Jiang Ci stood still outside the door, and in the quiet and deep corridor, there were only a few dim lights shining on him.

He leaned against the wall, his head slightly raised.

The face and eyes, which were originally hidden by short hair, were exposed in this way, showing a faint haze.

He was laughing, but there was something sarcastic about that smile.

"Sure enough, your words are right, no one in this world will care about Ah Ci, and no one should believe it except yourself."

Why, so easily, did you get moved?

The starlight outside the window is bright, which can not be seen from the colorful windows, and it is also like Jiang Ci's blinded heart.

There is a sense of pain, like a torn cloth, and then from the flat to the ground cracking, which is a kind of heart-rending and difficult breathing.

Chu Jiaojiao was ready to leave the villa early the next morning, anyway, she didn't bring anything over, put on her original clothes and went down the stairs.

The man sat on the couch, quietly reading a book, as if what had happened last night was nothing to him.

Chu Jiaojiao's heart trembled, and her movement to go out was a little slower.

Jiang Ci never looked up at her, but the little bastard in the backyard yelled wildly.

Chu Jiaojiao glanced back, he seemed to be unconscious, and he looked focused and serious when he read a book.

He probably didn't take her to heart at all.

After coming out of the villa, Chu Jiaojiao called a car, and then quickly moved away from this place.

Maybe this was her last time here, she thought.

One last glance, there will be no memory in her heart.

The whole winter was not very long, Chu Jiaojiao stayed in the old mansion to accompany Grandma Chu to enjoy the joy of family, and occasionally went to the hospital to see Lin Lu, encouraging him to wake up as soon as possible.

Lian Xu wanted to speak every time he saw her, so when he wanted to speak, he would be interrupted by Chu Jiaojiao.

"If it's about Jiang Ci, can you please not say it?" Her attitude was resolute, as if Jiang Ci had not carved any imprint on her.

It's one thing to like it, but it's another thing to love deeply, she knows very well that her feelings for Jiang Ci are far from that.

The worry of distressing his situation and the fear of his death is not the deepest love.

She doesn't love him, she made it clear from the beginning, and her calculations are only for his favorability.

The boundaries are clear, and although the plan is not perfect, it also has 50% of his favorability.

It's like the two ends of a scale, always maintaining a balance.

He maintained such a degree, and it was not good or bad for her.

"If you know his past, maybe you won't blame him." Lian Xu only said this, and didn't say anything on the side.

Chu Jiaojiao looked at him, the light in her eyes was extremely serious, "Lianxu, I don't know his past, but I don't blame him." ”

"It seems that Jiang Ci is right." He hooked his lips and smiled, his eyes helpless.

"What?" Chu Jiaojiao was puzzled.

"If you hate him, he might feel better, but if you don't hate him, you won't like him." Lian Xu said softly, thinking about his friend's expression at the time, he was really hurt!

Chu Jiaojiao didn't understand the meaning of his words, her attitude towards Jiang Ci was actually very clear, she didn't hate or love. It's not a deep relationship to the bones, and she doesn't need to feel sorry for herself.

Jiang Ci is the same, she has never been his salvation.

His light was someone else, and she didn't want to occupy it, because she wasn't that person in the first place.