Chapter 681
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Su Zhinian was afraid that she might catch a cold, so after a moment of hesitation, he drove the car around the corner. Then, as he passed her, he stopped the car slowly.
Su Zhinian rolled down the window, and the cold wind and snow drifted into the car. The moment the snow landed on the leather seat, it was melted into water droplets by the warm air inside the car.
Song Qingchun had her head lowered and was looking at her phone to call for a taxi. She did not notice a car parked before her.
Su Zhinian opened his mouth to call her name, but he thought about it and closed it. He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.
Su Zhinian walked around the front of the car. Before he reached her, she suddenly raised her head to look at him as if she had sensed something.
Su Zhinian stopped moving.
The wind became stronger, and the snow became heavier. They seemed to be frozen in time as they stared at each other through the thick layer of snow.
A sharp honk not far from them pulled Song Qingchun out of her reverie. She moved her eyes away from him to look at the phone booth that was already covered in snow. Just as she was hesitating whether she should greet him or not, Su Zhinian moved closer to her.
When he was about to reach her, Song Qingchun unconsciously moved to the side. She was wearing high heels, and the snow on the ground was already frozen. She slipped, and her whole body fell to the side.
Su Zhinian quickly reached out to catch her. "You didn't sprain your ankle, did you?"
A normal person would have said some words of concern at a time like this, but most people would have asked, "Are you okay?" or "Are you okay?"
However, Su Zhinian had said, "You didn't sprain your ankle, did you?"
It was a few simple words, but they represented his concern and sincerity.
Song Qingchun's heart fluttered. She instinctively pulled her arm away from Su Zhinian's grasp and took two steps back to put some distance between them. Then, she lowered her eyes and replied in a neutral tone, "Thank you …"
Song Qingchun paused. She wanted to say something but realized it was pointless, so she turned to walk away. However, before she could say "I'm leaving", Su Zhinian, who had ignored her thanks, asked, "Are you waiting for the bus?"
Song Qingchun could only change the words that were at the tip of her tongue into a single, "Yes."
"Where to?"
What did it matter to him where she went?
As if reading Song Qingchun's mind, Su Zhinian realized the awkwardness of his question, so he added, "It's not easy to get a taxi here, why don't you give me a ride?"
"No …" It was really hard to get a taxi. She had been waiting by the roadside for almost an hour, but even if she waited any longer, she wouldn't be willing to take a ride with him.
Before Song Qingchun could reject him, Su Zhinian's voice drifted over. "It's snowing heavily, and the sky is getting dark."
Due to the snow, the sky did turn dark early, and they were in a secluded area … Song Qingchun thought about it for a moment before nodding. "If it's really convenient for you, please take me to the nearest subway station."
"Okay." After saying that, Su Zhinian took two steps back and reached out to help Song Qingchun open the passenger door out of habit. However, just as his fingers touched the handle, before he could do anything, Song Qingchun said softly, "I'll sit in the back."
PS: This is a make-up update. There are still 8,000 words left tonight. It's my little nephew's birthday, so I need to go out for dinner before I can continue. For the sake of my hard work, remember to vote for the monthly vote on the next page, okay? The monthly vote is about to be exceeded …
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