The group favored the little ancestor, and was spoiled by the paranoid villain!

Chapter 87 You have crossed the line

Xia Luochen's voice was deep and magnetic, making people's ears feel numb.

Su Qing's heart seemed to soften, she patted his back gently, and then hugged him back.

"Yes, I will always be by your side, and I should also help you."

"It's very late, go to sleep." Su Qing closed her eyes and prepared to fall asleep.

Xia Luochen nodded, "Good night."

In the dream, the boy was locked in a dark room.

The whole room was like an eternal night, with no end and no light in sight.

He screamed inside, fear almost making him collapse.

He grabbed the locked door again and again, his fingertips were bloody and bloody, but he couldn't feel any pain. He only longed for light and freedom.

The door suddenly opened, and a boy of about ten years old stood at the door, holding a plate and eating. There was light behind him, and his eyes and face could not be seen clearly in the backlight.

"Susu, there is nothing to know about my past, we-"

He really wanted to explain it to her, but he didn't know how.

That feeling of drowning is really uncomfortable.

The next day.

Su Qing sat up, then reached out to help him, then got out of bed and went out to get a glass of warm water and handed it to him.

Su Qing was also awakened by his movement and looked at him with blurred eyes.

When Xia Luochen saw Su Qing's eyes like this, her heart couldn't help but soften, as did her face.

He really didn't want to show the past again and say some stupid words that didn't make any sense, but he couldn't say it, so she might not believe it.

Su Qing responded, then went to get the little bun.

The boy's eyes showed joy and he rushed forward quickly.

It would be a lie to say that she is not sad. She is just an ordinary person. How could she not be sad?

The time for breakfast is seven o'clock, and now it is already eleven o'clock. The millet porridge and steamed buns are still hot. You don't have to think about it to know how many times they have been heated in the meantime.

Su Qing asked again. Seeing that Xia Luochen did not answer or deny, she continued: "Then why don't you tell me."

She didn't get up so late. If she was at home, it wouldn't matter.

Su Qing was startled, and then looked at him in disbelief.

She didn't want to see such an expression, and she also wanted to know why and what kind of things he had experienced that made him have such an expression. She wanted to share the burden for him.

Xia Luochen had already drank all the water in the water glass and raised his eyes to look at her, "It's nothing, just go back to sleep."

"Thank you, grandpa." Su Qing smiled sheepishly.

Xia Luochen took a long breath and woke up from the nightmare. He stared at the ceiling and panted slightly. It was like there was something suppressing his chest, making him unable to breathe.

"Auntie is interested."

Xia Luochen's heart was full of distress and self-blame, and the expression on her face became more and more cold and handsome. She originally wanted to reach out to hold her hand, but Su Qing ducked back.

Su Qing was silent, her eyes were full of clarity. She was no longer confused and confused as when she just woke up. The clarity was filled with a touch of hurt.

The door closed again.

She had watched Xia Luochen wake up from a nightmare too many times, with a hurt, fearful, sad and decadent expression on her face.

Xia Luochen just looked at her like this for a long time, and finally seemed to be discouraged and lay back on the bed again.

The old man was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. Hearing her movement, the old man looked up with an unknown smile on his face.

When Su Qing woke up, there was no figure beside her. Xia Luochen must have gotten up early.

Xia Luochen said she had crossed the line?

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Didn't he ask me to stay with him?

Or does it mean that he has never regarded her as one of his own, or that this position will never belong to her.

Auntie was a little confused, "Isn't it delicious?"

Xia Luochen frowned slightly, and then had no choice but to withdraw his hand.

Before Su Qing finished speaking, Xia Luochen interrupted: "You have crossed the line."

Su Qing looked at him calmly, and then said: "Sorry, I was abrupt, go to sleep."

Su Qing's expression was fleeting, but after a moment, her eyes returned to normal, as calm as if nothing had happened, if there were no tears on her cheeks.

Thinking of this, Su Qing felt as if her heart was being pulled.

Every time he woke up from a nightmare, he felt as exhausted as if he had just struggled out of a deep sea whirlpool.

As if aware of his pale expression, Su Qing quickly reached out and turned on the warm light, and the room finally lit up.

Su Qing refused after taking the water glass, and still whispered: "Tell me, what happened to you, I don't seem to know anything about your past, I-"

Looking at him with hurt and wronged eyes, Xia Luochen couldn't say what he said: We just need to live a good life now and in the future.

Su Qing closed her eyes and forced herself not to think about these things anymore, but the more she did this, the more she thought about it.

With that said, Su Qing lay down with her back to him.

"The young master asked me to keep this porridge. He said that you would probably get up very late and asked me to keep an eye on it."

Su Qing came back to her senses and quickly shook her head: "No, it tastes good."

Xia Luochen took the water glass and shook his head gently.

Su Qing was startled and looked at her blankly.

"Madam, wake up."

"Uncle, please let me out. Please, I won't tell my parents! Please!"

Unexpectedly, such concern and thoughts would go too far for him.

Su Qing took out her phone and looked at it, and found that it was already 11 o'clock in the morning. She quickly got up, washed up quickly and went downstairs.

When the lights were turned off, the room was very dark, except for the bright moonlight refracted in from the window, giving the room layers of silver light.

"Qingqing, you must be hungry. Auntie left some food for you in the kitchen. Go and eat."

Xia Luochen choked back what he had not finished, because he noticed that Su Qing's eyes were filled with mist, and then quickly slipped from the corners of her eyes.

The aunt glanced at her and then laughed.

Su Qing felt the movement around her, and she didn't know how to describe her feelings.

But now she was in the old house, and there was Mr. Xia here, so she had to pay attention to her image.

"Unless you die!"

"Is that a nightmare?"

Xia Luochen still looked at her, with a magnanimous and indifferent expression, "I have never asked about your affairs, nor have you told me about your past, so you shouldn't ask about my past either."

The young man chuckled, extremely sarcastic, and the boy finally saw the look in his eyes, which was filled with disgust and hatred. The young man raised his leg and kicked him back.

After entering the kitchen, Su Qing saw hot millet porridge and two small steamed buns. Her aunt was busy on the stove when she noticed him coming in and smiled at her.

She just wanted to know more about him.

Su Qing couldn't understand what Xia Luochen meant, so she rejected her while being nice to her.

Xia Luochen looked at the top of her hair, her eyes full of complexity and contradiction.

The aunt turned her back and fiddled with the things in the pot, "Madam, please eat whatever you want. Lunch will be served in a while, and I have cooked a lot of dishes you like."

"Thank you, Auntie." Su Qing took the millet porridge and drank it before going out.

After finishing lunch, Si Lan called over. "You should prepare this afternoon. The crew of "The Phoenix Is Above" wants you and Mu Yang to record a MV."

"Huh?" Su Qing was a little confused.

(End of chapter)