Early the next morning, Ji Fengying came to look for her, when she was lying under the cherry blossom tree reading a book. He stood without saying a word for a long time, and the cherry blossoms fell on him. Ji Yuedu's book also stopped on the same page for a long time, and time seemed to stand still.

After a long time, Ji Yuedu's hands and feet were stiff and numb, and Ji Fengying slowly spoke, "Yue'er, don't you fight with An Ge?" ”。

Yue'er? What a familiar name, but it is obviously such a gentle voice, but why do you say such cruel words.

Ji Fengying, do you know that I want to win the championship because I want to ask for that flame flower.

You know, that could save my brother.

You know, I only have my brother.

And Ji Ange, there is everything.

But after all, she still didn't ask, only said, "Brother Fengying, make me red bean cake again, okay?" ”。

With a bright smile like when he was a child, he called him Brother Fengying like he was a child, instead of the cold son. Ji Fengying wanted to hug her into her arms at the moment, but the outstretched hand stopped on her head and said hello.

Ji Yue leaned on the door frame, watching the majestic figure in the kitchen busy in an orderly manner, gradually overlapping with the unsmiling young man in white in her memory. At that time, she loved to eat, so he silently made it for her with his brother in different ways, but after making so much, in the end all she could eat was red bean cake. At that time, she also laughed at them for being stupid and not as clever as her mother, and her brother would make a gesture to throw away the red bean cake in his hand when he heard it, but he only frowned. Every time Ji Ange saw him, he would cry and coquettish with him, saying that he ate inside and out. At that time, they all thought that they could live like that for a lifetime, who would have expected today.

Ji Fengying handed her the finished red bean cake, and stood aside with a cup of tea intimately, watching her eat it with anxiety and anticipation as when she was a child.

The taste is still the same, but for some reason the more she chews, the more bitter it becomes, she eats very slowly, Ji Fengying waits, watching her eat piece by piece, handing her tea from time to time, everything seems to have returned to before.

Ji Yueduan smiled and handed the empty plate to Ji Fengying, and his voice was ethereal as if it came from ancient times, "Shizi, this matter should be answered by Yue Dusk."

It's a cold and cold prince again, Ji Fengying's eyebrows and eyes are full of anger, but in the end he still held back and didn't question her, just said, "Yue'er, the flame flower is just a legend, it doesn't have to be ......."

"Don't call me Yue'er again in the future," Ji Yueduan didn't shout at him hysterically, didn't reason with him, and didn't even have an up-and-down tone.

Ji Fengying took a deep look at Ji Yuedu, he could feel the trembling of her body, but after all, he left blindly.

Ji Yueduan waited for him to go away before curling up her body, she was very uncomfortable, she wanted to cry, but she couldn't shed tears. But her heart was torn and painful, and she had to bite her arm so that her heart would not tear and she couldn't breathe.

"Miss", seeing the blood stains on the ground, Qiong Ying threw down the fruit plate in a panic and ran over.

She shouted a few times, Ji Yuedui was stunned, her dull gaze was like a doll that had been drained of all her essence, Qiong Ying was so frightened that she could only cry helplessly, begging, "Miss, let go, please, let go."

In the end, Bi Xuan knocked the young lady unconscious, changed her clothes, and found a doctor to treat her wounds.

Ji Fengying heard that the first thing Ji Yueduan did when she woke up was to cut down all the hibiscus flowers in the courtyard, which was a birthday gift he gave her at the age of twelve, and she cut it mercilessly, it seemed that he really disappointed her, so she made up her mind to break with him.

"Shizi", seeing Ji Fengying holding his chest and panting, Uncle Qin hurriedly ran over to help him, but was stopped by Ji Fengying.

"Uncle Qin, how long is it left", Ji Fengying seemed to be in great pain, and his voice was extremely soft.

"There are still two years, three months, and eight days, and the leader of the group will be in time."

"Backup gift", after swallowing the pill handed over by Uncle Qin, Ji Fengying's expression was much better, and he no longer covered his chest.

"Isn't it a little early", Uncle Qin looked at Ji Fengying with some confusion.

"It's not early, I didn't give Ange what he wanted since he was a child, let alone such a big thing as Ji Xuan", after speaking, he waved his hand and asked Uncle Qin to go down.

After Uncle Qin left, there was another person in the room wearing a night robe and a masked face, his voice was very soft, if he was outside the door, he would definitely not be able to hear it, "Shizi, I am sure that the flame flower is in the palace, it seems to be in the imperial concubine of the Phantom Sakura Palace."

"It seems? That's how you do things."

"Jinyi is not doing well, please punish the prince."

"Old rules, go down".

The candle flickered, and Ji Fengying was left alone in the room, he took out the red bean cake he made in the morning from his sleeve, and looked at it for a long time before slowly putting it in his mouth, the taste did not change but it was a little rancid, but he still finished eating it with a look of enjoyment.

I still remember that when I was a child, Yue'er's mouth was very mouthful, and Ji Fu didn't know how many cooks she had changed, and I didn't know how she could eat what they made. The meat is always fishy and woody, the dishes are either salty or sour, and the only red bean cake that can be eaten is also greasy and panicked. Even Yuesheng didn't know, in fact, he would taste it every time. But she and An Ge can always eat to their heart's content.

Ji Fengying looked out the window, the moonlight was not very bright, but he could barely see the shadows of the trees shaking. He silently asked himself in his heart, on the night of the next moon, if all of them could escape from the darkness, and he and his moon could also go back to the past.