Stopping in front of the door, he took a deep breath.

Then he reached out and held the doorknob.

There is no time to sort out whether there is enough logical fulcrum behind the whole "opening the door" incident and the various nonsensical relationships between the two today.

He firmly believed that the moment he opened the door, there must be the figure he had longed for outside the door.

"Click."

With the door being opened.

Qin Jian looked at the smiling red face outside the door, and at this moment he couldn't help but reveal a reassuring smile.

The first thing that popped into his mind was that the other party had arrived "home" safely.

Nothing is more important than this.

There is not a single unnecessary question.

He didn't even ask what was going on.

The princess stepped forward and picked him up, then turned around and kicked the door shut.

Half an hour later.

——

There is no such thing as the sudden and sudden reunion.

After Qin Jian hugged Duan Ran and sat on the sofa, the two of them hugged each other tightly.

No one spoke here.

Even though Qin Jian smelled the strong smell of alcohol on Duan Ran's breath.

Even though Duan Ran couldn't hear a single question from Qin Jian.

Another half hour passed, and Duan Ran suddenly broke away from Qin Jian's arms.

She rubbed her numb legs and stood up unsteadily.

Then he took out a room card from the cloth bag.

"Reach out."

Qin Jian stretched out his hand.

The room card in Duan Ran's hand was handed over to Qin Jian's hand.

"take me Home."

——

Under the moonlight, the evening breeze blew through Hillfield Street.

Young men and women dragged their luggage out of the Imperial Hotel.

They held hands and passed the Bristol Lounge window. The middle-aged artist in the window was still stroking his acoustic guitar.

Duan Ran didn't know what song the other party had changed at this moment.

Qin Jian knew which home he wanted to take Duan Ran back to.

It's not an April Fool's joke.
Chapter completed!