Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 1004 Guardian Angel: Tenderness and Solitude (End)

Until later, when I was outside, lost in the crowd, I once discussed who was ugly with my deskmate. The deskmate was surprised and said that you were obviously uglier. Qin Yiling was stunned, and could feel that the other party was not joking.

Qin Ting'an looked at her, and the heat from his breath turned into white mist: "Nothing is wrong, don't define yourself by rules."

Qin Ting'an didn't need to talk about their relationship. He bought some green vegetables. Ji Yanli sent her a message on WeChat.

Qin Ting'an does not accept any theory of comparison.

Everyone has his own life.

Different but equal.

It's just a matter of choosing a different path.

Qin Yiling said after a long while, "Sometimes I think it was too much when I was a child, and I can't blame you for being kidnapped."

There are always things that you don't understand until you grow up, it's too late and too late.

When Qin Ting'an and Qin Yiling were three years old, Lin Zhinan took the two children out, there was an accident on the road, and as soon as she turned around, Qin Yiling was abducted.

Qin Ting'an will probably never forget Lin Zhinan's collapse at that time, and the words she cried out.

she says--

"Why wasn't you the one who was kidnapped?!"

Qin Ting'an said, "It's over."

Qin Ting'an stayed at home for less than a week, and booked a plane ticket to go back. Before leaving, she went back to the small alley hidden in the downtown area. It was about to be demolished and repaired. This was probably the last time she came back and saw this long, alley.

Qin Ting'an went to the grave and looked at grandma. The photo of grandma on the tombstone was black and white.

If you look at a person's life, it turns into a small box in the end.

Ji Yanli was standing behind her, wearing a black down jacket. He was too tall and had a good temperament, standing in the cemetery with a sense of alienation from the world.

Grandma will have no regrets.

Someone has been with Qin Ting'an every year.

"Ji Yanli." Qin Ting'an's voice choked up when he spoke, "I miss my grandma, what should I do..."

What to do, what to do, what to do, so as not to leave any regrets.

But life is like this.

"Cry if you want to cry." Ji Yanli squatted down, wiped her tears, and coaxed softly, "Just cry."

"We listen to you, and we will live happily ever after. Grandma is in heaven, and I am also happy for you."

In the cemetery, his voice echoed for a long time, leaving a lingering warmth.

"Will you be like grandma?" Qin Ting'an raised his head and asked.

On a certain day, suddenly left.

"No." Ji Yanli looked at her for a while, then replied calmly and forcefully.

Because from the very beginning, I'm here for you.

At first I called it fate, then...

It was a cloudy day when we left Yuncheng, and there was heavy snowfall. Lin Zhinan at the airport sullenly said, "I'm leaving in just a few days..."

"There's still work, so there's nothing I can do." Qin Ting'an said casually, his eyes fell on Lin Zhinan, and he could see the silver streaks in her black hair.

The family sent her to the airport.

Ji Yanli accompanied Qin Ting'an, took her luggage, and stood tall.

Lin Zhinan knew that this was Qin Ting'an's friend, so she felt at ease.

Qin Yiling came back from the bathroom to touch up her makeup, looked at Ji Yanli several more times, and pursed her lips: "Hey, let's add a contact information, so I can get in touch with my sister."

"No need." Ji Yanli looked at her, with narrow eyes under the eyelashes, and refused lightly.

The announcement sounded in the airport lobby, and Qin Ting'an said, "Let's go."

Lin Zhinan was behind, her throat rolled several times, and finally she shouted: "Go home often—"

Qin Ting'an walked past the ticket gate, heard it, and pretended not to hear it.

Ji Yanli patted her head like snow falling, silently comforting her.

The second half of Lin Zhinan's sentence is - Mom regrets it, I'm sorry.

The airport is full of people, coming and going in a hurry.

Go to different places.

across thousands of kilometers.

The plane shuttled through the sea of ​​clouds, Qin Ting'an and Ji Yanli were sitting together.

"Are you sleepy, sleep for a while." Ji Yan said politely.

"Okay." Qin Ting'an leaned on his shoulder and closed his eyes.

Ji Yanli was worried that she would catch a cold, so he put a coat on her to make her sleep more comfortably.

The cabin is very quiet, quiet, no one speaks.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the whole world is white.

The breath on his body is the damp woods after the rain, which is clear and slightly bitter, which makes people feel at ease.

Qin Tingan slept soundly.

She will have no false expectations, and no longer needs the attention of her family.

Because she already has.

Someone made up for all the missing emotions in Qin Ting'an's life.

She will live every year in a down-to-earth manner, cherish and love.

It is snowing.

Year after year.

(End of this chapter)