Jiang Nanshu, who knew the result, wanted to laugh, but in the end she bent downward, her lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something, but her throat was blocked again.

"Okay." She replied lightly: "Okay...... Got it. ”

Jiang Nanshu stood up, her slightly curly black hair draped behind her, and she walked out step by step.

From the time she met Zhou Yanxu, this was her salvation.

She chased after him for a long, long time, and after his death, it became even more entangled.

When she was in a car accident, her last thought was to be sorry for Zhou Yanxu.

She did not bring his ashes back to his hometown.

This life was saved by Zhou Yanxu, his participation in her upbringing, there were no women around him, and he had always pushed off the family marriage on the grounds of heart disease.

Jiang Nanshu turned fifteen years old.

confessed to Zhou Yanxu.

Let him wait for her to grow up, and she will marry him when she grows up.

At that time, his expression was stunned and complicated, and finally laughed into a sentence: "Child, when you grow up, I will be old." ”

"I don't care, age won't be a reason to hold me back."

At that time, she swore by her, with an inevitable light between her eyebrows, and when she became an adult, Zhou Yanxu would not treat her as a child.

A week after this incident.

He's dead.

Age doesn't stand in the way, but death does.

She stretched out her hand to support the wooden door frame, the cold rain curled her hair in the wind, the sandalwood on the tip of her nose became lighter and lighter, Jiang Nanshu looked back at him, Zhou Yanxu's complexion was very white, and the green tendons on the back of his hand on the Buddha beads were obvious.

The corners of Jiang Nanshu's mouth hooked up a mocking smile: "Don't be attached, don't be attached." ”

"Zhou Yanxu." She turned around, leaned over and bowed to him slightly, word by word: "Nanshu, I have been taught." ”

When she raised her eyes again, her reddish eyes returned to indifference.

She ran out as fast as she could.

Zhou Yanxu saw the tears that slipped to her chin, and they were quickly wiped away by her.

He sat still.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the brown Buddha beads he was holding, and the next moment they fell apart and scattered to the ground.

Zhou Yanxu's face turned a little paler.

He took three sticks of incense and wanted to go to the Buddha statue to light it.

The white smoke was quickly extinguished, and he couldn't light it.

The incense is somewhat damp.

Zhou Yanxu inserted the extinguished incense into the incense burner.

He smiled at the Buddha statue and said to himself, "I don't want to love sentient beings anymore." ”

The consciousness of God is not concrete, but Xiao Jiang Nanshu, who has a strong will to survive, summoned him, in the ice and snow, he touched her head, and since then he has existed as her protector and blessed her to adulthood.

He came because of her, and he will go away because of her.

Zhou Yan thought that even if he lied, it was nothing.

He will not live to Jiang Nanshu's adulthood.

So it's destined that she can't wait for her to grow up, and she can't marry her.

The current time is what he bought with his life, maybe only three years, maybe only five years, he will disappear, there will be no trace, the little girl is still so young, how to accept the future without him for many years.

It's raining outside, and I don't know if the little girl will hide from the rain.

The thought flashed, and he followed him out of the door.

……

Jiang Nanshu found the umbrella that Zhou Yanxu played yesterday.

Her laundry hadn't dried after it had been washed, so she found a random bag and put it all in one go.

She was already sick, and no matter how sick she was in the rain, it was not enough to support her down the mountain.

Jiang Nanshu's intuition in his heart, Zhou Yanxu remembered, otherwise why would he appear in front of her so accurately to stop her from committing a crime, but it doesn't matter.

She listened to him.

In the future, she will treat him as her benefactor, and she will not have any other feelings.

She just walked to the temple gate.

A figure holding an umbrella walked up the steps of Yulin Temple.

He was dressed in a black suit, the fabric that should have been flat had many folds, and his meticulously groomed black hair hung down on his brows.

Jiang Nanshu stopped and subconsciously took a small step back.

How could Lu Qingyan be here!

But she still stood at the door and didn't move, didn't answer his phone, and ignored his messages, which made her feel a little weak.

The thin white fingers clenched the pocket tightly, and looked at his deep dark eyes, seeing that he also stopped in place, Jiang Nanshu simply stood still and looked down at his toes.

But three seconds.

The cold scent of cedar filled the tip of her nose.

A warm palm covered her forehead, and Lu Qingyan's cold voice sounded: "It's a little hot, is it a fever?" ”

Jiang Nanshu pursed his lips and did not speak.

Lu Qingyan looked at her with a straight face, and couldn't help laughing: "I flew from the capital to the port city, my eyes were not closed, I looked for you all night, I heard that I followed the search and rescue team for three hours in the nearby landslide, and my hands were shaking with fright, for fear that one of them was you." Fortunately, it's not it, and then I went to ask, go to your crew, ask the actors inside, ask Director Wen, find Jiang Leyi, and finally ask Zhou Zhenghui, I only knew that you were in this temple after many times. ”

He stretched out his hand and rubbed her white and flushed cheeks: "I'm afraid that you will be cold and hungry, afraid that you will get sick in the rain, afraid that you will be in danger, and you will still be angry with me?" Nannan, what should I do with you? ”

Jiang Nanshu thought that he would scold her with his head and face.

Because she didn't answer the phone last time and didn't reply to the message, he was angry all night.

This is the second time, and it is more serious than the last.

Jiang Nanshu knew that he had sent a lot of messages, but she was upset and didn't want to reply, nor did she want to see it.

It's just that she didn't expect that Lu Qingyan would look for her until now.

"Am I important to you?" Jiang Nanshu looked directly at him, and his voice was very soft.

Lu Qingyan actually didn't know, but if he couldn't see Jiang Nanshu, he would miss her, and he couldn't contact her, he had to come to Hong Kong City to make sure she was safe if he didn't sign a contract of hundreds of millions, and when he saw her, he was angry and anxious.

Angry, she could borrow a charger to charge her phone to reply to his message, and she was anxious if she had encountered something tricky and was trapped somewhere.

She appeared intact, he wanted to dry her with a cold face, but when he saw her lost her soul and her steps were vain, his anger turned into distress, so that he couldn't say a word of weight.

The relationship between him and Jiang Nanshu began to become unfair.

Whoever is the prey, who is the hunter.

This question is no longer important.

The important thing is that he likes her and can tolerate everything about her, including the coldness she occasionally reveals, including the sense of security she never gives.

Nothing is more important than her being alive.

Lu Qingyan took her into his arms with one hand: "Important." ”

"I'll take you to the hospital down the hill to have a look, and your face is red from burning." He let go of her and took her hand instead, the umbrella tilting toward hers.

"Hmm." She obediently followed Lu Qingyan's pace.

After walking a short distance, Lu Qingyan glanced at the half-hidden gate of the temple.

His dark eyes subconsciously constricted.

Jiang Nanshu subconsciously turned around, the gate was empty, and there was nothing.

The cultivation plan of the love brain Lao Lu.

(End of chapter)