"What about you, is it a thief's act to put my picture in leather armor without my consent?" An Jing shot back.

"You know, that's because I've never forgotten you, Anjing, I love you."

His sentence I love you, many years late, didn't say it when she was in love at the beginning and was ignorant, didn't say it when she left, but four years later, when she was exhausted, said it.

"I'm a little tired." An Jing said bluntly, pushed the door open, and prepared to go in.

Shen Lingfeng opened the leather armor, looked at An Jing gloomily, and asked angrily and calmly, "What about the photos inside?" ”

"Nope." An Jing said crisply.

Shen Lingfeng held An Jing's hand tightly and said angrily; "That's my stuff, why are you taking my stuff."

An Jing shook off Shen Lingfeng's hand and furrowed his brows, "Enough, Ling Feng, you understand, we can't go back, don't come to me again, find someone you love and love you, forget about me." ”

"If I can forget, why would I wait until now." Shen Lingfeng said bitterly.

An Jing looked at Shen Lingfeng steadily.

If she hadn't been allowed to bump into him and Hu Yan together, perhaps, she would have been moved by this sentence.

"But I've forgotten it all." An Jing said refusively.

Shen Lingfeng stretched out his long arm, pressed the back of her head with his big palm, and said with certainty: "It's okay, if you forget, I will start over with you, An Jing, I will let you fall in love with me again." ”

Shen Lingfeng leaned over and kissed her on the lips, and before An Jing could react, he had already retreated, turned around, and walked towards the darkness alone.

At night, An Jing had insomnia.

The memory goes back to when she was in high school, she and Shen Lingfeng met and knew each other, and in the end, she had her purpose, Shen Lingfeng's mother had Shen Lingfeng's mother's purpose, and by mistake, she had to leave.

She has never forgotten him for the past four years.

It is said that first love is the most memorable, and there is nothing wrong with that.

However, when time dilutes the scars, it also dilutes the feelings.

When she saw that Shen Lingfeng was actually with Hu Yan, she didn't want to wade into this troubled water.

An Jing sighed and rolled over.

Perhaps, now she is not qualified to fall in love.

In a daze, Gu Yuxuan's figure flashed in An Jing's memory, and he was very irritable in his heart.

She slept for about two hours in total, and it was dawning.

She simply got up, went grocery shopping, and looked after Gu Yuxuan.

When she arrived at the ward, Gu Yuxuan was not there, and I heard from the nurse that Gu Yuxuan had a fever last night and vomited in the morning, and the doctor suspected that it was a slight concussion, so she went for an examination again.

An Jing's heart was even more guilty.

If it weren't for her, why would Gu Yuxuan suffer from this torture, their company still has a lot of things to deal with.

She couldn't help, so she put the chicken porridge on the bedside table and went to the kitchen to cook lunch.

Half an hour later, An Jing heard a commotion outside the door.

Gu Yuxuan came in surrounded by a group of people.

He frowned, his eyes were lazy, and he was very irritable, and glanced at Luo Sheng next to him, and glanced out of the door.

"After a minute, I want to be quiet and not see any guests."

"Yes." Luo Sheng received the order and said to the group of people: "I'm sorry, Mr. Gu wants to rest, and no one is missing, please go back first." ”

Gu Yuxuan walked to the bedside, saw the porridge on the table, subconsciously looked around, and saw An Jing with a guilty look at the pestle at the kitchen door, his originally irritable eyes softened a little, and said to An Jing: "Hey me, I just happened to be hungry." ”