An Qiuji... Qi Jin muttered the name and fell to his knees on the stairs.

"Can you leave me alone?" she asked Xi behind her.

......

If you say, Fan Jiuyan is the guy she wants to entrust for life and like at a glance.

The autumn trail of Na'an is like a dream.

Dreams are untouchable beauty.

He had taken sleeping pills for fear of not being awake and taking advantage of her, and he had been afraid that she would be alone and afraid to stay outside her door.

He has a bowl of noodles and can divide most of her in half.

He can laugh and apologize after being teased by a prank.

It's like he has the power of magic, and he easily knows what the other person is thinking.

Because he's meticulous enough, he's meticulous enough... Be considerate of others.

He knew that his sister could only make clear soup noodles, and he had always developed the habit of drinking clear soup noodles all his life.

Never change.

The first time she saw An Qiuji, she still remembered that she had a quarrel with the little leader and ran out, and her foot, which was not wearing shoes, was worn out.

I wanted to bandage it myself, but it was caught by his eyes, and he was still a princess hugging her, gently helping her to treat her wounds.

Sometimes the little chieftain often had breakfast with him.

Now, this gentle guy always has a good sense of time.

Every time, he wore a simple shirt or a knitted sweater, and when he entered the college, he wore a white coat, and when a student entered the infirmary, he wore glasses.

He wanted to get a doctorate in medicine, although he never said it, but she had seen him in his hands, and she couldn't do without that medical book.

He is just an older brother, but he still bears the obligations of his parents.

During the period when she was the principal, she listened to the teachers talk about how good an young teacher An Qiuji was, but she also heard everyone say how difficult it was for him.

She still remembers that she used to tease him and put finding a girlfriend on the agenda.

She also remembered that she had said that Mr. An's girlfriend would be very happy.

It seemed that An Yimeng was in front of her, asleep and fragrant, An Qiuji kicked her stool and made everyone laugh, at that moment, it was like yesterday...

He also said, I heard everyone talking about the principal, do you still think she can't hear it?

With a soft and soft tone, even if he speaks, even if he is accusatory, there is no trace of blame.

He has a very light injection, and if he is a girl, he will pick a thinner needle.

Every time, the infirmary's water cup was filled with water.

And the cup of water handed to her was never hot or cold.

She remembered that he had seen her through like this, knowing that her heart was full of Fanjiuyan, and he silently stood at a distance to watch her.

......

"Eight out of ten minutes you think about him. ”

"I don't just think of you as a friend, when you find out, just think about me in two minutes. ”

"I'm waiting for you, willingly liking me. ”

"Allow me, to be your fall. ”

......

Ann Autumn Traces, Autumn Traces, Autumn Traces...

Her hand trembled and grasped the staircase, tightened, clenched, as if it was the only unflustered support in her heart.

In the future, no one will gently and sincerely call her "Principal".

After that, her four seasons, there is no autumn.

She may no longer understand the cool, mild, and unarrogant season.

In this life, she met Fan Jiuyan, but she owed An Qiuji.

At this time, An Qiuji must have to deny it softly, his voice was so soft, like a feather, like a silent leaf.

"It's a habit, not a debt. ”

He chose to look at her from afar, to see her happy, to hear the little chief swear that they would be happy, and he would have a great life as if he had a great fulfillment.

I like it, it's quiet, I don't get caught off, I don't show off, I don't startle snakes...

She didn't know that there was neat handwriting on a certain page of that medical book—

"Like, it's seeing her in my eyes, not just what I do with her. ”

She didn't see it, so she wouldn't know.

I took out my phone and swiped my wet fingers many times before I clicked on the address book...

She dialed Zhu Chaoran's number.

Fortunately, there was still a moment of kung fu handed to Fan Jiuyan, and she tried her best to hold back her crying.

"Qi'er," said Fanjiuyan's voice over there, "what's wrong?"

The tears that were originally restrained were crushed by the sentence "What's wrong", and her tears broke the embankment again, like the snow collapsing on a snowy peak...

“......”

Hearing that she kept crying, Fan Jiuyan frowned distressedly.

"Don't cry. He reassured, "Is something going on?"

“......”

"It's going to be solved, pray that you don't cry, don't cry. ”

Fan Jiuyan coaxed her softly, and panic appeared in her dark blue eyes.

"Ann... Ann..."

Her throat choked, she kept sobbing, and she couldn't speak.

"An An?"

Fan Jiuyan tried hard to distinguish it, her nasal voice and crying voice were too heavy.

"Ann... He... Again, never again..."

......

She said intermittently, but she didn't expect these words to make her speak for nearly ten minutes.

......

"Anymore... Nope?"

Fan Jiuyan's face sank, and he didn't mean anything anymore...

"Yes," Qi Jin choked, she trembled, and finally stopped shedding tears.

"Never again. ”

......

Never to be seen again.

He understood...

Fan Jiuyan's dark blue eyes were full of astonishment, and his hand holding the mobile phone trembled slightly.

The heat that floated on his eye sockets suffocated him, and the heat seemed to cover his cold blue eyes with a layer of mist, and he couldn't get rid of it.

"......" Fan Jiuyan supported his forehead with his hand, and his eyelashes were shaking.

"Chief...?"

A light call, but Fan Jiuyan was crazy.

"Get out... Get out of here!"

With a shout of rage, the vampires retreated en masse, leaving the small area for him.

......

The jungle finally heard the roar of the little leader, and it was heartbreaking...

A fist slammed into the tree, and the scattered leaves slowly drifted to his shoulder, and he couldn't feel the pain in the wisps of blood on the back of his hand.

Ten years ago, he took the boy who was a little taller than him.

The boy also had two black-and-white photographs in his hand, with his sister in his arms.

Fan Jiuyan did not say that he was avenging his parents, seeing that the young man's eyes were clean and pure, the word revenge was not suitable for him.

......

"Will the world get better?" he asked Fan Jiuyan.

Fan Jiuyan acquiesced, and it will definitely be.

It was decided to make the murder of their parents pay for it with blood.

And every time the boy would whisper, "It's better to hope that there will be no more casualties in this world." ”

......

No more casualties have not been done.

But there is no more of you.

...

"Why did you leave with me with your sister ten years ago?" Fan Jiuyan asked him.

"Probably... I can't afford to mess with it, haha, it's a joke. Feel like you're the one who can change the world. ”

"Oh. Fan Jiuyan raised his eyebrows.

"And what about you, why did you take my sister and me and come here?"

When he once asked, Fan Jiuyan didn't answer seriously.

This guy is a high-achieving student with a high level of learning understanding, but he doesn't understand this question.

......

"I want to be friends and brothers with you, stupid. ”