Qingdai never thought that at this time, under this situation, would meet Mu Jinbai.

"Brother Jinbai?!"

For her.

For him.

All three words that have been missing for a long time.

These three words instantly brought Mu Jinbai's thoughts to the mood when he first met her several years ago.

That year, he was seventeen and Qingdai had just turned thirteen.

That year, he got an offer from Stanford, had a big fight with his father, and rushed to school alone to start studying.

The mood is gloomy and the mood is low and happy.

He hardly interacts with others. Every day, he goes to the lobby of a five-star hotel near the school to make money.

That day, he finished playing a song and heard someone applauding.

He looked over with the applause and saw a girl outside the window standing under a spring tree, her head and face covered with light spots cast from the leaves, and her smile was bright.

The girl's eyes were filled with light, like a galaxy, his whole depressed world.

"You...why are you here?"

Qingdai's voice pulled him back from his memories.

"Listen to my father about the funeral, I'll come and see (you)..."

The word "you" turned around on the tip of the tongue, and it was still swallowed back.

Qingdai looked sideways and his eyes fell back to the old man's tombstone.

"Thanks."

There are still tears in the corners of the girl's eyes.

Mu Jinbai knew what grandpa meant to her.

At that time, Qingdai's mother had just gotten married and married a very wealthy banker.

The other party has two daughters, and the family life is very comfortable, but she is not happy.

Because it was just a gorgeous big house and a stranger without feelings, the mother had to please her two stepdaughters in order to maintain the position of the hostess, but she seemed to be an outsider.

Therefore, after school, she always doesn't like to go home and stroll on the road. Sometimes she can paint for hours while sitting on the street and drawing, and she doesn't go home until dark.

That day, he played the piano in the lobby for four hours, and she sat outside and listened for four hours.

Two equally lonely young people became a pair of tacit existences.

He plays the piano every day, and she comes over every day after school, drawing outside the window while listening to him play the piano.

Playing the piano in the hotel lobby is just like background music.

No one really stopped and listened, she was his only real listener.

Because of this listener, Mu Jinbai changed his tracks every day.

On the third day, he played his own song, and her eyes were red when she cried outside the window.

When he got off work, she took the initiative to come over and stretched out her right hand to him.

"My name is Qingdai, let's make friends?"

She was like this at that time, and she was still smiling with tears in the corners of her eyes.

So……

It makes people feel distressed.

Mu Jinbai's fingers hanging beside him moved, but he still didn't lift them up.

Just spoke gently, just like the young boy back then.

"If... you need a shoulder, I can lend you."

Qingdai's shoulders trembled, and finally couldn't help it. He reached out and grabbed his shirt and sobbed softly.

"Do you know, I have no way to do anything... I can't do anything... I... can only watch him breathless..."

Whether in front of Qing Ren’s family or calling her mother, she is extremely strong.

In this life, she will only show her fragility in front of Mu Jinbai.

Frowning tightly, Mu Jinbai raised his palm, held her waist and back, and gently patted her to comfort her.

"I know, I understand, I understand."

Because he has lost it.

After crying all the tears that I have suppressed these days, and saying all the words that are stuck in my heart, Qingdai's emotions gradually calmed down.

Only after she noticed that she was still leaning against his chest and the man's arm was still half-wrapped on her, she realized that the two of them were a bit ambiguous.

She stood up straight, and she lowered her face and wiped her eyes with his handkerchief.

When I raised my head, I smiled again.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little out of control. Thank you for coming. Grandpa... must be very happy."

she……

The same goes for it.

Mu Jinbai looked sideways, his eyes falling on the old man on the tombstone.

He stepped out a few steps and bowed three times to the other party solemnly.

He was not familiar with the Qing family, but he heard Qing Dai talk about many things about the old man and knew that this was Qing Dai's closest person, even better than her father and mother.

It was precisely because of this that he rushed over, just to accompany her and survive this most difficult time.

"Are the matter handled?"

Qingdai nodded.

"I'll send you back?"

"No need, I... can call the assistant to come over." She was hoarse and kind-hearted.

Mu Jinbai frowned and suddenly became a little angry: "Don't you treat me as a friend anymore?"

"I..." Qingdai pursed her lips, "Then... let's go!"

A man and a woman went down the mountain side by side, and they were silent and each had their own thoughts.

The assistant and the driver were still smoking cigarettes in the parking lot on the mountain. When they saw Mu Jinbai coming down from afar, they looked at each other and were busy extinguishing the cigarettes.

The driver got into the car and Su Yinan opened the rear door.

I felt a million curiosity in my heart and didn't dare to ask a word.

Apart from Jun Qing, this is the first time I saw Mu Jinbai and a young girl appear alone, even as drivers and assistants.

I didn't participate in the event, so I hurried to the cemetery for lunch, went up alone and two people came down.

If there is an affair, there is definitely an affair!

The driver started the car and Qingdai reported a name - the name of a hotel.

She is different from others, she likes to stay in hotels.

Qingdai likes the feeling of wandering around at any time. Because without home, she will not expect to feel home. When she occasionally returns to her mother's house, she will not be used to it, just consider it to be staying in a hotel.

So, no matter where she goes, she stays in a hotel.

Never buy a house, and you will never live in a stable place.

Mu Jinbai looked sideways, his eyes falling on the girl's haggard face.

I have been taking care of my grandfather, but I have hardly closed my eyes these days, and there is a circle of obvious light blue under her eyes.

"Go back to my place." Mu Jinbai coughed lightly, "I mean... you can have a good rest in my place."

Qingdai looked sideways.

She originally wanted to say that there was no need to be so troublesome. She was fine. She could take care of herself. If she really couldn't, she had an assistant.

But……

Turning his face to face his eyes.

The man's eyes were deep, and he seemed to be able to see through all her disguises at first glance.

That look clearly said:

Qingdai, stop pretending!
Chapter completed!