The door clicked open from the outside. An Jiangmi trembled in fright like a frightened kitten.

Wei Ye took a glass of milk and looked at An Jiangmi, who was standing there motionless with his back to her, and knew that she was thinking crankily again.

"Awake?"

As soon as Wei Ye spoke, the frightened An Jiangmi trembled again. She said nonchalantly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I wanted to sleep in the car, I don't know how I ran to your room, I, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to." I didn't want to sleep in your bed. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

An Jiangmi kept apologizing.

Wei Ye handed the milk to her. Turned around and sat down on the couch.

There was no anger or joy on his handsome and extraordinary face, only the usual indifference and indifference.

"If you want to die in the future, find a quiet place, my car is not specially arranged for the dead."

An Jiangmi's hand shook, and the hot milk spilled on her hand. Wei Ye saw her sadness and apologies in her eyes.

The back of her white and smooth hand was hot and red. Wei Ye's heart tightened. She still bowed her head and apologized, "I'm sorry, not next time." ”

Wei Ye was afraid that he would not be able to control it, so he hugged her tightly in his arms and comforted her, saying that his words were angry with her. But he couldn't.

He stood up, his tall and slender body, and walked past An Jiangmi's side. Leave a sentence that is cold to freezing: "Clean up and go back to Weishi." ”

An Jiangmi just replied with a low "oh"

An Jiangmi retired from the room and walked out of the manor, and Wei Ye had already started the car.

She sat in the back row playfully. Like a child who did something wrong, Wei Ye was distressed and angry when he watched it.

Why didn't she know how to resist, he thought she could talk to him a few words, so as not to let himself be so wronged.

It was terrible quiet in the car. Wei Ye didn't say a word, and An Jiangmi didn't say anything.

Songs were playing on the car radio.

An old song rang out, as if to speak to her heart. An Jiangmi listened carefully with some empathy.

"I only have a crush on you, at such an age, waiting for you to say that you can be with me"

"I want you to wait for you every night, I will write a diary, and you will see how I forgot you"

"I only have a crush on you and I look at you every day. Miss you waiting for you every night."

With a slight sigh from An Jiangmi, the song was finished.

Crush is stabbing yourself with a knife. An Jiangmi leaned on her back, looking sideways at the backward scenery outside the window.

She still wants to be so obsessed with liking someone.

Maybe she can let go, this love that can't see the result at all. Then forget and start a new life.

Live a life of flesh and soul with flesh and soul.

Have a good relationship, find a man who loves her and she loves too.

She didn't know if it was right or wrong.

But when she thought of letting go of her ten-year crush, she was reluctant. This is her whole youth.

Wei Ye glanced at the quiet An Jiangmi from the rearview mirror, her eyes were full of tears.

She's sad because of what he's just said, or because of the song.

He wanted to jump into her heart and see how sad she was. to comfort it, to soothe it.

It was nearly two hours away, and the two men didn't say a word.

The car stopped at An Jiangmi's villa.

Wei Ye took her luggage down and sent it in.

Jiang Ruoying warmly invited him to stay for dinner, but he politely declined.

After a polite gesture, he drove away.

An Jiangmi looked at the direction where Wei Yeche left and looked at it for a long time. It took so long that Jiang Ruoying saw through her thoughts.

"Xiao Mi, Wei Hua is back." Jiang Ruoying suddenly spoke.

An Jiangmi replied unintentionally, "Oh." ”

"Aren't you going to play with Wei Hua? Or let him come to the house to play? Jiang Ruoying continued.

An Jiangmi hugged her legs and nested in the sofa. The wide sweater covered the legs and looked a little haggard.

Jiang Ruoying asked worriedly, "Xiao Mi, is there something on your mind?" ”

An Jiangmi shook his head. But he stared out the window blankly.

Snowflakes were falling outside the window. She muttered, "It's snowing." ”

Jiang Ruoying looked out the window, it was snowing. "It's really snowing."

An Jiangmi got up from the sofa and slowly walked upstairs. "Mom, I'm back in the room. If you want to sleep for a while, don't call me for a while. ”

"Let's go to sleep after eating."

"Nope."

An Jiangmi went upstairs and locked the door. Lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

His sentence "If you want to die in the future, find a quiet place, my car is not specially arranged for the dead." ”

It stung her deeply.

She is not even a stranger to him, as the lyrics say.

"I want you to wait for you every night, I will write a diary, and you will see how I forgot you"

Perhaps, she has to slowly learn to forget, but she is unwilling.

An Jiangmi sat up irritably from the bed and rubbed her hair.

She's so annoying.

Should she let it go?

The phone "dripped". It's a WeChat.

An Jiangmi's slender and white fingers slid lightly along the mobile phone screen, and the mobile phone entered the WeChat page.

It's Wei Hua's message.

"I'm back, I'll look for you later."

An Jiangmi replied, "Okay." ”

He threw his phone aside.

In less than half an hour, Wei Hua appeared in Anjia's villa.

"Wei Hua is here, hurry up, I don't think Xiao Mi is in a good mood." Jiang Ruoying said.

Wei Hua nodded, "Then I'll go up." ”

knocked on An Jiangmi's door. An Jiangmi, with her hair in a mess, went to open the door.

This image still scared Wei Hua.

"What's wrong?"

"Why are you back?" An Jiangmi turned around and went back to bed.

Wei Hua also sat on the bed and sat face to face with her.

"Leave me alone, tell me about you, what's wrong? Got a fight with my brother? ”

When it came to Wei Ye, An Jiangmi was even more annoyed, she wanted to quarrel with him, he could kill him with one look. It's noisy. She didn't have the guts.

"Wei Hua, do you think I should give up. He was so bored with me that even if I didn't speak, even if I whispered, he would hedge against me and get angry, and I really, really, wanted to give up. An Jiangmi's eyes were filled with helplessness and despair.

"Don't, this little difficulty is overcome? My brother is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, besides, are you willing to give up now? You've been liking him for almost a decade. ”

Don't mention the past ten years, maybe An Jiangmi feels better, as soon as she mentions that she has liked it for ten years, she starts to cry aggrievedly. "But he doesn't like me. Really, Wei Hua, I was a clown in front of him, no, really ugly, fat, ugly and stupid. I guess it's a little shameless. Being scolded like this by someone I've liked for ten years, do you think I feel good? ”