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October 17th, an ordinary day. The sun is not strong at all today, the outdoor temperature is less than 20 degrees, and there is still wind.
Song Zhi was wearing a white skirt with her ankles exposed.
Qin Su got off the car and glanced at her exposed arms: "Isn't it cold?"
She was so cold that she had goosebumps.
"not cold."
As soon as she finished speaking, she sneezed. . .
Qin Su took off his suit jacket and put it on her body. Without looking at her face, he turned his head to one side and the tips of his ears were a little suspiciously red: "It looks good."
His voice was low, and his words were blown away by the wind. Song Zhi did not hear clearly.
"Um?"
She tucked her hair behind her ears, revealing her pearly red earrings.
Qin Su opened the car door and looked up into her eyes: "You look good today."
An unnatural, affirmative tone.
Song Zhi wore very exquisite makeup today. Her watches, earrings, bags, and even the hair ties on her wrists were all carefully selected and compared.
A woman looks like someone who pleases herself.
Her lover praised her, and her heart was filled to the brim, and her feet were wandering.
Qin Su is a little different today. He is wearing a white shirt. His voice is softer than usual. He praises her for her beauty. When he looks at her, his eyes are very bright, like the Milky Way falling into the sea.
Today is Sunday, there is a little traffic jam, Qin Su drives very slowly.
The sun¡¯s rays are brighter than before, and the chill in the morning has almost dissipated.
The car stopped at a traffic light intersection. Song Zhi folded Qin Su's suit jacket and held it in his hands, then turned his face sideways and looked at him intently. She really wanted to ask him if he married her because of the child. She thought about this question for half the night last night, but couldn't figure out anything.
She held back and couldn't ask. If he said yes, she would be disappointed.
"stop looking."
"Um?"
The light has turned green. Qin Su looked at the road ahead: "If you keep staring at me, it will affect my driving."
His concentration is not that strong.
"oh."
Song Zhi retracted her direct gaze, unnaturally brushed her hair, and turned to look outside the car.
Qin Su is a man of few words.
His profile is very good-looking, with three-dimensional contours and extremely long eyelashes.
He should have the habit of trimming his nails. His hands are very clean, his joints are long, his sleeves are rolled up, and the muscles on his arms are obvious but not exaggerated.
The tattoo on his tiger¡¯s mouth was covered with a band-aid.
Song Zhi fixed her eyes on his hand: "Is your hand injured?"
"No."
Before she asked, he explained: "I'm afraid the Civil Affairs Bureau won't allow me to get a tattoo."
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Song Zhi was stunned for a moment and rolled his eyes.
"It doesn't matter, the Civil Affairs Bureau doesn't care about this."
"Yeah." Qin Su checked it online, but just in case, he covered the tattoo with a band-aid.
Song Zhi remembered something: "Why do you have so many assets?"
He wrote two pieces of personal information, almost in detail, including his asset evaluation, including shares, stock funds, commercial buildings, and even a mine.
¡°My grandmother left it to my mother, and I inherited it later.¡±
Regarding the Su family, Qin Su didn't want to mention it.
His grandmother and Su Guangjian had a business marriage and had no love at all. They divorced after their cooperation became stable. Su Guangjian's two sons were both from his second wife. His grandmother only gave birth to his mother. The mother refused to accept the marriage arranged by the Su family and insisted on marrying a painter. Su Guangjian was not angry and calmly broke up with his father. Female relations. After his grandmother passed away, all the assets in his name were inherited by his mother, including the 15% of Su's shares he gave to Su Guangjian yesterday.
When I arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, it was less than nine o'clock. There was no one at the Civil Affairs Bureau on Sunday, except for a staff member who applied for a certificate. The staff's attitude towards Qin Su was strange, a little respectful and a little fearful.
No need to queue up, the whole process takes less than twenty minutes.
"alright."
The staff stamped the seal and handed over two red books.
Song Zhi took both books, gave Qin Su a look, and then put them in her bag. She had no intention of giving them to Qin Su for safekeeping.
After coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Song Zhi still had no sense of reality.
"Do you have any work today?" Qin Su asked.
"No."
Song Zhi didn¡¯t ask where she was going. Qin Su put his suit jacket on her legs and drove the car onto a somewhat remote road.
"Many reporters know that I live in Longhu Bay. You are a public figure and can be easily recognized. If you want to meet, I will come out to find you. You should not go to Longhu Bay."
Song Zhi¡¯s wandering thoughts were suddenly tightened: ¡°Aren¡¯t you going to live with me?¡±
He explained: "I haven't found a house yet." Because getting married was not in his plan.
Song Zhi blurted out: "You can stay at my place first."
It seems that she wants to live together.
But she did want to.
Qin Su turned to look at her, then continued to look at the road: "Well, I will consider it."
It was not a perfunctory excuse, his tone was serious.
He became very talkative.
Song Zhi had a lot to say to him: "Why did you go to Licheng before?"
He is not short of money, and writing crime novels seems to be just to pass the time. Apart from singing at Licheng Qingbar, Song Zhi has never seen him play or sing again.
"Which time are you referring to?"
He has been to Licheng twice this year.
"Twice." She wanted to know.
"The reason for singing here is because the role requires it. My next protagonist is a highly intelligent criminal who sings in a Qing bar." He looked at the road with no emotion on his face. "Later, I went to Licheng because of the murder case. I thought Look how much the murderer looks like."
Song Zhi didn¡¯t know whether to ask or not. She was afraid of poking his wound, so she carefully observed his expression.
"Is it similar?"
"It's very similar." He was very calm, "Even the method of tying the knot is exactly the same."
She finished the order without asking any further questions.
The car drove for a while.
Qin Su suddenly asked: "Do you want to know what happened back then?"
Song Zhi looked at him, her eyes twinkling with sugar, wishing she could give him all the tenderness from her heart.
"Do you want to tell me?"
He stopped the car.
He wanted to say that he never told anyone because no one was willing to listen to him before.
¡°Before he kills someone, he locks them up, draws pictures on the victim¡¯s back with a knife, and locks them up in my wine cellar.¡±
Qin Su uses "he" to refer to his biological father, Qin Weiran.
At that time, he had a prosperous and happy family, at least outsiders thought so, and so did he himself.
Qin Weiran is a very famous painter. He teaches in famous schools and has students all over the country. He has won many international awards. He is a gentle gentleman and respected by people. He "deeply loves" his wife and children. He is good at everything.
¡°See, people can make a mask look perfect.
"Later, my mother discovered something fishy and was listed as his next target."
Qin Su¡¯s mother is a violinist, an elegant and gentle woman.
"Before he killed his targets, he would draw a nude painting of them, frame it in metal, and hang it in the secret room of his studio. I found his secret room and saw the paintings, with all the victims in them. , and my mother.¡±
That year, Qin Su was thirteen years old.
"I called the police. He wanted to kill me and locked me in the wine cellar."
Qin Su looked out the window, not knowing what he was looking at. He seemed to be looking at the trees on the roadside or the mountains in the distance. His eyes were light, not sad, but numb.
"I just wanted to put a piece of clothing on my mother and wipe her blood. She loves to be beautiful and clean. But when my blood was stained on the rope, they said I was also a murderer."
He didn¡¯t cry after he finished speaking.
Song Zhi burst into tears. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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