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After a while, there was a knock on the door.

Su Xiaoyu stopped scrolling down, closed the photo album, got up and went out.When he got to the door, he didn't open it.

"Jiang Yan, you go, I won't open the door for you."

Su Xiaoyu said through the door that he had already told Jiang Yan to death just now, no matter what Jiang Yan said to him again, he would not change his mind.

"I put things outside." Jiang Yan's voice came from outside the door.

Su Xiaoyu didn't say anything, after a while he said: "No need, you take it away, I don't want it."

"I don't see you, I'm hanging on the handle."

"no need."

"I'm leaving." Jiang Yan said softly.Footsteps sounded, and after a while, there was no sound outside.

"Jiang Yan."

"I don't want it, you take it."

No one answered.

"Jiang Yan?" Su Xiaoyu asked doubtfully, he leaned close to the door and looked inside, there was no one outside.

A hanging heart finally let go.

When Su Xiaoyu let go of the doorknob, the doorknob in his hand was already hot from his grip.

Just now he had been hanging on his heart. He was really afraid that Jiang Yan would be like last time, waiting forever, not eating or drinking, and saying nothing.

Although this is in the building, it won't be rained like last time, but according to Jiang Yan's persistence, if he doesn't open the door, Jiang Yan can stand in front of his door again until he faints again.

He didn't want to send him to the hospital again.

Su Xiaoyu sighed, he was really afraid of Jiang Yan.

The room was very quiet, and there was no sound outside the door. Su Xiaoyu was about to walk to the room, but after two steps, she suddenly remembered Jiang Yan's saying that she hung the breakfast on the doorknob.He stopped and walked back to the door.

It won't really hang up, will it?

Su Xiaoyu stood by the door with a very conflicted expression on his face. He wanted to refuse, but he felt a little sorry when he thought of Jiang Yan running up and down just to buy him a breakfast.

After thinking about it, he opened the door.

There was no one outside the door, it was empty, and the corridor was filled with cold wind.

On the doorknob hung the breakfast I just bought, youtiao soy milk, and a piece of red bean cake.

The bag was still warm with white steam.

These are indeed what he likes to eat. Even though he lost his memory, his ambiguity has not changed. They are also sold at the intersection where he lived before. When he goes out in the morning, he will buy some and eat them on the road.

Su Xiaoyu took down everything one by one, and the tip of her nose felt a little sore.

Why did you go early...

He liked him so much before.

When he offered his heart, Jiang Yan didn't want it, but now that he gave up and gave up, Jiang Yan gave him his heart instead.

Su Xiaoyu took the breakfast, feeling very uncomfortable.

As soon as the door closed, he slid down along it, tears welling up in his eyes.

Hold it in your hand earlier, it is not heavy, but it feels heavy.

What are you doing with him now...

What's the use of doing this now...

Su Xiaoyu held the breakfast bag, tears fell, he buried his head in his knees and cried, the heat of the breakfast spread to his hands, making him extremely sad.

Can't let him go...

If he does this, I can't forget him at all...

Su Xiaoyu put her head tightly on her knees, gritted her teeth and cried.

he can't let go...

He really can't let go...

He just begged Jiang Yan not to come to him again, so that he could live a stable life.

Tears wet his trousers at the knees, and the snot and tears were all mixed together.

Su Xiaoyu slammed her head on her knee, hating herself for not living up to her expectations, why was he so contemptuous...Jiang Yan gave him a sweet date, and he forgot the pain when Jiang Yan slapped him.

He really hated himself.

He also hates Su Lan, it's Su Lan, and Su Lan doesn't live up to expectations, so when he sees Jiang Yan downcast, he instinctively feels distressed.

He couldn't control the instinctive impulse of his body.

But why...

Jiang Yan is good to Su Lan, Su Lan should feel sorry for him, why should I feel sorry for Jiang Yan...Jiang Yan is not good to him, Jiang Yan is... not even a little bit warm

Rou is also reluctant to give it to him.

A little... I really don't want to give it to him at all.

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoyu suddenly felt extremely painful. He hated this unfairness and was terribly jealous.

All the good ones belong to Su Lan, and all the bad ones are left to him.

Jiang Yan's tenderness towards Su Lan was so much that it could overflow.

But this tenderness was overflowing, and Jiang Yan didn't think it was a waste. He would rather be overflowing than give alms to others.

And he, Su Xiaoyu, was a beggar waiting for his charity.

Su Xiaoyu felt a sudden burst of pain in his head.

He buried his head tightly, and there were bursts of suppressed crying in the empty room. His lip was bitten by him, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, soaking in his mouth with a salty smell.

He felt that he was a little out of his mind, and Jiang Yan's gentleness drove him to go crazy.

Like, can't let go, hate.

These three emotions intertwined and tore him tightly.

After Jiang Yan went downstairs, he took out a key from his coat pocket.

He actually had the key, but he didn't open the door and get in.

Unlike the one that opened the door last night, the kitten on this key was dressed in orange.

This is his key.

They picked out the key chain together, Su Lan's is blue, his is orange red.Su Lan said that this is very similar to his hair color, which is the color of his hair in the sun.

So they picked this keychain.

For the past three years, he has kept this key in the cabinet and almost never took it out, so the key chain is still very new, as before, the conspicuous orange red is very conspicuous in his hand.

On the contrary, the other key has been rubbed in his hand from time to time in the past three years. The blue color on the kitten's clothes has faded, and it looks a bit old, as if it has been used for a long time.

But now...

Jiang Yan looked at the key in his hand. The sun shone on the keychain, and the metal reflected the light, making his eyes hurt.

These two keychains are very similar to them, he has been standing in the same place without "fading", while Su Lan has become another person, like the kitten on the keychain, the blue color on the clothes has faded It's out of shape.

Jiang Yan put the keychain back into his pocket and held it tightly.