After lying down for a while, a strange phone call came in.

Xia Jinqi stared at it for a long time before picking it up.

"Hello?"

"Girl, I'm going back to Raocheng."

A familiar and unfamiliar male voice, with a hint of hoarseness, reached the ears.

Almost instantly, Xia Jinqi could tell who the person who was speaking!

"Erhuo? You're back? When?! In his tone, it was hard to hide his excitement.

"Just arrived. I'm going to meet someone important tomorrow and then I'm going to find you. ”

"Good! Waiting for you! ”

Xia Jinqi closed the line, but she couldn't sleep at all.

Her childhood friend, Huo Ting, actually returned......

Thirteen years ago, the Huo family lived next door to the Xia family, Huo Ting was the second oldest in the family, with a stubborn personality, often teasing Xia Jinqi, and always had to make her cry before stopping.

Xia Jinqi always called him Er Huo, screaming and screaming, even Huo Ting was used to it.

But later, Huo Ting was sent to the army by his family, saying that he wanted to sharpen his temperament, who knew that this departure would be seven years.

Huo Ting, who was at the airport at the time, also put away his mobile phone and turned to stare at a familiar city in front of him.

Rao Cheng.

A city of forgiveness.

[Girl, it's been seven years, and I'm back for you. 】

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When Yan Jun came back, he hesitated for a moment at Xia Jinqi's door, but still knocked on the door.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Who?" Xia Jinqi sat up in the darkness and looked at the closed door through the faint moonlight pouring in from the window.

"It's me." Yan Jun's deep voice passed through the wall, and in the middle of the night, there was a different kind of demagogy, "Sleeping? ”

"Not yet." Xia Jinqi instinctively hugged the quilt and hugged herself.

Is he having anything to say at such a late hour?

Yan Jun outside the door frowned slightly, but still asked, "What did grandma say to you?" ”

"Didn't say anything...... Xia Jinqi didn't plan to tell Yan Jun 1510.

After all, Long Qingxin mentioned Yan Qing, if she said it, I was afraid that Yan Jun would be unhappy again.

He always minded Yan Qing's existence.

Maybe it's really like what Long Qingxin said, Yan Jun is afraid that she will also be snatched away......

Through a closed door, Yan Jun could also hear Xia Jinqi's tone, which was a little stiff.

He knew that his grandmother had really said something.

"Whatever the content is, you don't have to take it personally."

“…… You...... Are you worried about me? Xia Jinqi raised his head and asked with burning eyes.

For a moment, Yan Jun had already raised his hand, helped the doorknob, and turned slightly.

Xia Jinqi heard the voice, and his eyes inexplicably flashed with some hope.

He...... Will you open the door and come in?

Suddenly, I kind of wanted to see him.

It's a pity that I waited for a while, only waiting for Yan Jun's words, "Sleep, it's not early." ”

Then, there was the sound of footsteps fading away, and the distant sound of doors opening.

Xia Jinqi was a little disappointed.

He opened the door and entered the opposite room.

Sitting on the big bed, she sighed faintly.

His every move seemed to be beginning to tug at her heart......

Late at night.

A light rain began to fall outside the window.

The sound of rain is pouring and disturbing people's hearts.

Xia Jinqi hugged the quilt, just lying on the bed listening to the rain, and listening to his restless heart by the way.

Opposite the house.

Yan Jun didn't fall asleep either.

He lay on his side, staring at the rain-washed night, his eyes dark.

From childhood to adulthood, he has been strategizing everything and winning steadily.

But only for Xia Jinqi.