"Xiao Shu? She's off today, but she came over before and made some dishes and cakes with me. She said she would send them to you at Bai Mansion. Have you eaten them? How do you like them? No, didn't you meet just now?"
Bai Chu didn't know how to explain to him for a moment. He suddenly realized that Xiaoshu had gone to bring him food today. He invited her to have dinner together, but in the end he left her alone and came back without even eating.
"Brother Xiuyuan, I will explain to you later. Do you know where else Xiaoshu would go besides here?" Bai Chu looked anxious.
"She usually goes home during her breaks."
Bai Chu got the address of Qin Shu's home from Zhang Xiuyuan and hurried out to that place.
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And at this time, Qin Shu was indeed at home.
In the yard, the warm sunlight falls, spreading golden light on the ground. It is not strong, but bathing in this golden light gives one a special warmth.
The handsome man was dressed in a green shirt, as slender as a bamboo, with a calm temperament, but his figure was a little thin.
Beside him, there was a young girl crouching. She was wearing a light yellow dress and her face was gentle yet heroic.
At this moment, the girl's head was resting on the man's knees. The heroic look on her face had disappeared at some point. Her eyes were half-closed, her eyelashes drooped, and there was a hint of sadness in her expression.
The man gently stroked the girl's soft black hair again and again. She used to be lively and always chirped like a happy bird, but now she was unusually quiet.
"Xiaoshu, tell daddy, has something happened?" Qin Fulang asked, with a barely perceptible worry in his eyes.
After a period of treatment, Qin Fulang gradually improved and occasionally regained consciousness.
Qin Fulang, who is not awake, lives in a world where his wife exists, missing her over and over again.
After regaining consciousness, Mr. Qin accepted Qin Tong's departure, accepted that they had left the Qin family and Tangzhou Prefecture, and also accepted the ruthlessness of his eldest daughter and the strength of his youngest daughter.
After Qin Tong's death, Qin Shuti, who was not yet of age, guarded against the schemes of others and supported the entire family.
But today's Qin Shu seems very fragile.
She leaned on his knees, just like she did when they were little.
When Qin Shu was young, she was loved like this. She would rest her head on his knees and let him tell her stories.
Qin Shujieyu trembled, and did not answer, but said softly: "Daddy, I want to hear the story of you and mother, can you tell me?"
Mr. Qin paused in stroking Qin Shu's hair, his expression was dazed for a moment, and he soon regained his clarity.
His story with Qin Tong?
The pain in Qin Fulang's eyes faded away, replaced by a hint of nostalgia, and his brows unconsciously relaxed.
At this moment, his thoughts seemed to go back to the day when he met Qin Tong more than 20 years ago.
"That year, I was fourteen years old. I remember it clearly. I met her on that moonlit, yet lively, night of Chinese Valentine's Day..."
The story of Qin Fulang and Qin Tong is very classic and clichéd. To sum it up, it is a story of a hero saving a beauty, but the hero is Qin Tong and the beauty is Qin Fulang.
Mr. Qin has been handsome since he was a child. Since he was a teenager, people have been coming to him to propose marriage, but he doesn't like those people.
However, there was a playboy from a rich family who kept pestering him.
That night was the Chinese Valentine's Day. Mr. Qin went out for a walk, but he never expected that he would be followed by the rich lady.
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