the comfort of a BMW.Although there were still tears in his eyes and face, there was a hint of sweetness in his heart.

The BMW was driving in the heavy rain.It stopped somewhere after a while.Bai Qian followed Mo Yuan out of the car without a clue, went upstairs, and walked into an apartment.

The smell of home came to her face, mixed with coffee, black tea, and an indescribable taste that she liked very much.Bai Qian thought that this was probably Mo Yuan's home, so she looked around.This is obviously a high-end apartment, which is much more spacious than the one-bedroom and one-living room she rented. There is a soft and warm-colored lamp in the entrance, which makes my heart feel warm and full of the warmth of home. Especially on a rainy day like this.

She suddenly realized that she was standing wet in the porch, like a drowned rat, embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Do you want to take a bath?" Mo Yuan stood at the entrance of the living room, holding something in his hand, "This is my home, you can sit down wherever you want. You are all wet, or change into my clothes first Let's go. I'll take you back when the rain subsides."

Bai Qian was stunned, and took the clothes from Mo Yuan's hand.After all, it was inconvenient to take a bath in someone else's house, so she just changed her clothes in a hurry, and wanted to leave when the rain stopped.Mo Yuan's clothes are indeed a bit big, but they are made of pure cotton, comfortable and breathable, and there is still his smell on them, a smell she likes.

Wearing Mo Yuan's loose and loose slippers, she walked slowly into the living room on the soft carpet.The living room is spacious and bright with large French windows.She suddenly felt that such a place was like home.

At this time, Mo Yuan brought over a cup of steaming black tea and stuffed it into her hand.

"You warm up first." Mo Yuan said, "I was probably frozen just now, don't catch a cold."

Bai Qian took the tea and sat down by the window.She recognized that it was a Wedgewood cup, the white porcelain was exquisitely carved, exquisite and outstanding, exactly the same as the one on Zheyan's desk.She suddenly felt that Mo Yuan really deserved to be Zheyan's younger brother. He looked rough on the surface, but he was also delicate and full of fun.

At this time the doorbell rang, as if there were guests.Bai Qian moved a little uneasy in the chair.Her current state and this outfit are not suitable for meeting people.Mo Yuan smiled, motioned for her to continue sitting, and turned around to greet the guests.

Bai Qian only felt that her body was completely powerless.Everything that happened at the party had too much impact on her psychologically.But at this time, she just wanted to sit by the window, watch the heavy rain outside, and drink a cup of hot tea very quietly.