Her deliberate voice came from the microphone: "Did you see me?"

Lu Jinnian closed the car door, walked to the front of the car, leaning casually against the front of the car, looking at Qiao Anhao standing in front of the window on the second floor, his lips couldn't help but curl up, and said gently, "I saw it."

The night seemed to have become much gentler because of these three words Lu Jinnian. Qiao Anhao saw Lu Jinnian standing under the street light downstairs leaning against the train. The dim lights pulled his figure for a long time, making her mood feel unreasonable, so that the sound of her opening was soft and soft, with a little agitated: "How long have you been in the car?"

Her voice was like a gentle wind, caressing his sensitive heart, making Lu Jinnian feel inexplicably relieved. His voice seemed to be stained with the tide of summer nights, low and pleasant: "It's not long."

"Is that true?" Qiao Anhao asked back, couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, making a ate sound: "Is there a twelve hours?"

Lu Jinnian laughed softly as she smiled: "Yes."

Then, as if he was talking to himself, he sighed: "I finally waited."

"Why did you wait?" Qiao An couldn't quite understand the meaning of Lu Jinnian's second sentence.

"Nothing." Lu Jinnian looked at Qiao Anhao on the second floor and thought to herself that this was the first time he was guarding her in the past few years, when she noticed him.

"Oh." Joan's good voice sounded dull.

Lu Jinnian found a comfortable position, leaned against the front of the car again, and asked, "Have your fever subsided?"

"Get back." As Lu Jinnian changed the topic, Qiao Anhao suddenly forgot Lu Jinnian's ambiguous words just now, and pointed his phone at the needle holes on the back of his hand that had been stabbed several times. He said complaining and coquettishly, as if his girlfriend was acting coquettishly at her boyfriend: "Look, after four needle holes, they were all covered with blood..."

Lu Jinnian took the screen of his phone in front of him and saw that Qiao An was wearing a band-aid sticker on the back of his white and tender hands. There were small pieces of blue and purple due to blood stasis around him.

"Does it still hurt?" Lu Jin asked in a young voice.

Actually, it didn't hurt at all, but Qiao Anhao still pouted at the screen of the phone, her voice so cute that it seemed to drip out of water: "It hurts..."

The voice of her speech increased a little, and the aunt lying beside her moved her body. She couldn't help but raise her hand and cover her mouth, make a small sound, and add another sentence to Lu Jinnian: "It hurts so much!"

Lu Jinnian looked at Qiao Anhao's cute and cute expression, and his eyes became tender. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and stroked the screen, trying to rub her cheeks.

Qiao Anhao saw the fingers he reached out on the screen and suddenly paused. When she saw Lu Jinnian on the screen, her eyes became darker. Qiao An couldn't help but bit her lower lip, and she looked at Lu Jinnian with her eyes.

Neither of them was talking. The phone was quiet. Only the gentle and shallow breathing sounds echoed. From time to time, the cool wind blew by Lu Jinnian, making the atmosphere sweet and warm, and the hearts were quiet in each other.
Chapter completed!