Luan Qiaoqing took another bottle of water and pointed at Qin Lou, leaning on Song Shu's shoulder and eyes closed. "Since my sister had an accident a few years ago, he has been like this as soon as he entered the airport. It is probably a type of ptsd (post-traumatic stress disorder)."

Song Shu is dead.

Her mind was blank in the past few seconds.

Because she instantly understood the part of Luan Qiaoqing's words that Qin Lou said goodbye to her at the airport. On the day she left, she told him "Madman, don't be afraid", and then how did the madman answer?

He said, "As long as you are here, I'm not afraid of anything."

But when he came back, nothing was gone.

So the airport became the attack point of his ptsd, and it was a place where he would start to be uneasy, pale, and restless whenever he arrived.

"Assistant Qin?"

“——!”

Song Shu's fingertips shook and suddenly came to his senses. She knew that she had lost her composure in the past few seconds. Luan Qiaoqing's complex gaze was staring at her motionlessly, but those things could be pushed back and dealt with.

Song Shu took the water from Luan Qiaoqing's hand and held it with a smile, "I understand, thank you Minister Luan. I will pay attention later - you go back, I'll take care of you here."

Luan Qiaoqing wanted to ask something, but finally looked at the man with frowning eyebrows on Song Shu's shoulders with scruples, and turned around and left hesitantly.

When Luan Qiaoqing left, Song Shu turned his head and reached out to try Qin Lou's forehead worriedly.

The palm of your hand is a cool feeling.

Song Shu's fingers trembled again, and she tried her best to calm down her voice and laughed, "Qin Lou, why don't we go back? If you want to go out and relax, then we can change to some other place and don't have to take a plane."

The person leaning on her shoulder seemed to have fallen asleep and did not move for a long time. When Song Shu was so nervous that she could not help but do something, she heard the man in her ear saying in a low voice: "No."

"But you are in this state and you will have nearly ten hours of flight to-"

"...I'm fine." Qin Lou frowned, and there was no suppressed pain in his voice. He reached out to hug Song Shu, and made his knuckles turn white with force. "I just need to adapt."

Song Shu wanted to say something, but she also knew that as long as Qin Lou made up his mind, it would be difficult for her to convince him.

Especially when this person's condition is at this moment, she feels distressed even if he says one more word.

Song Shu could only suppress his anxiety and stretched out his hand to comfort Qin Lou, allowing him to lie on his side and lean into his arms.

"Then you have a good rest and don't think too much."

"hand……"

"What?"

"Your hand." Qin Lou groped slowly and held her hand, and the chill was felt from palm to knuckles to fingertips.

Luan Qiaoqing said that this was not accurate in ptsd, and there were other concurrent psychological symptoms. Because the hallucinations were a little serious, they almost brought him a physiological pain reaction - even every joint holding Song Shu's hand seemed to have a slight pain after moving.

But Qin Lou still gritted his teeth and carried it. He didn't even let Song Shu see it, let alone mention the medicine he brought. He just tried his best to hold her hand and slowly tied his fingers together.

Then hold it tightly.

Qin Lou held her hand into his arms - only in this way can he feel that she is truly by his side. Only in this way can he not float in the nightmare as helpless as rootless duckweed.

Holding Song Shu's hand, Qin Lou slowly closed his eyes. His breathing and emotions calmed down little by little...

One hour later, the plane entered a waiting state.

When Qin Lou and Song Shu walked to the boarding gate, there was already a long queue outside the boarding gate. There was no need to wait for business class privileges, and there was no need to queue. The tickets were checked in advance in the passage.

At this time, the ticket checking for economy class had not started. The flight attendant standing inside and outside the cabin door had a kind and gentle smile. The four of them sat in business class.

In terms of seat arrangement, Qin Lou and Song Shu were working side by side, Luan Qiaoqing and Chu Xiangbin were next to each other, with aisle and another pair of empty seats in the middle.

As soon as they sat down, a flight attendant came over and asked with a kind smile on their faces what they needed to drink.

Song Shu turned his head to look at Qin Lou beside him. After coming out of the lounge, he still held her hand tightly and never let go.

"Qinlou." Song Shu shouted softly.

The flight attendant asked worriedly: "Is this gentleman in good health?"

When Song Shu heard this, he looked back and smiled apologetically, "He... didn't have a good rest last night, so there is no need for a drink. Give me a hot towel."

"Okay, you wait."

Not long after, the flight attendant sent back the hot towel that Song Shu wanted. Song Shu unfolded the towel that was rolled into a small roll, turned sideways and took Qin Lou's hand. After so long, his hands were still cold, as if there was a chill from inside and out of his body.

Song Shu sighed silently, carefully and carefully covered the back of his hand with a hot towel, and gently pushed and rubbed it.

When the towel cooled down, Song Shu took it away, turned around and prepared to hand it to her side to pull it out to open the small table.

But without waiting for her hand to leave a few centimeters, Qin Lou, who had been motionless and let her toss, suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly reached out to grab her hand back.

"Don't leave." He spoke in a hoarse voice and pretended to be threatening.

Song Shu was stunned, and after coming back to his senses, he was amused and crying, "I won't leave, I just want to put this down."

“…that won’t work either.”

"Okay, then I won't let it go." Song Shu could only follow him.

Seeing Song Shu sitting back, Qin Lou's vigilance slowly relaxed, but he was still a little dissatisfied, "I want to rely on you."

Song Shu blinked, "It's really impossible."

Business class is a single-person space, with the armrests between the two so wide that they can be a small table - there is no room for people to lie horizontally, and they can't even pillow on their shoulders.

Qin Lou was calm and obviously discovered this.

Seeing him getting angry like a child, Song Shu had no choice but to laugh, "You can bear it and get off the plane, huh?"

Qin Lou shrank in his seat, held Song Shu's hand tightly, and closed his eyes without saying a word.

The eight-and-nine-hour journey is a long and unbearable.

The time zone of e Country happens to be eight or nine hours slower than that of the country. When the four people finally arrived, the time happened to be the same as when they took off - the sun was hiding behind the clouds outside the airport, and the sun was not strong, and it was indeed noon.

But physically speaking, after eight or nine hours of journey, it is almost normal to rest and sleep. In addition, it is exhausted all the way, and the body is even more tired.

Leaving from the exit port, Luan Qiaoqing rubbed her temples and muttered in a low voice as she walked: "I hate the jet lag the most."

It was probably because Qin Lou was about to leave the airport that he had some energy to regain his energy. At this time, he still had time to glance at Luan Qiaoqing, "Didn't you insist on following him?"

Luan Qiaoqing said nothing.

The company arranged two cars to pick up the four of them. This time, even Luan Qiaoqing was particularly conscious and got on the back with Chu Xiangbin, who had temporarily reached a friendly agreement.

But not long after she drove out, she found that something was wrong, "Why did we get a different relationship with them?"

There was an extra person in charge of the passenger seat in charge of the guide. At this time, he turned around with a smile on his face and looked at Luan Qiaoqing, "Minister Luan, Mr. Qin has instructions. He and Miss Qin have other arrangements this afternoon."

"What about us?"

"General Qin said that Minister Luan and Minister Chu can go back to the hotel to rest directly - there is still a lot of work to do in the next two weeks, and the time difference between the two must be reversed as soon as possible to avoid affecting their work."

“…………”

On another car.

Qin Lou finally lies on Song Shu's legs as he wished. He does not have to endure the torture of the hardness of the plane seats separated by apart, his expression reveals visible pleasure.

So although Song Shu was embarrassed by the eyes of the person who had first met today in the passenger seat from time to time through the rearview mirror, she still couldn't bear to refuse Qin Lou, and just pretended not to notice and turned around and stared outside the car.

After reading this for a while, Song Shu also found something was wrong.

She was silent for a few seconds and looked down at Qin Lou who was pillowing on her legs, "Aren't we going directly to the hotel?"

Qin Lou moved, "Let's go do one thing first, and then go to the hotel."

"If you have something to do, why not stay until tomorrow? You are in a bad state today, so you should go back to the hotel to rest first."

"Tomorrow? No." Qin Lou opened his eyes, opened the sound insulation board that could be lifted between the front and rear rows, and then sat up reluctantly.

Song Shu glanced at the soundproofing board and asked, "It's so urgent?"

"It's not urgent, but we're urgent." Qin Lou said, "The reason why I set my schedule so hasty is that I don't plan to give the senior management or others time to respond - they don't have time to set up control in a foreign country that is half a planet across the earth within two or three days, so they can't grasp our whereabouts within the first two or three days."

Song Shu's eyes slowly tightened, but his tone was helpless, "What the hell are you going to do, Qin Lou."

“…”

Qin Lou was silent for a long time and asked, "Do you still remember being in the hospital that day. I told you that I was checking the drunk driver's affairs during those days?"

Song Shu nodded, "Remember."

"I didn't lie to you about that matter, I did go and check it." Qin Lou said, "I have been checking the car accident since I returned to China because I think it happened too coincidental and could not have been an accident - the results found also proved my thoughts."

Qin Lou looked up at Song Shu.

Song Shu naturally knew what he was talking about, "That driver was the victim in the eag debt case."

"Yes, so he was maliciously retaliated. He deliberately caused a car accident even though he knew you were Bai Song's daughter." Qin Lou paused, "This is the result I found out at that time. I asked someone to give him a crime of intentional homicide, but he would not be executed, as that would be too cheap."

Song Shu felt nervous, "Qin Lou..."

"It's okay." Qin Lou let go of his unconscious fist and smiled, "It's over, you're back, it's nothing to me."

“…”

Song Shu looked at him worriedly.
To be continued...