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"I wrote this for you." The man looked silent and solemn. After a long silence, facing the wind, his deep and dark pupils reflected the shadow of Nanjiu, his thin lips parted slightly, and he paused every word.
Nan Jiu froze.
Her fingertips trembled, and she made a sound for a long time, with a self-deprecating arc on her lips: "Han Jinyan, I wasn't joking with you, so you¡ª"
"I'm not joking." He interrupted Nan Jiu's unbelievable words.
Han Jinyan spoke softly, with a clear voice, as if a cello was gently pulled by his ear, "The only way I could think of at the beginning was a love letter I wrote two letters, and one was unheard of in the school classroom. It was placed on your desk when you were a child, and the other one is on the wall of a wind chime shop near No. 1 Middle School."
"In addition to those three words of love, I also said in the letter that I will wait for you at the airport until the last moment of boarding."
He said: "As long as you come, I will never leave again."
Yes,
But she didn't come.
But they never thought about it,
There will be such a tortuous episode in the middle, distorting the truth of all things.
"I don't know anything about the airport." With such a thing, her cognition was completely turned upside down. She touched the tip of her tongue to her palate, and was surprised for a moment, not knowing what to say. Nan Jiu bit the tip of her tongue hard, forcing herself with pain Calm down enough, pause every word: "I didn't receive the love letter at all, I saw it from Liu Yiyi's desk, and Liu Yiyi read it out in front of the classmates in the class."
"But what if she took it?" Han Jinyan asked back.
Nan Jiu lowered his head and said nothing.
Her left fingertips pressed hard on the joints of her right hand. The fingertips turned dark red due to the force, but the knuckles were pale.
"Han Jinyan." She looked up at him, her peach eyes were bright, with a faint smile, as if she was talking about something very ordinary, "Do you think I should believe it?"
All the sadness and despair at the beginning,
All the knots that are hard to let go in the past eight years,
As a result, tell her now,
In the end, it was nothing but a misunderstanding.
Nan Jiu even felt a little ridiculous in his heart, and a little indescribably sad.
The heart seemed to be entangled with a long and thin thread, and then it was severely restrained and pulled, causing fine and dense pains.
Han Jinyan didn't remember to answer Nan Jiu's question.
Just looking down, seeing her tightly pressing her hands, she frowned imperceptibly.
He took a step forward, and faced Nan Jiu, stretched out his hand and silently separated Nan Jiu's hands, "Believe it or not, can you stop making fun of your own body?"
Nanjiu lowered his eyelashes and landed on the hands of the two.
The man's fingers are slender and distinct, and the lines of the joints are exquisite and beautiful. They are the favorite type in the painter's brush, like cold white jade.
At this moment, it was so easy to close her hand, slowly conveying the long-lost temperature.
Do not know why,
She suddenly felt that her eyes were a little sour, and even her eye sockets were a little red. She turned her face away, the curvature of her jaw was fair, and her thin shoulders were slightly undulating with a beautiful curvature.
"Han Jinyan." She said, her smile had long since disappeared, she was dazed and at a loss, and even slightly trembling: "What should I do?"
Subconsciously and instinctively, she relied on the young man who suddenly broke into her world like the scorching sun eight years ago, but died without a problem in the end.
"Be nice to yourself." Han Jinyan took her hand and smiled lightly. His brows and eyes belonged to the delicate and gentle light when dawn broke, "This is the only thing you have to do."
"Do you hear clearly?" He paused every word, his voice was low and magnetic, as if the April wind was blowing by his ears: "Nan Xiaojiu."
A title deep in memory.
Clear and delicate eyebrows and eyes.
completely overlap each other.
As if they hadn't broken up for eight years, as if they had never parted, as if they were still the same as before.
Hearing such a title, Nan Jiu lowered her eyes, not daring to look at the face that seemed to be engraved in the depths of her soul, for fear that she would treat all this as eight years ago, and rushed over unscrupulously and whispered to him. Yan.
She just responded lightly: "Okay."
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It has been about a week since the last time, Nan Jiu was absent-mindedly feeding the cat, thinking about something, while the phone next to him kept talkingThe bright screen flickered.
She picked up the phone and took a look. The group chat belonging to her high school classmates was already 99+ news at this moment.
Nan Jiu didn't care about this matter originally, but she captured a name from it.
Han Jinyan.
Nan Jiu hesitated for a while, but still looked at what they were talking about.
After finishing reading, she put back her phone and stared at Zhenghuan's little orange cat, who was eating canned fish.
Han Jinyan wants to take the initiative to hold a class reunion where Class 1 of the third year gathers together?
Even the time and place have been set?
No wonder the conversation in the group is in full swing at the moment.
What exactly is he going to do
Nan Jiu licked his crimson lips, sighed faintly, and didn't think about it again.
She didn't intend to participate, so naturally she ignored it.
So next,
Nan Jiu didn't know what happened at the class reunion.
until¡¡
There was a video privately sent to her by a person named "Jiang He".
Looking at the frame of the video, there are many familiar and unfamiliar faces.
Nan Jiu suddenly remembered that today is the day of the class reunion.
She was a bit impressed with Jiang He, but why did he send himself a video?
Inexplicable.
Nanjiu slowly sent a question mark.
The other side quickly responded: What happened at the class reunion, about you, I think you should know about it.
Nan Jiu stared at the words on the screen, and finally clicked in.
The man in the neat suit in the video seems to be the most dazzling existence no matter where he goes, and his expression is extremely cold that Nan Jiu has never seen before, as if all the warmth has been emptied like a cold river.
Liu Yiyi is also there.
Former classmates,
Most of them are there.
Nan Jiu listened to him.
"Through this class reunion, I just want to explain an incident eight years ago."
She saw that man's expression was indifferent, he stopped every word, and his words were harsh and merciless, exposing Liu Yiyi's actions.
Under the large crowd, there was never any feeling of pity and pity for jade.
Back then, the few girls who read the love letter to Liu Yiyi in person were stunned. To be precise, many of the people present almost dropped their jaws in astonishment. Looking at Liu Yiyi whose face suddenly turned pale, those strange eyes seemed to be looking at something strange. people.
"There is such a thing"
"Is Liu Yiyi so unscrupulous?"
"I read the love letter myself! I thought it was the president who fell in love with Liu Yiyi, but when I think about it, it seems that the president didn't have anything special about Liu Yiyi!" (Remember this website: www.hlnovel .com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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