Bai Yueguang Omega always wants to monopolize me

The cold wind blows through the yard, and the bamboo forest shakes and makes a rustling sound.

The already unfamiliar environment invisibly increased Ji Xiao's sense of loneliness, and his clenched fingers were as cold as hypothermia.

The girl stood outside the teahouse like this, constantly replaying what Wei Qingyu's mother said in her mind, feeling a mass of depression stuck in her heart.

The black Chelsea boots rolled over the wooden boards in the corridor lightly, and a few tulip petals fell to the ground as she turned around.

Although Ji Xiao already had some premonitions in her heart, she still didn't dare to think deeply about Wei Qingyu's mother's words.

Escaping seemed to be something she had to do now.

It's just that she just wanted to leave, but happened to run into Wei Qingyu who came to look for her with something.

Wei Qingyu didn't know what Ji Xiao heard, and her tone was still as gentle as usual: "You are here, I just searched around but couldn't find you."

But it was this gentle tone that made Ji Xiao feel even more sad.

The wind blew gently, and her eyes were inexplicably red when she looked at Wei Qingyu.

Seeing Ji Xiao like this, Wei Qingyu panicked: "Ji Xiao, what's wrong with you?"

Being questioned by someone he likes, the grievance that Ji Xiao had been suppressing in his heart burst out in an instant.

She looked at the woman standing in front of her, and there was a big bunch of tumi flowers that Wei Qingyu's mother confirmed had special meaning in her sight, and said, "What is the flower language of tumi flowers?"

"Did you actually plant this flower for your first love?"

Wei Qingyu was stunned upon hearing this.

She watched her parents and grandpa talking and laughing from the teahouse, and immediately realized that Ji Xiao might have heard something wrong, and hurriedly called her name to explain: "Ji Xiao..."

But Ji Xiao keenly caught the surprise of being discovered that flashed in Wei Qingyu's eyes when his voice fell.

At this moment, she hated herself for being so familiar with Wei Qingyu, and when she knew her eyes, she could instantly understand what it meant.

A kind of great sadness silently and heavily enveloped Ji Xiao's head, making her eye sockets and nose red.

She knew that this was Wei Qingyu's grandfather's house, and she couldn't make a scene. She kept the last sliver of reason, and said to Wei Qingyu forcefully, "I'm sorry to excuse you, it's getting late, I should go."

Before the words fell, the uncontrollable trembling still betrayed her.

Wei Qingyu looked at Ji Xiao's back, who was striding so fast that she was almost running, and hurriedly called her name to chase after her, "Ji Xiao!"

The quiet courtyard suddenly startled a crowd of birds, and Wei Qingyu's voice in the corridor also startled the elders in the teahouse.

Mother Wei immediately got up and looked outside, but only saw Wei Qingyu running out of the yard calmly, abandoning the past.

"What's wrong?" Wei's father looked at Wei's mother in confusion.

But seeing Wei's mother showing a sad face, she said to the two people present with heavy eyes: "I feel that we seem to have said the wrong thing just now."

The cold wind blew on Ji Xiao's face like a knife blade, and the eastern suburbs, which had felt warm just now, suddenly became biting.

She clenched her icy fingers like this, and walked quickly along the road she came from, still holding the large bouquet of Tumi flowers in her arms.

It's really worthless to say that even though he knows the meaning of these flowers, Ji Xiao still can't throw away what Wei Qingyu gave him.

People who fall in love at first sight are not so easy to say and forget.

There was a sound of a car engine on the deserted two-lane road, and a taxi drove over from the greenery.

Ji Xiao hurriedly stopped and stretched out his hand to signal, and opened the door conveniently the moment the car stopped.

But I didn't want to, a hand with clear bones pulled the doorknob the moment the car door closed.

Panting roughly, Wei Qingyu stopped Ji Xiao's taxi, with anxious eyes showing under her messy hair.

The driver released the clutch that he had just stepped on in an instant, and looked out the window in panic, "Little girl! What are you doing! Do you know that you are very dangerous like this!"

"I'm sorry, master. I have something to tell her." Wei Qingyu said while panting, her breath was extremely unstable.

Her physical strength in this world is not very good.Just now, she ran after Ji Xiao, the cold wind seemed to cut her throat, and it was full of the bloody smell of rust.

Ji Xiao looked at Wei Qingyu who was in a mess outside the window, and felt a pain in his heart.

Clutching the flower in her hand, she lowered the window glass and asked, "Okay, then tell me, what am I to you? It's just a substitute, isn't it? It's just a substitute that you used to miss your first love, right?" ?”

Wei Qingyu shook his head, "No."

"What's that?" Ji Xiao immediately asked, as if still holding on to a glimmer of hope.

Wei Qingyu looked at Ji Xiao who was sitting in the car, her lips moved slightly, and finally said the secret buried in her heart these days: "First love."

"You are my first love."

The lights on the side of the road fell directly into the back of Ji Xiao's car, blurring the scenery in her sight.

She heard a slight beating in her heart, but Liancheng's memory reminded her that Wei Qingyu's words were a bit inexplicable.

Ji Xiao looked at Wei Qingyu puzzled, and asked back: "Miss Wei, you must have written too many novels. Five years ago, we didn't know each other at all. How could I be your first love?"

Speaking of this, Ji Xiao suddenly seemed to think of something, looked at the woman in front of him with trembling eyes, and asked, "Do you know what happened to the memories that popped up suddenly that I told you?" ?”

"You know that, right?"

Wei Qingyu finally waited until Ji Xiao asked her this question, but her throat seemed to be choked suddenly and she couldn't make a sound.

The cold wind suddenly rolled up from the ground, bitingly blowing on her face, like a warning from God.

Looking into Wei Qingyu's eyes, Ji Xiao realized almost instantly that she must know the reason.

She just looked at Wei Qingyu like this, her voice raised uncontrollably: "Say it! You clearly know that I am distressed by these sudden memories, why didn't you tell me the truth?!"

These days, the memory images that do not belong to any part of him in the past 20 years have been repeatedly surging in Ji Xiao's mind.

Frightened and apprehensive.

No one is completely welcome to the unknown, and not at all unafraid.

Ji Xiao calmed down as much as possible and told herself that it was nothing, after all, it didn't affect your normal life.

But this precarious balance, barely maintained, was finally broken today.

The wind howled in the girl's voice, and the already dark sky began to become more and more gloomy.

Dark clouds quickly gathered in the sky, like an impenetrable net, making people breathless.

Ji Xiao's already red eye sockets were blown red like blood by the wind, and even the pupils were stained a little red.

She looked at Wei Qingyu who was silent in the face of her question, and asked again: "Wei Qingyu, who are you?"

"Why do these memories suddenly pop up after I read your "Scorching Sun and Midsummer"?"

"Why do you always appear in these inexplicable memories of mine?"

"Why can I see you when you are sixteen or seventeen?"

"……what is this?"

Thunder sounded faintly from the sky above the two of them, and Wei Qingyu couldn't speak at all in the face of Ji Xiao's question.

Her heart seemed to be tightly held by something, and an inescapable external force was pulling on the beating heart, and the fragile arteries were pulled, sending out a hideous pain.

The sky was dark, making the lights extraordinarily dim.

This was the first time Wei Qingyu felt the pain that Ji Xiao once felt.

At this time, the three people's mobile phones sent a city thunderstorm warning.

The driver looked a little anxious, and he knocked on the iron fence in front of the seat with one hand, and asked, "Little girl, are you still going? It's going to rain soon, and I have to go home now." Let's eat."

Hearing this, Ji Xiao immediately nodded to the driver and said, "I'm sorry, master, I'm leaving now."

Then she looked at Wei Qingyu, who was still unwilling to give her an answer, with a bit of frustration in her flickering eyes.

With her last rationality, she calmly said to Wei Qingyu: "Wei Qingyu, if you can't answer me, please let go. There is no bus station here, and the master will not do my business. I will leave today I can only go back."

"I can give it to you." Wei Qingyu said to Ji Xiao, holding back the pain in his heart.

But before Ji Xiao refused, the phone in her pocket rang.

Humming vibrations sounded on the quiet road, clear and unavoidable.

As if he had found a good excuse, Ji Xiao politely refused as a reminder: "Someone is looking for you, go and answer the phone."

But Wei Qingyu still held the car door handle, refusing to answer the phone call.

The words of explanation were firmly stuck in her throat, and the dull thunder hidden in the cloud repeatedly oppressed and warned her.

God never allows breaking the rules of the world.

The driver really couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help persuading him: "I said girl, although I don't know what happened to you, but why don't you calm down with each other first. You see, it's getting dark today. A thunderstorm warning has been issued. If you continue to freeze like this, it will be really bad if it rains, isn't it important for your health?"

When Ji Xiao heard what the driver said, he bluntly noticed Wei Qingyu's hand on the door handle.

The white and delicate back of the hand was flushed red by the cold wind, and the slightly protruding blue veins lay dormant on the

Some people have decided to be disheartened just now, but they still can't help but feel distressed when they see the back of that person's hand that is frozen red.

Ji Xiao's hand covered by the bouquet tightened slightly, and Cai Cai's agitated voice obviously restrained, "Go back quickly, Wei Qingyu. It's cold, and you will catch a cold."

After the words fell, Wei Qingyu was still standing outside the car door.

There was a deadly stubbornness in those calm eyes, like a child clinging to the only toy he had.

She knew that if she let Ji Xiao go now, she might not see her again tomorrow.

Ji Xiao looked at it, and his heart that was still firm just now became confused.

She couldn't call the driver to drive at all, and left her here, her tone became a little softer, "Wei Qingyu, give me some time, let you and me calm down, okay? You know better than me , you can't explain it now, and I can't go back with you now."

The phone that had just stopped rang again, and the two "helpless" revealed the girl's helplessness.

Wei Qingyu looked at the Tumi flowers held in Ji Xiao's arms in the car window, and her stubborn eyes moved slightly.

She raised her hand, put the mahogany box in her pocket in front of Ji Xiao, and compromised: "Then you take this and I'll leave."

Ji Xiao said "yes" lightly, and stretched out her hand to accept the gift that Wei Qingyu had just said to give to herself.

The moment the two fingers brushed lightly, Wei Qingyu let go of the hand that she had been holding on to the doorknob.

One after another red mark was deeply hooked on the inner side of the clasped palm.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the raindrops fell on the white woolen coat on Wei Qingyu's body.

She watched Ji Xiao's car leave like this, and the pain in her heart began to become numb.

The torrential rain poured down the moment Ji Xiao returned home. She hurriedly finished her dinner and returned to her room.

The soft bed wraps her with the warmth of autumn, but the unrelieved sadness is like a pedestrian without an umbrella under the sudden rain, and there is no way to escape.

Ji Xiao's brain was in a mess, everything that happened in the evening was replayed and paused in her mind.

The girl's mood was unprecedentedly complicated.

How could she be Wei Qingyu's first love?

Obviously, she only met Wei Qingyu for the first time three months ago.

Can't find the answer.

She doesn't want to substitute the person she likes into her, but she is obsessed with the fact that she regards herself as her first love.

Ji Xiao curled up, looking at the camphor tree standing stubbornly in the swaying wind outside the window.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the mahogany box that he threw on the bed as soon as he entered the door.

Ji Xiao stared at the box with vacillating eyes, then touched it by accident and opened it.

But there was a delicate red braided rope on the evenly spread red velvet doily, and a round and small peach basket was hanging on it.

"Boom!"

There was a thunderous sound that seemed to tear apart the sky and the earth, and a long crack lit up in the dark cloud-covered sky instantly.

The electric light shines through the window and illuminates the small peach basket in Ji Xiao's hand. Along with Wei Qingyu's youthful voice, the memories she had forgotten flooded towards her like a tide.

"Don't lose it this time."

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