A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

It was probably late at night, and the cashier at the pharmacy was dozing at the cash register. Hearing the "Welcome" prompt, he looked up and asked in a sly manner: "Miss, what do you need? "

Four years ago, she had suffered once. Four years later, when she made the same mistake again, she had to prevent it in case.

She can no longer make herself pregnant...

Ji Yi grabbed the placket with his fingertips and responded softly with three words: "Afterwards."

After a pause, Ji Yi thought that nearly two days had passed, and added a sentence: "It takes seventy-two hours."

The cashier estimated that he was not surprised at this kind of scene. His eyebrows calmly drew a box of medicine from below and threw it in front of Ji Yi to report the price.

Payment, came out, Ji Yijiao went to the small shop next to it, bought a bottle of water, stood on the side of the road, took out the pill, put it in his mouth, and poured it.

After she determined that the pill was completely in her abdomen, her fingertips could not help but grasp the pill box.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, and her body shivered so much that she calmed down after a while.

Throwing the empty pill box in his palm into the trash can, Ji Yi continued to walk towards the hotel.

Back to the hotel room, it was four o'clock in the morning.

Ji Yi took a shower and stood in front of the sink to wipe her body. She saw through the mirror the dense traces of her body.

Even if it has been so long, those traces are still clear.

Ji Yi inexplicably felt dazzling. She hurriedly took back her eyes, wiped the water drops indiscriminately, pulled the bathrobe, and wrapped her body tightly.

Back in bed, Ji Yi picked up the phone and glanced at it.

In just three hours, the phone entered dozens of missed calls, all from He Jichen, and text messages from him.

"Xiaoyi, I know that you have switched on, and I also know that you can see my message, please come back to me, okay?"

"If you really don't want to see me now, I can give you time, but can you tell me, when will you meet me, and let's talk about it?"

Ji Yi's eyes were hot, and she turned away from the screen and looked away from the screen. She stared at the floor lamp beside the bed, looked at it for a while, or chose not to reply.

When she quit the text message, she saw that WeChat had entered a new message.

Entering subconsciously, it was actually sent by Tang Huahua in half an hour.

It may be that Mint fell asleep. She didn't speak again, but a text: "Xiao Yi, it's almost four o'clock in the morning. I have finished playing the game, and He is still downstairs."

"He has got off the car, leaning on the front of the car, smoking, and the trash can beside him, full of cigarette butts, he smoked..."

Below this text is a video.

Just looking at the picture of the video, Ji Yi also knew that it was He Jichen who was recorded by Tang Huahua holding a mobile phone across the dormitory window.

She hesitated for a moment and chose to open.

As described in the text of Tang Huahui, He Jichen, dressed in casual clothes, leaned on the front of the car and was smoking. His movements looked fierce and urgent. His other hand, holding a mobile phone, seemed to be texting. .

The dormitory is on the second floor. The pixels of Tang's mobile phones are very high. In the ashtray on the trash can next to him, cigarette butts of different lengths pile up like hills.

The clothes on his body were so crumpled that he probably hadn't changed them for a while, and his hair was also messy, completely devoid of the usual elegance.