"Well, call me if you need me." Ye Qilan patted Su Hongxing on the head and got into the car.

The pudding rushed into Su Hongxing's arms, kissed Su Hongxing's face many times, and was finally carried away by Ye Qilan.

Seeing off Ye Qilan, Su Hongxing breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Ji only said a word to her. He said that the Xiao family didn't like Ye Qilan. And Xiao's father has just died. She doesn't want to make Xiao Ji more sad at this time.

In the next few days, Su Hongxing lived in Xiao's house and accompanied Xiao's mother.

Xiao Ji handled all the affairs behind Xiao's father.

Tomorrow is the day when Xiao's father is buried. Su Hongxing can't sleep. She put on a sweater and went outside, but found Xiao Ji sitting under the vine smoking.

The lights were dim, and I could vaguely see the outline of Xiao Ji's face. His back looked very lonely.

This kind of Xiao Ji is far from the successful man in a straight suit during the day.

She remembered that many years ago, when Xiao Ji was sad, he would sit under the grape tree in a daze. At that time, Xiao Ji had not learned to smoke.

She went to sit down beside Xiao Ji, looked at the grape leaves on her head and said softly, "the dead are gone, you are sorry..."

Before her voice fell, Xiao Ji's head leaned on her shoulder: "apricot, how good would it be if you said we would never grow up? I miss the past. At that time, we both reviewed our lessons here at the weekend. When the result period came, we picked grapes here while reviewing... "

Such a beautiful scene seems to have happened yesterday. She is sitting next to him now, but their hearts are blocked at the end of the world.

"People always grow up. You are so promising now, and father Xiao will be proud of you. Xiao Ji, don't be too sad and don't look back. If you think about it, you have a successful career and unlimited scenery. When you meet a moving person in the future, live a good life and don't embarrass yourself -- "

"There will never be another Suhong apricot." Xiao Ji said in a mute voice.

There is no second Suhong apricot in the world. At the beginning, he lost the Suhong apricot dragged in the palm of his hand with blood.

"Xiao Ji, don't do this..."

When Su Hongxing opened her mouth, Xiao Ji hugged her waist and put her head in her neck. She was trying to push him away, but she felt cold liquid falling on her neck.

She was stunned and whispered silently: "Xiao Ji..."

Xiao Ji was never fragile, but tonight he leaned on her shoulder and cried.

"Apricot......" Xiao Ji hugged Su Hongxing harder. She would not know that if he could, he would exchange everything he had for her.

But he knew that as early as six years ago, when he chose to give up her, no matter what difficulties he had, he was no longer qualified to have her. What is more sad than this?

Finally, Su Hongxing still couldn't bear to push away Xiao Ji. The two hugged each other in the night, looking close and warm.

Su Hongxing didn't find it. Someone secretly took pictures of her holding Xiao Ji together, and these photos soon spread to Ye Qilan.

Agger didn't dare to make a sound when he saw that ye Qilan looked cold.

Although I don't know who took this group of photos, I can sneak into the Xiao family's old house quietly and take such a group of reverie photos. I specially sent them to Ye Qilan to see that the other party has ulterior motives.

Of course, it may also be photographed by Xiao Ji himself in order to stimulate Ye Qilan.

No matter who the other party is, it is undoubtedly to sprinkle salt on Ye Qilan's wound.

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