Chapter 365
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Su Zhinian still sat there, unmoving.
Just as Song Qingchun was about to remind him for the third time, Su Zhinian suddenly called her name. "Qingchun."
Song Qingchun swallowed the words that were at the tip of her tongue and stared at him with confusion. "Hmm?"
Su Zhinian continued to stare out the window for a long time before slowly moving his gaze to her. "Come with me somewhere."
"Huh?" Song Qingchun asked with surprise before asking, "Now?"
"Yes." Su Zhinian nodded and repeated, "Now."
Where is he going in the middle of the night?
Song Qingchun was about to ask when Su Zhinian stood up from his chair. "I'm going back to my room to change, I'll wait for you downstairs."
When he walked past Song Qingchun, he paused for a moment. "It's cold outside, wear something thicker."
Then, he walked out of her bedroom and closed the door behind him.
When Song Qingchun walked out of the house after putting on her clothes, Su Zhinian had already started the car.
The weather outside was bone-chilling, but he did not wait in the car. Instead, like many times when he came to pick her up from work, he stood leaning against the car.
He waited until she was almost at the car before walking to the passenger door to help her pull it open. After she was seated, he helped her put on the seatbelt.
Song Qingchun stared at the buckled seatbelt and thought, Since when does he have to help me buckle the seatbelt before I get into his car?
Su Zhinian was probably afraid that she was cold, so he turned up the heater in the car before starting the engine and driving out of the bungalow.
The streets of Beijing at 4 am were empty and quiet, and the car moved at a steady speed.
When they reached the first traffic light, Su Zhinian turned on the music in the car, afraid that Song Qingchun would be bored, as if sensing the silence.
It was filled with classic songs, and the tunes were familiar and soothing.
The car drove for about half an hour before stopping by the roadside.
Song Qingchun looked out the window and saw rows of quiet electronic buildings. She was startled and turned around with disbelief to ask, "We're here?"
"Yes, we're here." Su Zhinian switched off the engine and got out of the car first. He walked to the passenger seat and opened the door for Song Qingchun.
Su Zhinian waited until Song Qingchun was on the ground before he locked the car. Then he pointed at a small alley between the two buildings and said, "Let's go."
Song Qingchun looked at Su Zhinian with confusion. Realizing he had no intention of explaining, she had no choice but to follow him.
The two of them did not talk along the way. He walked about half a meter to her left.
After entering the alley, the light inside was much dimmer. She was in a hurry when she went out, so she wore the high heels she wore during the day. She accidentally stepped on a drink bottle and almost fell to the ground. It was him who held her in time.
The alley wasn't long, about two hundred meters. After exiting, it was a one-way street. He took her to the left and headed east.
Along the way, they passed by a night market that was selling barbecue. Smoke lingered in the air.
A middle-aged woman, most likely the boss's wife, was sitting in front of the stove, warming herself while listening to music on her phone.
When Song Qingchun passed by, she knew which song it was just by listening to the prefix.
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