The top-notch movie queen wears books, disguises herself as a man and is handsome all over the world

Qin Jingyu packed his luggage and took another look at the house he had lived in for almost a year. He still remembered when Lei Wujie rented this house and when they first moved there, it seemed like it was yesterday.

Zhao Xilie was also carrying a bag and pushing luggage. In fact, almost all the things that should be sent had been sent, and there was not much left that they could bring back to the Imperial City.

Somewhat unsure, he asked: "You really don't want to go tell the next door?"

After all, he had also eaten the food cooked by Aunt Chen for a long time, and the friendship between Qin Jingyu and his neighbor Jiang Jibai was witnessed by the whole network.

I just don't know what happened recently. It seems that since the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jiang Jibai was discharged from the hospital, or earlier, the relationship between the two has become a little subtle.

Qin Jingyu pursed his lips and said, "It's not like I won't come back."

Zhao Xilie wanted to say, if everything has been moved away, what’s the difference between not coming back?

He said: "The house is due to expire in two months. Do you want to renew the lease then?"

She replied: "No more renting."

Zhao Xilie: "..."

So in fact, it’s just a disguised form of not coming back.

Qin Jingyu said calmly: "Let's go."

It will be early and dawn.

The weather in the morning was quite cool and quiet.

Even Aunt Chen next door hasn't gotten up yet to make breakfast.

The car stopped at the door. Qin Jingyu and Zhao Xilie came out of the yard. She locked the door and Zhao Xilie loaded the luggage into the car.

Just when Zhao Xilie said: "You can go."

At this time, the door next door suddenly opened.

Zhao Xilie gently pulled down the corner of Qin Jingyu's clothes and whispered, "It's Xiaobai, looking at us."

Qin Jingyu paused in getting into the car, but finally turned around and looked over.

The silver-haired boy only wore a thin coat. The ends of his eyes were a little red, and even the mole was red. He was sitting in a wheelchair, and his face didn't look very good. He seemed to have known about the boy's flight this morning, so he spent the whole night I haven't slept, I've been watching until now.

Just so patiently, he looked straight at the young man who was about to get in the car.

The first thing she saw was his hair.

Jiang Jibai's hair has not been dyed since a long time ago. It has always been white, and now it has returned to the familiar silver hair.

The two looked at each other for a long time and said in unison.

Jiang Jibai: "Are you leaving?"

Qin Jingyu: "You didn't sleep last night?"

After the words fell, both of them were stunned.

Jiang Jibai didn't speak, waiting for Qin Jingyu to say first, "Go back to the Imperial City if you have something to do."

Jiang Jibai didn't believe it.

If you are simply going back, there is no need to send everything back.

Before he could speak, the other party asked in a colder tone than him.

"Did you stay up all night last night?"

Qin Jingyu's eyes fell on the dark circles under his eyes, and his tone was a little harsh.

Jiang Jibai lowered his eyes slightly and tightened his palms, like a child who had done something wrong and was scolded.

Qin Jingyu felt as if his heart was pinched hard by an invisible hand, and felt a little distressed, but he still said coldly: "Jiang Jibai, I don't care what you are thinking, this heart I gave you, It’s to let you return to the stage, not to let you torture yourself.”

A trace of panic flashed across Jiang Jibai's scolded face, "I'm sorry."

"If you don't cherish life so much, it's not me you're sorry for, it's Grandpa Jiang, it's yourself."

Qin Jingyu was angry.

She had indeed been avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally these past two days, but this was not the reason for him to abuse himself.

If he doesn't cherish this second heart so much, even if there is a real god behind him, he won't be able to save him.

It was obviously just a cold artificial heart, it was just a machine, but under the young man's cold eyes and tone, Jiang Jibai seemed to really feel his heart throbbing, making him breathless.

His face turned pale, "I...sorry."

Qin Jingyu took a deep breath and said, "I asked Aunt Chen to come out and watch you."

She glanced at Zhao Xilie. The latter looked at the sickly and handsome boy sitting in a wheelchair under the green shade and blooming blue snowflakes. Being scolded by Qin Jingyu with such cold words, he suddenly felt a little pitiful for him.

But that sentence is right. If you don't cherish life, you will be sorry for the person who has put so much effort into his body and heart during this period.

After sighing, he went to the house and called Aunt Chen out.

Jiang Jibai looked at Qin Jingyu and said stubbornly, "Then I'll give it to you."

Qin Jingyu said calmly: "No need to send me away. You can take good care of yourself at home. I hope to see you standing on the stage with high spirits next time. This is also your dream, isn't it?"

He should fulfill his dream.

Jiang Jibai was rejected and felt even more heartbroken, "What about you?"

Qin Jingyu twitched the corners of his lips, "Of course I want to fulfill my dream, Jiang Jibai, I will not stop, and I hope you will do the same."

Jiang Jibai was stunned.

If he hadn't said something specious without scruples in the hospital, maybe he wouldn't be in such a situation today. The young man is so smart, so he would have noticed it a long time ago, so he deliberately avoided it during this period.

If the young man is ruthless, he donates his share to support his establishment of a charitable foundation.

But what he is asking for has nothing to do with gender. He just wants to be by his side. Can't he continue to accompany her?

He finally asked with difficulty: "If I hold a concert, will you come?"

Qin Jingyu didn't dare to look at those injured eyes. She didn't know how beautiful Jiang Jibai was, and how distressing his injured expression was.

She still tore off the pretense of indifference, "If you leave a place for me, I will come when I am free."

When Jiang Jibai heard this, he finally showed a smile and said, "As promised, you will come."

Don't break your promise.

Aunt Chen was called out and saw Jiang Jibai sitting outside, nervously shouting how could her ancestor come out alone.

Zhao Xilie got into the car.

Qin Jingyu: "I'm going to go and do some rehabilitation exercises."

As the car drove out of the community, she saw Aunt Chen pushing the person back in the rearview mirror, and then she slowly looked away.

"Xiao Bai, this kid is a bit stubborn." Zhao Xilie suddenly felt something.

Qin Jingyu closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Zhao Xilie slowly closed his mouth.

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When the plane landed in the Imperial City, it was just noon and the sun was not as dazzling as in Zhonghai City. She and Zhao Xilie had a few bites and then returned to the apartment.

The express delivery they sent back from Zhonghai City was neatly piled at the door of their house.

I moved things in one after another, and neatly stacked the books on the bookshelf according to categories. I was busy until dark before I put them in order.

Zhao Xilie did not let Zhao Xilie cook at night, but ordered takeout.

There is plenty of time to come back this time.

She checked out several previous groups.

Fan Zhengdong and his friends were in their third year of high school this year, which was the most stressful time of the sprint. The small group didn't talk about anything else except for a few words about the days when Jiang Jibai was implanted with the Beluga Generation.

She called Tang Qing'an to tell him that she was back and asked him to ask Professor Zhao when they would be free and go to Juyuan Pavilion for dinner together.

When Professor Zhao and the others returned to the Imperial City last time, she ordered a meal at Juyuan Pavilion and said that the feast would not count without her, and she also promised to come back to make up for it.

If I don’t come back now, I’ll have to make up for all the food I owe.