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"Yiru," Jian Qing's gentle voice sounded in He Yiru's ears, "With me for so long, do I still owe you a promise." ”

He Yiru hadn't reacted in his sudden embrace, listening to his words, and then he was stunned.

A promise, what a promise...

Jian Qing's expression was brewing with emotion, trying to think about how to speak.

During this time, he was with Jing Mohao, and he witnessed that neither he nor Luo Xi had ever been willing to speak at the beginning, and now no one was able to speak, he was really afraid, afraid that before he could say many words, he would never have a chance to say them again.

Every time he saw the two of them tormenting each other and suffering from each other, he asked himself in his heart, why should he live so exhausted in life.

He has always been a free and easy person, and he thinks that people who are worth cherishing must tell her about his cherishment.

"Qing, why did you suddenly remember to talk about this?" He Yiru put his hands on his arms, and he felt a little cold.

"Yiru, we've been together for so long, we've known each other for so long, life is so short, I don't want to stay here, I think we can go further."

It's been almost half a year since she came here, and since it was confirmed that she had recovered from her injuries and illnesses, there were no residual sequelae, and he was often out and about.

She tidied up his house by herself, and every time he came back, he could eat the rice she cooked and a cup of green tea she had brewed.

They have always treated each other as confidants, he has never felt that she is an outsider, and she has never felt wronged.

It's just that he doesn't want to continue this relationship now.

He wanted to develop more with her and go further.

He Yiru seemed to realize what he was referring to, his mind was blank, so he had to put the topic on hold first, "Qing, you said it was a coincidence, I just happened to make soup today, and I happened to meet you coming back, and it is still hot, do you want to taste it first." ”

Jian Qing heard her evasion, but refused to let her go, "Yiru, you don't have to hide it from me, you will cook every day and wait for me to come back, right?" I'm sorry to often leave you alone. ”

He has been guarding Jing Mohao during this time, often not taking the next meal, and he goes out to buy a little if he can eat.

Occasionally, when I come back, I can meet a table full of meals prepared by her, and she is not the only one who eats.

"Qing, don't say that, I'm just asking for self-comfort, I always feel like you're back." He Yiru spoke very softly, with a shallow smile of self-mockery, as if she was talking to herself.

Jian Qing let go of her arm slightly, and her tone was apologetic, "I'm sorry, Yiru, in the future, I won't let you wait any longer, and I won't let you be alone again." contentad2(); ”

He Yiru was finally let go and turned around.

Just wanted to say something again, but was supported by a pair of palms on his cheeks, Jian Qing kissed it without hesitation, lingering between his lips and teeth, as if spitting out his debt and love.

From now on, he will give her a new identity, one that can bind him.

No longer let him wander outside without paying attention, no longer let him be accustomed to her efforts, no longer let him turn a blind eye to her waiting.

He Yiru's body trembled, but instinctively didn't want to push him away, she stretched out her hands, wanting to wrap around him, and seriously enjoy this kiss with his cool breath, this kiss that was not because of the virus but from the heart.

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