His mind was trying to find the answer to Yu Moqin's question, and he was silent for a long time, and Wen Niannian hesitated to say, "I believe you, but I can't find a reason." ”

They looked at each other, and Yu Moqin tried to find out whether Wen Niannian had any affection for him in his eyes, but he couldn't find what he really wanted except Wen Niannian's firm belief.

He knew that now was not the time to admit it, and in an instant his voice was low, and there was no deep meaning, "The reason you will know later, as long as you stay by my side, sooner or later you will know everything." ”

Know all......

All, what is it exactly?

In this way, Wen Niannian continued to move forward with Yu Moqin with questions, she vaguely sensed the breath of déjà vu, but she was helpless, knowing that she couldn't hear the half-word wind about what Yu Moqin refused to say.

The warm sun began to gradually change to the laziness of the afternoon, the weather became colder and colder, and the tender green leaves on the branches were only a little tenacious.

Wen Niannian had just said goodbye to Yu Moqin and walked over from the intersection, and as soon as he stepped into the auditorium of learning with his front feet, there was a muffled sound of the door closing and Song Jiemo's clear cry in the afternoon.

"Nian Nian!" As soon as the voice came out, Song Jiemo stepped on pure white canvas shoes and ran towards Wen Niannian.

When Wen Niannian turned around, she happened to see the lively figure in the plain white windbreaker rushing towards her, she saw Song Jiemo's eyebrows and smiles, and even her low state was slightly expelled.

As soon as Song Jiemo came up, she warmly held Wen Niannian's hand, and then the first concern was her injury, "How is it?" Does your hand still hurt? ”

"It doesn't hurt." Wen Niannian let her hold her, and the two walked forward tacitly, and as she walked, Wen Niannian also noticed that Song Jiemo seemed to be in a good mood today, and her smile was much brighter than usual.

In this way, she thought about what could make her so happy, "Let's listen, what happy things have happened?" ”

Song Jiemo's face froze, and she almost subconsciously lied, "What's the joy." ”

She was indeed happy that Ji Weichuan had won a big project, but she couldn't open her mouth to Wen Niannian.

Following Ji Weichuan's name that appeared in his mind, Song Jiemo thought of the things that Ji Weichuan had explained to him at noon in the next moment, and the flatness between his eyebrows quietly disappeared, carrying a slight wrinkle.

Wen Niannian looked at her and didn't admit it, so she reached out and poked her head, "Not yet, it's all written on your face." ”

Mentioning her look, Song Jiemo unintentionally stroked her cheek, she would be even more anxious, she put away her smile while thinking about what Ji Weichuan explained, and at the same time thinking about how to talk to Wen Niannian.

She hadn't thought of a good start yet, so she casually found a topic, "What about me, did Yu Moqin send you to the hospital last time in the background?" Your relationship is certainly not simple. ”

"It's just a hospital, Jiemo, why don't you follow the gossip."

As soon as the words fell, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps behind them, and they looked back at Uncle De, the housekeeper of the Ji family, who was panting in front of them.

"Uncle De?" Song Jiemo called out suspiciously, as soon as she got out of the car, Uncle De chased after her, and he must have come to find him.

Sure enough, Uncle De looked at Song Jiemo, "The master asked you to pick out a dress with the young master on the weekend, I forgot to say it just now, hurry up and come to inform you." ”

After speaking, Uncle De, the housekeeper closest to Ji Teng, deliberately glanced at Wen Niannian, who was standing beside Song Jiemo, who was indifferent to him.

His meaningful eyes were very rude, but Wen Niannian glanced at him and looked away as if he hadn't seen it.