confession today

Chapter 12
The sky was gloomy, and the light rain kept pouring down, which wet the ground and people's hearts.

The scenery in the rain is a bit hazy.

Cheng Siyan held the umbrella and said nothing.

The girl on the tombstone was wearing her favorite police uniform, with a bright smile, like the warm winter sun, making it hard for him to look away.

"Sister Nan Qiao, I may have too many wishes this time, but I still have to trouble you..."

Cheng Suiran squatted in front of the tombstone, took out the star jar from his schoolbag, and placed it in front of the tomb, his eyes were stained with tears, and he said with a bit of choking: "Also, sister Nan Qiao, don't worry, I will definitely I will take good care of my brother, I have never forgotten the words you told me before..."

"What can you take care of me?" Cheng Siyan's eyes were a little red, he bent down and put the bouquet of lilies in his hand on the tombstone, looked up at the portrait of the girl on the tombstone, and said in a slightly sour tone, "Why don't you come to dream?" come see me?"

Hearing this, Cheng Suiran couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes after all, he stood up and walked aside, tears streaming down his cheeks.

The autumn wind unfolded slowly, blowing her hair a little messy.

Cheng Suiran just stood aside quietly, listening to her brother's murmur with lowered eyes. She knew that it was something that his brother had kept in his heart for a long time.

"Let your brother see you so sad, he must be sad again."

It wasn't until Li Qizhi's voice sounded in her ears that she slowly came back to her senses, raised her eyes to look at the man beside her, and said softly, "Brother..."

"Stop crying." Li Qizhi touched her head, and softly persuaded her: "Everything will pass..."

Just like the scar in his heart, it slowly faded away with the passage of time.

Cheng Suiran nodded, and slowly stopped crying, but fixed his eyes on Cheng Siyan.

The light rain kept dripping, but he didn't hold an umbrella. He just stood there alone, with wet eyelashes and deep black eyes, obviously immersed in that painful memory again.

I do not know how long it has been.

Cheng Siyan just stood up, his eyes were still blush, but he still smiled, and said seemingly meaninglessly, "Let's go."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left first.

Cheng Suiran looked at the sad back, with a complicated look in his eyes, pursed his lips, and followed him.

The rain was still falling, and there was no tendency to stop. The narcissus became more and more dense, and the cold air continued to hit, mixed with a biting cold wind, which made people shiver.

Cheng Suiran wanted to catch up to hold an umbrella for his brother, but Li Qizhi stopped him with his hand, and said softly, "He should just want to be alone now."

"But……"

"However, if it were me, I would rather hide in a corner and let the rain get wet than be seen by others." Li Qizhi sighed, and then said: "Your brother will definitely think about it." clearly."

"Hmm..." Cheng Suiran hesitated for a while, but finally gave up the idea of ​​catching up and followed Li Qizhi obediently.

It's just that as soon as her words fell, a gust of mountain wind whistled from the depths, followed by another thunderclap, and without waiting for people's reaction, the rainstorm suddenly fell.

The heavy rain was pouring down, and the handle of the umbrella in her hand was blown away by the mountain wind. Cheng Suiran was forced to close her eyes tightly, just at the moment when the umbrella in her hand was taken away by the wind.

Her whole body was brought into a warm and firm embrace.

It was Li Qizhi.

Her face was pressed against his broad and resolute chest, and the sound of his rapid heartbeat and the sound of rain hitting the ground could be heard in her ears.

Cheng Suiran felt his temperature and smelled his unique scent, and felt a little relieved.

"Ran Ran."

Li Qizhi hugged the little girl in his arms, and softly called her name: "Are you okay?"

Cheng Suiran didn't speak, but still buried his face in his arms, eager to absorb the gentle breath that belonged to him alone.

Seeing this, Li Qizhi couldn't help but chuckled, stretched out his hand to caress the top of her head, and said softly, "Are you scared?"

Cheng Suiran still didn't speak. She felt that at this moment, her throat seemed to be stuck in a fishbone, and she opened her small mouth but couldn't utter a single syllable.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Li Qizhi thought she was frightened, so he couldn't help but hug her tighter.

It's just that the torrential rain came and went quickly, and it didn't take long before it gradually subsided.

Cheng Suiran was forced to leave his embrace, feeling a sense of loss in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, so he could only follow him and walk obediently.

"What's wrong?" Li Qizhi noticed the strangeness of the little girl beside him, and asked concerned: "Is it uncomfortable?"

After all, the little girl's mood fluctuated a lot just now, and she was drenched by the rain again, so her body must be a little overwhelmed.

"No..." Cheng Suiran spit out half of the syllable, then took it back, lowered his eyes, nodded with guilt, and said in a low voice, "I'm a little dizzy, my legs are weak."

A sentence that Lin Lu often used to say suddenly flashed in her mind just now: "Opportunities, you have to fight for them yourself!"

"What?" Li Qizhi didn't hear her words clearly, so he couldn't help but bend down and get closer.

Feeling his warm breath on his face, Cheng Suiran's face turned red, resisting the emptiness in his heart, he stammered and repeated: "I'm a little dizzy... my legs are weak."

"Weak legs?" Li Qizhi heard the words, couldn't help frowning, looked down at the little girl's pale face, hesitated again and again, and asked, "Why don't you go down the mountain with my brother?"

"Not good..." Cheng Suiran bit his lip and whispered.

"It's okay." Li Qizhi said, then bent down.

……

In the end, under Cheng Suiran's pretending to shirk, she still fulfilled her little idea as she wished.

The moment he lay on his back, Cheng Suiran felt his heart beating more and more intensely, and he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

I could only bury my face into his neck, smell the familiar clear fragrance, and pretend to be extremely uncomfortable.

She thought, this is the second time she has played tricks with Li Qizhi. I don't know if Li Qizhi has seen through her tricks this time...

Feeling the heat sprayed by the little girl on his neck, Li Qizhi's heart couldn't help but move slightly, but still pretending to be calm, he asked lightly, "Are you still used to it?"

"Hmm..." Cheng Suiran nodded and responded obediently.

Li Qizhi raised his eyebrows and didn't say any more.

There was a sudden silence between the two of them.

Cheng Suiran put his arms around his neck, raised his head to look at him from time to time, hesitated for a long time, and asked, "Brother, am I heavy?"

Her voice was very soft and thin, as if it came from the distant sky.

Li Qizhi didn't hear it clearly, he was now forced to focus on the hot air sprayed by the little girl on his neck, so he didn't ask in detail, but just said "um" absent-mindedly.

(End of this chapter)