In fact, she has always pursued harmony in the past, and she has never had a personal enmity with anyone, so her popularity in the circle is not bad.

However, during this time, her experience taught her that it takes seven inches to fight snakes, to cut grass to the roots, and even if it doesn't work, she must avoid contact with those who have enemies.

It's like the glass of red wine that killed you, or the grudge with Bai Furou.

But was she necessarily right to do so? Maybe things don't have to go to the point of being prosecuted.

She's been worrying about that all day today.

Strange as it may seem, when do we need to compare compassion with tolerating others bullying us?

That night, Jiang Shengjiu contacted some lawyers at home to consult about this matter, and suddenly received a call from Tong'an.

The call was from the teacher on Tong'an's side, this semester is the final sprint stage of the third year of high school, Tong'an's foundation is too poor, in order to devote himself to learning, he applied to live on campus.

Although he will squeeze time to cooperate with Jiang Shengjiu to record songs on weekends, the high-intensity work and rest make him unbearable until now.

There is only Jiang Shengjiu in Tong'an's address book, and the teacher on duty at the school also called Jiang Shengjiu after discovering that Tong'an had a high fever, and asked her to hurry to the school's infirmary to take a look, and if the fever really can't go away, it is better to send it to the hospital.

Jiang Shengjiu was also busy enough during this time, but he didn't expect that he was in the nervous third year of high school, and he usually thought that he had no pressure when he looked at his docile appearance, who knew that this child was carrying it by himself.

Linyin was dealing with things in the living room, and when he saw Jiang Shengjiu wearing a coat, he came out and asked, "Where are you going so late?" ”

Jiang Shengjiu hadn't taken the driver's license yet, and it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, and it was inconvenient to take a taxi, so she had to pull Linyin up and accompany him.

When he arrived at the school infirmary, there was only one teacher on duty who was by Tong'an's side, and Tong'an was covered with a thick quilt, with a fever-reducing patch on his forehead, and his face was very red.

"How is Tong'an now? Has the fever subsided? Do you want to go to the hospital? Jiang Shengjiu hurriedly asked the teacher on duty.

The teacher on duty is a new substitute teacher, he is very sleepy now, and he has to get up at five or six o'clock tomorrow morning to read early, and it is not easy to wait for Jiang Shengjiu to come over until now. However, because Tong'an's recent efforts are indeed obvious to all of them, they told her about Tong'an's affairs in detail.

"I only found out that he was sick when I went to the evening self-study tonight, and Tong'an has put too much pressure on him recently, and he has to catch up with the classes he left behind. And I heard from his roommate that he had to study until two or three o'clock every night.

I hope that you, as a sister, can take good care of Tong'an, don't put too much pressure on yourself, or your body is important. He took antipyretics, but he still had a low-grade fever just now, if you are not at ease, you can send Tong'an to the hospital to take a look, and it is best to do a check-up to see if it is malnutrition recently. ”

Jiang Shengjiu knew that the teacher had misunderstood the relationship between Tong'an and himself, and he didn't explain it at the moment, so he told the teacher that he wanted to take Tong'an to the hospital, and the teacher also signed a leave slip and let him go.

Linyin came to work as a coolie, and Tong'an, who was sleeping in a daze, went out, Jiang Shengjiu was afraid that Tong'an would be blown by the wind, and borrowed a thin quilt from the teacher on duty to wrap Tong'an.

The teacher on duty entered this aristocratic school, and he also saw a lot of good-looking rich people, so at first he saw Jiang Shengjiu, who was not powdered, was stunned for a moment and came back to his senses, and then he didn't notice the person standing behind Jiang Shengjiu when he talked about Tong'an.

In the end, it was only when the man behind Jiang Shengjiu took Tong'an away that he seemed to react..... The man's face seemed familiar.............

Jiang Shengjiu actually didn't deliberately want to hide the current relationship between her and Linyin, let it be, whether it was public or not, in fact, it had no impact on the parties, but after it was made public, the matter between them would always become a topic of conversation in the mouths of [irrelevant] others.

Linyin drove and directly sent Tong'an to the private hospital he had been going to, and also directly arranged for a doctor to come to see Tong'an's situation.

Jiang Shengjiu has always been by Tong'an's side, she has never seen Tong'an as weak as a kitten like now, and her hands have been clutching the sheets tightly.

Jiang Shengjiu looked at Tong An's hand, like an ordinary teenager, the bones were distinct, and the blue-purple blood vessels appeared through the white, almost transparent skin, and it seemed that he could see the blood flowing inside. Tong'an's fingers are thinner than the boy's, and more delicate than the girl's hand.

She didn't know what was going on, so she put her hand on Tong'an's hand, and her heart was full of guilt at this time.

Because of her filming plan, she got him and Wen Tingyue together on the weekend to get familiar with the content, but forgot that his main thing now is his studies, and she also made an agreement with him to let him be admitted to the Conservatory of Music of Hucheng University.

This is a pressure for him, especially since Tong'an's cultural class level is too much worse than others.

However, Jiang Shengjiu stubbornly pressed this [expectation] on his shoulders, and did not consider whether it could be accomplished according to Tong'an's ability.

"I'm sorry, I said I would protect you."

Jiang Shengjiu muttered this sentence out of his mouth, and then suddenly realized that he recalled the memory that belonged to Jiang Shengjiu and Tong'an.

"Xiao Jiu, ........ you" Tong'an woke up and looked at Jiang Shengjiu, who didn't know what he was thinking.

His hand didn't move, and he could feel that the temperature of Jiang Shengjiu's hand was a little cold, and it was still very soft.

Jiang Shengjiu saw that he was awake, so he wanted to press the bell at the head of the bed and call the doctor to help him see the situation.

Tong An took Jiang Shengjiu's hand, shook his head slightly, and said, "Wait, I'm much better." I just wanted to talk to you. ”

Jiang Shengjiu gave up when he heard Tong An say this, anyway, Linyin was talking to the doctor outside, maybe he would come over in a while.

"Well, what do you want to say? Are you thirsty right now? I'll pour you some water. Jiang Shengjiu was about to stand up as he spoke, but his hand was grabbed by Tong'an.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Shengjiu asked.

"Are you Xiao Jiu?" Tong An didn't speak at first, just looked at her blankly, and finally asked out loud.

Jiang Shengjiu vaguely knew what he wanted to ask, sighed softly, and then sat back in his chair.

"What's wrong? Asking this question suddenly? Didn't I tell you that I had amnesia? Jiang Shengjiu couldn't confess directly, she didn't have any way to tell others about this kind of thing.

It's more than Amnesia.

Tong'an smiled when he heard Jiang Shengjiu's words, and continued: "I can know if you have amnesia, but .......... But....... I just want to ask you, where is the original Jiang Shengjiu. ”

Tong'an's words began to lead to crying, and he was even pleading with Jiang Shengjiu.

"She.... Isn't she right here? Jiang Shengjiu didn't know how to answer Tong'an's question, but she could obviously feel Tong'an's tone give her a violent emotional shock, Jiang Shengjiu finally pointed to her and said.

Tong An shook his head, and the tears in his eyes flowed down the sofa.

"No, no, you're not her, she's gone, aren't you?"

Having said this, Jiang Shengjiu found that he had no way to continue to tell half a lie to Tong'an, not even to shirk it.

"I don't know if she's gone, it seems to be gone, it seems to stay in my body, I know all her memories, but I can't tell." Jiang Shengjiu lowered his head, as if he was answering Tong'an's question, and as if he was reflecting on himself.

She really didn't know where Jiang Shengjiu had gone before, leaving her with a bunch of messy memories and the emotions left behind by these memories.

Is she gone? Or does it not exist anywhere in this universe? She didn't know, it was an answer she would never get.

Tong'an has always been a crying bag, his tears don't need money to flow all the time, as if he has installed a faucet on the ocean, and as soon as he opens it, he will have the strength to dry up the water in the ocean.

"How did you find out? It is...... I'm not ........ her," Jiang Shengjiu was more curious about this question.