irresistible sweetness

Chapter 219 Diary (Two in One)
Jiang Yuye originally thought that after being hurt by him, Feng Qingyue's pride would never come again.

But he still underestimated her, her determination to be with him.

The next day she brought a food box, and she had stewed soup for him very early before handing it to him.

Jiang Yuye overturned the soup, and he threw the things Feng Qingyue brought on the ground. He lowered his eyes, afraid that she would see his already blind eyes.

He has only one wish now, the farther Fengqing is from him, the better.

"I said, don't bother me anymore, don't you understand?"

Feng Qingyue looked at him quietly, his face was white, and his whole body was very weak. His left hand and right leg were severely fractured when he fell, and now the only thing he can move is his right hand, even getting out of bed is a problem.

Even if one life is saved, his whole body is no different from being useless.

Feng Qingyue directly used a clean wet towel on the cabinet to wipe off the grease stains on his hands: "Is it burnt?"

Her voice was soft, and she was not angry because of his temper, but was concerned about whether he was scalded by the hot soup.

She wiped away her tears and looked at the sky. The clear sky suddenly became cloudy, and Feng Qing became more afraid of rain, so she went home directly.

She was sitting by the window of her room, from which she could see the road outside, before Jiang Yuye would often send her home, and she would hide here and secretly watch him leave.

2012, June 6.13, rain.

In 2019, 12.31, rain.

On the first day of school, I took the college entrance examination with her.

In 2019, September 9.21, overcast.

"I'm telling you this not to make you sympathize with him, nor to make you feel guilty, but to let you wait for him and greet him when he comes out of the pain." Fang Zhou said slowly: "Yuu Brother is afraid that if he dies, you will be trapped in the past because of his affairs. He said, you still have to realize your ideals and go to a bright future. He would rather hurt himself than take you under his wings and love you , He really loves you, love into the bone."

Jiang Yuye opened his eyes in shock, even if he couldn't see it, he could still feel the softness on his lips, carrying the fragrance of gardenia that he missed day and night, invading all his cells.

In 2019, September 9.5, overcast.

My mother passed away, died of illness, I looked at her exhausted appearance, and swore that my love would never be like her in the future, and my little girl would definitely become the envy of everyone in the world.

I met that transfer student again in the Internet cafe. Her name is Feng Qingyue, and her name sounds nice.It's just that people are not good, they hide when they see me, do I look scary?

"En." Feng Qingyue responded lightly: "It's okay, it's enough that I like you."

She invited me to dinner without any sincerity. She was not very good-looking, but she was very irritating. She said that I am not from the same world. I was suddenly curious, what is your world like?
In 2019, September 9.10, overcast.

He said coldly, "I'll drink it myself, don't come tomorrow."

Feng Qingyue ran up to him out of breath, grabbed his arm tightly, her eyes were red, and she gritted her teeth and asked, "Where is Jiang Yuye, where did he go?"

His right hand clenched into a fist under the quilt, and he held back for a long time before he pressed her head to deepen the kiss.

Feng Qingyue asked: "Drink by yourself?"

In 2019, September 8.29, overcast.

She panicked instantly, grabbed the bodyguard on one side and asked, "Where's your young master? Where did you go?"

He was silent, and then said: "Brother Yu, he lost his eyesight, fell down and hit his head, the eye nerve was congested and caused blindness, and the damage to his body organs would cause him pain and pain every day, and nosebleeds frequently. He needs to take medicine to stop it, the doctor said that in his condition, he will undergo many operations in the future, if he can’t survive, he might die on the operating table.”

She threw away my milk again, and she stood in the light and said, light and dark don't mix, she hates me.

She jumped off the building.

The bodyguard hesitated for a long time before saying: "The young master felt that you disturbed his tranquility and that he could not recuperate well, so he left."

Today is the little girl’s birthday, and it’s snowing heavily outside. I used her birthday to make a wish in Chongguang Temple, but my previous wishes have never been fulfilled. Make a promise, I will marry her at the age of 25.

It's the first time to participate in the sports meeting and get the first place for her.

I also took her to see the stars, and I was happy when she was happy. She said that I liked her, and she thought about it, am I about to succeed?

I'm afraid he also knows that no matter how much trouble he makes, Feng Qingyue will not leave, but he is so stubborn that he doesn't take a bite of what she brought.

"Where did you go?" Feng Qingyue stared fixedly at the bodyguard.

She sat at the desk and opened the first page of his diary. The writing was immature, and it looked like it was written by a child.

"I'm leaving, take a look at this diary."

She forgave me and asked me to be better, she is my sun.

In 2009, 8.27, rain.

However, at the gate of the community, I met Fang Zhou who just came out, holding a box in his hand.

In 2007, 6.1, the weather was rainy.

Jiang Yuye lowered his head and coughed lightly in his throat. Fang Zhou looked at his reddened ears and instantly understood that Feng Qingyue's "hello" was a bit unusual.

The first New Year's Eve spent with her.

In 2007, August 8.27, sunny.

A transfer student came to the school yesterday, bumped into me and ran away, I met her today, looked at her pitifully, invited her to eat a bowl of noodles, and finally she paid.

In 2019, September 10.12, overcast.

He was well disguised, just like a normal person. After eating, he frowned, and impatiently threw the bowl on the side cabinet, neither looking at her nor speaking.

Speaking of this, Fang Zhou paused, and Feng Qingyue burst into tears.

Now that he can't even protect his own, how can he protect her?

First photo with her.

Today is her speech, I look up at her, I seem to have seen her like this a long time ago today, it makes my heart move, makes me fascinated, because she said that everyone is a dusty star, there is always a sparkle A day to shine.

Feng Qingyue squatted down to clean up the spilled food on the ground, his eyes were dark, he couldn't see her appearance, and he didn't know if she was crying under her calm voice.

The more Feng Qing wanted to wait until the last day to fill in the volunteer application, she hadn't been free to take care of Jiang Yuye recently, so on the morning of the 29th, she came to the door of his ward as usual.

Occasionally met Xiao Yiheng blocking her, and saved her again.

In the end, Jiang Yuye could only eat obediently with his still moving right hand.

But he didn't say a word about where Jiang Yuye had gone, pretending to be confused and saying he didn't know.

In 2020, August 5.14, sunny.

I can't sleep, the college entrance examination is about to come, and I can finally be with her in a fair way.

She looked down at his tightly pressed thin lips, then lowered her head and pinched his chin and kissed him.

In 2019, August 10.23, sunny.

He lay on the bed, closed his eyes and turned his head to one side, with a hoarse voice: "Don't come again, you will disturb me a lot, I don't like you anymore."

Jiang Yuye never knew that Feng Qingyue still had such a side, would be stalking and would say that he liked him without hesitation.

In 2020, August 3.1, sunny.

In 2019, August 11.25, sunny.

In 2020, August 9.3, sunny.

In 2019, September 8.27, overcast.

In 2020, August 2.10, sunny.

I still secretly watched her singing show for nothing. She sang really well, so let's draw an end here.

She was sober, but ill.

She's a troublemaker, and when I bought a beef noodle, it got into trouble. I helped her fight, but she was a little white-eyed wolf, and she kept avoiding me and drawing a line with me.Don't you think I like her?Really narcissistic.

She cried silently, tears dripping on the desk.

Feng Qingyue knows the rest of the story clearly.

Feng Qingyue pursed her lips, tasted the tears, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why does he make decisions for me, no matter whether he is disabled or blind, I will run to his side without hesitation, even death can't stop me, I haven't told him the secret about my liking for him, he lived in my heart a long time ago."

Feng Qingyue turned over all the way, and found that the time behind was a little jumpy.

As an adult, he is a little closer to marrying a little girl.

I hit someone on the second day, she was afraid of me, but I don't regret it, anyone who hurt her should go to hell, sorry for scaring you.

It's still sad, but as long as I think of her, I don't feel bitter anymore.

In the new year, try to be a rotten person who knows nothing. My graveyard must be in a swamp.

In 2019, 12.20, rain.

"I'll clean up and leave."

In 2020, August 10.1, sunny.

Fang Zhou looked a little moved, he was happy for Jiang Yuye, at least, his love was reciprocated.

Feng Qing Yue lowered his head and stirred it with a spoon, then replied softly: "En."

In 2018, 8.27, rain.

Fang Zhou frowned in embarrassment, Feng Qingyue said with a strong nasal voice: "Tell me, where did he go?"

In 2016, 2.7, rain.

In 2019, August 10.21, sunny.

He withdrew his hand and said in a cold voice, "Get out."

He was very close to happiness, but he didn't dare to stretch out his hand, and he didn't dare to look at her.

At noon, she still came with the food box. Jiang Yuye threw it on the ground just like in the morning. Feng Qingyue continued to clean up without saying a word. At night, she also took care of him regardless of the weather, but at night, he finally did not continue. threw.

The kindergarten teacher asked us to perform a show. Because of the rain, the show was canceled. When I came home, I saw my father hugging a beautiful aunt. Should I tell my mother?
This is the first entry in Jiang Yuye's diary. Except for the ugly handwriting, he can recognize a lot of characters. It can be seen that he received a good education when he was young.

In 2019, September 9.30, overcast.

The time to fill out the volunteer application is from June 28 to NO.30, a total of three days.

He also closed the door intimately.

Feng Qingyue took the spoon and passed the soup to his mouth, but he didn't even open his mouth, and he didn't want to look at her with his eyes closed.

He smiled awkwardly: "No, I'll go out and play for a while, and I'll come in after you've finished feeding."

Today is my 16th birthday, I am in a bad mood, the sun is out, but it is raining in my heart, and my mother is going to commit suicide again, so tired.

But she saw a few bodyguards coming out of the ward with large and small bags. She took a closer look and saw that Jiang Yuye's ward was empty, the bed was clean and tidy, but he was gone.

The diary writing stops here.

Going to make a wish tomorrow, the college entrance examination is coming, I wish my little girl all the best, will she see the wish I made last year?It's better not to let her see it, or she will laugh at my childishness.

In 2021, August 5.19, sunny.

Fang Zhou shook his head quickly, Feng Qingyue continued: "Then you want to watch me feed him?"

"What I gave you was his diary. I shouldn't have given it to you, because brother Yu tried his best to stay away from you and didn't want to have anything to do with you."

Feng Qingyue is holding Jiang Yuye's diary, the cover has some marks and the style is old, it can be seen that it has been used for many years.

In 2020, August 1.7, sunny.

Feng Qingyue turned around and ran out, took a car and came to Bihai Community, she ran very fast, afraid that Jiang Yuye would disappear if she was late, and hid where she couldn't find it.

In 2020, 9.27, rain.

In 2020, August 8.27, sunny.

The second New Year's Eve I spent with her, as long as I was with her, every day was sunny.

She threw away my milk, which made me a little angry, but it's not her nature to be so angry, which is kind of cute.

The bed was half raised, Jiang Yuye took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp, Feng Qingyue packed the food box and left the hospital.

Watching the sunrise together, we talked about our respective ideals. She brings me strength. I want to study the stars because she likes them.

He took a deep breath and continued: "He woke up on the day of your college entrance examination. When he woke up, the first sentence he said was to ask the time, and then he continued to ask that you didn't take the exam. After hearing the answer, he fell asleep again. , Later, he waited until he had the strength to speak before asking me to tell you that he woke up, he knew you would definitely come, and wanted to say some harsh words to cut off contact with you, but he underestimated your patience and was afraid of the last blow It was out of control and left Lincheng."

In 2015, 11.23, rain.

As soon as I got home, it was pouring rain outside.

That man died, and I should have hated him, but I was still sad.

After a long time, Fang Zhou sighed, "Let go of me first."

The little girl I like seems to be willing to let me approach, but she still avoids me, she must have misunderstood me, how should I untie it?

Feng Qingyue heard a secret from me again.

After he was not imprisoned, Fang Zhou found a diary from a cardboard box and handed it to her: "Brother Yu has left Lincheng to go to other places for treatment. As for where he went, I can't tell you, I'm here to help He packs things in the house, it's his treasure."

Feng Qingyue didn't care, and just took care of him for three days.

I didn't want to care about her at first, but I still couldn't control myself. I was afraid that she would be bullied, but to my surprise, the makeup on her face and the frame of the glasses fell off, and her real face was very beautiful, which made me afraid to approach her. It would be nice if she was as ugly as Feng Qingyue, only I like her.

In 2019, 12.4, rain.

In 2021, August 2.11, sunny.

Jiang Yuye: "..."

Today's school parents' meeting, no one from my family came, I don't care, even if the grades are good, I won't get attention, forget it, let it be.

The next day, Feng Qingyue reported to the hospital on time, and Jiang Yuye also knew that his harsh words would not irritate Feng Qingyue at all, like punching cotton, causing him a headache and helplessness.

So he called the ark to guard it, so that Feng Qingyue would not be the same as yesterday, forcing him to eat by kissing.

In 2020, 7.18, rain.

Jiang Yuye didn't speak any more, closed his eyes as if he was asleep, Feng Qingyue cleaned up the ground, and walked out lightly.

In 2019, September 8.30, overcast.

Today is my fifth birthday, I saw my father and that beautiful aunt again, but my mother didn't know, she was cutting the cake for me, so I told about it, my father threw my cake away, so sad.

In 2015, 3.16, rain.

The bubble she wanted burst, and I woke up from the sweet dream I had for so long. She said that it is difficult to reunite a broken mirror.

She stood on the rostrum to give a speech, the whole person was shining, I fell in love with her suddenly, I wanted to enter her world of light, it doesn't matter if the skin is not good-looking, what I like is her pure soul.

Quietly make a wish, father and mother reconcile.

In 2019, September 9.15, overcast.

But Fang Zhou is fine, Feng Qingyue stared at him and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

In 2019, September 9.21, overcast.

Because something happened to him, he missed the appointment, and he would never be able to realize his ideal again. He was afraid of dragging her down, so he would rather avoid her than be with her.

Feng Qingyue bit his lips firmly, and finally burst into tears. Before meeting her, he had only a few entries in his diary, but after meeting her, he added more.

She cried until her voice was hoarse, and she couldn't stop her tears. Her Jiang Yuye, in this way, remained deeply in her memory, and left her life in the most decisive way.

　Don't substitute the calendar in the article into reality, this book is equivalent to overhead.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)