School grass, your playgirl girlfriend lost

Chapter 220 Where is her graveyard?

Ji Yifan recovered his memory, and Wen Jie knew about it.

After Ji Yifan recovered his memory, he became decadent and broke his body. Ji Yaming knew it.

Ji Yaming ordered Wen Jie to bring Ji Yifan back to Seattle. He tried various methods and threatened him.

Ji Yifan was like a walking dead, unresponsive.

After another year of tossing, Ji Yaming took the lead in admitting defeat and asked him what he wanted to do?
What to do to get back on your feet.

Ji Yifan expressionlessly asked Ji Yaming for the various documents that were suppressed in his hands, bought a ticket to Sioux City, and flew to Sioux City.

Wen Jie followed closely behind.

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The autumn wind is rustling, the rain is beating the phoenix trees, at dusk, Sioux City No. [-] Middle School.

Middle school students in twos and threes wearing school uniforms and carrying schoolbags walked out of the school with bicycles talking and laughing. When they reached the school gate, they all stopped and looked enviously at a black Maybach parked not far away. , the window is half covered, and the man sitting in the back seat can be seen through the window.

Delicate and handsome, with a clean and sharp jaw line, a high nose bridge, curled eyelashes, the eyebrows are as cold as snow, and there is a brown tear mole in the corner of the left eye, which is sexy and breathtaking, with tightly closed lips, lip color Slightly pale.

When he turned his face slightly and looked out the window, everyone's breath was stagnant, and then he sighed.

Isn't this Ji Yifan, Ji Xuechang, the provincial top scorer in the college entrance examination of Sioux City No. 9 Middle School [-] years ago?

He is back.

Holding an umbrella with a black handle, Wen Jie walked quickly to the back seat car, opened the door, and skillfully gave him the medicine and hot water, "Master, it's time to take the medicine."

Ji Yifan's eyelashes drooped slightly, his fists rested on his lips, he coughed, his face turned pale, he turned to look at Wen Jie, paused, and took the medicine in his hand.

When the fingertips touched, Wen Jie curled up his fingers, it was so cold, it was bitingly cold.

Ji Yifan noticed that Wen Jie was in a daze, raised his eyebrows slightly, and gave him an indifferent look.

Wen Jie recovered immediately, took the thermos cup, and took out the warmed clean towel from the incubator and handed it to him.

Ji Yifan reached out to take it, wiped his hands carefully, and when he handed the towel back to him, he showed his white wrist, on which he was still wearing the little wooden monkey bracelet.

Seeing this, Wen Jie sighed softly in his heart, took the towel, and asked, "Master, where are we going now?"

Ji Yifan lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking. When he raised his eyes, his eyes fell on a dim street lamp not far away, and gradually his beautiful eyes were stained with a layer of mist, like the fog rising from a clear spring pool Generally misty water vapor.

"Master." Wen Jie reminded at the right time.

Ji Yifan regained his senses, retracted his gaze, and when he turned to look at him, his eyes became clear and indifferent again, and he replied lightly: "Yijia District."

"Yes." Wen Jie nodded slightly.

"Wen Jie, stop the car."

This hasn't reached Yijia District yet!
Wen Jie was a little confused, and heard Ji Yifan order him again behind him, "Stop the car." He was very anxious.

Wen Jie searched for a parking space without knowing why, but before he could park the car, he heard the door open in the back seat.

"Master." Seeing Ji Yifan who suddenly plunged into the rain, Wen Jie was stunned. He hurriedly picked up his umbrella, got out of the car, opened it, and chased after him.

"Anyone." Ji Yifan clasped the wrist of a pretty girl who was wearing a yellow fisherman's hat, suspenders, and a yellow coat, and was pulling a big yellow suitcase.

The girl turned her head to look at the handsome man in front of her in surprise.

Ji Yifan was in a daze for a moment, if it wasn't her, how could it be her.

Ji Yifan let go of the girl's wrist, "Sorry."

"It's okay." The girl smiled and left.

Ji Yifan was a little lost, and he didn't recover until Wen Jie caught up with him and put an umbrella on him.

"Master, you?" Wen Jie hesitated to speak, and finally sighed with a trace of helplessness.

Ji Yifan rubbed his eyebrows wearily, "Let's go."

"……Um!"

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Yijia District.

Lu Chuan carried Fat Bai, who was sleeping soundly, to the living room, looked at Ji Yifan who was sitting on the sofa with a calm expression, and sighed softly in his heart.

At that time, he received a call from Wen Jie, who told him that Ji Yifan had regained his memory, because Ren Ren's death was also decadent and his body was broken, and Chairman Ji knew about it.

Chairman Ji forced him to take him back, so he had to entrust Fat Bai to him again and ask him to take care of him.

It took another year to take care of him, and he was almost becoming a fat old mother. Lu Chuan looked at Ji Yifan and asked with concern, "How are you doing?"

"It's okay." Ji Yifan replied calmly, and walked up to Lu Chuan, looked at Fat Bai in his arms, paused, rubbed its head lightly, and took it gently, hug well.

Fat Bai sniffed the smell, it was very familiar, so he settled down, rubbed his head in Ji Yifan's arm, closed his eyelids, and went back to sleep obediently.

Seeing this, Ji Yifan raised the corners of his lips slightly, stroked its soft hair, the ice in his eyes melted, and it turned out to be gentle.

Seeing this, Lu Chuan couldn't help sighing, "Can't you forget her?"

Ji Yifan paused slightly when he stroked Fat Bai, and then returned to normal, "No."

"No." Lu Chuan smiled, walked to the sofa, sat down, got a glass of water, and took a sip, "Then tell me. What have you been doing this year?"

Ji Yifan glanced at him expressionlessly, and was about to leave.

"Ji Yifan." Lu Chuan suddenly called him by name and surname.

Ji Yifan paused slightly.

"She's dead, dead, you understand?"

Ji Yifan's arms around his fat white hands froze slightly, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the emotion in his eyes, he paused, raised his eyes, "I know.", and walked away.

"The dead are gone, forget about it! Can't you just let yourself go?" Lu Chuan shouted.

Why bother!
Why hang on a tree.

Still a ruthless tree.

does it worth?
The more Lu Chuan thought about it, the more he felt worthless for him, and the more he thought about it, the more he hated that person who was only responsible for fanning the flames all day long, and when something happened, he patted his ass and left.

If she was still alive, he really wanted to dig out her heart to see if it was a snake heart.

Cold-blooded.

No, her heart is not as good as a snake's heart, and a snake's heart can also cure diseases.

What does she think in her mind, she is a fortified wall, hurting people and killing people.

forget.

It's easier said than done.

Gouging out the heart, what about the memory and dependence soaked in the flesh and blood!
Ji Yifan stopped at the entrance of the corridor, the rain was still falling, the rain was getting heavier, dripping dew on the ground, splashing water, Wen Jie ran to him with an umbrella, looked at Fat Bai in his arms, and sighed helplessly , reminded: "Master, let's go."

"Wen Jie." Ji Yifan walked a few steps and suddenly stopped him.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Ji Yifan's throat twitched, and he opened his mouth. After a long time, he found his voice, "Where is her grave?" His voice was hoarse, as if he was choking.

(End of this chapter)