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    After Jiang Xuan finished speaking, he didn't speak any more, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he smoked cigarettes one after another.

    Jiang Xun thought that he had actually made a decision long ago, otherwise he wouldn't have said such things at the restaurant just now.

    She didn't know why he didn't fight for it or go up, and even rejected Zheng Feng and others before, stubbornly walking in a one-way street, seemingly indifferent to everything, even though he won the glory by himself and succeeded in China's first class  racing driver.

    But he is an ambitious and aggressive person, and she hopes that he will always be a shining person.

    After smoking a cigarette, Yang Jishen lowered his head and laughed, feeling lazy and composed when he looked at Jiang Xun.

    Jiang Xuan said: "I know that you actually like racing cars, and you can do it if you like it. This is what you told me."

    If he doesn't like it, he can give up this dangerous career when he pays off his debts. He is so smart, she thought, he can do well in any industry.

    Racing cars attract him, just like he attracts her, she likes his freedom, he likes the excitement and indulgence of racing cars.

    Also later, Jiang Xuan asked why he liked it. He said that the moment he rushed out, he didn¡¯t know whether he would die or live.  It's over, so he cherishes his life, just like a person will regret ending his life only in the few seconds when he jumps from upstairs.

    Yang Jichen stubbed out the cigarette, walked towards her, and lazily said: "Do it if you like it, yes, I said it."

    Jiang Xun: "No, why are you taking my clothes off?"

    "I like you." A rogue tone.

    Jiang Xun: ""

    The two opened a room in the middle of the night, and the next day was Friday, Jiang Xun dragged his crippled body to class, with dark circles under his eyes, Yang Jichen drove her to the door, he was very energetic, and swayed at her.  He waved his hand and said, "Take a good class, and I will check my homework when I come back."

    Jiang Xuan made a face at him and ran away.

    Xu Dan: "Tsk tsk tsk, are you a consecrator?"

    Lin Yun: "Has Yang explained everything clearly?"

    Zhang Jiajia: "I don't understand, I don't understand anything."

    Jiang Xuan put the three heads together and said in a low voice, "He bought a house here, and he and I will live here from now on."

    "Wow!"

    The four girls were all startled. Looking back, Song Yicheng covered his mouth with his hands, and his eyes almost popped out.

    Song Yicheng sat behind Jiang Yu and poked her on the shoulder, "Your boyfriend is back? Proposed? Are you getting married? Or are you pregnant first? Are you going to live here from now on?"

    Jiang Xun: "this um"

    Song Yicheng: "Do you really like him?"

    Xu Dan patted him with the book, "What nonsense are you asking, gossips are like gossips in the village."

    Song Yicheng looked at Jiang Piao with indescribable seriousness in his eyes. Jiang Piao nodded and said, "I like him very much."

    Song Yicheng smiled slowly, "It's great, you will have a home in the future, it's great."

    ? When the class bell rang, Jiang Xuan turned around, Song Yicheng lowered his head, there were graffiti left by former students on the desk, carved with a knife, and traced with a black pen, it read: The past, the past, erased

    After the New Year's Eve at the end of December, 2009 is ushered in, and the New Year's Day holiday is also coming.

    For the first time, Jiang Xuan threw down her books and spent the holiday happily. She and Yang Jichen made an appointment to go to the furniture city.

    At eight o'clock in the morning, a few rays of morning light struggled to emerge from the clouds and mist, the frost formed dewdrops, the dry branches shook, and the dewdrops fell. The campus is always sparsely populated in the morning during the holidays. Those who should sleep are sleeping and should go home  All went home.

    Yang Jishen waited on the side of the asphalt road at the entrance of the dormitory, the cigarette smoke at his fingertips was lingering like morning fog.

    Not far away came the sound of the wheels of the suitcase rolling on the ground, from far to near, Yang Jichen played with the lighter and didn't pay attention until the sound stopped beside him.

    The boy was a little shorter than him, thin and clean, dragging a black suitcase, and wearing a black down jacket just like him.

    Yang Jichen paused slightly in his hand, and then continued to send the cigarette to his mouth.

    A gust of cold wind blew by, and the two stood in the morning light without any communication.

    When Jiang Xuan came out of the dormitory, she saw two people standing side by side, one tall and the other low. She stepped down the steps, walking slowly step by step, the smile on her face gradually faded away, and her eyes were on the two sides.?Professors in public classes always drink that, but they are still bald.  "

    Yang Jishen handed her the hot water, "Godberry nourishes deficiency and improves essence."

    "ah?"

    The corner of Yang Jichen's mouth slightly raised, "I'll drink more to satisfy you."

    Jiang Xun choked

    The things Song Yisheng sent were put in the schoolbag by Jiang Yu and forgot until the last day of the New Year¡¯s Day holiday, when she and Yang Jichen finished picking out the last things that needed to be purchased from the furniture city.  come out.

    Yang Jishen was driving, and the box rolled down to Jiang Xun's feet. She picked it up and watched it for a while.

    Yang Jichen leaned on the car window with one hand and the steering wheel with the other, "Aren't you going to take it apart and have a look?"

    "No, I'll give it back to him in class tomorrow."

    "He seems to be very enthusiastic about you."

    Jiang Jue was really afraid that he would break Song Yisheng's leg, so he quickly vetoed it: "He is very warm to everyone, and his personality is just like that."

    "Then do you think he is a good man?" He asked calmly.

    "Could it be a bad guy?"

    This question is a bit strange

    ? On the second day of class, Song Yisheng was absent, and Jiang Piao lay on the table and stared at the box, waiting for him but not waiting for him.

    Xu Dan and the others were curious, and encouraged, Jiang Xuan opened the box.

    Xu Dan was well-informed, so he made a judgment after just one glance: "This thing is very valuable. Judging by the quality and brilliance, I think it must be a few years old."

    Yang Jishen was busy decorating the milk tea shop in Qianjie. The style was the same as the one in Mocheng, mainly black and white. He also laid floor tiles at the entrance and set up outdoor resting places with parasols and small glass round tables.  It attracted many students before the decoration was completed.

    ? When Yang Jichen was fuming the worker, the door was pushed open, and the worker moved his eyes towards the door to signal Yang Jichen.

    Song Yicheng looked at him and smiled at him, showing a row of nice teeth.

    "Can Ican I chat with you for a while?" he asked.

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