Mr. Qin has not confessed today

Chapter 109 His Eyes Are Focused

On the contrary, Qin Huai's previous cold eyes made her feel cold all over.

She frowned and asked, "Really?"

Qing He didn't think much, she said: "Fortunately, there is no danger this time. Next time, the eldest son may not easily agree to you going out alone."

Hearing this, Xiao Qingyi's heart seemed to be pinched by someone, it's not strange.

Her eyes dimmed and she didn't say anything.

Ten minutes later, they took the smart elevator to the ground floor.

At about five o'clock, the sun set slightly, and the air in the wilderness was mixed with the fragrance of the soil, which was extremely fresh.

Xiao Qingyi took a deep breath, and stared deeply into the distance, fixed on a field ridge full of weeds.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair, surrounded by a light red glow, looking far away, calm and composed, with an extraordinary temperament as if he came from another world, making it hard for people to blend in.

Xiao Qingyi looked at it for a while, and felt that the figure was very lonely; her vision was a little dazed, and a fleeting feeling of discomfort spread wantonly from the tip of her heart.

She couldn't help thinking, no matter what the purpose was, it must have been hard work and lonely for him to raise her so much.

Xiao Qingyi became a little irritable again, took a bottle of water from Qing He, unscrewed the lid and took a sip, then turned his head to Qing He and said, "I'll ask Uncle to eat."

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The whole manor is surrounded by a layer of tranquility, but under this tranquility, there is a faint sense of silence and depression.

Xiao Qingyi walked very slowly, the green and yellow weeds on the ridge were covered with dew, and the canvas shoes under his feet passed by, and the uppers of the shoes were also somewhat damp.

The air is very good, and the natural soil fragrance of the wilderness is wafting everywhere in the fields just after harvesting, which is very similar to the smell she remembers when she was a teenager.

She thought of when she was still Bai Qingyi, sitting on the ridge of the field when she was about four or five years old, watching the scene when her mother helped her grandmother harvest rice in the countryside.

The memories of Bai Qingyi's youth are very vague, but he only vaguely remembers that Mo Li was wearing a patterned gown and a big-brimmed hat bent over, harvesting rice with a young uncle in a white gown The picture, the picture was a little blurry, but she knew that the young uncle in the white coat was Mo Linfeng's biological father. The man came and went in a hurry, and what remained in her memory probably resembled Qin Huai's back in front of her.

They all seemed to come from another world, surrounded by misty brilliance, as if they were separated by a long distance and could not be approached.

Xu Shi sensed her approach, and the man turned his head slightly, looking in her direction.

His eyes seemed to reflect the rays of the mighty sun, they were sparkling and profound, and they were also clear and sharp.

Xiao Qingyi was stung by his gaze, and when he hurriedly met Shi, he turned his gaze away.

In the evening, the wind in the field was a bit strong.

It was only when she was completely close to him that she felt that his body was very cold.

The man was wearing a white double-breasted gown with high cuffs, revealing a strong and powerful arm; dark gray wide-leg pants, and a pair of mille-soled cloth shoes on his feet;

He held a few long straw bamboos in his hands, and with the methodical weaving movements, the grasshoppers that had been alive all the time appeared vividly in his eyes.

Xiao Qingyi was surprised, and the woven grasshopper was handed over to her.

When she bent her eyebrows, a little brilliance of innocence overflowed from the bottom of her eyes: "Uncle, your weaving is so beautiful."

Qin Huai looked at Xiao Qingyi who was completely squatting in front of him. The little girl was neither wearing a mask nor a large black frame, and even her bangs on her forehead were covered with a flower clip.

His eyes are focused, even thick and dull...

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