It was already noon when Jiang Yan woke up. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, still a little unconscious. The clothes on his body fell to the ground with a soft sound.

Jiang Yan picked up the clothes, and his mind gradually became clear.

Just as he was wondering if Su Xiaoyu had woken up, Jiang Yan suddenly realized that there was no sound around him.

He suddenly panicked.

"Xiao Yu!" Jiang Yan shouted in a panic, jumping off the sofa.

He was terrified, he was afraid that he would not see anyone again.

"Xiao Yu!" Jiang Yan rushed into the room.

"You..." Jiang Yan stared at the person sitting at the table and was stunned.

Su Xiaoyu was sitting on the chair comfortably, and was looking back at him when she heard the voice.

Jiang Yan felt a little embarrassed for a moment, he stood by the door, not knowing whether to go forward or exit.

"What's wrong?" Su Xiaoyu frowned and said in a clear voice.

"It's nothing." Jiang Yan smiled sheepishly, "I thought you were gone."

"This is my home, why should I leave?"

"Yes, you don't have to go, you don't have to go." Jiang Yan said happily, with a smile that he couldn't hide.

It would be great if Su Xiaoyu was willing to stay.

Su Xiaoyu looked at him, as if she knew what he was thinking, her beautiful brows frowned even tighter.

"Aren't you going?" he asked.

"I..." Jiang Yan's smile faltered.

"Your home isn't here, is it?"

"I'm going to buy you food, what do you want to eat?" Jiang Yan lowered his eyelids, and the excitement just now disappeared for a while.

"Jiang Yan."

"Fried dough sticks with soy milk or noodles?"

"Jiang Yan." Su Xiaoyu closed the album at hand and turned around.

"Okay, I'll buy you fried dough sticks and soy milk, you used to like to eat this, and red bean cakes."

"I don't eat it, you don't need to buy it." Su Xiaoyu lowered her eyelids and said, "I won't open the door for you either."

"good...,,

"it is good."

Jiang Yan turned around and left the room.

After a while, Su Xiaoyu heard the door knocking outside, it should be Jiang Yan who left.He was sitting on a chair, his whole figure was like a deflated ball, his face was downcast.

He turned back and reopened the photo album.

This photo album was what he found in the bookcase just now. It was a thick book covered with dust.

Jiang Yan even forgot the bookcase when cleaning.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or it was too conspicuous, but he saw this photo album at a glance.

Although he had prepared himself mentally when he got this photo album, because he knew that there would be many photos of him and Jiang Yan in it, he was still surprised when he opened it.

He never knew he could smile like that, with happiness overflowing all over his face.

Different from what he saw in the mirror, he looks like another person in the photo, and every time he sees only a melancholy face in the mirror, often frowning, timid and cowardly appearance.

No wonder Jiang Yan doesn't like him, he is not as good as the person in the photo.

The person in the photo is sunny and confident, very attractive, and people can feel it after three years.

Su Xiaoyu sighed in her heart, feeling a little helpless.

Among the photos I flipped through, most of them are photos of two people together, and the others are photos of Jiang Yan, with his head down, smiling at the camera... There are many, all of which are captured at very good angles, and Jiang Yan Homura's appearance is displayed to the greatest extent.

Su Xiaoyu looked at the photo and felt a little sad, but also slightly jealous.

Thinking that he had such emotions, he wanted to laugh in his heart. He was actually jealous of his past self....

But this kind of emotion obviously exists. When he looked at Jiang Yan's gentle eyes and only looked at that person, he was really unwilling.

How can all the tenderness be given to one person?

Much extravagance.

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