If you don’t cherish the love we wear quickly, why are you crying if you change your mind?

When Cheng Yan returned home, he took out his mobile phone and took a look. There was still no new message on the chat page with Jiang Miao.

He took out books and test papers from his schoolbag and placed them on the desk one by one.

Then he picked up the pen and lowered his head to brush the paper.

The phone was beside him, and he had turned off the mute. It would vibrate whenever there was a new message.

But he brushed several sets of papers in a row, and there was no movement on his phone.

The rays of the setting sun shone in from the window and fell on the side of Cheng Yan's face. He somewhat understood that his expectations seemed to be in vain.

Maybe, I won't receive messages from her again in the future.

Even the engagement matter will be nothing.

He lowered his head in a daze, remembering the scenes with Jiang Miao.

late at night.

Jiang Miao was lying on the bed, looking at the phone screen that lit up. Cheng Yan's information was on the page.

Only then did she truly feel that Cheng Yan cared about her.

Thinking of this, she suddenly enjoyed the tumultuous atmosphere at the moment and was not in a hurry to reply to his message.

I want to see him suppress the urge to come over.

Isn't Cheng Yan like this very interesting?

His deep eyes must be full of patience.

……

The next day, Jiang Miao got up, washed up, and walked to the window. When she opened the curtains and looked down, she met Cheng Yan's eyes through the glass window in the dim sky.

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Jiang Miao wanted to quickly walk up to him in her slippers, stand on her heels and give him a kiss as light as a feather.

Then let him fall.

I even wanted to pinch his ears to make him more obedient.

Why are we going to settle old scores now? Most of those things were said by the original owner, okay?

I also wanted to ask him why he came and how long he had been standing outside.

He just stood there.

It seemed that he couldn't help but ran over, but he couldn't bear to come in.

The drizzle passed through the thick clouds and fell on the roses on the fence of the villa.

The boy under the vine trellis soon got his shoulders wet from the rain.

Jiang Miao pursed her lips, turned around, went downstairs, found an umbrella, and walked out quickly.

Cheng Yan heard the hurried footsteps and turned around to look over.

Could it be her?

The moment he saw Jiang Miao walking towards him holding an umbrella in the rain and fog, his heart started beating again.

Shock, joy, and mixed with regret.

How could he let the eldest lady take the initiative?

Jiang Miao walked up to Cheng Yan, stood on her heels slightly and held the umbrella above him.

He looked up at him but said nothing.

Cheng Yan's slender fingers covered the back of her hand and took the umbrella handle for her.

The next moment, another arm wrapped around her waist uncontrollably, pulling her into his arms.

Jiang Miao put her head on his chest, listening to his violent heartbeat.

Cheng Yan looked down at her, "Miaomiao, I'm sorry."

As the rain got heavier, Jiang Miao raised her head and glanced at him, "Go upstairs first."

Cheng Yan followed her upstairs. Jiang Miao took out a towel from the bathroom and handed it to him, "Wipe it, don't catch a cold."

Cheng Yan took a towel and wiped his hair, keeping his eyes on Jiang Miao, "I shouldn't have left like this yesterday."

Jiang Miao got back into bed, covered her with the quilt and exposed her head, "You can forgive me, but my shoulder hurts after I brushed papers all day yesterday. If you come over and squeeze it for me, I'll forgive you."

Cheng Yan nodded and went to put the towel back in the bathroom. When he came out, he saw that she had taken off her coat.

The fair skin just broke into his eyes.

Jiang Miao glared at him, "Come here quickly."

Cheng Yan's face heated up when he heard this, he sighed and knelt on the bed with one leg.

Jiang Miao lay down and said without looking back: "The massage oil is in the cabinet, please take it." Cheng Yan opened the drawer sideways and dug out bottles and cans when he suddenly saw a summary of receipts from the hospital.

It turned out to be his name on the summary, and the date was the day he was beaten by a debt collector in an alley.

Cheng Yan froze.

So was the girl who saved him that day Jiang Miao?

No wonder he always felt that the fragrance on Jiang Miao was very similar to that girl.

No wonder he had such a dream. The girl who pulled him away in the dream was Jiang Miao.

Cheng Yan took out the essential oil, poured it into his hands and warmed it, and his heart began to beat violently.

He started to massage Jiang Miao's shoulders, but he was wondering why she didn't tell him about this.

If she had told him, maybe she wouldn't have been so indifferent in rejecting her request to help her make up lessons in the orange grove.

Jiang Miao noticed that Cheng Yan was in a daze, so he opened his eyes and turned his head slightly, "What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Yan paused and asked, "Have you sent me to the hospital before?"

Jiang Miao raised his eyebrows. This guy must have remembered that he pushed him down and slammed him into the car window.

"That's what happened"

Cheng Yan lowered his head and continued to rub her shoulders, but his eyes were a little hotter than before.

"Then it's true that you no longer like Lin Xingyu?"

Jiang Miao nodded, "Of course, you are still a top student, but you don't have any observation skills? I almost have my disgust for Lin Xingyu written on my face."

What's there to like about this kind of scumbag who ruins other people's lives if he just disagrees with him?

Cheng Yan's heart tightened when he heard this.

He wanted to ask.

Then do you like me?

There are so many outstanding boys in the world, why would she like him and make a deal with him?

If it were anyone else, would she make a deal with someone else to anger Lin Xingyu?

This thought had been hanging in his mind, bothering him repeatedly.

Especially yesterday, he didn't sleep all night.

I sat at my desk and studied test papers all night.

This may be a good opportunity. If he misses it, he may not have the courage to ask again.

"Jiang Miao, do you like me?"

The motion of rubbing his shoulders with his hands did not stop, but his attention was not on it. He wanted to know Jiang Miao's thoughts.

After a while, her voice finally reached my ears.

"Cheng Yan, of course I like you."

"Of all the people in the world, I like you the most!"

"I can't live without you!" The strategy failed, I can't get points and can't go back to the original world. Is it true that I can't live without cat cake? !

Cheng Yan's ears got hot and he subconsciously increased the strength on his hands, whispering: "Talk nonsense."

Jiang Miao turned back and looked at his lowered eyes with a sincere expression.

"It's true. You don't believe it."

Cheng Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and the joy in his heart couldn't be suppressed and reached his brows.

At this moment, Jiang Miao heard Tongzi's voice coming online.

Thinking of Cheng Yan's quarrel, she asked the system, "Tongzi, who is sowing discord for me? Could it be Yao Jiaxi again? There are certain things that the original owner only said to Yao Jiaxi."

System 009: Host, you guessed it right, Yao Jiaxi is about to jump over the wall.

Jiang Miao, hehe, Xiao 9, you are quite good at using idioms.

It’s just the beginning, Yao Jiaxi can’t stand it anymore? Why didn't she expect that she would end up betraying everyone before she planned to frame him?

Cheng Yan put the essential oil back into the cabinet, washed his hands and went over to hold Jiang Miao's hand.

"I see."

Jiang Miao felt the warmth in his palm, hooked his fingers, and heard him speak solemnly.

"I will never be cold to you again, I promise, never at any time."

Jiang Miao scratched his fingertips and arched her eyebrows, "Okay."

Cheng Yan's Adam's apple rolled and he called her, "Miaomiao."

He finally called out the title in his dream.

Jiang Miao looked up at him and heard him calling again.

"Miaomiao." His voice was a little deep, "Miaomiao, you are very good. I like you very much."

...(End of chapter)