Her cold eyes revealed a hint of forbearance, if it weren't for guilt, she wouldn't have become like this.

Actually, Song Jiajia wasn't angry, but just Ji Ling's behavior reminded her of her love in high school.

It's short, but it's beautiful.

Love in high school is simple and beautiful, there is no interest relationship, no organizational pursuit, no worldly interference, only two souls sincerely opposite each other, this is the most precious period of love in all stages.

Song Jiajia is of course no exception, Ji Chen's death also hit her very hard back then, and she even felt that she was not a broom star for a while.

Sitting on the dresser, looking at herself in the gorgeous dressing mirror, the tears in Song Jiajia's eyes calmly swirled in place, without the slightest appearance of wanting to flow down.

There is still a remnant of the makeup artist's makeup from trying on the wedding dress, and the rouge has faded a little, revealing a slightly bleak white on the face.

It wasn't supposed to be like this

"I will buy you a beautiful wedding dress in the future, so that you can be the happiest woman in the world." This is the promise that Ji Chen gave to Song Jiajia. The beautiful makeup on his face originally belonged to Ji Chen alone.

Today, everything has changed.

"Squeak–"

Song Jiajia skillfully took out an old photo album from the drawer that looked a little yellowed, which was full of photos of him and Ji Chen. Most of them are Ji Chen secretly taking photos of Song Jiajia's daily life with a camera.

There are photos of Song Jiajia concentrating on answering questions during the exam in the examination room, photos of her eating in the cafeteria, photos of her crying nose and snot flowing into her mouth, photos of her lying on the windowsill bathing in the sun during her lunch break, and photos of her picking up her nose

Seeing the back, Song Jiajia smiled lightly.

I remember that the photo of picking up the nose is the photo that Song Jiajia once wanted to destroy the most, for this matter, Song Jiajia chased Ji Chen all over the campus and was almost caught by the grade director, but in the end Song Jiajia still did not succeed. It still seems to make a lot of sense now.

Although the good no longer exists, at least it was once recorded.

She understood that Ji Ling hadn't done anything wrong, after all, he had lost his only brother.

picked up the mobile phone and saw one after another Ji Ling's messages, and his heart trembled a little. Ji Ling is actually not as annoying as she imagined, but forcing her to marry and see her parents made her a little breathless, but she said in her heart that Ji Ling had never hurt herself, and she was very good to herself.

Flipping through her phone and looking at Ji Ling's messages over and over again, she didn't make any reply.

should teach Ji Ling a lesson, what if Ji Ling offends himself again in the future?

An hour passed in Song Jiajia's stillness, and he thought that Ji Ling would not make any more movements.

"Hello uncle and aunt!"

Ji Ling was very polite, and couldn't help but bring very valuable medicinal materials and health care products to Song Jiajia's parents, and also learned that Song Jiajia's father had always had a neck pain, so he specially brought Song Jiajia's father a set of the best massager for dredging the meridians in their hospital.

Originally, Song Jiajia's parents were not so satisfied with Ji Ling, but now that they saw their son-in-law come to the door and bring so many valuable gifts, the two elders couldn't stop laughing.

Upstairs, Song Jiajia didn't hear any movement.

I've been looking at my phone for the long time.

"Jiajia, Jiajia, come out!"

Song Jiajia's mother couldn't wait to go to the room and call Song Jiajia.

"What's wrong, Mom?" Song Jiajia was puzzled, on weekdays

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Mother doesn't have such a high-eyed expression.

"Look who's coming!"

Song Jiajia's mother said happily. From the location at the door of Song Jiajia's room, you can just see the living room downstairs.

Suddenly, his eyes widened as big as copper bells, "Why is he here!" ”

Song Jiajia blurted out, almost forgetting that the two of them were boyfriend and girlfriend, but they couldn't let their mother find out, so they didn't say anything more.

"Oh, people come all the way to the house, why don't you come out to meet, I really don't understand that you young people now, aren't you in love, why aren't you active at all!" Song Jiajia's mother said.

"Hurry up and clean up, come down!" Song Jiajia's mother urged.

I don't know when, my mother stood on Ji Ling's side. As a daughter, she really can't understand her mother's vagaries and vagibility.

I had no choice but to turn around and go back to the room, I didn't bother to put on makeup, so I changed into normal clothes and went downstairs.

"Jiajia!"

Seeing Song Jiajia wearing light loungewear, her face has faded from rouge and powder, and her refreshing appearance looks even more charming.

"Why did you come here all of a sudden, why didn't you say a word to me?"

Song Jiajia pretended to be gentle and said, just to pretend in front of her parents.

After sweeping the expensive gifts on the sofa, Song Jiajia instantly understood the reason for her mother's unpredictable attitude. And showed a roll of the eye, a lot of time, without anyone noticing.

"Uncle and aunt, in fact, the main purpose of my coming today is to get Jiajia to forgive me, we went to try on the wedding dress, and there was a little unpleasantness in the middle, in order to show sincerity, I decided to come to the house."

Song Jiajia's expression was slightly complicated. A shallow frown.

But this time, Song Jiajia's parents are very reasonable.

"Xiaoling, Auntie believes you can!" Mother Song cleaned up for Ji Ling, and pulled up Father Song, who was sitting comfortably on the sofa, "Let's go, leave some space for their young people." ”

"Thank you, aunt and uncle!"

Ji Ling sensibly bowed shallowly.

In this scene, Song Jiajia has been sitting on the edge of the sofa, observing every move. Between the eyebrows and eyes, there was a little less coldness.

"Why are you here?"

Different from the tone of Song Jiajia's parents here just now, Ji Ling couldn't help frowning unhappily, as if complaining about the gap in attitude.

It's just that he was at fault first, but he didn't care too much.

"Wow, kick~" Ji Ling suddenly took out a jewelry box from his clothes pocket.

Presented in front of Song Jiajia, the jewelry box was slowly opened.

Almost blinded, of course she knew that this was the work of the famous Italian designer Van Clin, Song Jiajia was very surprised, and subconsciously covered her slightly open mouth with her hand.

"Sent to me?"

"Of course!"

As he spoke, Ji Ling took the necklace out of the box.

"Come, I'll bring it to you."

A clean necklace with a flawless diamond necklace is simply a masterpiece in the world.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Mu Wanwan felt the sun shining through the window and realized that it was already morning.

Staggering to the door of the closet, Mu Wan thought about what to wear today.

"Ahh

Opening the wardrobe, Mu Goodnight was shocked, and all the original clothes were replaced by gorgeous skirts and luxury brand-name clothes. I can't help but feel it

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A little frightened, because these clothes were a luxury for her.

Helplessly, Mu Wanye's clothes were gone, so I had to pick out the most ordinary blue shirt in it that thought about blue pearls. With a white gauze skirt, it is quite girly.

As Mu Wannight expected, Ji Yunhua was not here now, which made her breathe a sigh of relief. But I didn't expect that the clothes thing was just the beginning.

Mu Wannight came downstairs to finish eating, but he didn't expect that at the dining table downstairs, he saw Ji Yunhua's love breakfast prepared by Mu Goodnight, and even the eggs were fried into a heart.

I saw a post-it note left on the table, "Be sure to eat, eat while it's hot!" ”

"Vomit~" Mu Wan'an couldn't help but feel disgusted when he thought of Ji Yunhua saying such a thing. But she had to accept the breakfast, or she would have to go hungry.

"Hmm~"

Mu Wan'an said while eating, "It tastes good." ”

The big house was empty, she was the only one, she wanted to escape, it was so unfree here.

After breakfast, she tried to escape from here. It wasn't the first time she'd had thought this way in the past few days.

When he came to the courtyard, he saw that the guards at the door were all guards, and he knew that this was the manpower arranged by Ji Yunhua to prevent her from escaping.

After coming to Changchun Garden for so long, it was the first time she came out of her room to walk around the yard, and she was attracted by the flowers in the yard.

"I'm sorry, Miss Mu, our boss has orders and can't let you out."

Mu Wannight tried to ignore them to test their reactions, and as she expected, she was directly stopped.

"I'm so stuffy in the house that I want to go out on the street and not go far."

Mu Wan'an had a begging expression on his face.

"You can go out if you want."

One of the guards said.

"Really!" Mu Goodnight was a little excited.

"Well, we'll follow you to protect you."

When Mu Wan'an heard this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, what kind of protection is obviously surveillance, and it is surveillance like a prisoner.

"Jiajia~"

Ji Ling gently called Song Jiajia's name, removing the surname, it was the kind of intimacy like a lover.

"Huh?"

Song Jiajia raised her head and met Ji Ling's gentle gaze, and for a moment, Song Jiajia saw Ji Chen's appearance from Ji Ling's eyes.

"It's nothing, you're so good-looking."

Song Jiajia rarely showed a shy look to Ji Ling.

"Boss, Miss Mu told us just now that she wanted to go out." The guard at the door quickly contacted Ji Yunhua.

"Okay, I see, if there's anything to report to me right away." Ji Yunhua pulled his tie with his right hand, and said with the phone in his left hand.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Yunhua immediately put down his work and bought a bouquet of flowers in a passing flower shop.

"Good night, I'm back."

Ji Yunhua's voice echoed in the living room empty, and Mu Wanye walked out of the room.

"Good night, for you."

After that, he took a large bouquet of roses on the road and sent it to Mu Goodnight's arms.

"What are you doing here?" There is still indifference between the eyebrows and eyes.

"I'm creating a little surprise for you!" Ji Yunhua said without shame.

When I say surprise, I think of my wardrobe and breakfast in the morning.

"Ji Yunhua, I don't need you to surprise me."

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