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Lightning pierced the sky with devastating power, illuminating the huge and empty living room, and outlining a figure.

The wind poured in unscrupulously from the wide-open balcony, and the back of the woman's cock was flushed red, exposed to the cold air without pity by the master.

It was Qi Qi who called, and she was fine when she called back. Wei Qingyu didn't want to go back to her grandfather's house, so she went back to her home in the city center alone in the rain.

The delicate oblate wine bottle is filled with light golden wine, and the faint aroma of peaches accompanied by the chill of brandy fills the living room.

It was the first time for Wei Qingyu to feel such an inescapable colic. She didn't have any way to get rid of this pain. She could only drink alcohol to numb the pain, and by the way, numb her sad emotions.

There was a faint sound of thunder, and the bright window that was illuminated from time to time showed Ji Xiao's appearance when he questioned himself just now.

The girl's red eyes were not fake, she was really sad and scared.

Wei Qingyu didn't expect that the method she used to get Ji Xiao back to her side would be the culprit of the pain she felt in this world.

Could it be that I really shouldn't have told her about my first love in the first place?

She shouldn't have tried so hard to restore her memory later on.

In fact, as it is now, it is good to regard their romance and love as love at first sight.

It was because she was too greedy and wanted to fight against the gods.

Wei Qingyu thought about it, and poured himself another glass of wine into the glass.

The bright red lips were soaked with brandy, and the veins on the back of the hand holding the wine glass were tense.

The white light outside the window flashed and landed on her face, her cold face was full of resentment.

In the past five years, she has connected the characters in the past world, piece by piece like a jigsaw puzzle.

Now she has finally grasped the last piece of the puzzle, but she can't put it in the correct position no matter what.

Unwilling to just attribute the past between them to nothingness.

Unwilling to divide Ji Xiao into two like this.

The cold wind raged in the room, and there was a trembling pant in the lonely room.

Under this dim light, a round teardrop fell from Wei Qingyu's long and narrow eye socket, slowly crossed her cheek, and fell silently on the soft carpet.

They've clearly made a deal.

I will definitely try my best to make the other party remember again.

Wei Qingyu clasped her increasingly painful heart tightly, her tense legs curled up together.

But when will this happen.

The sudden thunderstorm made the whole city enter the night ahead of time. The wind blew the trees in the whole neighborhood to sway, and the broken branches and leaves stuck to the ground.

The same is true for Ji Xiao.

The thunder outside the window was full of threatening oppression, and large raindrops mercilessly hit the window glass.

Ji Xiao still tightly clutched the little peach basket in her hand, pressing her painful heart tightly, not wanting to let the memory she finally recalled end like this.

Memories are like the pouring rain that night, rushing into her mind crazily.

The flat sheet was rubbed into one after another, and Ji Xiao curled up on the bed, the red mark on his heart felt an unprecedented pain.

She remembered that she entered the world of "Scorching Sun and Midsummer" in her sleep.

I remembered the day when I realized that I fell in love with Wei Qingyu.

He remembered the first time when he pierced Wei Qingyu's glands with his canine teeth in the small black room.

……

She also remembered that Wei Qingyu's pheromone was mint.

And its own pheromone is peach brandy.

"Then what if I am still in reincarnation or forget you?"

"We didn't forget, we just didn't remember."

"So if you can't think of me in the next life, I will definitely try my best to make you think of me again."

……

That day, the image of Wei Qingyu taking the ruined self out to watch a movie on a secret date flashed in Ji Xiao's mind.

Ji Xiao looked at the large bouquet of tea flowers that she casually threw on the table with tears in her eyes, and laughed while crying.

The trembling crying voice said in unison with Wei Qingyu in the memory: "Then I will beat you again."

Just like this, Ji Xiao tightly clutched the little peach basket in his hand, biting his lips to vent his sadness in this not soundproof room.

The pain in her heart could not be opposed to the regret and regret, and large swaths of tears poured out of the girl's eyes, soaking the newly changed quilt.

"It turned out that it was all me."

"...From beginning to end, it's just me."

Ji Xiao spoke word by word, her trembling voice filled with unrelieved sadness.

Only then did she realize that she didn't fall in love with Wei Qingyu at first sight, but fell in love with each other over time.

The memory of another world is like a trapped beast breaking free, tearing a crack in the girl's mind ferociously.

Finally, in the constant backtracking, Ji Xiao remembered the day he left that world.

Sharks walked leisurely and leisurely in the turquoise pavilion, and the flowing water slowly reflected the dim light.

Wei Qingyu's embrace is so warm, worthy of greed, but also so fragile, it makes people feel heartache.

She tried her best to keep herself, and the heart-piercing crying clenched Ji Xiao's heart again and again, so she had to bury her face in the quilt and cry bitterly.

"I miss you so much... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry, I just remembered you now..."

After the heavy rain, the sky is as blue as washing, with thin clouds sweeping in the sky, bringing a bit of leisure.

The street in the early morning was cleaned up early, as if the storm last night did not exist.

A bus was drenched in the rain from last night and slowly stopped in front of the bus stop sign. A girl in a black coat neatly stepped over the puddle under the back door of the bus and jumped onto the sidewalk in front of her.

It's a rare weekend, but Ji Xiao gets up early.

She wanted to buy a bouquet of Tumi flowers and went to Wei Qingyu, but after visiting the nearby flower shops, they all said that Tumi flowers were gone.

Helplessly, Ji Xiao can only take the address where she sent flowers to herself before and go to the flower shop where Wei Qingyu sent her flowers these days.

What she didn't expect was that this was not a flower shop at all, but a flower-themed dessert shop.

The crisp wind chime sounded as Ji Xiao pushed the door, and a familiar and energetic voice came from the counter: "Welcome, what do you need?"

The first ray of sunlight in the morning poured into the spacious and bright store through the window. Sun Qianqian stood behind the counter and showed her iconic smile, with two dimples swirling on the side of her face, as sweet as ever.

Ji Xiao was a little surprised and pleasantly surprised, she shook the hand in her pocket, and asked pretending to be an ordinary customer: "Excuse me, are there any tumi flowers in the shop?"

Sun Qianqian showed the same regretful expression as the owners of the previous flower shops, and said, "I'm sorry, miss. This season's tea flowers have passed their blooming time, and there are no more."

Ji Xiao couldn't help frowning, and asked again: "But I've seen tumi flowers sold from your store."

When Sun Qianqian heard the words, she suddenly realized, "You said that."

"We didn't come in that one, it was stored here by a friend of ours. She doesn't sell it, I'm really sorry."

Ji Xiao couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he heard Sun Qianqian say this.

But just as she left with "thank you", another voice came from inside.

"Don't go yet, you are lucky, you have some today."

The hanging cloth on the door connecting the inside and the outside shop moved, and Fang Yiming walked out with a bunch of freshly trimmed tumi flowers.

The feeling of reuniting with old friends made Ji Xiao's eye sockets want to moisten. She tried her best to control herself, and finally realized her mood when she and Wei Qingyu met at the signing meeting.

Fang Yiming didn't notice Ji Xiao's reaction at all. While arranging the flowers in her hands, she explained to her: "The owner of this flower said that there is no need to give it away today. Let me give it to someone who is destined."

Although Ji Xiao was filled with emotion, the reactions of her viewing room Yiming and Sun Qianqian did not look like people with memories of the previous world, so she had to pretend to be calm and say to her like an ordinary customer: "Thank you."

Taking advantage of Sun Qianqian packing flowers for herself, Ji Xiao looked at Fang Yiming who was standing aside, and couldn't help asking, "Excuse me, are you a couple?"

Fang Yiming raised his hand and touched his head in embarrassment when he heard the words, and admitted with a smile: "Yes, we have been together since we were young, and we can't do without each other, so let's live together."

Listening to Fang Yiming's indecent words, Sun Qianqian said angrily, "Yiming, I'm still here!"

"Oh, I'm not embarrassed." Fang Yiming took the initiative to take the flowers wrapped by Sun Qianqian and handed them to Ji Xiao.

Sunlight fell on the bouquet from one side, and the light blue wrapping paper wrapped the petals with some water droplets.

The staggered petals stretch slowly, and the stamens exude a faint fragrance in the sun.

The color of this flower is white and pure, and it can be seen that it has been carefully cared for and maintained.

Looking at the familiar bouquet, Ji Xiao couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth.

"jingle--"

The crisp wind chime sounded again in this quiet store, and another customer pushed the door and walked in.

Chenfeng carried a touch of mint and landed on Ji Xiao's shoulders. She seemed to realize something, and turned her head to look at the door with the flowers in her arms.

The bright sunlight poured in from the wide open glass door, and the two pairs of dark eyes looked at each other unexpectedly.

Wei Qingyu's hand holding the doorknob paused for a moment, and the eyes under the light gray scarf reflected the girl in front of her.

The sunny day filled the small shop, and Ji Xiao stood in the center of the light.

The bouquet of tumi flowers she was holding in her arms was like the only bit of white in the black world.

Wei Qingyu's eyes trembled slightly, and the hand holding the doorknob tightened and tightened.

She couldn't believe her eyes, her low and slow heart seemed to have sensed something, and with a thud, a thud, it started beating heavily.

"Wei Qingyu, what is the flower language of Tumi flowers?" Ji Xiao asked softly, there seemed to be tears mixed with a smile in those deep eyes.

The autumn wind rolled the fallen leaves on the street, messing up Wei Qingyu's long hair pinned to her ears.

The girl's voice became as gentle as before, and the scent of peach brandy fell on her body vaguely but clearly.

Hearing these words, Wei Qingyu was startled for a moment.

Then almost instantly, she realized that her Ji Xiao was back.

The tumi petals trembled in the wind, the pure white color mixed with excited tears covered Wei Qingyu's sight.

Tears ran across her face and stopped at the corner of her lips. She smiled and looked at the girl who was carrying the little peach basket in front of her again, and replied softly: "The last lover."

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