After eating, a few people stayed on the sofa for a while, and Li Jiaen couldn't sit still and pulled Sang Ji upstairs.

"Why don't you sit there for a while?" Sang Ji asked.

"I'd like to hear you talk about when you were a kid...... No, it's about talking about Xu Jiamu, and then rest early. Li Jiaen blinked as he spoke, and his steps up the stairs quickened.

She jumped to the second floor first, beckoned to Sang Ji and urged, "Come on, come on, come on." ”

"Oops, got it!" Sang Ji lifted his eyelids and glanced up at her resentfully, "It's always coming, long-winded." ”

"You don't understand, I'm called being possessed by curiosity!" "Can't wait to find out." ”

Sang Ji glared at her again, ignoring her excited words.

In fact, she was already very vague when she was a child, and she didn't know if she could recall it.

Sang Ji climbed the last step of the ladder, and Li Jiaen immediately held her hand and happily led her to the boudoir.

Without waiting for Sang Ji's permission, she exaggeratedly jumped on the four-person bed, and rolled around the soft quilt first.

Sang Ji hooked his lips, as if he didn't care about Li Jiaen's unkindness, sat down on the edge of the bed slowly, took off his shoes and lay down the quilt that Li Jiaen had made for her.

Both of them leaned their pillows against the head of the bed, and Sang Ji rolled his eyes and asked, "What do you want to hear, where do you start listening?" ”

"Huh?" Sang Ji's question stunned Li Jiaen, "It's okay, how can you choose the beginning of the chapter after listening to the story!" ”

Li Jiaen pursed his lips, "You can say it, you can start anywhere, I will listen to what you say." ”

"That's from when I was a kid!" Sang Ji bent his eyebrows and said in a somewhat cheerful tone.

The memories from childhood to junior high school are her most precious and favorite memories that she would like to keep collecting.

"Let's introduce the identity of the heroine first, right?" Sang Ji thought about it, and turned his head to look at Li Jiaen and asked.

Li Jiaen was stunned for a moment, and then nodded in response: "Okay." ”

"My name is Sang Ji, I don't know why I am called Sang Ji, it was Xu Jiamu who gave me the name, if I ask him why he gave me this name, I will tell you again." Kuwaki kept a long story alive.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he made Li Jiaen sleepy.

"Can you get straight to the point?" Li Jiaen asked.

She yawned, pulled out her hand and slipped down to the bed.

She felt that there would be a lot of lengthy introductory words in Sang Ji's story, and she was afraid that she would fall asleep before she could say the right thing, and she was even more afraid that she would have a headache and neck pain when she woke up the next day, so she should prepare first.

"Don't interrupt, the atmosphere that has just been rendered!" Sang Ji was amused by Li Jiaen's somewhat helpless words, but the inexplicable nervousness also dispersed.

She blinked, lowered her eyelids with a soft smile on her face, and said, "I am the child picked up by Xu Jiamu." ”

"I heard Uncle Liang say that at that time, I was very young and crawling and crying under the street lamp, and it was still raining heavily and thundering." I don't know if it's thinking about the picture while talking, Sang Ji's smile is even bigger.

Sang Ji paused for two seconds and continued: "Xu Jiamu, who is not in a big grade but is already sensible, picked me up......"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Li Jiaen interrupted, "How is it possible, he picked you up directly as a child or a passerby?" Aren't you afraid that someone else's child has fallen? What should I do if I can't find it when I look back? ”

Kuwaki: "......"