Chapter 108
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Come back from the ashes … Tang Nuo's statement was a mistake in itself.
Both he and Song Qingchun didn't even have the chance to come back from the ashes before they were extinguished by a secret that he had discovered, so how was he going to talk about coming back from the ashes?
Between him and her, it had always been wishful thinking on his part.
Tang Nuo waited for a long time, but there was no sound. He couldn't help but glance at Su Zhinian through the rear-view mirror. The man was looking out the window, and the pain at the bottom of his eyes was as thick as the night.
City Clubhouse had been rebuilt several years ago. They had bought the surrounding land and built many small bungalows.
Qin Yinan had booked bungalow number 8. When Song Qingchun arrived, it was not even 8: 30 pm, but the place was already crowded.
Song Qingchun and Qin Yinan had grown up together, and Qin Yinan and Song Cheng were not classmates from the same school. Therefore, almost everyone that Qin Yinan invited that night was acquainted with Song Qingchun. When they saw her walk in, they all greeted her.
Song Qingchun removed her winter coat and placed it inside the storage box. Then, she stood in the corner and looked into the crowd.
Qin Yinan had been in the army for three years, so his posture was much straighter than normal. Therefore, Song Qingchun found him easily in the crowd.
He was wearing a black suit, and he was holding a tall glass in his hand. He was chatting with people with a smile on his face. When people were talking, his expression was focused, and he would occasionally nod cooperatively.
That Qin Yinan looked especially gentle. The warm crystal light quietly sprinkled on his body, making him look warm and gentle.
Song Qingchun, who had promised to let go of him, still stared at him for a long time before she lowered her eyes to adjust her emotions. She grabbed a glass of red wine from the waiter and walked slowly toward Qin Yinan in her high heels.
"Brother Yinan." Song Qingchun stopped about two meters away from Qin Yinan and called his name softly.
Qin Yinan turned his head, and when he saw Song Qingchun, he flashed her a toothy grin. Then, he turned back to whisper an apology to the person he was talking to. After clinking glasses and taking a swig, he nodded slightly and walked toward Song Qingchun.
Qin Yinan clinked glasses with Song Qingchun and continued to drink. He called her name. "Song Song."
Song Qingchun smiled and raised her glass as well. Before she could take a sip, Qin Yinan reached out to stop her. His voice was just like before, laced with a hint of discipline. "You're not allowed to drink."
Then, Qin Yinan pulled the glass from Song Qingchun's hand and waved at the waiter. Then, he grabbed a glass of juice from the waiter's tray and shoved it into Song Qingchun's hands. "Drink this."
When Qin Yinan took away Song Qingchun's glass, his fingers brushed against her fingertips. Song Qingchun's heart skipped several times like she was shocked by electricity. It was not until Qin Yinan passed the juice to her that she recovered and said with some dissatisfaction, "Brother Yinan, I'm not a child anymore; I can drink now."
"That won't do either. The wine is too cold. It's not good for your stomach." Qin Yinan's tone was still gentle, but his expression was stern, like an adult lecturing a child.
Song Qingchun pouted and accepted it unwillingly. She took a sip from it.
A smile appeared on Qin Yinan's face again. "Good girl."
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