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"Shakespeare."

Jiang Mu: "...I beg you, don't say anything when you are discharged from the hospital."

He has similar works of art at home, but Jiang Quhan prefers ancient Chinese books, which are piled up on the bookshelf, ranging from ancient times to the present.

Then Jiang Mu flipped to the Qinghe Cihua...

If Jiang Mu didn't want to meet his ancestors so frequently, he would have to find a new home for the book.

It would be nice to have a river nearby.

"Well, I will only tell you." Ji Suyi said seriously.

Jiang Mu was deeply moved.

"Then can you also tell me about the kiss on the cheek?" Ji Suyi asked more seriously.

Jiang Mu didn't dare to move.

Why don't we talk about Shakespeare first?

Jiang Mu suddenly missed Li Hua.

If Li Hua were here, he could immediately throw out a joke that was unrelated to the topic, and then Li Hua would pick up the joke tacitly.

The two were punished to stand in the office, and each time they were able to confuse the dean within ten sentences and get away with it.

The principal was an open-minded and mature woman. She always prepared some melon seeds and squatted outside the door, listening to the noises in the house while eating and laughing.

In the end, the head teacher, who had no place to vent his anger, forced him to sweep up the melon seed shells on the ground.

"A kiss on the cheek."

Jiang Mu's spirit and energy were in harmony, and his expression remained unchanged.

"The kiss on the cheek, also known as the kiss on the cheek, originated in ancient Greece and Rome. Later, in feudal society, it became a privilege of knights and clergy..."

Ji Suyi didn't say anything, just tilted her head and looked at Jiang Mu.

The face was clear and peaceful, as white as a statue deep in the forest.

"Hey, come to think of it, you haven't been to class for such a long time, do you need me to make up for it? Seriously, I still have some confidence in my studies..."

Ji Suyi continued to watch quietly.

Jiang Mu couldn't continue.

“…It’s just a daily ritual.”

He struggled hard, without any of the high spirits he had when chatting in the office. "I also said that she has British ancestry... It should be normal over there... right?"

"Then I want one too." Ji Suyi said.

"..."

"If I trace my origins back to the past, there may be British people among my ancestors."

Jiang Muchen said, "Your Highness, would you like to listen to what you are saying?"

Do you know what the Xuanyuan clan and Ji surname mean?

Before I came here, I definitely didn’t believe that the Xuanyuan clan could survive until now; but here, there are few descendants of Yan and Huang with purer blood than you in all of China…

But Jiang Mu couldn't say it, because she was still like this, and it was like this again.

He clearly didn't say anything, and there was no expression on his face, but his eyes were truly stubborn, a stubbornness that couldn't be pulled back even by ten thousand cavalry.

Jiang Mu recalled the first time he met Ji Suyi.

——At that time, Jiang Mu would not have fallen from the tree.

He is a genius, he is a genius in everything. If the limit of human beings is ten, then since he appeared in this world, his lowest value has been six.

Forget climbing a tree, he couldn't even fall down if he climbed Mount Tai.

Until Jiang Mu saw Ji Suyi in a wheelchair through the gaps between the leaves.

At that time, there was no young man who insisted on climbing over the wall to see Ji Suyi every night, and her condition had not improved. The words "emaciated" and "fragile" were simply created for her.

But she wanted to stand up.

She just wanted to stand up and look at the sky after the rain.

That's it.

But Ji Suyi failed. Weakness was like a rope tightly binding her limbs. She stood up and sat down, then sat down and stood up again. However, her frail body was like dry straw, which could not even leave any decent ashes after burning.

So she sat in the wheelchair, staring blankly at the sky.

Poker face.

Just like she is now.

Yes, Ji Suyi is such a girl. She always seems to have everything, and yet always seems to have lost everything. So no matter what she gets or loses, she always has a blank expression on her face.

It’s not that I don’t want to keep you, it’s just that I’m used to being sad.

That's why Jiang Mu deliberately broke the branch at that time.

That's why Jiang Mu suddenly sighed and laughed.

"In fact, the kiss on the cheek mostly occurs in France." He laughed, "It has nothing to do with Britain... Even if it does, it certainly has nothing to do with you, a member of the Ji family."

"Ah."

Ji Suyi didn't say anything, just said "hmm" lightly.

She had that expression again, the expression of someone who was used to losing something.

"However, there is one thing that is related to Ji Suyi."

Jiang Mu flicked his wrist and walked to the opposite side of Ji Suyi.

"For example, it rained heavily yesterday, and it was nice weather again today."

"And now, the sun is just like this."

Ji Suyi looked up in confusion.

As if he wanted to ask what Jiang Mu meant by this.

But she didn't have the chance to speak.

——Because the next moment, a huge force supported her underarms.

Suddenly raised!

Ji Suyi was stunned.

Her low line of sight suddenly rose higher, and she even had the illusion of floating in the clouds; the warm wind blew on her cheeks, and her somewhat dull hair swayed constantly.

"You, you, you..." Her cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, as red as the setting sun about to sink in the clouds.

"Put me down!"

"Don't let it go!"

"Put me down now!!!"

Ji Suyi's heart was beating so fast at this moment that it seemed to be suffocating her.

Jiang Mu laughed loudly. He lifted the princess up as high as he could, as if he was lifting a large doll.

He repeated in a louder voice:

“Don’t let go!!!”

“You you you you you——!!!”

Ji Suyi was so embarrassed that she wanted to hit the hateful guy in front of her on the head with her thermos.

Jiang Mu suddenly stopped making trouble.

"Don't you want to look at the sunset now?"

He was facing Ji Suyi, the light of setting sun shining through from behind him, making that handsome face blurred in the shadows.

"What you wanted to see that day was the sunset after the rain," he said softly.

Ji Suyi was stunned.

Jiang Mu didn't say when, just said "that day", but she suddenly understood which day "that day" referred to.

She tried her best that day, but she seemed to be tied up by ropes and unable to stand up.

But now, the weakness that was tightening around her throat was nothing in front of this young man. He lifted her up effortlessly, as easily as when she lifted her teddy bear toward the window as a child.

The light of the setting sun slowly faded, the huge sun sank, and the last light burned the clouds in the sky into the color of flames.

The fiery red light burned in the gathering and dispersing puddles of water, like flames flowing in a river.

The halo reflected in Ji Suyi's eyes, and her pale cheeks also turned red.

"……Thanks."

Her voice is as soft as a mosquito's.

Then the sun set, and overwhelming darkness swept across the whole world.

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After the last ray of glory faded, Ji Suyi was helped back to the wheelchair. She raised her head and suddenly saw Jiang Mu smiling at her.

"What are you looking at?"

"Of course I'm looking at beautiful things." Jiang Mu said, "I think that since I've come to this world, I should try to see all the beautiful things here, such as wind and rain, sea and tide, dawn and sunset, and you in the wheelchair and you standing up."

"...Why do you suddenly say such things?" Ji Suyi muttered.

The girl lowered her head, not daring to look Jiang Mu in the eye.

She was afraid her heart would jump out of her throat.

Ji Suyi took a deep breath, like a fish flapping on the beach, but the drum-like heartbeat kept lingering in her chest, as if ten thousand young deer were rising and falling, their hooves crushing the grass and water.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't tell you in advance." Jiang Mu scratched his temples. "Maybe it's because I'm a fairly qualified author, so I was infected by the atmosphere."

"author?"

"Yes, actually I was a fairly famous author in my previous life."

Jiang Mu chuckled and took out a notebook. His smile was so evil and hateful, like a killer whale playing a prank around the rudder of a ship.

"I think a qualified author should let himself be moved by the scene when appropriate. An indifferent bystander may be able to write everything in the book in an orderly manner, but the most touching words never come from the mind, but flow from the soul."

What Jiang Mu said was unbelievable, but Ji Suyi believed him.

"Have you read Shakespeare? He wrote something like this—"

The young man seemed to really let himself get caught up in this last sunset, laughing and reciting loudly.

The lights on the roadside came on, like a stage spotlight shining on his face.

"Shall I compare thee to summer? Thou art fairer and gentler than summer.

The winds have withered the buds of May, and the summer has passed too quickly.

In the sight of Her Royal Highness the Princess, the mature soul and the childish appearance blended together like paint, finally mixing out a sky blue color, like an oil paint existing in the gap between fantasy and reality.

"Yeah." Ji Suyi whispered, "When you write a book, I will definitely buy it, even if I have to sell Shakespeare's books."

Her voice was so soft, so soft that it was swept away by the sudden night wind.

But Ji Suyi had no intention of repeating it - she just watched the young man happily flipping through the brown leather-covered notebook.

In my ears, the sound of distant reading and the very close heartbeat are intertwined.

“Beautiful things are bound to wither, either by chance or in the course of natural changes.