When she got into the car, she straightened her wet hair, and when she looked out the window, there was no one there.

The umbrella was left alone on the stairs.

Jiang Lingzhi was still puzzled at the time, thinking that this person was very strange, and he was really a strange person.

Don't you even have an umbrella?

Or is it possible that he just doesn't like to accept handouts from others?

She didn't care too much.

This is just a very small matter, and Jiang Lingzhi didn't take it to heart at all.

At that time, she only focused on studying and dancing all day long.

I can't even recognize all the people in my own class, let alone people in other grades.

Besides, it was so dark that she couldn't even see the man's face clearly.

Now she dreamed of that scene again, that look.

Without warning.

Jiang Lingzhi suddenly opened his eyes, woke up from his sleep, and breathed heavily, like a dying fish.

Between her snorts was the smell of hospital disinfectant potion, and she reacted that she had come to her fiancé's city and was with him.

The curtains in the room were drawn, and the light was dim.

It's still early, Li Shunan hasn't woken up yet, and his breathing is even and steady.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, turned around, and stared at the man's sleeping face for a while, a little dazed.

It seems like I had a dream just now......

I dreamed of a scene from my junior high school days.

Intermittently, after waking up, the dream is a little unremarkable.

But she remembered that look.

The one who deliberately used indifference to hide the wound in his eyes, the look of defensiveness. Pythagorean Library

That pair of eyes coincided with the eyes of the man in front of him.

Jiang Lingzhi sat on the bed, lowered his eyes, and traced his outline with his eyes little by little in the semi-dim light of the room.

The gaze moved up and stopped at the closed eyes.

His eyelashes are very long, much longer than the average boy.

The curvature of her eyes was slightly raised, and she knew exactly how good those eyes would look when they opened.

And how gentle his eyes were.

Jiang Lingzhi was still in a trance: "It turns out that the two of us have really met before." ”

So at that time, did he like her?

I will say the convenience store entrance.

Jiang Lingzhi raised his hand to cover his eyes, sighed, lifted the blanket, and got off the bed.

Probably the difference between his temperament in the past and his current one is too great, if it weren't for those eyes, she wouldn't have connected these two people.

It's really not like it at all.

The eyes before were cold, defensive, and a little injured, as if the whole world couldn't go in.

Now he is mostly gentle and lazy.

If it weren't for the fragility he was showing when he was sick now. inadvertently showed a hurt look, and suddenly poked at her memory point.

Jiang Lingzhi probably couldn't think of anything.

After remembering this clip.

There was an inexplicable trace of regret in my heart.

At that time, they were in the same school, one in the second year of junior high school and the other in the third year of junior high school, but they did not have any intersection.

Suddenly I regretted it, if I had paid more attention to the other people in the school at that time, the two of them would have known each other very early.

After Jiang Lingzhi washed up in the bathroom, he came out of it, pulled a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed, holding his face, just staring at the man's sleeping face.

He felt that he was very unbearable at that time, so he never wanted to mention the past......