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Jiang Jing has always been expressionless when he sees this kind of plot in the film, so the big reaction is all due to acting. Is there any difference between this and his own?

However, the real knowledge comes from practice, and the difference is really too big.

Jiang Jing sat on Ji Shurong's lap with his legs spread apart. The bathrobe slipped off at some point and fell lightly on the ground.

……

It was still dark when I woke up the next day.

It was rare for Ji Shurong to sleep well, and when he opened his eyes, his mind was clear.

The person beside him had already woken up, lying down and fiddled with his fingers, with a bunch of dull hairs on the top of his fluffy hair, shaking it from time to time.

Ji Shurong reached out and rubbed his head, his voice was hoarse when he just woke up: "Will you not sleep again?"

"Can't sleep." Jiang Jing's voice was muffled.

He was woken up very early by the yelling downstairs to buy pancakes, and when he closed his eyes, his mind was full of images from last night. He couldn't sleep even if he wanted to sleep, so he just kept staring at Ji Shurong.Finally, his eyes fell on his slightly outstretched palm.

That scar seemed to be engraved in his heart, as long as he took a look at it, there would be slight pain.

Ji Shurong knew what he was looking at, curled up his fingers and turned over to sit up: "Go wash up, I'll cook."

Jiang Jing's gaze suddenly stopped, he grabbed his wrist and frowned, "How come there is a scar here?"

The scar on the wrist is extremely shallow, and if you don't get close, you can't see it at all. It looks like a nail scratch, but it is slightly raised to the touch, which is obviously a scar.

Ji Shurong lowered his head and glanced casually: "It was accidental."

Jiang Jing showed doubts, and wanted to ask one more question, but Ji Shurong had already picked up his clothes and put them on.

Breakfast was fried eggs and lean meat porridge. After the meal, Ji Shurong sent Jiang Jing to school. On the way, Jiang Jing felt sleepy and leaned against the window and closed his eyes in a daze.

The car drove extremely steadily, Jiang Jing fell asleep all the way, and when he got off the car he felt refreshed.

Ji Shurong turned to look at him and said, "Listen to the class carefully, don't be playful."

"Know it."

Jiang Jing held the zipper of his school uniform in his mouth, squinted his eyes against the sunlight that had just pierced the sky, and pretended to ask casually, "Will you come to pick me up after school this afternoon?"

Ji Shurong smiled: "Of course."

So from then on, Jiang Jing was the first to rush out of the classroom every time after school.He stepped down three steps in one step, and the hem of his school uniform was lifted by the wind.The young man is the most beautiful when he runs, and he will always attract the attention of others along the way.

However, Jiang Jing didn't want to be too eager. When he was about to run to the school gate, he slowed down and adjusted his breathing. He walked up to Ji Shurong with a pretended calmness, and slightly bent his mouth and said: "Let's go."

He thought he was pretending to be flawless, but he didn't know that the glistening sweat on his forehead betrayed him completely.

Gentle and melodious pure music was playing in the car, the sky was rolling with dazzling phosphorescence at dusk, the evening wind was cold but fresh, Jiang Jing was lazily leaning on the back of his chair, talking to Ji Shurong one after another, his eyes always With a smile.

As long as I'm with Ji Shurong, I'll be happy even if I don't do anything.

The days passed peacefully and without waves, but it did not make people feel bored.

Sometimes the boys in the class would make jokes about Jiang Jing, saying that everyone in that class seemed to like him, Jiang Jing almost blurted out several times in the joke, saying that he already had someone he liked very much.

That person sent him to school every day, picked him up from school, cooked for him, taught him homework, accompanied him from sunrise to sunset, and gave him all tenderness.

They held hands in no one's place, kissed in a dark room, and looked at each other through the crowd amidst the excitement.

Everyone says they are the most special to each other, but they don't know that they are the best match.

It was a cloudy day, with endless dark clouds, and the low-hanging sky was filled with thunder and thunder, and it would rain torrentially soon.

The car was parked opposite the school gate, Ji Shurong lowered his head to finish the message, picked a piano piece at random, leaned against the car window and glanced out casually.

Jiang Jing complained that the teacher was procrastinating, saying that he would have to wait another ten minutes before school was over.

The school gate was bustling with people, because of the bad weather, many parents held umbrellas and looked inside on tiptoes.The trees on the side of the road are all withered, and the cold wind passes through the bare branches.

There was an open space among the dead trees, and two figures stood there, as if they were smoking, and the clouds of smoke drifted away with the wind.

Ji Shurong squinted for a while, and recognized that one of them was the one who bullied Jiang Jing before, and it seemed to be Feng Yuan.

The other kept his back to him, his black hood covering his profile.

Looking at it from his angle, he could only see Feng Yuan bowing his head and saying something, with a faint smile from the corner of his mouth from time to time.

Ji Shurong's impression of him couldn't be worse.He was one step late when Feng Yuan was arrested last time, and he has always regretted not being able to teach him a lesson.

If this was not the school gate, Feng Yuan would never leave his sight unharmed.

The mobile phone buzzed and vibrated, and Ji Shurong withdrew his cold gaze, and his face softened slightly.

Jiang Jing: Wait another 3 minutes, and school will be over after the homework is assigned.

His irritable and depressed face could be imagined through the screen, Ji Shurong smiled and typed a few words to comfort him.

When he raised his head again, Feng Yuan had already walked out of the bushes, standing by the side of the road, he didn't know who he was waiting for.

The man in the hat next to him seemed a little impatient. He raised his head and glanced at the school gate, his gaze inadvertently glanced at Ji Shurong's car window, and slid past without a single pause.

His eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Feng Yuan's, and his expression is more sinister, as if an iceberg is covering his whole body, just one look makes people chill for no reason.

Ji Shurong stared at him intently, the smile on his face gradually faded, his gaze was colder than ever before.

It's been ten years.

The person whom he met in a hurry finally appeared in front of him again.

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