Except for the episode of meeting fans in the hospital, Qin Lu and Liao Junchen didn't know what happened on the Internet, and the staff didn't tell them in detail.However, Liao Junchen's slightly tense brows finally relaxed again. On the way back to the training base when the two got into the car, the atmosphere finally stopped being as stagnant as when they came.
There are some traffic jams in the urban area at night. Inconspicuous black commercial vehicles are mixed in the slowly moving traffic. The street lights are already on. Huayan City is located in the north, and you can vaguely see the mountains in the distance.
Qin Lu looked out the window and noticed that there was a trace of fog on the window, the clouds gradually thickened, and the temperature dropped sharply.
There is no sign of the rain in summer. The showers come quickly and quickly. The small water marks quickly condense into water droplets and drip down quickly. The originally clear dim yellow street lights and the red brake lights at the rear of the car are like dizziness on rice paper. The ink stains became hazy.
The more the raindrops hit the roof of the car, the more it made a crackling sound, the quieter the car seemed to be. When I closed my eyes, I could smell a real moisture, and the roar of thunder occasionally sounded in my ears.
The front row and the rear row of the commercial vehicle are relatively far apart, and the staff who follow the driver are not familiar with it, so there is no communication throughout the whole process.
Qin Lu relaxed on the back of his chair and quietly looked at the dim light outside the window.
The staff looked at him from time to time through the rear-view mirror, guessing that Qin Lu was calm, but he was actually very angry when he encountered such a thing, right?
In fact, Qin Lu didn't think about any negative problems. When he was a little tired, he didn't think too much. Instead, he just freed his mind and thought about things that would make him relax to distract him. For example, this weather is very suitable for nesting. Sleep at home.
Thinking about it, most of the troublesome things are forgotten.
So when Liao Junchen asked him what he was thinking, Qin Lu subconsciously blurted out, "I want to sleep."
Liao Junchen: "…"
Qin Lu touched his nose a little embarrassedly, and explained a little: "Well, when it's raining outside, I usually want to sleep for a while, feel more comfortable?"
A smile flashed in Liao Junchen's eyes: "Well."
Others may think that Qin Lu has a big heart, but Liao Junchen doesn't think that today's events have not affected Qin Lu's mood at all. But he doesn't want to say, he won't ask. Liao Junchen paused and touched his pockets.
Qin Lu was startled when he saw the fruit candy being handed to him.
Liao Junchen said succinctly: "I gave it to the doctor before going on stage, and there is one left. Do you want to eat it?"
He glanced down and said, "It's not strawberry flavor."
Qin Lu took the candy, smiled, blinked and shook his head: "misunderstanding, I don't like strawberries very much, it's just that I'm not a picky eater."
The pineapple-flavored fruit candy began to melt. Qin Lu didn't usually eat candy, and the flavor of the edible essence was actually quite strong.
But he raised his hand and wiped the fog on the car window, and his mood was indeed better.
The driver started playing soft music, and after about a quarter of an hour, Liao Junchen found that Qin Lu was asleep.
He froze for a while, then smiled silently, and closed his eyes.
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