Bamboo horse is a small milk dog (8)

Shi Xia opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, only silently hugged him, closed his eyes and pondered.

After a while, Jiang Shi slowly spoke: "Sister, aren't you afraid that I will forget you?" ”

Hearing this, for some reason, Shi Xia's heart tightened, and he suddenly wanted to give up the idea of skipping the plot.

However, the longer he stays with him, the more he depends on her, and skipping the plot in the future will not hurt him more?

Thinking of this, she was ruthless and did not answer his words.

For a moment, the room was silent.

Jiang Shi, who was shrinking in the girl's arms, lowered his eyelashes, and his thick eyelashes slowly covered the gloom at the bottom of his eyes.

Sister, are you really afraid that I will forget you?

——

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a snow-white blank in front of me.

System 101 jumped out and shook the thinning hair on the top of his head, "Host, I'm about to skip the plot!" Unhappy? ”

“……”

Shi Xia sat in the void and did not speak.

The 101 system coughed a little embarrassedly and changed to a voice packet.

"Host, you're about to skip the plot and enter the plane, get ready!"

"One, two, three......"

——

"Natsu-chan, Natsu-chan? It's time to get home, it's time to get up. ”

There was a vague voice in his ears, Shi Xia opened his eyes with difficulty, and what came into his eyes was Shi Mu's gentle face, and when he saw her wake up, he hurriedly helped her up, and read it in his mouth.

"I haven't been back for a long time, I don't know what has become of here, by the way, your Uncle Jiang has been waiting for us at our house with Jiang Shi, you must say hello when you see Uncle Jiang, don't be rusty......"

Shi Mu kept talking, but Shi Xia only caught two words.

Jiang Shi.

Maybe in her world, it's just one night, but in this plane, eleven years have passed.

Jiang Shi skipped a grade because of his excellent grades and studied in the second year of high school with her.

In a trance, she was dragged back to Shi's house by Shi's mother.

There were already two people sitting in the living room on the first floor.

A pair of long legs were slightly exposed on the sofa, overlapping carelessly, and the person's white fingertips could be vaguely seen tapping on the edge of the sofa, the knuckles were slender and beautiful, and the snow-white shirt lined the wrist bones, just one hand was already amazing.

Father Jiang on the side saw that the two had returned to the room, and hurriedly greeted them excitedly.

"Oops! You're back! In the past ten years, there has been no news as soon as I left, and when I found the key you put under the carpet, I asked someone to come and clean it every day, and today I finally waited for you to come back! ”

Father Jiang was so excited that he was about to speak incoherently, stretched out his hand and pointed to the slender figure on the sofa, motioning for them to look over.

Shi's mother looked over, immediately covered her mouth and smiled: "In the past ten years, we have taken Xiao Xia to travel around the world, because we don't want to disturb others, we haven't told anyone, and thank you for cleaning our house so well, let's invite you to dinner another day!" ”

"No need to change the day! Just today! ”

Father Jiang looked expectant.

Don't blame him for being anxious, it's really his son for more than ten years......

Hell knows how happy he was when he got the call from his mother!

Looking at Father Jiang's appearance, Shi Mu more or less knew something, nodded and agreed, and then whispered to Shi Xia to go over and say hello to that person.

Shi Xia nodded silently, put the suitcase in his hand aside, and walked over slowly.

The person sitting on the couch did not react.

Just sensing her approach, he indifferently looked away.

He was wearing a snow-colored shirt, the neckline was tied at the highest one, the broken hair on his forehead slightly covered some of his eyebrows, and his beautifully shaped eyes stayed on her for a short time before looking away, his eyes were cold and scattered, and he leaned on the sofa indifferently.