JAC Yi stuck to her for more than half a month, and was finally driven to Singapore by the exam.

Mingsheng let out a sigh of relief. As a result, he was gone for two days, and his ears were clean for two days, and she was not used to it.

I haven't had much work lately, so Mingsheng finished the daily shooting of "COSUTME", came back and took a hot shower, wiped his hair and sat at his desk.

She met Gu Qianyue again in the company today. and Jiang Huaiyi are two very different temperaments, but after a closer look, I feel that the skin of the two is indeed like Xiao - this is the conclusion that she came to after looking at Jiang Huaiyi's temperament for a long time, so that sometimes people can't distinguish his facial features.

Driven by an unadmittedly longing, she pulled out the box at the bottom of the bookcase.

The letters are already familiar to me. But she deliberately pulled out a few of them and reviewed them carefully.

It was more than ten years ago in early June, Jiang Shaonian wrote to his aunt about his youngest son's birthday party, and he was also a very gentle person from the handwriting, writing: "...... Seeing Huaiyi happy, I also seem to be at ease......"

“…… The siblings get along very well, and you might be happy to see them......"

“…… I know you don't want to wronged anyone. Since things are already like this, I will treat Huaiyi well, which can be regarded as some amends......"

He is written with very indirect words, but behind it is a questionable truth.

Mingsheng hoped to find more clues, so he flipped through the envelopes one by one, until late at night, when there were two knocks outside the door.

In the middle of the night, she was a little more vigilant when she went to open the door.

The distorted portrait reflected in the cat's eyes was actually Jiang Huaiyi.

As soon as he opened the door, he collapsed on top of her like a bone. Ming Sheng subconsciously caught him and asked, "Didn't you mean that the genius came back?" ”

"Rebooked." He hugged her like a bear, hugged her full, and rubbed her smooth cheeks contentedly, "The exam will be over in the afternoon." You didn't go, what am I doing there alone? ”

Mingsheng: "How did you do in the exam?" ”

"Don't ask me that kind of question." He straightened up and looked at her with a frown.

But this look at her seemed to be enough to make him happy again, and he hugged him again, and said, "I'm tired to death." I really want to see you, and I'm rushing back all the time. ”

Mingsheng had just taken a bath, and he could clearly feel the stickiness on his skin on the hot summer night, and he quietly pulled out: "Take a bath?" ”

He was a little dissatisfied, but did crave a hot bath and obediently walked inside.

There was also a bouquet of flowers he gave her before leaving the country. He is very devoted to certain things, and after giving a champagne rose once, he feels that such things are given a symbolic meaning, and he gives them all over again.

The flowers have not yet been grateful, and they are kept in a transparent vase in a good manner. He sniffed it and was in a good mood.

Mingsheng went to take in the duffel bag he had forgotten outside the door, and rummaged through it to change his clothes.

Jiang Huaiyi took her hand and didn't let her work, in order to meet her lowered gaze, he simply lay down and looked for her eyes: "Why don't you ask me, do you miss you, did you hook up with Po Mei......"

In fact, he had already answered.

Mingsheng waited noncommittally until he asked and answered himself.

Jiang Huaiyi stood up and whispered in her ear, "I want to die...... Not a single woman looked at it. It's all you dreaming about. ”

The exuberant, emotional breath of the young boy sprayed in her ears, roasting her skin and bones.

The light in the living room short-circuited, flickered twice, and suddenly went out.

He looked up, "What's going on?" ”

In the moonlight, this face that has not been seen for two days seems to be even clearer and more moving.

Mingsheng urged him: "You go into the bedroom and wait for a while." I'll help you put the water out. ”

She turned and went into the bathroom to heat the water. The shower facilities here are very simple, she is worried that he will not be used to it, so she holds a towel and plans to go out to say a few words, but she finds Jiang Huaiyi sitting at her desk, turning over something.

It was rare for her to be so impulsive that she didn't even bother to stain the towel and rushed over to hold down the letters.

Luckily, he only seemed to read something from the messy and scattered words, and when he looked up, it was just a fleshy nickname, and his expression didn't look like he had seen the inscription.

Jiang Huaiyi sneered: "If you don't look at it, you won't look at it, what are you nervous about." ”

Even so, his curiosity was revealed, and he looked at her suspiciously: "So many, it's not a love letter to anyone, right?" ”

I want to thank that there are enough of these letters, most of them are conveying feelings, and the content is ethereal, and it can only be seen that they are love letters.

Mingsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and there was already a cold sweat behind him.

She finished receiving the letter and said in a calm tone: "It's a love letter." ”

Jiang Huaiyi's eyebrows moved, as if to excuse her, and said, "Oh, someone else wrote it for you? ”

Mingsheng said in a self-deprecating tone: "How can anyone write such a thing for me." ”

Jiang Huai smiled: "Oh, no one? ”

Suddenly, he put his arms around her waist again, resting his chin against her lower abdomen, and looked up affectionately. The night made her seem more gentle, and he took advantage of this moment to ask a question that he had never dared to pursue: "How many am I?" ”

"What's the first?"

"Don't play dumb." He pouted, "I wouldn't be angry if you said it anyway." I don't care about that. ”

As he said the last sentence, he looked away.

In fact, there are some things that Lu Yuan still cares about. It is intertwined with some of the previous scenes, elicit many unpleasant associations.

Mingsheng said that when she first stepped into society, she was very imprudent about the identity of a couple. A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, forced by life to face the whole life, how clever can she be? There are many people chasing her, and she almost does not refuse anyone who has a warmer attitude and more clever means.

Between the ages of sixteen and eighteen, the best time for a girl should be to start a first love. But her first love is so dusty, frivolous and not solemnly delivered. I can't say how much I like it, and it's not that I don't like it. This kind of relationship is like a cloud of smoke and then blows away, one after another, with an average face, and in the end, I can't remember my ex and my ex's appearance very well.

So her reputation in the photography industry is not good.

Lu Yuan also coveted her, and moved his hands and feet when taking pictures. She wasn't as tough as she is now, she just silently avoided this person.

And many more others, in her foolish years, were short-lived at the age of seventeen, when she was in a hurry.

Mingsheng smiled and said, "I haven't counted." ”

"Haven't counted or can't count?" He's a bit unrelenting today.

"Count." Mingsheng dragged his arm holding her back from behind him and said, "You can count it with one hand." ”

That's fine. After all, he's a man who can't be counted on one hand......

Jiang Huaiyi got up and kissed her on the forehead, and happily went to take a bath.

Before he could finish washing, she was tired and fell asleep.

When she fell asleep, she was facing the sky, without applying fat powder, and her facial features were unguarded, and she no longer had edges and corners. The moonlight on a summer night seemed to have a temperature, and she exposed half of her body in her sleep, as if she had dreamed something, frowning, curled up into a shrimp in the heat. Jiang Huaiyi carefully picked up the blanket she had slipped and covered her for her.

This action actually made him a little ashamed.

He had never taken care of anyone, and his movements were light and clumsy, so he covered her with a blanket and quietly exited the room. The door was locked, and the soft sound made him panic, only the silence that followed finally let his heart go.

The phone lit up, and Zhou Jun asked him if he had arrived and if he wanted to answer it.

Jiang Huaiyi slept on the sofa in Mingsheng's house, caressing the indentation of the ring on his ring finger with satisfaction, and replied to him: "No need." I haven't been back for two days. ”