17 [Suppose, Jiang Jingyun] Know more about me
But the fire was strange, it only burned one house, and only one person died.
However, the deceased was not burned to death, as the deceased had choked to death by smoke in a cellar-like basement.
Jiang Jingyun's eyebrows were mixed with fierceness.
"The fire happened in Song Qinglan's house. The one who died was called He Zhiyuan, and he was Song Qinglan's fiancé who set up a baby kiss. ”
Jiang Jingyun opened the wardrobe, Qi Suya was gradually filled with traces of his life.
For example, there are two mouthwash cups, two sets of toothbrushes and towels, and in the wardrobe, her clothes are hung on the left, and the space on the right is reserved for him, and for example, he has his own slippers here, and many small details prove his existence.
He seemed to have settled into her life completely.
With his back to the girl sitting on the bed in a daze, he grabbed a blue-gray sweatshirt and put it on, and the lower body was a pair of light gray house pants. As usual, when he got up, he put his hands on the side of the bed and kissed her gently on the cheek, as if to say good morning to her through this intimacy.
"Would you like to sleep again?"
She shook her head in confusion.
"Then I'll go prepare breakfast. In addition, I'm going to go out later, Song Qinglan is there...... I'm not reassured. ”
She glanced at him abruptly, looking a little puzzled.
This man is affectionate and ruthless, and ruthless is like friendship. For example, when he was ruthless, he could design Gu Sinian, who used to regard him as his brother, without any psychological burden, or Song Qinglan, who was very anxious because of a cooperation, but after learning that He Zhiyuan had passed away, he was worried about designing Gu Sinian with him.
He sensed her suspicions, but he didn't say anything, but gently rubbed her snow-white heart.
"Be more serious."
He said so.
"Get to know me a little better."
Taking the initiative to introduce yourself will never be as good as the other party's gradual discovery.
In the process of getting along, he is slowing down the pace and letting her get closer to her true self.
He knows.
Perhaps in her mind, he was a source of unease. He was a man who would make her feel uneasy, and the deep city was not necessarily a good thing, she was tired of many things.
And what he is doing now, it seems to be bland, but it is exactly what she needs most.
He wanted to prove one thing to her, to make her understand that what she wanted in the past was not something that only Chu Yanchen could give. He Jiang Jingyun can also be.
Restrain her claws for her, liberate her conscience, live herself as she wants, keep her heart, and not get lost in the process.
He is still Jiang Jingyun.
The difference is only that this Jiang Jingyun is now in love with someone. Love is not a weakness, love is the driving force to walk side by side. Love is not a shackle, not a burden, not a reluctance, not a drag.
Rather, he was willing.
……
After breakfast, Jiang Jingyun methodically picked up the table and brushed it, and even swept the floor and mopped the cabinet. When everything was ready, he changed into a set of clothes to wear when he went out.
"I ......" he turned, and was about to say goodbye, when he saw the girl grabbing two pieces of clothing and weighing them against herself.
Jiang Jingyun was stunned. "You want to come along?"
Qi Suya looked back at him slowly: "I want to ...... I've always done this, and it's not the way to go. ”
She may have been running away from the disgusting things.
And now Song Qinglan.
Probably, just like I was at the beginning.
So she wanted to go with Jiang Jingyun to meet Song Qinglan together.