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Ji Shurong's long silence made Jiang Jing sense something was wrong.

He glanced at Ji Shurong, then at the bracelet, and asked tentatively, "Have you seen this thing before?"

Ji Shurong didn't answer this question, but asked, "When did it happen?"

"It should be when I was seven years old." Jiang Jing showed a look of reminiscence, and said, "I was playing outside alone, and suddenly I heard someone screaming behind me. Before I recovered, I saw a person rushing towards me with a knife. In front of me, I was stunned, my legs were so weak that I couldn't run, and at the very moment, someone grabbed the blade and saved me."

He went on to say: "I found the bracelet on the ground after the man left. It was broken at that time, and it couldn't be repaired. It has been kept in the box."

"That person told you not to run around and wait for your parents to pick you up, right?" Ji Shurong said.

"Oh, yes, that's what he said." Jiang Jing suddenly responded, and then the expression on his face slowly froze, and he froze in place.

Ji Shurong put away the bracelet, looked at it in his palm for a while, and said softly, "I've been looking for this bracelet for a long time, and I thought I'd never find it again, but I didn't expect it to be here with you."

"..." Jiang Jing couldn't help holding his breath, his wide eyes were filled with disbelief, and he asked word by word: "So, you were the one who saved me back then?"

Ji Shurong nodded with a smile, and said, "It should be."

Jiang Jing was dumbfounded for a while, and he couldn't feel the pain in his knee anymore.The frightening picture of that year emerged in his mind. In the dream, the boy he could not catch up to finally stopped, and the face that he couldn't remember because of the blurred memory became clear.

Later, the villain who injured someone with a knife was arrested by the police, and the victim was carried on a stretcher, but the young Jiang Jing couldn't find the boy with a warm smile.He has repeatedly gone to the crime scene where no one dared to go, praying to meet that person again, but every time he returned disappointed.

The thank you that he didn't have time to say was sealed in his heart and became his eternal regret when he dreamed back at midnight.

At that time, Jiang Jing never thought that the person he thought he would never see again would miraculously appear by his side many years later, and even become his boyfriend.

Jiang Jing's throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, and he was stuck in the middle, and his voice became hoarse as soon as he opened his mouth: "So it's you..."

It turned out to be you from the beginning.

It turned out that we had met before.

Looking at his misty eyes, Ji Shurong curled his mouth and smiled, "Why do you still cry as much as before?"

Jiang Jing sniffed, and it was rare that he didn't refute, and said softly, "How's the injury on your hand?" It must have hurt so much at that time when there was so much blood.

Ji Shurong stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles between his brows, and said, "It's done."

"I don't believe it." Jiang Jing muttered, and suddenly grabbed his right hand, wanting to take a look at the palm.

Ji Shurong struggled subconsciously, and laughed dumbfounded when he saw his unwillingness to give up, and helplessly spread his palms and said, "Just leave a scar, it's fine."

It was a very long scar, but the color was lighter, and it ran across the entire palm unevenly.The boy who fell from the sky ten years ago saved him with this hand.

Jiang Jing's eyes turned red in an instant.

Those seemingly abnormal details have also become logical at this moment.

No wonder the right hand is always clenched, no wonder the left hand is used when bartending, no wonder he said he can't play the piano...

Jiang Jing endured his sore nose, lowered his head and kissed her carefully.

Ji Shurong shrank his fingers lightly, looked at the top of his black hair, and felt so soft in his heart: "Xiaojing."

Jiang Jing raised his head after a while, looked into his eyes and said, "You knew how to play the piano before, but you couldn't continue to play because of your injury, right?"

Ji Shurong lowered his eyes and looked away, and smiled: "Actually, I didn't play very well before."

Deceiving.

How can I transfer to the third middle school to study art if I can't play well.

Jiang Jing pursed his lips tightly and blinked twice quickly.

"Okay, I really didn't lie to you." Ji Shurong stepped forward and hugged him into his arms, stroked the back of his head, and said softly: "It's all in the past, if I knew that the kid was you, I won't just go away like that."

If he knew that the future would be like this, he would definitely hug Jiang Jing at that time and tell him not to be afraid or feel guilty, because we will meet again in the future, and I will love you very much at that time.

Jiang Jing lay on his shoulder and remained silent for a while, then raised his head and said, "Give me a piece of paper."

"Ok?"

"hurry up."

Jiang Jing raised his head, trying not to let the snot slip down.

It's so embarrassing to cry out snot bubbles.

Ji Shu couldn't help but laugh: "Like a little rabbit."

"..." Jiang Jing wiped his nose and said dissatisfiedly, "It's not like that."

This stare is more like it.

Ji Shurong touched his red eye sockets with his fingertips, and said, "Put ice cubes on it before going to bed, or it will be swollen the next day."

Jiang Jing's head was a little heavy, and his heart with mixed feelings barely calmed down. He sat down on the sofa and said, "Are you leaving tonight?"

Ji Shurong raised his eyebrows: "Reluctant to let me go?"

With Jiang Jing's blunt temper, he thought he would get a negative answer, but Jiang Jing actually nodded: "Yeah."

Ji Shurong's heart moved, and he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed him like a superficial touch.

Jiang Jing looked at him with desire and dissatisfaction.

Ji Shurong smiled and said, "Wait a minute, I'll find medicine for you first."

Interrupted by this episode, I almost forgot that I was looking for medicine in the first place.

Ji Shurong went into the bedroom again and found a tube of ointment, which was still within the expiration date.He half-kneeled on the ground, using his fingertips to smear the swollen bruises, and raised his eyes from the end of his eyes: "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Jing shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

It doesn't hurt that the legs are stretched so tight.Ji Shurong said, "It's a lie."

Jiang Jing glanced at him: "I learned from you."

The dinner was extraordinarily sumptuous, Ji Shurong cooked all the dishes that could be eaten in the kitchen, and Jiang Jing helped, and couldn't help asking, "Can you finish eating so much?"

Ji Shurong took out the last dish and said, "If you don't eat it, it will all rot."

The trash can was full of rotting vegetable leaves from his business trip.Jiang Jing rubbed his nose, and said in a low voice, "I don't know how to do that."

Ji Shurong walked out with the tray in his hand: "I don't mean to blame you, as long as I know how to cook."

Jiang Jing raised the corner of his mouth, and each of them had a bowl of rice, chatting while eating.

"How long will it take for the injury on your hand to heal?" Jiang Jing asked.

"It won't take long, and the pain will disappear after the scars form." Ji Shurong said, "What about you, are you obedient and waiting for your family to pick you up?"

Jiang Jing took a mouthful of rice and said without raising his eyes, "I waited, but no one picked up. In the end, the police sent me back."

Ji Shurong paused with his chopsticks, remembering his mother's early death.

"It won't be like this in the future." Ji Shurong put two pieces of meat into his bowl and said, "As long as you want, I will pick you up no matter where you are."

Jiang Jing ate the meat and almost burst into tears.

He felt that his tear glands were too developed today, and Ji Shurong could stab his heart with any word.

After eating, the two sat on the sofa for a while.At first, it was Jiang Jing who couldn't get up because of eating too much. Ji Shurong wanted to drag him up to exercise, but he was entangled on the sofa with all four limbs.

The sofa is only that small, and it's not enough to make a fuss. Jiang Jing lay on his chest, his hair was a mess, and said with a smile: "Your heart beats so fast."

Ji Shurong bent his leg to block him, and smiled weakly: "Of course he dances so fast." Then he sighed: "Young people are so energetic."

"Aren't you a young man?"

"Compared to you, he is middle-aged." Ji Shurong laughed and his chest trembled.

Listening to his strong heartbeat, Jiang Jing retorted: "I am also an adult, we are not much different."

"I'm eight years older than you." Ji Shurong raised his hand and stroked his hair and said, "When I think of you still in high school, I feel guilty."

Jiang Jing snorted: "Graduation in the first half of the year."

"After graduation, I am still a child in my eyes."

The two lay down for a while, and finally Jiang Jing sat up with a sore neck, looked at the time, and said, "Why is it so late?"

Ji Shurong sat up slowly, and his hair was also a lot messy: "You have to go to school tomorrow, you should go to bed."

Jiang Jing yawned and stood up, and went to get another quilt with his slippers on. When he came out of the bedroom, he saw Ji Shurong feeding the cat on the balcony.

Jiuyue was probably also sleepy, lying on the ground squinting, a few kittens surrounded Ji Shurong and meowing softly.

Jiang Jing called him and said, "Go take a bath first, the bathrobe is hanging by the door."

There is only a bathrobe at home, and Jiang Jing can only wrap it in a bath towel.

The bathroom was steaming, and the traces and aroma left by the last person hadn't completely dissipated. Jiang Jing stayed in there for a while, and came out with his upper body naked.

Ji Shurong was sitting on the edge of the bed wiping his hair, looked up at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "You have a good figure."

Jiang Jing didn't hold back: "Of course."

The bath towel was tightly wrapped around the lower abdomen, and the tight abdominal muscles were unobstructed, with not very firm lumps, showing the unique thinness of teenagers.

After wiping his hair, Ji Shurong hung the towel casually around his neck, and suddenly asked, "Do you know what it means to sleep in a bed?"

Jiang Jing's eyes flickered, and he nodded slowly.

They are both adults, and they still have this kind of relationship, so they naturally know what will happen when they sleep on the same bed.Jiang Jing thought of this when he was making the bed, and when Ji Shurong said it unexpectedly, an unspeakable hotness rushed up from his lower abdomen.

He only wore a bath towel around his lower body, and he didn't wear anything inside. A thin layer stuck to his thighs, and any reaction could be magnified countless times.

Ji Shurong's eyes moved down.

Jiang Jing: "..."

His heart was beating uncontrollably, and his throat felt dry.Jiang Jing took a deep breath, turned around and was about to get into the bathroom, but his wrist was immediately pulled.

The pulling force is not heavy, and you can break free with a little tug.Jiang Jing suddenly stopped.

Ji Shurong's voice sounded behind him, a little hoarse.

He said, "Let me help you."