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The cool breath of winter fell into Ji Xiao's nasal cavity, her expression moved slightly, she didn't expect that she would show her secrets on this.

The clock on the wall clicked for a second, Ji Xiao thought about it for a second, and suddenly felt why he kept pretending.

Ji Xiao just looked at Wei Qingyu lying in his arms like this, ready to move.

But the world seemed to have insight into her thoughts, and twisted her heart hard, telling her to shut up.

Ji Xiaowei curled up, but she didn't want Wei Qingyu to take the two hands out of the quilt, and said: "If I was bitten too, how could this little peach basket in your hand be intact. "

Hearing Wei Qingyu's words, Ji Xiao pulled out some thoughts from the pain, and asked in puzzlement, "What?"

Wei Qingyu untied the little peach baskets from himself and Ji Xiao's hands without a word, not noticing the strangeness on Ji Xiao's face.

Two small peach baskets touched each other, one was round and flawless, and the other was printed with a row of fine tooth marks.

Ji Xiao remembered the unstoppable excitement of the original owner's childish handwriting, and looked at Wei Qingyu with obscure eyes: "This is your magic."

"Yeah." Wei Qingyu nodded, "I don't know who is sitting on the threshold with a red nose, saying that his little peach basket has been bitten on the tooth marks."

The girl's voice carried a bit of naughty teasing, sending a bit of mint aroma to Ji Xiao's ears.

Ji Xiao looked at those slightly curved eyes with a smile, and the pain in his heart turned into depression.

It was a memory between the original owner and Wei Qingyu, not her own.

But this world does not allow her to be separated from her.

Ji Xiao's face darkened slightly. It's not only healthy Alphas who have terrible possessiveness, all human beings have it.

She held Wei Qingyu's wrist with her backhand, and silently took off the small peach basket in her hand and put it on the window sill beside her.

Wei Qingyu was stunned for a moment, "Ji Xiao, you..."

But before he finished speaking, Ji Xiao kissed his lips.

With the gentle touch, a thin layer of mist soon appeared in the girl's pupils.

Taking advantage of the interval between exchanging breaths with Wei Qingyu, Ji Xiao raised his head slightly, his voice was a little hoarse: "Don't think about the past."

It is said to be possessive, but it is actually mixed with some unreasonable anxiety caused by mild pheromone disturbance.

Although Ji Xiao knew that Wei Qingyu had told herself that what she liked was her current self, but she still had a grudge against this matter in her heart.

The buttons on the girl's neckline had been undone one by one, and her snow-white skin touched the cool air, causing her to tremble.

In the dark night outside the window, the galaxy was shining brightly. Wei Qingyu looked at Ji Xiao above her sight, and saw gloom in her golden-orange pupils.

The last time Ji Xiao showed such an expression was because of the past.

Why……

Before Wei Qingyu could think about it, Ji Xiao came up to kiss her again.

The night is quiet, the Milky Way flows slowly in the stagnant winter day, and the faint smell of mint wafts in this foreign bedroom.

In this way, Wei Qingyu was tightly held in Ji Xiao's arms, accepting her violence and gentleness as if she was in the vulnerable period, and did not push her away.

The morning sun shines through the skylight and fills the warm bedroom, and the messy battlefield from last night has disappeared on the soft carpet.

Wei Qingyu hugged the quilt in her arms and was bathing in the soft morning light, her fan-like eyelashes were the gentlest guardians, guarding the stability of the little fair face that was still sleeping.

Suddenly, the guardians moved slightly, and then Wei Qingyu gently stretched his arms.

But he didn't want to stretch out his arms, and what he touched was only a mass of air that was still warm.

Wei Qingyu opened her eyes with some doubts, but found that Ji Xiao was really not by her side.

She thought Ji Xiao had already gone downstairs for breakfast, so she changed her clothes and went downstairs, but there was only Aunt Wu downstairs.

Wei Qingyu watched Aunt Wu bring her the prepared breakfast, sat down at the dining table and asked, "Where's Ji Xiao?"

Aunt Wu: "Miss went to church early this morning, maybe because she is still a little scared about the operation next week. Although there is a 90.00% chance of recovery, the [-]% also makes me a little uneasy. "

Wei Qingyu nodded a little bit disappointed when he heard the words.

She always felt that Ji Xiao's actions could not be fully explained by the surgery next week.

"Let's cook some home-cooked food for lunch today, what would Miss Wei want to eat?" Aunt Wu asked.

Wei Qingyu thought for a while, and said, "I can do it. Let's make taro paste and blueberries for Ji Xiao. She has been talking about it for many days."

Aunt Wu nodded, and then said: "I went to the morning market here today and bought a duck for the miss. Originally, the miss wanted to eat hot pot at noon today, but Dr. An warned her not to eat spicy food, beef, mutton and seafood. The young lady had no choice but to let it go, and it seemed a little sad to send her to the car."

Aunt Wu smiled as she spoke, and while picking the vegetables in her hand, she said: "Really, Miss Mingming's stomach can't eat spicy food since that accident, but it seems that she has changed her taste recently, and she likes it so much. "

When Wei Qingyu heard Aunt Wu's words, she paused when she picked up the coffee cup.

It was as if something had finally landed on its correct position, and there was a crisp "da."

She seemed to know why Ji Xiao's face would show that expression whenever she mentioned the past.

It also seems to understand why the word "fate" keeps appearing in Ji Xiao's mouth.

In fact, I should have discovered it long ago.

From Ji Xiao's sudden change in her attitude towards herself and even the people around her, from her sudden improvement in her grades, from the fact that she couldn't help eating spicy food but couldn't help stealing it, even instant noodles, which existed as a haze, became her favorite. favorite food.

There was even the wrong answer that I ignored last night.

Too many clues were connected in Wei Qingyu's mind, so she stood up from the dining table without thinking about breakfast, "Aunt Wu, which church did Ji Xiao go to?"

Aunt Wu pointed to the north direction, "It's the one we passed by yesterday, it looks very close. Miss Wei, do you want me to take it..."

A gust of winter wind blew into the room from the outside, blowing the crimson fire to dance wildly.

Before Aunt Wu could say the word "you", Wei Qingyu walked out of the house with the key coat.

The muffled sound of the car door sounded, and Aunt Wu saw that the Porsche 911 parked in the yard was driven out by Wei Qingyu.

Bright red is like a never-ending flame in the white winter.

The crowds gradually receded in the church that had just finished praying, and there was a slender girl sitting in the dark, empty row of seats.

Ji Xiao sat alone in the church, looking at the plaster statue surrounded by candle lights at the front.

In the dream, the god in bright clothes was sitting on the golden lotus, just like the gods painted in the Buddhist hall, but what he said to himself was the words in the "Bible Ecclesiastes" of the man in white robe and long beard.

The priest standing on the podium in front had noticed the strange oriental face who came here alone.

He looked at Ji Xiao, and walked to her side with the nerve in his hand, "Miss, I see that you have been sitting here for a long time, is there anything bothering you?"

Ji Xiao didn't expect the priest to take the initiative to come over, and was slightly startled.

She looked at the tall man in black robe in front of her, and hesitantly spoke to him in proficient English: "I once dreamed a sentence in a dream, 'What has been done must be done again, and what has been done must be done again' , I don’t know how to understand it.”

When the priest heard Ji Xiao's words, he smiled and explained to her: "It's actually very simple. From our personal point of view, the world is a one-way street. In fact, from God's point of view, they have seen the same thing happen repeatedly. Many times. Maybe that you are not the current you, but the world is constantly circulating and repeating like this. The world is empty, but it does not prevent us from exploring the true meaning in it."

The priest's English is a very authentic British accent, and the continuous words from his throat are like long-lasting agarwood.

Every word fell into the heart of the person being taught, slowly exuding a meaningful fragrance.

At this moment, a little boy with blond curly hair ran over and tugged at the priest's sleeve: "Father Michael, the archbishop is looking for you."

"Okay, I'll be there later." The priest gently rubbed the little boy's head.

Then he looked at Ji Xiao's white gauze that was deliberately hidden under the turtleneck sweater, and said, "Miss, since you have been fortunate enough to communicate with God, I believe God will bless you, and I wish you a smooth operation next week."

A trace of surprise flashed in Ji Xiao's eyes when he heard this, but the priest's deep pupils were like a deep pool of water.

He nodded slightly to Ji Xiao again, then turned and left with the bible in his hand.

The sun gradually rises into the sky, and the huge stained glass in front of the church reflects magnificent colors, each of which is painted with the story of Jesus' salvation.

Ji Xiao thinks that maybe she helped Wei Qingyu, so she was lucky enough to receive God's gift.

Since fate repeats itself, her gift will also expire one day.

Xu Shi has already experienced life and death once, and when Ji Xiao thought about it again, he lost his initial fear.

After all, this is what Qi Qi told her with her actions.

Thinking about it, Ji Xiao stepped forward and bought a candle for prayer.

The spark touched the candle's twister, and a golden candle burned up.

"God, I greedily make a wish to you. I only hope that I can accompany Wei Qingyu for as long as possible, and meet her again in the next life or the world I am in."

At this moment, Ji Xiao suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

She accidentally dropped the thin stick in her hand to the ground, and staggered to the side of the platform.

The magnificent window glass casts a large amount of light into the church, and Ji Xiao saw a very familiar figure at the end of the long aisle.

——Wei Qingyu.

The boots under the girl's feet knocked on the wooden floor of the church, and also on Ji Xiao's heart.

She didn't know why Wei Qingyu came here suddenly, the pain in her heart sounded the long alarm.

The faint mint aroma is secretly fermented in the cold winter and volatilized in the sunlight stained by stained glass.

Wei Qingyu stopped just one step away from Ji Xiao, her cheeks were slightly reddish by the cold wind.

The turquoise pupils raised slightly, staring at Ji Xiao's pupils quietly as if seeking an answer.

Then, she opened her thin lips lightly, with a somewhat unsteady voice in her calm voice: "Ji Xiao, in fact, you are not Ji Xiao's, right?"

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Wei Lengmo sealed Ji Xiaotong's mouth indifferently, and turned on the light.