Auntie, I'll go back first. Song Yu opened his mouth and walked out first.

She leaned against the door and looked back at the two of them through the small window, her lips smiling faintly.

Walking outside, Song Yu decided to hurry back and disguise herself, she must not let anyone find her traces, there is still about half an hour before the onset of the drug, and her time is very tight.

As long as the others are properly deployed, she can naturally take Ji Xiaoxiao away, which is really a double win. not only saved himself, but also hurt Ji Qingsang.

Ji Hesheng pulled Ji Qingsang into the car, and the car sped all the way fast.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Ji Qingsang couldn't guess Ji Hesheng's thoughts, so he had to ask, "Where are you going to take me?" ”

"You'll know when you get there." Ji Hesheng looked at her sideways, and the light in his eyes was very bright.

Ji Qingsang clasped his hands together, and he couldn't suppress the pounding in his heart.

After driving for about half an hour, the car drove to a flower field.

Ji Qingsang came down and looked at the colorful flowers in front of him with some doubts.

"Follow me." Ji Hesheng stretched out his hand to hold her, and then dragged her to the front.

"Ji Hesheng......" His steps were very big, and Ji Qingsang felt that he couldn't keep up with him, so he had to complain.

Ji Hesheng ignored her shouts and walked forward as always.

It wasn't until Ji Qingsang felt that his heels hurt that Ji Hesheng stopped walking. Ji Qingsang didn't stop his feet and bumped into his back all of a sudden.

The solid back hit her forehead red, and she looked up and just wanted to scold, but as far as she could see, it was a sea of purple flowers.

The breeze blew, rippling round and round of waves, and Ji Qingsang was shocked by the scene in front of him.

"It's ...... Lavender? She asked, her voice tinged with surprise.

"Hmm."

Ji Hesheng nodded and looked at her deeply, "I know you like lavender, so you have planted a whole field of flowers here." ”

At that time, he thought that she would come out after two years in prison, so he waited for her while planting lavender, but what he waited for was the news that she had disappeared.

Ji He angrily asked Secretary Shen to burn down this flower field, but Secretary Shen went against his will and secretly left this lavender field at the risk of being blamed by him.

"You planted it?" Ji Qingsang looked at him in disbelief, as if he didn't believe that he had such leisure.

Ji Hesheng has never been romantic, and she knows it very well, but he planted these for her.

Although her mind was tugging, she said that she could not be bewitched by him, and at the same time she was slightly shaken by his actions. It's like drowning in the gentle water, willing to be drowned.

Ji Hesheng took her hand and put it in his heart, "Sangsang, what I said that day is true. ”

Ji Qingsang blinked, and looked at him again with a sense of complexity.

In the breeze, the air is filled with debris from the sun, mixed with a faint floral fragrance, which makes it easy to give birth to a sense of tranquility in people's hearts.

After a long time, Ji Qingsang spoke, "Then you and Song Yu ......"

"Didn't you notice that she resembled you?" Ji Hesheng asked, thinking that she had already known this.

"Not at all." Ji Qingsang frowned, a little unhappy. How could that bad woman be like her, she didn't think at all.

"Well, not really." Finding that her unhappy appearance was a little angry, Ji Hesheng's lips always had a faint smile.

Ji Qingsang looked sideways, and the afterglow was slightly condensed in that lavender flower field.

The initial joy has turned to loss.

Sensing her gaze, Ji Hesheng took a few steps forward, his movements slow but unusually noble.

Just stopped in front of Ji Qingsang, he lowered his eyes and looked at her with a little sadness.

"Sangsang, can't you give me a chance?"

Ji Qingsang raised his head, and the jaw angle line was distinct.

That handsome face was so demagogic, but she knew that she couldn't be caught in that big net that she couldn't pull out of, but she couldn't control the speed at which her heart fell.

They are not only separated by mountains and rivers for five years, but also separated by a human life.

She and Ji Hesheng, can they really go back to the past? If you ignore his betrayal.

"Do you know why I chose to confess?" Ji Qingsang asked, the curvature of her lips with a bitter taste.

Ji Hesheng didn't speak, and listened to her quietly.

"Ji Ying told me, you have never loved me from beginning to end, everything you have done is just to achieve your goal, the eighteenth birthday banquet is like this, even if you want to marry Feng Yan."

His dark eyes were full of pain, Ji Qingsang closed his eyes and opened his mouth again, "Ji Hesheng, you will always calculate everything just right, but ignore one point, the last thing you can have in love is calculation." ”

She looked at her, her crimson lips curled slightly, shallow in arc, better than nothing.

Ji Hesheng stared, looking at the faint mockery on her lips, and felt like he couldn't hold her for no reason.

"Sangsang ......"

"If I give you a chance, then ...... "Who will give me a chance."

In a word, it's like an unfinished ritual.

Ji Hesheng stretched out his hand and hugged Ji Qingsang in his arms, his voice was a little muffled, "Do you know the flower language of lavender?" Waiting for the miracle of love. ”

After a pause, he hugged her tighter, "Sangsang, I'll wait for you, and wait until you say you want to be with me." ”

"Maybe there will never be that day." Ji Qingsang replied, her restrained voice was quiet and tense.

Her raised hand was intended to be held back, but she finally let it go.

"It's okay."

He has time and is willing to wait.

Like Ji Qingsang said, he has always calculated.

This time, he wanted to try to stop calculating, but to surrender his heart honestly.

Hopefully, there will be no more disappointment.

At that time, the sun was shining on the entire sea of flowers, outlining the purple splendor.

The two people embracing each other seem to be an inseparable whole.

Not far away, the old artist came to the flower field with his painting clip on his back, and when he looked up, he saw a beautiful picture scroll, a boy and a girl who seemed to be lingering lovers derived from a beautiful dream.

He smiled genuinely on his already wrinkled face, then put down the picture folder and tools on his back, and sat down on the floor without restraint after placing them one by one.

With a wave of the animation brush, the old artist only wants to record this moment.

Such a vigorous and romantic love needs to be remembered.

Half an hour later, Song Yu rushed to Mei Juan's hospital room after receiving the signal brought by the people from Gushan.

Xiaoxiao and Mei Juan seemed to be asleep, and there didn't seem to be anything wrong with them.

She nervously lifted the quilt, hugged Xiaoxiao out, and then changed her into the clothes of the little boy she brought.

Buttoning up the hat, you can't see the original appearance when you dress up like this.

Glancing at Mei Juan who was sleeping on the hospital bed, Song Yu hugged Xiaoxiao and gritted her teeth and turned around and went out, she was already difficult to ride a tiger and had to do this.

According to their plan, there should be no one in this corridor, and even if it does, she should be able to cope with it.

Xiaoxiao was still asleep soundly on her shoulder, and Song Yu walked out anxiously, not daring to stop on the road at all.

During this time, she looked around and bumped into a male doctor.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Song Yu lowered his head and apologized in a whisper.

Pei Chengyu didn't care much about it, but he always felt a little weird when he saw the woman's gaze dodging.

"Where are you going in a hurry with a child in your arms?" Pei Chengyu asked, his tone a little serious.

"The child was sick and just took him to the doctor, and now he is going back." Song Yu explained, although he was anxious, he didn't dare to show anything on his face.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Pei Chengyu, and quickly lowered her head.

"Did I see you somewhere?" Pei Chengyu asked, leaning closer to take a closer look at Song Yu's face.

Song Yu slammed into his side all of a sudden, "I haven't seen it." ”

She ran away in a hurry, leaving Pei Chengyu looking at her back a little stunned.

This woman seems to be a little deliberately evasive, but these are not his business, so let's care less!

Regarding Ji Qingsang, he has not contacted him until now, which is what he should care about.

Gotta find a way to get in touch with her.

Song Yu trotted out all the way, and hurriedly got into a black van while no one was paying attention.

"I have already brought Ji Hesheng's daughter, you can give me the antidote." Song Yu put Xiaoxiao on the seat and stretched out his hand to ask them for the antidote.

Gu Shan in the passenger seat turned around and smiled weirdly, "Antidote? ”

"What you injected me, I want an antidote." Song Yu said again.

"There is no cure." Gushan replied, "Then you need to rely on your own willpower to resist it." ”

"What, what do you mean?" Song Yu trembled his lips, and he could feel the coolness from his veins.

"Something that's addictive." As he spoke, Gu Shan instructed his subordinates, "Throw Miss Song down." ”

After Song Yu was thrown off the car, the whole person was still in a state of dazedness.

She lay on the ground for a long time and didn't come back to her senses, what could that person say is something that is addictive?

Even though he already had the answer in his mind, Song Yu still couldn't believe it.

After coming out of the lavender flower field, Ji Qingsang felt unnatural.

Ji Hesheng seemed to have regained her appearance before she was eighteen years old, and she was extremely gentle and doting on her, but she had no way to guess his mind at all.

led her into the game again, or really repented.

But even if she really repented, she didn't want to give him a chance for a while.

The hurt in the past was so deep that it could not be offset by a sentence of "forgive me", but she knew in her heart that because there was love to indulge him to take root in her heart.

When she opened Mei Juan's door, she was still sleeping.

"Mrs. Ji, Mrs. Ji......" Ji Qingsang pushed her twice, and she woke up slowly.

"Sangsang, are you here?"

"Where's Tiny?" Ji Qingsang asked.

"Tiny?" Mei Juan leaned her head and looked at the room again, "Aren't you here?" ”