And on Christmas Eve, he also deliberately provoked Jiang Yuye, he quietly told Jiang Yuye about his plan to deceive Feng Qingyue, and he really couldn't control it and wanted to kill him.

Just like Brother Leopard moved Feng Qingyue, he didn't leave any way back, which gave him a chance to send him to prison.

The events of his previous life, his memory is also very vague, the clearest is the story between him and Feng Qingyue, and finally it came to an abrupt end after Feng Qingyue's death, no matter how he recalls, he can't remember the aftermath.

Because the day Feng Qingyue died was the day Jiang Yuye was released from prison.

After a long time, Xiao Yiheng rubbed his frozen hands and left in the opposite direction of Feng Qingyue, he hoped that Feng Qingyue could continue to hate him and arouse her emotions, but now, she has let go, and even the harm he caused to her in his previous life has also been let go.

He understood, Feng Qingyue wanted him to live to death with guilt, right?

……

The days are getting colder by the day.

Sometimes it rained, sometimes it didn't, and it was always overcast, with occasional cold winds.

Since the last showdown with Xiao Yiheng, Xiao Yiheng has never come to her again.

Feng Qingyue didn't pay attention to this, but when he thought of it, he would think of Jiang Yuye, why couldn't he be like Xiao Yiheng, stabbed a few words and left obediently.

They are only in their second year of high school, and they don't have as much schoolwork as the third year of high school, but Feng Qingyue arranges his time full every day, except for reading books and rehearsing for the New Year's Day show, he has no time to think about superfluous things at all.

It was fast approaching December 20, five days before Christmas.

Although the school is not a festival, some of them have already started to wrap apples and prepare to give them out on Christmas Eve.

Meng Yuyu snorted: "I don't have any intention of giving apples, Qingqing, I'll give you a big orange on Christmas Eve!"

She began to stretch out her hand and count: "One Tangtang, one Sister Wutong, should I give Chen Songyi one?"

Shaking his head violently as he spoke, he was not interested in a cold scholar like Chen Songyi and stayed away.

Don't think she didn't find out, disgust flashed in his eyes when he looked at her: "He definitely doesn't like it, forget it, give my cousin a ......" She glanced at Feng Qingyue and didn't dare to mention Qin Junyu's name.

Qin Junyu disappeared with Jiang Yuye for more than half a month, she asked Fang Zhou, Fang Zhou didn't tell her, and she didn't know what was so mysterious.

Today is the day of the selection of the school's New Year's Day show, and they all go to the school auditorium, and the president and members of the student union of No. 1 Middle School are the judges, and the programs are selected by them.

Feng Qingyue only sang two sentences, and this show was selected, along with the dance choreographed by Meng Yuyu.

Meng Yuyu was so excited that he hugged Feng Qingyuele: "Qingqing, I knew that you were allowed to go!" This time, we must get the ranking of the program we rehearse! There is a certificate of merit, there is a certificate of merit for picking up garbage behind the wall of our sixth class, which is too shabby. ”

"I'll go down and prepare the costumes for you that day's performance, you must dress up very beautifully and dominate the audience."

Feng Qingyue twitched the corner of his mouth: "Keep a low profile, Yu Yu."

"Hehe, it's a waste of your beauty if you don't dress up."

The two of them came out of the auditorium, and Feng Qingyue's mobile phone vibrated a little.

Now that school is approaching, her phone rings before she takes it out.

She pulled out her phone, and the name displayed on the screen gave her the illusion of being in a different world.

The first call ended in her daze, and the second came in shortly.

Feng Qingyue asked Meng Yuyu to go back to the classroom first, she walked to the quiet side, and still clicked to answer, the wind on his side seemed to be very strong, and the whirring sound was like thunder.

"Hello?" Jiang Yuye's voice was low and hoarse, he seemed to be sick, and he had a thick nasal voice.

After a few seconds, Feng Qingyue replied softly: "Hmm."

"When I come home from school, I'll wait for you at your door, and I'll bring back what you want."

The wind in the microphone was whistling, she didn't speak, and Jiang Yuye didn't speak.

Feng Qingyue exhaled slightly, and the white mist spread on her face: "Okay."

For half a month, she waited for Jiang Yuye.

After school in the afternoon, she didn't go to the small neighborhood but went straight home.

The tall and thin figure stood downstairs in her house, looking up at the second floor where she lived, hearing the movement behind him, he turned his head, his eyebrows and eyes were as delicate as ever, but there was more fatigue.

A pair of beautiful phoenix eyes only had a hint of brilliance when he saw Feng Qingyue, his hair was a little wet, and a water mark was printed on his eyebrows.

In half a month, he lost a lot of weight.

He held a box and walked in front of Feng Qingyue, inside was a piece of ice, in the middle of the ice was an ice bubble with a frost flower pattern, some places on his hands were frostbitten, and when he noticed Feng Qingyue's look, his hand dodged.

"This is the bubble you wanted, I brought it."

Feng Qingyue couldn't describe her mood at the moment, she lowered her head and tried to suppress her emotions, and finally pretended to be indifferent and raised her head and smiled: "Jiang Yuye, the bubble is broken."

Jiang Yuye was stunned for a moment, looked down and saw that the bubbles that he had protected all the way were really broken and exploded into ice flowers.

"So what?" His tone trembled a little.

"If it's broken, it's broken, and it's hard to reunite when it's broken."

After going around in circles, he still got this result.

Jiang Yuye tugged at the corners of his lips, and finally laughed, the box was thrown on the ground by him like garbage, he took a step back, and looked at Feng Qingyue's pale little face seriously.

There was a dead silence in his dark eyes, and he stared at her and said slowly, "Your heart is colder than ice."

After Jiang Yuye finished speaking, he turned around and left without hesitation.

It wasn't until he disappeared that Feng Qingyue's tears broke down, and she squatted down and picked up the box that Jiang Yuye had lost.

This is the ending she wants, Jiang Yuye is gone, no accident they will not cross paths again, but why is she so sad?

Only when Jiang Yuye is far away from her, he is safe, she doesn't want to implicate him anymore, she comforts herself in her heart, so be it, be sensible.

But she still took the box brought by Jiang Yuye back to her home, she didn't know how difficult it was to form a frost flower bubble, she made bubble water and came to the courtyard, and suddenly she wanted to put an identical one in.

……

Jiang Yuye returned home, the door was not closed and rushed into the bathroom first, he looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly he didn't know him, the person in the mirror was full of exhaustion, and there was despair in the depths of his eyes, he didn't know what the meaning of going to Baicheng was, was it for that broken bubble? He just wanted to fulfill Feng Qingyue's wish.

Why is it that even the people in the mirror are laughing at him for being stupid? Are you willing to be tricked?

Jiang Yuye suddenly punched the mirror, the mirror was torn apart, and the blood stains on his hands fell all over the ground, and even his appearance became unrecognizable in the fragments.

His eyes slowly froze, and he walked to the living room without any pain.

When he saw the portrait of Wen Linshu in the living room, his mind was dizzy and he fainted.

I said that the next plot is going to be sweet, can you believe me?!

By the way, ask for a ticket~