Ling Zihan smiled lowly, his voice was gentle and soft, "Mr. Jiang, don't be angry, I just want to show you...... How dazzling you used to be. ”

"Don't you think you were glowing at that time? It can easily grab anyone's sight, and it is so dazzling that it is brighter than a flame......"

His voice lowered, and then he sighed softly as if regretful.

"I really can't bear you, crying sadly for such a man, and begging for mercy." He stood on the edge of the bed, fiddling with the projector, the screen went dark, and then, a picture of a young man appeared.

Jiang Jiu looked at the photo, his whole body was shocked, his eyes turned red, and he pursed his lips tightly.

Is that......

When he was young, a photo of Wen Xili.

After Wen Xili had an accident and left Rongcheng, she regretted thousands of times that she didn't take any photos with him, so that in these eight lonely years, there were only a few photos to talk about.

She had caressed those photos thousands of times, the face of the young man, she had watched until dawn in the middle of the night, and later, for fear of breaking it, she sealed it into the album, only through the plastic paper, to imagine what Wen Xili looked like now.

She didn't expect that Ling Zihan would have so many photos of Wen Xili in her hands.

He played basketball on the basketball court, sweating like rain; He rode his bicycle and drove her home; She was in a coma with menstrual cramps, and he rushed out of the classroom with her on his back; and the appearance of her eating ice cream and asking him to carry it home......

Jiang Jiu's eyes widened slightly, looking at every photo on the screen, the memories that she once thought she had forgotten were frozen in the camera, one chastity and one chastity, and the details appeared in her mind.

She even remembered the smell of sweat on his body, the soap on his clothes, the tickling touch of his hair on the tip of her nose, and his fawn-like clear, gentle and shy eyes watching her faint smile.

Wen Xili, her Wen Xili, grew up with her, died for her, lived for her, and would never leave the teenager she didn't care about.

Jiang Jiu curled up in a circle, I don't know why, her heart hurt so badly, she cried uncontrollably, when the photo was frozen in the last one, the young man stood in the sunset and waved and smiled at her, the screen gradually dimmed, and the lights in the room turned on.

Ling Zihan said softly: "Mr. Jiang, do you understand now how wrong you are?" ”

“……”

"Every time I wonder, how can I allow you to marry this man now. He bullied you, hurt you, and even disgusted you like this, if it was the former Wen Xili, he would never be willing to treat you like this. ”

“……”

"The treasure I hold in the palm of my hand, how can I look up to it be ...... in that man's hand" Ling Zihan looked at her, with some pity and some hidden anger, he said in a low voice, "I thought that after he left you a few times, you would be lost, knowing that he is no longer worthy of your liking." But ginger wine, why do you want to be cheap? You really make me ...... So disappointed. ”

Jiang Jiu closed his eyes and opened his mouth lightly: "You said so much, it's just because I'm not as perfect as you imagined." ”

"You think I have to let go if I'm hurt, you think I shouldn't like him if Wenxili changes, you think you think you think." She opened her eyes and laughed angrily, "Who the are you, what do you think?" ”

There was a lot of chatter, isn't it, you want to separate her and Wen Xili?