The two of them went out, and An Mingzhu lingered at the door for a long time, feeling uneasy.
Jiang Yunmo frowned and said, "If you're not worried, go and have a look."
"What do you know? Jiang Jiang is young and doesn't know anything. That Jing Yu doesn't seem to be easy to talk to. If Jiang Jiang is not careful and is perfunctory by her, then she won't cry."
Just thinking about Jiang Jiang crying made An Mingzhu feel extremely sad inside.
"What's the matter with you? You don't even know how to make friends. You only have those weird friends."
The anger suddenly transferred to Jiang Yunmo.
Jiang Yunmo:......
So I told myself not to let him in.
Don’t listen!
Jiang Yunmo, a mute man, ate Coptis chinensis and could not tell the story of his suffering.
…
Inside the Jiang Family Garden, the street lights were shrouded quietly, giving it a hazy sense of beauty.
Jiang Jiang lowered his head and looked at the gauze on his legs. It just... made people feel extremely unsightly.
Before he could think for a moment and say something, he heard that cold voice with a hint of questioning:
"Jiang Jiang, aren't you going to say something to me?"
"..."
Jiang Jiang raised his head.
The other party was tall, and the falling black figure almost enveloped his entire body.
The pressure that I haven't felt for a long time once again makes people feel like they can't breathe.
Jing Yu looked at her quietly.
It's ridiculous to say it, but I've been waiting until now.
Wait until Jiang Jiang took the initiative to talk to himself about this matter.
Jiang Jiang habitually pretends to be dead.
It seems that one thing has been tacitly accepted: as long as you don't speak, the other party can't do anything to you?
Jing Yu would only pretend to scare himself, but he would just keep his mouth shut every time.
Then nothing happens.
It's a pity that there was too much time between the two of them.
It's been so long that Jiang Jiang has completely forgotten that the thing she hates most is cheating.
"So, how long do you plan to lie to me? Or do you plan to keep it like this and not say anything to me?"
There was sullenness in his eyes, and the man's gentle and jade-like brows were mixed with a bit of sinisterness.
Jiang Jiang shook his head, bit his lip, and looked elsewhere.
Jing Yu stood upright in front of her.
Completely blocking all her sight, her voice sounded a bit colder than before: "Jiang Jiang, do you think I will never be able to remember the past?"
Jiang Jiang seemed to be awakened all of a sudden. She raised her head with disbelief in her eyes, "...you remember?"
Uncontrollably, cold sweat broke out all over my back.
"You hope I never remember?"
She smiled mockingly.
Jiang Jiang was choked and realized what he had indirectly admitted.
But soon, she spoke again with a tone of reluctance: "I don't understand what you are talking about? I don't know what you are talking about either."
"Really?" His tone was light, and it was hard to guess what he was thinking in his heart.
Jiang Jiang was afraid of him being like this before.
Jing Yu usually looks like a cold and noble young master.
Only when you see his gloomy look do you know how terrifying Jing Yu is in private.
Jiang Jiang almost didn't dare to speak, and his body was in an instinctive nod.
"Jiang Jiang." He spoke softly, but it also brought a sense of gritted teeth, "I'll give you a chance to tell me."