Under the shadow

"So Mr. Ji, what does the person you like now look like?"

In a word, Ji Huanian was forcibly drawn into the vortex called memory.

————The end of the review of the previous chapter———

The hand that caressed the photo on the phone paused, and Ji Huanian's eyes showed bitterness and nostalgia.

"Hmm... the one I like." Unconsciously, the child's bright smile appeared in my mind. From the age of 13 to before she left, scenes after scenes unfolded in Ji Huanian's mind. Screening in front of my eyes, as if I never left the children's side:

So, how should I describe her?

She is one of the few special cases in my limited past 30 years. For the first time, I had similar but different emotions from before. Her appearance made me unconsciously want to give her all my preference and sense of security.

She is the breeze on my calm and waveless sea, which makes my life fluctuate since then, and has a different color from the past.

She is like a cloth banner hanging on the window outside the temple. There is no wind around, but it keeps moving in my eyes and heartstrings.

So, how should I describe her?

We are alike, yet completely different.

We have similar experiences, but we have grown into two extremes.

Sunny, cheerful, kind, reliable, and sometimes a little childish that makes people angry and loving. …

And...the blatant preference and exceptions that only happened to Ji Huanian

These feelings that have never appeared on me and never experienced, she felt all in her body.

So it is probably inevitable that I will be moved by Qin Si......

"But since you are so nice and you like it so much, why are you running?"

Ji Huanian was taken aback by the little assistant's incomprehensible words, then he smiled wryly and shook his head in silence.

Yeah, what is she running for?

But, she had to leave......

Probably the child looked at him with too hot eyes every time, and every time he got close, he seemed to melt himself into the bone.

But it's not that she hasn't been young, and it's not that she hasn't been loved so passionately, but, what about the end of the story?Lost in a mess, lost everything, and started all over again.

Ji Huanian was scared, so in the end, she ran away

She wasn't sure if she still had the energy and courage to bear such a relationship, so Ji Huanian chose to escape.

But, it seems more than that......

Or it may be because there is a gap of ten years between them......

Qin Si would fall in love with her, and Ji Huanian had thought about the reasons, but all in all, it was because they had been together for many years like family members, and secondly, because he was still young at that time, so the two of them would be together. People are so embarrassed and tortured now.

What's more, the 24-year-old Ji Huanian was once the whole life of the 14-year-old Qin Si.

But now?As the years pass and the years grow older, Qin Si seems to be about to enter the sunrise at noon, while Ji Huanian is about to become the sunset...

There are also those overly sensitive and hostile gazes in the world......................

And all these things are beyond the consideration of a child like Qin Si who is experiencing feelings for the first time.

She didn't want Qin Si to get hurt, and Qin Si shouldn't get hurt either.

So, how could she not run away?

But for some reason, she now regrets her decision to leave.

There seemed to be a sound in my ear, which was different from the assistant's voice, and it sounded familiar yet strange to Ji Huanian's ears:

"Hey, are you okay?"

"It's not good to mix alcohol, and your stomach should drink less ice"

"I don't live with her, you can't blame her, and she's not..."

"Of course there are exceptions. Didn't she hit me just now?"

"I don't care, I don't care, my sister can only treat me like this, you have to maintain your image as a resolute director"

"Ji Huanian, I'm not a child anymore, I like you just because I like you, it's not a dependence or a habit"

"But I don't want to see the so-called world you talk about at all! All I want is to stay by your side. Why don't you understand, Ji Huanian!"

"Ji Huanian! Why don't you just trust me?! You're not me!"

Sister, I said, I like you

Ji Huanian

I like you

A familiar figure mixed with a familiar cold voice echoed in my ears. Before or after the voice change, playing coquettishly or making heartbreaking jokes, Ji Huanian's eyes gradually lost focus, and he stood silent in front of the large French window. how long.

Ah Si, what should I do, I can't seem to control myself from thinking about you

I seem to really regret forcing you to see the world......

I too....... think of you. Going crazy......

Opening a drawer on the side of the table, there was a framed photo lying quietly inside, which was a group photo of the two of them not long before she left.

Slender and fair fingers caressed the face on the photo, just like the countless dark nights when Qin Si half-kneeled beside her bed and stretched out his hands in the air above her face to trace the outline of his eyebrows and eyes, over and over again. ...................

devout and affectionate......

For a time, the missing is silent......

Sighing with red eyes, Ji Huanian couldn't help saying silently in his heart:

A Si, I miss you a little

My... Qin Si

The flickering neon lights of the building opposite the window shone into Ji Huanian's office, focusing on the reflection of the photo frame. In the photo, the girl hugged Ji Huanian's waist from behind, tilted her head and faced Ji Huanian, who was tilting her head in front. See.

At that time, when the spring breeze was blowing, Qin Si's eyes were gentle and affectionate, and his smile was bright, which warmly comforted Ji Huanian's torment and suffering for the past year.

With his thoughts returning, Ji Huanian was the only one left in the huge office.

For a while, at both ends of the continent, they were silent about each other's past time, reminiscing about it, dying of illness.

Summer night cicadas chirping, warm wind blowing

And in their hearts at that time it was

The wind blows the flags, the thoughts are silent

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