"Ah, sure enough...... Get too close to her and it won't end well. This is Jiang Zili's nth summary.

But even so, he knew that there would always be a next time, and he couldn't help but get closer.

Ji Tianyou withdrew the punch that hurt him, turned over triumphantly, and wanted to continue to teach the thief who broke into her house at night, but as soon as he stood on the ground, he suddenly felt cold, and looked down, Mom, why did you run out with only a belly pocket?

Stunned and shocked, Ji Tianyou screamed.

Xiaolian stayed outside the door, knowing that the fifth aunt had woken up, but the second master had not allowed them to enter so far, so she could only lie on her stomach and look in secretly. Why is it too dark in the house, and only the bright moonlight can be seen.

Jiang Zili was angry and anxious, he came up and wanted Ji Tianyou to hurry back to the quilt, but he was too close and was afraid that she would do something more excessive, so he thought about it and took the quilt and was still on her far away.

Ji Tianyou wrapped the quilt and shrunk to the corner of the bed, she looked at Jiang Zili in surprise, and inexplicably relieved, and only asked after a while: "Why are you here?" ”

Jiang Zili rubbed his eyes and said pitifully: "It's really kind and not reciprocated, I saved each other with my body, and I almost took my life." ”

Ji Tianyou was even more anxious: "You make it clear, what does it mean to save each other?" She tried to think about it, and when she went home and lay on the bed, she felt cold, and when she woke up, she was like this, and there was still a most unsuitable person in the room, "What about Xiaolian, where did she go?" ”

Jiang Zili comforted: "Guarding outside the door, look at what scares you, can I eat you?" Looking at Ji Tianyou's murderous eyes, he softened his tone and said, "Since you woke up, I was relieved and left." ”

Waving his hand and about to leave, he thought of something, turned his head and asked, "How did you know Sister Lan Ling?" ”

Being asked so suddenly, Ji Tianyou was a little flustered, and he definitely couldn't let him know that he had Jiang Yihan's notepad, so he had to say perfunctorily: "That day, my fourth aunt and I got up too early in the morning, didn't we meet you to worship her?" ”

"Oh, I think so." Jiang Zili nodded, he still thought that the people in this mansion would never know Lan Ling again, even if their fate was closely linked to this woman.

"That ......," Ji Tianyou suddenly shouted, "can you tell me about her?" He blurted out so recklessly, without thinking about the consequences. The dream was so real, she had to figure it out.

Jiang Zili thought for a moment and said with a smile: "When you are well, go find me, and I will tell you." He said playful words in a provocative tone, but Ji Tianyou didn't see the expectation in those gentle eyes.

Jiang Zi left, and Xiaolian was immediately let in. But she didn't mention anything, after all, Ji Tianyou is now recuperating with peace of mind.

When I got up the next day, the sun was already shining, and the melted snow was ticking and hitting the stone slab, Xiaolian didn't know what to do, Ji Tianyou got out of bed alone to find water to drink, and the sunlight shining in through the glass filled the room, and it was peaceful.

She suddenly remembered a sentence in the notepad, "I categorically don't call Lan Ling my sister, she is the one who needs to be protected." ”

Ji Tianyou held the water cup and smiled stupidly, she remembered Lan Ling's smile, and she also understood how Jiang Yihan, who had never met, was fascinated.

Other people's love has nothing to do with her, but she looks at it with joy and is eager to know more. Dragging the sick body that was much lighter, I found a well-hidden notepad. Pick up a letter and read it again.

Jiang Yihan:

There are a lot of things I want to say, but I don't know if I have a chance to say them.

Yesterday, for the first time, I really realized that we were not doing the right thing. The sudden embarrassment, and the imaginary panic, neither of them is what I want to face.

These days, you have also seen the madness of my scoundrel, and no longer ask you if you are annoying, I only say what I think, and missing someone like this makes me nervous and excited like never before. You may laugh at me for being boring, and I'll admit it, but I've always been bored, so why wasn't that before? Please consider this as well.

These thoughts are the accumulation of many years of suppression in my heart, I never dare to face up to whether it is love or love, I only know that I am willing to be close to you and get along with you, even if you are as boring and silent as most people. But it feels like no one can replace it.

I have asked you over and over again what I am to you.

Know the answer I want to hear? It's not your succinct generalization, it's the essence of the blood, although you're right.

What I want to hear is that over the years, you have not been able to let go of me, even a little bit. Let me know that all these years of suffering and unwillingness are not my wishful thinking.

What more can I say? What is lost is lost.

This compensation, mixed with regret and unwillingness, is exceptionally sweet, but it is not right after all.

I told you how much I was afraid of self-despise, but I didn't say it, and I was afraid that I would despise you. Since they have lived in each other's hearts for so many years, it is much better to say it, breathe, and let them continue to live.

Some things, when done, will inevitably hurt the innocent.

You said, I owe you a hug, I used to think I could have more, but now, I realize, it's impossible. I've made a million resolutions to cut ties with you, or at least go back to normal, but, you know, I can't. Just like this time, I said these words by myself, and I made a lot of determination, but I still know that if you say gentle words again, all decisions will fall short.

So, I beg you, don't say this to me again.

It's like that time many years ago, so you coldly rejected me.

Time can't go back, and we can't go back, at least let this friendship go back.

In the face of reality, I chose to let go, I didn't have the courage to resist, I didn't even want to struggle. I chose to surrender without a teacher, but I hope it doesn't seem to you that I love you enough or am selfish. The only sanity and kindness I have left is to allow me to do this.

At this point in this life, I and you, one and two wide, each life is happy, sad and bitter, each weighs its own weight.

I love you and that's all I can do.

Farewell.

The blue spirit who has made up his mind

The cold winter of the first year of the Republic of China

This is a letter that Ji Tianyou picked up casually, and I have to say that Lan Ling's words are very delicate, and it is a pleasure to read them neatly.

But Ji Tianyou flipped through the other remaining letters and found a problem, starting from this letter, the future titles have become Yihan's brother, and the previous ones all called him Jiang Yihan. Brother, it sounds a lot kinder, but it is also a lot more unfamiliar, it is a deliberate estrangement, and the line is drawn with a title.

Ji Tianyou closed her eyes and sorted out her emotions, she was thinking about what a twists and turns this is a tactful story, childhood sweetheart, it should be logical, but she missed it for no reason, to marry someone else to know his mind, close contact for a long time, sweetness and guilt entangled, suddenly woke up, one withdrew, free and easy, one was obsessed and fell into the abyss.

"I admit what I missed, and this time, I will never let go." On the back of the letter, these words are vigorously engraved.

Ji Tianyou read it, and his eyes blurred inexplicably. (To be continued.) )