The door opens—

It's a small storage room, but a small one has a photo in the center, and the large frame takes up almost the entire room.

On it, Jiang Yihuai and Si Fang met for the first time in the bookstore, ambiguously approaching between the gaps in the bookshelves.

The photo, which was originally burned by Gu Wei's order, is appearing intact in the storage room of Jiang Yihuai's house.

The warm lights on the ceiling are projected on this photo, like a stage set deliberately made for it, which instantly awakens many dusty memories.

Si Fang, who just came to City A, still looks like she is not afraid of heaven and earth, and she is a little girl who always feels that she can have someone to bear whatever trouble she has, but now it is only three years later, but it is no longer a matter of things.

After a moment of distraction, Si Fang touched his head unnaturally and took his eyes off the photo, "This photo... Do you still have it? ”

Jiang Yihuai sat down on the chair by himself, looked at her and said, "At that time, my mother had to stay, and later, it has been placed in this room, and we are all used to it." ”

I'm used to the existence of the photo, and I'm even more accustomed to the person living in the past in the photo.

Si Fang seemed to be unwilling to stay in this room anymore, or maybe she didn't want to be so embarrassed now and share the stage with the past, she stepped back step by step, held the door frame with her hand, and said, "If you like the photo, it's good to stay." ”

"Also," she said and exited the room, "tomorrow you better have someone else to accompany you to Yunnan, I don't really want to...."

Before she finished speaking, before her retreating foot had fully landed, Jiang Yihuai stood up from the chair in the room, stepped towards her, grabbed her wrist, and stopped her from continuing to retreat.

The two of them just froze in place, and no one made any further movements.

"You—" Si Fang looked at someone who suddenly rushed to her in a daze, stammering and unable to utter a complete sentence.

Jiang Yihuai pulled her wrist with a strong hand, and her retreat was withdrawn, and she even took a few steps forward to get closer to him.

He said, "Don't go any further. ”

He said, "Don't reject me anymore. ”

His eyes were so serious that she indulged in just one look.

If someone can really pull her out of the abyss, she believes that this person will only be Jiang Yihuai.

It's the kind that comes out of nowhere, a very inexplicable sense of trust.

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German Hospitals –

Qin Xiaoran was half-lying on the sofa in the ward with a thin coat, his head resting on Lin Shu's shoulder with nowhere to be placed, and the book "Pride and Prejudice" that he had read many times in his hand was still in his hand.

Lin Shu looked at the meek man leaning on him, and smiled softly: "Why is the little princess so well-behaved today?" ”

"Lin Shu, I want to go back to China."

She was still in her original posture, but she spoke purposefully.

Lin Shu had already guessed that she was like this if she asked him, so he turned off the computer on his lap unexpectedly, turned his head to look at her, and said equally firmly: "No." ”

"Let's not say that your grandfather doesn't agree at all, and then talk about your disease, how can you do it if you don't treat it well in the hospital?"

Qin Xiaoran didn't speak, but his head quietly left his shoulder, and his body was a lot away from him, nesting in the corner of the sofa and continuing to read.

"Don't do that." Lin Shu hugged her with one hand, and said patiently, "If it really doesn't work, you can call that uncle Si Wei, anyway, the matter is also caused by him, you let him apologize and admit his mistake or something, your little sister's heart knot will be untidied unnaturally, so what kind of depression is not also a medicine to get rid of the disease?" ”

"Nope." Qin Xiaoran didn't hesitate and directly rejected his proposal, "That person Gu Wei is too rational, even if he reconciles this time, what can he do?" ”

"A self-righteous man like him,"