Chapter 683
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His attention had been completely focused on her phone call, so he really did not notice that they had already driven past.
There was no change of expression on Song Qingchun's face, so Su Zhinian could not tell whether she believed him or not. After a pause, he added, "Are you going home?"
After a pause, Su Zhinian added, "It's not convenient to go out on the main road. If you want to go home, I can drive you there."
They were almost home already; it would be too much of a hassle for her to take the subway or a taxi. Furthermore, she was the one who had troubled him in the first place … Song Qingchun smiled at him and said politely, "Thank you."
Su Zhinian did not say anything. He pulled his gaze away and continued to drive, but his mind started to wander.
She had finally turned into the person that he had hoped for. She thanked him politely for his help, and her posture was perfect. She was respectful yet distant. There was no longer any trace of the passion that she had for him in the past.
On the way to the Song family home, neither Song Qingchun nor Su Zhinian said a word.
Song Qingchun had Su Zhinian stop the car at the gate of her residential area. This time, Su Zhinian did not reject her. He stepped on the brakes slowly and stopped at the gate.
Before Song Qingchun got out of the car, she glanced at the towel in her hand. She wanted to return it to Su Zhinian, but then she remembered that he was a germaphobe. He probably wouldn't keep anything that she used. In the end, she shoved the towel into her bag, thanked him again, and reached out to open the car door.
The backseat door was locked, so Song Qingchun could not open it. She raised her head to remind Su Zhinian, "The car is locked."
Su Zhinian stared blankly at the falling snow outside the car window, and he did not respond.
Song Qingchun waited for a while before reminding him again. She realized he still did not respond, so she reached out to pat his car seat.
Su Zhinian turned around to look at her with confusion in his eyes.
Song Qingchun repeated, "The car is locked."
"Okay." Su Zhinian answered. After a long pause, as if trying to process what she had said, he replied with an "oh" before turning around to unlock his car.
Song Qingchun did not say anything but pushed the door open.
Just as she was about to get out, Su Zhinian suddenly called her. "Qingchun."
Song Qingchun's fingers froze. She turned around to look at him but didn't say anything.
Su Zhinian stared at the rows of apartments in front of him like he was lost in thought. The car was parked, but he accidentally stepped on the gas pedal, and the car shot forward. In a panic, he slammed on the brakes and slowly reversed the car before saying, "… Happy wedding."
Song Qingchun did not expect him to say something like that to her. Her expression froze, and after a long time, her lips curved into a smile. She replied naturally, "Thank you for your blessing."
Su Zhinian lowered his gaze and nodded slightly.
Song Qingchun saw that he did not respond, so she opened the car door. Just as she stepped onto the ground, he suddenly called her again. "Qingchun."
Su Zhinian's eyes were burning. He turned his head away to avoid looking at Song Qingchun. "… Take care of yourself."
Was he saying goodbye to her because he was leaving tomorrow?
Song Qingchun felt like her brain was like the weather at that moment, a blizzard.
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