At that time, she was only sixteen years old, and she had no heart or lungs. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

She doesn't get angry with such stingy men.

"My feet hurt." She knocked on the glass bitterly.

Josnian slowly lowered the window behind her, tilted her head, her good-looking brow staring, and her low gaze fell on her face.

Looking at each other, Ye Jiaqi pouted.

"My feet hurt." She hinted at him.

"So what." Josnian spoke lightly.

His eyes were like thin frost, his voice was dull and dull, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

"I, I" Ye Jia hesitated, and couldn't pull it off for a long time.

I quarreled just now, and now she has taken the initiative to make peace, and he is still on the shelf.

Boring.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Qiao Sinian glanced at her.

Reach out and close the window.

"Hey !!" Ye Jiaqi was out of breath.

Just as the windows were about to close completely, she slammed them twice.

"Are you a man? Why are you so stingy, why are you so stingy, you hate it to death! My feet hurt, you let me get in the car" Ye Jiaqi was about to cry as he spoke.

Competing with Josnian, she has always been the one who loses.

The wind ruffled her long black hair, and the air was filled with the scent of roses.

The windows didn't move again.

Ye Jiaqi thought that he still ignored her, really, this man did it.

Just as she was deflated, the car door opened.

The tall, peerless and independent man walked towards her slowly, his steps were steady, and he was not surprised.

Ye Jiaqi reached out and brushed the broken hair behind his ear and looked at him fixedly.

The next second, he picked her up and carried her into the car.

As soon as she got close to him, she could smell the nice smell of agarwood on him.

At the age of sixteen, she had already secretly promised him.

With nervousness and apprehension in her panicked eyes, she looked at him, and there were endless waves in her watery eyes.

Feelings arise, and the war is in chaos.

It's a mess of years.

Confused.

"Qiqi, Qiqi, is it okay to buy this?" Qiao Chengfan grabbed Ye Jiaqi's hand and shouted a few times.

"Huh?" Ye Jiaqi came back to his senses.

In the eye, there are no bright roses.

This land is newly developed, full of unfamiliar high-rise buildings, and there is no beautiful scenery from the past.

The roses are gone, the vines are gone.

That person is also gone forever.

"This!"

Qiao Chengfan pointed to the Transformers in the glass display case.

"Okay." Ye Jia should follow.

Under the eyes, there is a layer of misty white.

It turns out that so many years have passed.

Every time she looked down at Qiao Chengfan's face that looked like Qiao Sinian, she couldn't help but feel a little in a trance.

No matter how perverted that person was, no matter how domineering he was, she never thought that he would die

Huo Jingyi accompanied Qiao Chengfan to play with toys, and Ye Jiaqi leaned against the wall and used his mobile phone on Weibo.

She hasn't used this number for a long time.

Opened, sent a status

Small oranges. : Things are people, not everything.

Now, the only thing that can sum up her entire mood is these few words.

Things are people, not everything.

Clicking on the Weibo of "S", she suddenly found that she didn't know when, he changed the name of Weibo.

Eating oranges?

Ye Jia was in a trance, and he felt like he wanted to laugh and cry.

No matter what it changes, he will never appear again.

His eyes fell on the mobile phone, and Ye Jiaqi's eyes were covered with a layer of dazed and hazy, like fog after the rain, which could not be dispersed and could not be dissolved.

Thick and colorful, wanton spread.

The circles of broken marks just like this poured out under her eyes, like ink.