A big man, who has no courage and no responsibility, after cruelly rejecting Miaomiao's ten years of liking, another person hides in the crowd and looks at her silently, what the / what does it mean?!

……

Xiao Zihan was looking at the men and women in the glass window, and when he heard Ji Tianmo's words, he seemed to be thinking about something, and then he came back to his senses and quickly responded,

"Well, it's fine."

With one side of his eyes, Xiao Zihan's eyelids jumped.

I saw that Momo's eyes that were too black and evil were staring at him directly.

Xiao Zihan was startled, pulled the corners of his mouth and yelled at Ji Tianmo,

"Little Momo, with your stupid uncle here, what can happen.

The bullet has been taken out in the back and chest, and it will be good to recuperate for a few days.

Besides, there is still Xiao Miaomiao who stays by that kid's side every step of the way, how much more can it be? ”

Xiao Zihan thought of Xiao Miaomiao's stay in the operating room the whole time, eager to snatch the scalpel in his hand and serve it himself, so he silently stopped talking.

……

Listening, Ji Tianmo retracted his gaze, nodded lightly, and said,

"That's good."

"Hmm,"

Xiao Zihan glanced at Ji Tianqi lying on the bed in the intensive care ward, and Ai Qianqian, who was quiet beside the bed, and continued,

"Xiao Momo, tell your third brother and sister to hurry up and rest.

I can't compare with you with this small body, and I can't bear to hold on like this. ”

As he spoke, Xiao Zihan shook his hand and left.

"Uncle Xiao, come, look back and smile, send a flying kiss~~~"

Young Jue Ji pouted at Xiao Zihan's back and threw a fragrant kiss.

Xiao Zihan only raised his hand and waved, and then turned the corridor in a dashing manner.

The queen's dark eyes looked at the man who left more deeply, and the corners of Hong/Ye's mouth were faintly smeared with a trace of unknown hooks.

……

"Little cousin, little cousin......"

Young Lord Ji, who was on the window, suddenly jumped up, holding his heart exaggeratedly and howling......

The little cousin also fainted~~~

"Tut-tut, the little cousin and the little cousin-in-law are really a natural pair."

The whole is a high-class royal patient suite, a large and luxurious Simmons soft bed, a man and a woman who are asleep on the left and right, each hanging high with a plaster cast on one leg.

That picture ~~~

Ji Shaojue and the two of them supported their chins with their hands, staring at the two people on the bed with cute straight hooks, and kept sighing.

"Ah~~~"

Before he finished shouting, he was carried out by the queen with one hand on the back of his neck.

……

In another private superior ward.

The soft sunlight of Rome, shining through the clear glass windows, shone in and scattered sparsely.

On the side of the hospital bed, on Ji Tianmiao's beautiful face that seemed to be smiling forever, the faint expression made it impossible to see clearly.

In the shallow sunlight, Ji Tianmiao's crystal eyes looked at the man on the hospital bed who had not yet woken up from anesthesia.

It's only been half a month, and she feels like half a century has passed.

Clenched the man's slightly rough palm, and smiled faintly,

Mo Li, do you feel the same way as me?

……

Ji Tianmiao thought that she could survive ten years of unrequited love, and she could use time to get through the sadness of completely losing him.

But, day after day, day after day......

Until that day, in the sea of purple lavender flowers in Provence, Ji Tianmiao posted a Weibo,

"I'm in Provence, miss me?"

She actually held her mobile phone and stupidly read tens of thousands of fan comments, everyone said that they missed her, but he was the only one missing.

At that moment, the elf guarding the purple castle cried, and the charming lavender was also filled with a layer of lilac love......

It turns out that time is the antidote, but it is also the most poisonous poison in the world.

It turns out that there is a tomb in the heart, where the surviving live......

……

Ji Tianmiao raised the big hand he was holding tightly in his hand and put it closer to his eyes.

Ten fingers clasped.

This is what she has been dreaming about every day since ten years ago, and she will pestering him every day.

Big hands hold small hands and walk together to the end of the years.

Gently raising his hand, his lips fell on the back of the man's hand, and the tears that "ticked" fell from his eyes without warning.

Why, Moli?

Why don't you want me?

Is it really because you've always treated me like a sister?

Even she couldn't convince herself of this explanation......

In my mind, I kept thinking of the moment when he rushed to him from the crowd.

In those indifferent eyes that looked at her without any emotion, Ji Tianmiao saw a panic, fear, and trembling rage that a man had never shown......

……

To my sister, should it really be such a look?

Moli, do you really take me for a fool?

Ten years ago, you saved my life, and then I loved you for ten years.

Ten years later, you saved me, so, Moli, do I want to continue to love you for another ten years?

What's your answer?

Will you continue to want me?

Cool tears fell on the place where the lip flap and the back of the hand fit, and kept sliding down......

Under the light sunlight, the light of the glass is gently reflected.

……

The screen of the mobile phone placed at the bedside suddenly lit up, showing a text message from the "Little Prince".

Ji Tianmiao carefully put Mo Li's hand on the quilt, raised the back of his hand to wipe the tears on his face, and then picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table very lightly.

The moment she clicked on the content of the message, Ji Tianmiao already knew the answer in her heart.

The glowing lips and the corners of the mouth are smeared with a slight arc, but they look particularly beautiful in the sun.

A slender finger taps briskly and sends.

Looking at the text messages that had been sent, Ji Tianmiao breathed a sigh of relief, the weight that had been pressed on his heart for half a month, and he couldn't get rid of it, suddenly relaxed.

Once again, he took the man's slightly cold palm, held his hands together in the palms, and the shallow smile at the corner of his mouth rose and turned up slightly.

Mo Li, since you don't want to pull me forward, let me pull you.

……

On the mobile phone, the sent text message displays,

"I'm sorry, Henry."

Ji Tianmiao knows that it is too painful to like others but not like their own feelings.

Henry likes her, but she likes Moli and can't tolerate anyone anymore.

Her heart is so small that she can't bear too much good from others.

Because, she has no way to reciprocate, even if she knows that Henry is willing.

In other words, she feels sorry for Henry, but she actually feels sorry for herself.

Ten years later, she has become accustomed to this painful love, and even like a drug addiction, it has become an indispensable part of her life.

However, Ji Tianmiao forgot.

She was used to it, and so was Henry, who had long been trapped in this painful but unwanted love, allowing it to erode her life......

……

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(Baby, good night, today the rabbit is broken first =_=, tomorrow erupts and goes!) ╭(╯3╰)╮）