Jiang Lingzhi pursed her lower lip and said softly: "I want to know you better, you can tell me anything, just like I am willing to tell you anything." ”

Li Shunan's fingers paused slightly, and he let out a low "um".

Jiang Lingzhi grabbed his hand and shook it gently, his voice was soft and soft: "However, it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, if you feel that those things are unhappy, mentioning them will make you feel bad, and you don't have to force yourself." ”

Li Shunan lowered his eyes and looked at her, the emotion between his eyebrows was as thick as ink.

"I don't want to put pressure on you, I just want to tell you that because of you, I feel very happy and happy, and I hope I can make you feel happy and happy."

“……”

Jiang Lingzhi's dark eyes stared at him, and whispered: "You can also rely on me, I have grown up, I can protect you." ”

“……”

"If the previous memories are really unhappy. Then you just need to remember what you are happy about now. Jiang Lingzhi raised his hand and hugged his neck, as if coaxing him: "Our family Assu, so good, will definitely have the best in the world." ”

Li Shunan lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead: "I already have it." ”

-

When I came out of the cemetery, it was already noon.

The two men held hands and walked in the direction of the park.

He didn't seem to be talking much today, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jiang Lingzhi thought of the photo on the tombstone just now.

The woman was very beautiful and had a gentle smile, which was fifty percent similar to his eyebrows and eyes.

Jiang Lingzhi thought for a while, and his other hand also held his palm: "Assu, what did your mother do before?" ”

Li Shunan lowered his eyes, his tone was lazy, and there were no ups and downs: "She is, a journalist, who loves photography, and the room you saw before, there are half of the cameras in it, which are all treasured by her." ”

This is the first time Jiang Lingzhi has heard him talk about the past.

Jiang Lingzhi thought of the photo wall full of photos before.

And when she turned around, he took a picture of her.

He said it was the first portrait he had ever taken.

It turned out that his hobby of photography was influenced by his mother.

Suddenly thinking of something, Jiang Lingzhi stopped.

Even Li Shunan stopped, turned his head, and glanced at her: "What's wrong?" ”

Jiang Lingzhi stared at him thoughtfully for a while, and stretched out her palm to him: "Lend me your wallet." ”

Li Shunan lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on her palm, a little unclear, but he still took the wallet out of his trouser pocket and put it in her palm.

He smiled faintly: "I've met the parents, and now I'm going to start taking charge of the finances?" ”

Jiang Lingzhi ignored his joking words, and directly opened the wallet and took a look.

There is a photo inside.

It's hers.

The background is the photo wall.

She just had the look of looking back.

The first picture he took of her.

Jiang Lingzhi raised his eyes and said, "Brother Ji told me before that you often stare at my photos in a daze. ”

"Hmm," Li Shunan raised his eyebrows, leaned down slightly to look at her, and his voice was lazy: "Then I can't see you, and you are not allowed to let me take a look at the photo?" ”

Every time he talked to her, he always subconsciously leaned down and made eye contact with her.

This height is just right for her.

Jiang Lingzhi blinked, and took the opportunity to lean over and kiss him.