It was close to half past eleven when Qianjiao returned to the old house, and the huge old mansion was brilliantly lit, adding a bit of warmth to the ink-splashed night.

Qianjiao dragged her tired body upstairs, and as soon as she entered the room, she kicked off the high heels on her feet and threw herself on the bed, not even bothering to move.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, her phone rang without warning.

The sound of the mobile phone was not loud, but in such a quiet atmosphere, it was particularly abrupt.

Qianjiao woke up with a spirit.

Reluctantly, I touched my phone and looked at it, and I suddenly ran away from sleep.

It's a WeChat message just sent by Jiang Yunli: [Haven't arrived home yet? 】

This message was preceded by two more messages, sent five minutes ago and ten minutes ago.

Ten minutes ago: [Tell me when you get home.] 】

Five minutes ago: [Are you home?] 】

Qianjiao stared at the message he sent, and the words he told her before getting out of the car involuntarily echoed in her ears.

When he first called her by name, she was still a little overwhelmed, and her first reaction was————Hey, this little kid has suddenly grown up or what's wrong?" From the beautiful sister to call her by her name?

But later, he said, don't treat him as a brother.

Became a younger brother?

It seems to be a little bit, after all, the age of the person is there, just an adult little fart, she is right, he is indeed as old as Qianfan, doesn't he himself call him sister?

But it seems that she doesn't completely treat him as a younger brother, she can't tell this feeling, she knows that he is much younger than herself, but when he ties her shirt, puts a band-aid on her, and ties her hair, her heartbeat always speeds up inexplicably.

Ah yes, come to think of it, his shirt is still on her.

I forgot to give it back to him.

Qianjiao unbuttoned her shirt, the sleeves of her shirt were crumpled because of the knot, she smoothed it with her hand a few times, and then folded it and put it aside.

She turned over and thoughtfully rubbed the little sheep doll hanging on the car keys, and next to the little sheep doll lay a cat ear headband and a box of band-aids, which were cartoon patterns of Jerry and Tom, which were particularly cute.

Since Jiang Yunli discovered her girlish heart, he has become unscrupulous, trying to overcome the wall she has built little by little, strong but gentle, delicate and intimate, like a warm spring that penetrates her heart little by little, her girlish heart.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong————"

The quiet mobile phone suddenly rang again, but this time it was not a WeChat message, but a WeChat call.

Qianjiao couldn't bear to touch her phone and saw that it was Jiang Yunli again.

Her fingers clicked on the edge of the phone for a while, and after hesitating for a few seconds, she still chose to answer.

"Hey."

"Are you home?" Jiang Yunli's voice was a little anxious.

Qianjiao said "um".

Jiang Yunli was obviously relieved, and his tone was still a little aggrieved and afraid: "Then why didn't you reply to my message?" I thought something had happened to you. ”

The worry in his tone was so strong that it was hard to ignore, and Qianjiao suddenly didn't know how to face it, and was silent.

Her silent attitude made Jiang Yunli silent for a moment, his voice was heavy and flat: "Sleep, good night." ”

With that, he hung up the phone.

Qianjiao drooped her eyelids, staring at the messages sent by Jiang Yunli before, a wave of irritability spread inexplicably, she was so annoyed that she had no clue, she couldn't find the reason, but it seemed that everything was the reason for her irritability, and her mood was complicated, and there was a feeling that she had never had, maybe this was the point of her irritability.

Qianjiao threw away the mobile phone and went to take a shower with a gloomy face.

A milky little fart child, who has no other skills, is annoying but has a batch of 6.

*

There were too many things in her mind last night, Qianjiao couldn't sleep over and over, and she had unprecedented insomnia for the first time.

Her face and spirit are not very good, looking at her dark circles, Qianjiao doesn't know how many times she misses when she was eighteen years old, when it was common to turn day and night upside down, but her face was still full of collagen.

Even though her stomach was full of emotions, she still didn't forget to take Jiang Yunli's coat downstairs and instructed Sister-in-law Zhang: "Sister-in-law Zhang, wash this dress and iron it again." ”

Sister-in-law Zhang glanced at the shirt, it was obviously a men's shirt, but she didn't dare to ask more, and agreed: "Okay." ”

After breakfast, I went to the company.

Because she is not in a state today, Qianjiao has more than enough energy to work, and she can't help but stare at the little sheep on the car key in a daze, strange, there were a lot of things in her mind last night, and now it is empty, her heart is very blocked, and she is unspeakably depressed.

Probably because, today is the Dragon Boat Festival, my mother's death day.

Qianjiao drove to the flower shop, and the restaurants and supermarkets on the road were labeled about zongzi, without exception.

It seems ironic that she is out of place for the holiday.

I went to the cemetery with Bai Ju in my arms.

"Mom, don't blame Qianfan, I asked him not to come, if he comes back, he won't go back, at least let him stay up until graduation, right? He misses you very much, and I took his share and came to see you together. ”

The biggest reason for letting Qianfan go abroad was to keep him away from this complicated and deformed home, away from He Mingyan and Qianrou, and it was enough to leave her alone to intrigue with them.

"But don't worry, I'll go see him in two days, with your share."

talked about Qianfan, and became a lot of nagging, because she knew that her mother remembered Qianfan until she died, and Qianfan was only 7 years old at that time.

The sky that had been gloomy and gloomy at this time was drifting with a light rain, and Qianjiao actually thought of Jiang Yunli at this time.

On the day they ate wonton stew, he stood under the eaves, looked at the rain curtain like a veil and said to her: "It's like this before and after the Dragon Boat Festival, and there is a lot of rain. ”

Qian Jiaowu smiled to herself, and really let him be right.

*

The Dragon Boat Festival is a sensitive day for Qianjiao, and the same is true for Jiang Yunli.

He knew that every year on this day she would go to visit her mother's grave, and then go to the square alone to sit in a daze.

In order to rush to the square today, Jiang Yunli even skipped class, but as soon as he got out of school, he ran back and brought the skateboard.

If he really met Qianjiao, what would he say? Could it be that he could still tell her that he was afraid that she would be upset, so he came to accompany her? She had already avoided him last night, and he couldn't behave openly now.

Pretending to be going to the square to skateboard, pretending to meet by chance.

On a rainy day, Jiang Yunli put on his sweatshirt and hat, skateboarded out of the campus, and stopped a taxi on the side of the road.

At this moment, a cold and pleasant voice came.

"Jiang Yunli."

The familiar voice made Jiang Yunli stunned for a second, and then turned his head sharply.

Qianjiao's car was parked not far from the school gate, and her hand reached out of the window and waved lazily at him.