Entering the house, Rong's mother, who was busy in the kitchen, walked out, took Sang Ji's schoolbag and hung it up, seeing her wilting expression, she couldn't help asking, "Miss is in a bad mood?" ”

Sang Ji slowly changed into home shoes, because he felt very weak at this time, so he didn't notice that there was an extra pair of men's leather shoes on the shoe rack.

Sang Ji nodded, not wanting to speak.

Rong's mother didn't ask again, turned into the kitchen, took out the freshly picked strawberries from the refrigerator, washed them, poured them into the salad dressing, and brought them out: "You won't be unhappy if you eat some fruit." ”

Putting down the strawberries, Rong's mother turned around to go to the kitchen to continue preparing dinner.

Suddenly, Sang Ji turned his head sharply as if he thought of something, and suddenly regained his spirits, and his voice raised a few points: "Rongma!" ”

Rong's mother paused and turned her head to look at her, "What's wrong, Miss?" ”

"I've been called a parent, you can go with me tomorrow!"

Rong's mother is Liang Bo's wife.

This unexpected development made Rong's mother unbelievable, and she didn't speak very neatly: "No... Not very well, I don't have much experience......"

"Since Rong's mother is inexperienced, it's better to replace it with me."

Suddenly, a low and cold male voice came out, like a thunderbolt from the sky, and Sang Ji was frightened in place.

Seeing that she was able to get out, Rong's mother quickly bowed to the man standing in the corridor, said "Hello young master" and ran into the kitchen.

Xu Jiamu is back!

The news was like an icy chill that penetrated from the soles of Sang Ji's feet and penetrated her entire body, making her shiver.

Sang Ji stiffly twisted his neck to look over, and the thin man stood at the stairs with the sunset on his back, a cigarette between his fingers, and a scarlet light.

The boy who misses him day and night has become a man when he reappears. is different from the Xu Jiamu with memory, the one in front of him has an extra layer of indifference and strangeness.

Sang Ji recovered quickly, his hand subconsciously hugged the glass bowl containing strawberries, and stood up with a wink of sour eyes, "Okay, tomorrow at half past four in the afternoon, I will pick you up at the gate of Jiaoyang Middle School." ”

After speaking, Sang Yi walked around the hall with strawberries, ran up the second floor from the other staircase, and shouted hoarsely at the kitchen before entering the room: "Mother Rong, I want to keep in shape, it's enough to eat strawberries." ”

couldn't help but glance at Xu Jiamu, who had already walked into the hall and was sitting on the sofa, and when he moved his head to look at it, he quickly opened the door and entered the room.

Her room was decorated very pink, which was prepared and arranged for Xu Jiamu when she was not cold yet, and after many years, even if she no longer liked this pink color, she had not changed it.

Kuangki put the strawberries on the bedside table and poured them face down on the smoky pink bed, tears pouring out like water breaking down the riverbank.

She didn't know whether this emotion was wronged, sad or happy, only that the man who had been thinking about it day and night left without saying a word, and came back without a sound.

I don't know how long I cried, and I didn't stop until Sang Ji was tired of crying, holding the quilt and curling it into a small ball, making a choking sound from time to time.

I don't know when Xu Jiamu, who was standing at the door of Sang Ji's room, listened to her slowly fade and only a little crying, and raised her numb feet and walked into the next room.

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At half past six the next day, Sang Ji was woken up by the alarm clock that had been set last night.

The edematous eyes made her always remember that Xu Jiamu was back.

Sang Ji lifted the quilt and got out of bed in a daze, rubbed her uncomfortable eyes, went into the bathroom to wash up, and did not forget to apply a towel soaked in cold water to her eyes.