A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

Going out of the Beijing Hotel, Ji Yi chose a taxi parked on the roadside, opened the door, told the master He Jichen's address, and then got in.

The traffic condition of more than ten o'clock was quite smooth, but in twenty minutes, the car stopped at the door of the community where He Jichen's apartment was located.

Ji Yi paid and waited for the taxi to leave before entering the community.

Along the quiet community road, Ji Yi walked for about five minutes and stopped under He Jichen's apartment building.

Lifting his head, counting up the floors one by one, when counting to "18", Ji Yi stopped.

There is a room in He Jichen's apartment whose lights are on. Ji Yi has been to his house many times and can recognize that it is a study.

Is it so late that he is still busy?

She wanted to go upstairs and tell him not to work so hard, but to cherish her body.

She wanted to go upstairs and tell him that she should go out on vacation when she is on vacation, and don't work overtime in the office or at home.

She wanted to go upstairs and tell him that when she was entertaining, she should drink less alcohol and get out of the dining room as soon as possible.

Think about it, think about it, but after all, just think about it. All she can do is stand quietly downstairs, looking up at the light from his apartment and stay with her for the last night in Beijing before walking with him.

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At the same time, Ji family downstairs.

He Jichen leaned on the front of the car, leaning his head halfway, staring quietly at the dim light shining through the window of Ji's house.

He put his hands in his pockets, caught a cigarette with his fingertips, and the night wind blew, blowing the cigarette butts and sparks, with a smoky ashes, constantly drifting away with the wind.

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The night was getting deeper.

She was downstairs in his apartment because she stood for too long and her feet numb and changed her posture.

He stood with his head upstairs downstairs from her house. The smoke of his fingertips burned out somehow. He took another one, bit it in his mouth, lit it, took a quiet breath, and then caught it at his fingertips, and Same as before, no more.

The wind was getting stronger, and the already gloomy sky in the evening floated in the middle of the night with a thin and light rain, which was as soft as silk and floated in the air diagonally with the wind.

She did not leave downstairs from his apartment.

He also leaned obliquely on the front of the car without getting into the car.

The rain was not heavy. It took a long time for the lapel and hair to get wet.

Where she stood, it happened to be the tuyere, and she changed her place.

He touched a cigarette from his pocket again and lit it.

Near the early morning, the rain gradually increased, her clothes were soaked, and there were drops of water on the corners of her clothes, which began to drip down.

People who are used to morning running have already got up one after another and come out of the apartment building.

Although Ji Yi brought her sunglasses, she was so silly standing because of the rain that she was too swayed. go with.

After two steps, Ji Yi turned his head and looked again at the window of He Jichen's apartment.

His hair was completely wet, but he never meant to get in the car.

There are drops of water flowing along his delicate outline into the slightly open collarbone of his neck, the picture is sad and lingering.

The sky was getting brighter, and people at work held out their umbrellas and kept coming out of the residential building.

Many people looked at He Jichen because of curiosity. He looked like he couldn't feel it, still staring at the floor where Ji's house is located.

PS: There are 3 chapters~ If you are wondering why there are 3 chapters, please refresh the bookshelf, you missed a chapter~