Lin Wanqing looked innocent, · What's wrong with me? ”

Seeing this, the other girls sitting with Lin Wanqing got up and left one by one.

"Sit down first, let's talk slowly." Lin Wanqing sat inside.

Ji Cheng did not speak, indifferent.

The dark eyes kept looking at Lin Wanqing with a hint of coercion.

Lin Wanqing shrugged her shoulders, "Okay, if you're referring to telling Enron the meaning of the date December 6th, that's right, it's true that I said it." ”

The music in the bar is deafening, and the addictive lights flicker on and off on Ji Cheng's seemingly innocent face.

Chi Cheng tugged at the corners of his mouth, but the upward arc was very cold, and chuckled, "Meddle in my business, are you qualified?" ”

Although the man is laughing, the ridiculous is extremely cruel, like the demon Satan, as if the next second, he will beat her to hell with his own hands.

Lin Wanqing took out her mobile phone, clicked on a photo and held it up, "I'm not qualified, this is always qualified, right?" ”

Chi Cheng's back froze slightly, and his eyes fell on the photo on his phone.

It was a suicide note.

It was Chi's mother who wrote a letter to Chi Cheng before committing suicide.

When I was a child, the Lin family and the Chi family were neighbors in the holiday villas of this small seaside town.

Mother Chi likes girls very much, so Lin Wanqing and Mother Chi are very close.

On the day that Chi's mother decided to commit suicide by jumping into the sea, before going out, she pretended to be casual and handed over the letter to Lin Wanqing with her own hands, and told Lin Wanqing to transfer the letter to Chi Cheng.

Lin Wanqing did so.

The envelope of this suicide note seems to have pulled Chi Cheng's memory back to his childhood-

The sky was blue at that time.

It was a summer afternoon.

The young Chijo waited under a camphor tree by the sea, as in the past.

He was almost ten years old, wearing a white shirt, black shorts, and flaxen hair.

Although he is a boy, his facial features are extremely delicate, like a clear boy who came out of a comic book.

A gust of wind blew, the leaves rustled, and the sun dappled his face, outlining the warmth.

He leaned against the tree with his hands around his arms, and his eyes were closed as if he was recuperating his spirits, with a sense of elegance that did not match his age.

He was waiting for the girl who had been chasing after her ass, calling him "Brother Chi" with a milky voice.

"Brother Chi, the gummies you gave me are delicious, An Ran likes it so much."

"Brother Chi, do you look good at the sandcastles I have piled up? Can't you see what this is? This is you, this is me, and we all live in this house. ”

"Brother Chi, Brother Chi, I asked the teacher yesterday, how can a boy and a girl live in the same house? The teacher said that as long as the boy and girl grow up and get married, they will live in the same family.

When we grow up, let's get married! In this way, An Ran can live in the same home as Brother Chi~"

An Ran, who is in kindergarten kindergarten, naturally does not understand what it means to get married.

But if you get married, you can live with Brother Chi.

You don't have to wait for a long time to see Brother Chi once.

Chi Cheng was still waiting under the camphor tree, recalling what An Ran said to him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise a little.

It's just—

Why did you wait so long and still not see An Ran coming?