The real daughter, she is a Buddhist boss

Chapter 167 Qingqing, Don't Be So Cruel To Me
The spirit of the old man improved, seeing that Hua Wei was about to leave, he hurriedly stood up while leaning on crutches.

"Girl." With shaking hands, he tremblingly took out a shiny bracelet from the pocket of his worn-out clothes. There were still a few rhinestones on it, and he didn't know where they fell, leaving only the empty Tito.

But the old man wiped it clean.

It can be seen that this is something that he cherishes very much.

The old man wiped his hands, and carefully handed the chain to Hua Wei: "Here, thank you for your face."

The chain fell into his hand, not as cold as imagined.

Hua Wei lowered his eyes, rubbing the empty Tito position with his fingertips; after a while, he closed his palms together, raised his eyes, and said in a calm tone, "Thank you."

The old man seemed a little cramped. He stood on crutches and rubbed his hands together: "It's fine if you don't dislike it."

……

Deeper and heavier, Hua Wei looked up at the dark night sky, and the heart in his chest became a little dull.

"Followed all the way, isn't it annoying?"

After a moment of silence behind the corner wall, a figure stepped out.

Covered with frost.

Qin Sili stood less than two meters away from her, watching her back, silent.

"Is it interesting? Qin Wu."

The deep voice from behind was hoarse and mixed with a bit of bitterness: "You and I, do we have to be like enemies?"

"I don't think we are familiar enough to go to the night market together."

"...Qingqing, don't be like this, don't be so cruel to me."

Hua Wei, who stood under the street lamp, was silent for a long time, and did not respond to Qin Sili's words.

Qin Sili's eyes were a little panicked.

But when he stepped forward, he saw Hua Wei looking at the chain in his hand with a calm face, but tears fell from the corners of his eyes without warning.

Warm tears fell to the ground.

But it was like smashing into the bottom of his heart.

Hua Wei raised his hand to touch the tears on his cheeks, raised his head, and looked at Qin Sili in front of him with some helplessness, "What is this?"

Why is she crying?

Previously, whether Hua Wei talked with the aunt who bought handmade toys or the old beggar who passed by, Qin Sili had witnessed everything.

He carefully hugged Hua Wei into his arms and sighed softly: "This is mercy."

mercy?

It turns out that she is not incapable of empathy.

"It's just a bowl of noodles, how can it be worth such a precious thing?"

He hid it so carefully, why did he give her an insignificant passer-by.

not worth it.

"He thinks you are worth it, and you are worth it."

……

This was the first time she had entered Qin Sili's house, and since it was across the street, the layout of the houses was similar.

She stood in the dining room, holding Qin Sili and pouring hot water for her to drink quietly.

The owner of the house was in the kitchen at this time and said that he would cook a bowl of noodles for her.

On the white walls are medieval European paintings, wars and massacres, only a corner of which can be shown.

In another photo frame, a lonely falcon stands on the top of a snow-capped mountain, staring into the distance with desolation in its pupils.

"This is the picture I took on the top of a snow mountain overseas three years ago. At that time, I had just finished my mission, and he and I were the only creatures that survived the ice and snow."

Qin Sili walked into the dining room with two bowls of noodles in clear soup, and the rising heat blurred his face, making it hard to see clearly.

The deep voice spoke plainly, speaking of a dangerous mission so calmly.

Hua Wei turned around and sat down, softly: "The one who survives is the winner."

Hearing this, Qin Sili looked at Hua Wei with tenderness in his eyes.

——His Qingqing always has a kind and soft heart.

Even if she has forgotten him.

(End of this chapter)