The night was thick, and the evening breeze floated the white curtains, fluttering, and seemed to fall into her heart.

She stood up and walked out barefoot.

The man sitting on the sofa in the study was reading a book, and when he heard the sound, he raised his face, looked at Chu Jiaojiao who came over, and smiled softly.

"Jiaojiao, haven't you slept yet?"

"I can't sleep when you're not there." Chu Jiaojiao said and sat down beside him.

She leaned her head on Jiang Ci's shoulder, and her long eyelashes fanned slightly, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

"Jiang Ci, do you really not care at all?"

"Huh?"

"Those who slander you and Aunt Jiang, they ......"

"Jiaojiao." Jiang Ci interrupted her.

Chu Jiaojiao turned her head, and her dark eyes looked at him like this.

The man with deep eyes and some ink color in his eyes said in a very flat tone, "Would you mind?" ”

Chu Jiaojiao shook her head, how could she mind, if she minded, she wouldn't have chosen to be with him in the first place.

"Actually, what the man said was not wrong." Jiang Ci's hand touched her head, and he looked at her side face lightly, his thin lips slightly curved.

"It's not like that." Chu Jiaojiao replied, and couldn't help but say in her heart.

She knew the whole story, and the man had only taken a part of it out of context.

"Jiaojiao, you don't know much about my past, how do you know that what he said is not true." Jiang Ci smiled thinly, and there was a little helplessness and tiredness in his handsome face.

"I just know." Chu Jiaojiao replied, and she didn't intend to explain.

The woman with long hair scattered over her shoulders, a pair of eyes with calmness and confidence, as if she was so firm in her answer.

She believes in him and believes in Jiang Shizhen.

None of them are like that.

In Jiang Ci's dark peach blossom eyes, there was a slender undercurrent.

She didn't know anything, she didn't know what had happened to him, she didn't know what he had been through, she didn't know what he was thinking when he climbed up from the mud.

In his few lifetimes, all the luck and accumulated merits were probably used to meet her.

But how much he loves her, how scared he is, when he finally feels that with her, the world is slowly getting better, but he may lose it unexpectedly.

So, he had to gamble once.

With a light movement of his thin lips, Jiang Ci said slowly and clearly, "Jiaojiao, in fact, you don't know anything." ”

"Why do you say I don't know, anyway, I won't believe it because of what those people said." Chu Jiaojiao said angrily.

She sniffed, her cheeks bulging.

On the other hand, Jiang Ci's emotions were faint.

"Jiang Ci, if you don't stand up and speak, they will think that you are scared and acquiesce." Chu Jiaojiao shook his arm, trying to convince him.

"What happened before, why did Aunt Jiang do that, how did she die, and the story of her and Uncle Qin, why don't you want to tell everyone?"

Chu Jiaojiao doesn't have the right to tell the truth, only if Jiang Ci is willing to say it, he can.

"You know?" Jiang Ci frowned lightly and stared at Chu Jiaojiao.

In his eyes, with inquiry and scrutiny, as if to see a reason from her expression.

Chu Jiaojiao couldn't tell him what she had already experienced with him in her dream, she looked away, and replied in a slender voice, "I just heard a little when I was in the Qin family. ”