She spit on her unprincipled self, but her body was honestly motionless, waiting for him to come out where she had broken up with Kongduyang.

The competition was not long, more than an hour, although the cold wind did not have any effect on Ji Li, but when Kong Duyang walked out of the examination room and saw her slightly bleeding lips, her face changed.

At the same time, a stream of heat that had not been seen for a long time flowed through his heart, stirring his throat with bitterness, and he wanted to say something but could not say it, and he was always accustomed to respond with silence.

For so many years, silence has become an instinct for him, even if there are thousands of words to say in his heart, they will still be contained at the moment of exit.

He won't open his mouth unless he has to.

Ji Li draped his coat over his shoulders: "Why is your face so ugly?" Is the essay hard? Or are you not feeling well? She asked a few questions in a row, and she didn't know which question to answer first, and finally couldn't help but reach out and touch her face, and asked cautiously, "Is it really ugly?" ”

Ji Li pulled the zipper up for him again, looking at Kong Duyang's thin body, she always had the illusion that if she didn't take care of it, Kong Duyang would be blown away by the wind.

The coat was black, and Ji Li set his hat for him again to block the wind, which completely rubbed his overly fair face into the monotonous black, making him even fairer, and at the same time a little thin.

What a teenager, how did he make himself like this.

Ji Li reached out and patted him gently, sweeping away the leaves that fell from the tree: "It just looks like a glass bottle, and it will break if you are not careful." ”

Ji Li didn't expect that a casual sentence would come true in the future, and at that time, a prophecy made her suffer.

She didn't feel cold, but Kong Duyang shrank back when she touched it, and when she realized that it was Ji Li who stretched out her hand, she forced herself to endure the cold and leaned over, and her cautious gaze made him look like a sheep.

Harmless and innocent, kind and innocent.

Ji Li felt that these bloody hands really shouldn't touch other people's children, and couldn't help but move away, but Kong Duyang didn't seem to notice her sudden resistance, and casually leaned over in the direction she moved.

"How does it feel?" In winter, when you speak, a cloud of white air comes out of your mouth. After Ji Li finished speaking, he found that Kong Duyang stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, as if he had caught something.

Looking at the hand that was slightly clawed in front of him, Ji Li smiled.

"Did you catch it?"

The white gas would only float in the air, silently, as if it had never appeared, but Kong Twilight Yang was extremely serious, telling her word by word: "Caught." His eyes were shining, like a man who had been in the dark for many years had finally stepped out of the besieged city and seen a world full of flowers.

Ji Li rarely didn't correct him, just chuckled: "What does it feel like?" ”

Kong Duyang's expression became more serious, and he used many thoughts that popped up in his heart at this moment to describe it still indescribable: "happy, happy, grateful, excited, happy......" There was also a word hidden in his throat by him-

Possessive.

Want to possess her.

Possess everything you have now, and don't want this prosperity to become instantaneous.

(End of chapter)