Open the photo album, the girl with pigtails in the photo is not who else she can have!

The cold little boy next to her was ...... Leng Ziyu!

Qi Jie looked at Leng Ziyu in surprise, and then remembered: "You, you are...... Brother Ziyu. ”

The same name, how could she forget.

Regarding the previous memories, Qi Jie was reluctant to recall them, and buried everything in the depths of her heart, thinking that in this way she could act as if nothing had happened. Her father's company went bankrupt, and the father who loved her the most committed suicide by jumping off the building.

Her father left her a private inheritance, but she didn't expect that the inheritance was swept away by her mother, and her mother took her out of City C and disappeared......

She didn't even know how she survived in the first place, that memory was too cruel. If she hadn't met her current adoptive father, Qi Yunting, she might have died a long time ago.

Qi Jie slowly closed the album in her hand and returned the album to him: "I didn't expect it...... You still remember me, Brother Ziyu. ”

Brother Ziyu, a familiar name, is a little awkward to call it now.

Qi Jie told him what happened twenty years ago from beginning to end, from when she was adopted by her adoptive father and returned to City C. Step by step, I have grown to where I am today.

"I'm sorry......" Leng Ziyu suddenly spoke, looking at her with a little guilt in her eyes: "If I accompanied you to the hospital in that summer camp, I wouldn't have ......"

I won't lose her!

"It's okay, it's all over." Qi Jie smiled indifferently and stared at his eyes tightly. He is still as handsome as when he was a child!

"You don't have to say I'm sorry, after all, we are classmates at most, and you are not obligated to ...... me"

"Enough!" Leng Ziyu interrupted her coldly, obviously a little displeased. Did she mean to push him away?

Qi Jie didn't understand why he was suddenly angry, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Leng, ...... you?"

"Do you have to be so angry?" Leng Ziyu stood up suddenly, didn't look at her, and left directly: "Rest early."

Qi Jie saw that he was in a bad mood, and she was also very confused. I lay in bed for several hours and didn't feel sleepy at all.

"Buckle, button—" The door was suddenly slammed.

"Doctor Qi, have you slept?" Mo Qingcheng gently pushed open the door and walked in with a glass of warm milk, she knew that Qi Jie had not slept.

Mo Qingcheng's room was next to Qi Jie, and she heard the conversation she had just had with Leng Ziyu. At the critical moment, you have to rely on her as a god to assist.

"Second Miss, is there something wrong?" Qi Jie got off the bed and quickly stood up.

"My brother doesn't seem to be in a good mood, and the lights in the room are on now." Mo Qingcheng stuffed the milk cup into her hand, pushed her out of the room, and said in a low voice, "You go and see my brother."

Qi Jie hesitated, just had something to say to him clearly, and looked back at Mo Chengcheng: "Then I ......"

"Okay, okay, don't get tangled, let's go." Mo Chengcheng suddenly pushed her forward hard, slamming into the door panel, and making a loud noise.

Mo Qingcheng smiled triumphantly and hurriedly slipped away.

The door was pulled open by him from the inside, and Leng Ziyu looked at her expressionlessly: "Something?"

"Well, that ......" Qi Jie looked down at the ground, not daring to look him in the eyes, thinking about where to speak.

Qi Jie suddenly raised the cup in her hand and handed the milk to him: "Drink a glass of milk to help you sleep."

Leng Ziyu took the milk in her hand, drank it all, and returned the cup to her to close the door.

"Wait—"