Eno froze in place, then got up.

From the time Jiang Ye got up to the time she left, Jiang Ran didn't look up the whole time, like a robot that was programmed, and she didn't look at what kind of dish it was, and put everything in her mouth, including the green peppers she didn't like to eat.

She didn't seem to have any sense of taste.

I don't know how many dishes I ate mechanically, but in the back, Jiang Ran really couldn't hold back and cried.

She kept her head down, not wanting others to see her embarrassment.

Tears dripped onto the tablecloth and slowly faded away.

After a tear came out of his eyes, it was like opening a valve, and the ones behind him scrambled to fall.

Jiang Ran sniffed, wiped the tears from his cheeks with one hand, and took chopsticks in the other hand to pick up the vegetables.

Eno stood under the tree, his gaze falling in the direction of the restaurant.

Jiang Ran's position is relatively inward, and from his angle, he can only vaguely see a side face, and he is often blocked by the table by the window.

He held the cigarette from his fingertips for a long time, and finally he took the lighter out of his pocket.

The smoke obscured his reddened eyes.

——

"Miss." The waitress came over and poured her a glass of warm water and took two warm towels.

Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment, nodded and thanked him.

After packing himself up, Jiang Ran called the waiter to pay the bill.

She couldn't remember how long she had been eating here, as if the people at the table next to her had changed.

She didn't have much appetite in the first place, but she suddenly ate so much, and she still wanted to vomit a little.

"Your boyfriend already bought it." The waiter said so. Jiang Ran was stunned, and after reacting, she answered and walked out.

"You walk slowly."

Out of the restaurant, Jiang Ran didn't have the heart to hang out because he was a little uncomfortable, and took a taxi on the side of the road to report the address of Qingyuan Villa.

As soon as the taxi left the car, a car followed closely behind.

After scanning the code and paying, Jiang Ran got out of the car.

The maid heard the movement and came out to open the door for her, Jiang Ran's footsteps in were slightly paused, she subconsciously turned her head and looked next door, Jiang Ye's room was not lit, as if she hadn't come back yet, and she couldn't see the situation in the Jiang family's garage from her angle. Taking a deep breath, Jiang Ran entered the door.

Almost as soon as she went upstairs, the car around the corner drove over and stopped at the door of Jiang's house.

Eno sat in the car, the cigarette from his fingertips half lit.

He doesn't have an addiction to cigarettes, but he doesn't know how many cigarettes he smoked for a while.

Seeing the familiar window light up, he withdrew his gaze.

I don't know how long I sat in the car. The half of the cigarette was extinguished, and he drove into Jiang's house.

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Behind the curtains, Jiang Ran watched as the car finally moved, and the lights were on and off until she couldn't see. Pursing his lower lip, Jiang Ran felt that he wanted to cry again.

I pulled the curtains hard like a negative breath, and there was a knock on the door behind me.

After calming down, Jiang Ran hurriedly spoke: "Please come in." ”

It was Jiang's mother who came in.

"Uncomfortable?" Jiang's mother took the medicine and came up.

"No, it's just a bit too much." As soon as she came in, she asked the maid to help her get the medicine, but she didn't expect it to be sent by Jiang's mother.

After taking the medicine, Jiang Ran sat on the edge of the bed and drank a small sip of a water cup, with a visible weakness in his heart.

Jiang's mother looked at it for a while and asked, "Didn't you talk about it?" ”

Hearing this, Jiang Ran recalled the previous picture, and she was talking the whole time, and Jiang Ye didn't seem to say anything.

She memorized one sentence the whole time.

It's like you.

As for what else he said, she couldn't remember exactly.

But she can't forget her last silence.