When I was about to leave work that evening, the director of the station came to the reporter's office to inform him about something, which caused the time for leaving get off work to be nearly half an hour later than usual.

After the director left, Song Qingchun first went to the bathroom. When he came out, the people in the whole office had gone away, and only the cleaner was cleaning.

Song Qingchun packed his things and took the elevator downstairs. In the lobby on the first floor, the two receptionists had already left work, leaving only one security guard on duty at the gate.

After coming out of the revolving door, the cold wind rushed in front of him, Song Qingchun hurriedly turned around, pulled up the coat zipper, pulled out the scarf from the bag and wrapped it tightly, then when he was about to wear a hat, he heard a familiar voice from behind: "Song Song."

Song Qingchun paused, turned around, and saw that the car south of Qin was parked on the side of the road directly under the steps. He was sitting on the driver's seat, his body leaning, his head barely protruding out of the co-pilot window, and a smile on his face : "Off work?"

Song Qingchun didn't speak, put on her hat first, and then walked slowly down the steps, then stopped at a distance of about one meter from the car south of Qin, and shouted: "Yan brother."

Qin Yinan smiled again. He opened the lock and pointed to the door of the rear seat: "It's cold outside. Would you like to sit up for a while?"

Song Qingqing shook his head, and before he returned to the south of Qin, Tang Nuan's voice came from the side: "Enan, please help me get it, it's a bit hot..."

Song Qingchun nodded his head when he heard the sound, and saw Tang Nuan holding a cup of coffee in one hand, and walked down the steps at the entrance of the cafe not far away.

"Song Song, sorry, wait a moment." Qin Yinan handed Song Qingqing an apologetic smile, pushed open the driver's door, got out of the car, walked over to Tang Nuan, and then reached out for a cup of coffee, naturally She took her hand intimately and walked towards the car.

Parked in front of the car, Qin Yinan handed the cup of coffee in his hand to Song Qingqing without thinking, "Song Song, drink warm and warm."

I have already seen Tang Qingnian of Song Qingchun. He took another cup of coffee in his hands and took a slow sip before he greeted Song Qingqing with a smile: "Youth."

Song Qingchun glanced at Tang Nuan, did not answer, but shook his head at the cup of coffee handed over from Qin Yinan, and found an excuse to politely refuse: "Thank Yinan brother, no, my stomach is a little bit Not very comfortable."

Tang Nuan stood aside calmly, and when she heard Song Qingchun's answer, she glanced at her with a smile, as if she had already expected Song Qingnian to refuse.

Qin Yinan frowned slightly when he heard Song Qingchun's words: "Is the stomach uncomfortable? Are you sick? Have you seen a doctor?"

Thinking that he had the upper hand, Tang Nuan, who was lazy to sip his coffee, heard three questions of concern south of Qin, his eyes paused a little, and his expression climbed up with a hint of unpleasant displeasure.

Qin Yinan is the same as before. Whenever she feels a little uncomfortable, she always has such a nervous look. In the past, when she saw his expression, her heart was always warm, but now, she finds herself The bottom of my heart was surprisingly calm.

Song Qingchun twitched her lips slightly and warmly replied: "I'm fine, just a little hungry."

Qin Yinan loosened a little, then glanced at the coffee shop behind him and said, "Wait a moment, I'll buy you something to eat."