Ji Rao said calmly, "I'm not selling miserably with you. I just say you don't need to feel guilty. You don't like me. I don't blame you for doing this. I think there will always be a day when I can move you, but I'm wrong. I can't make it to that day. I'll let you go. Don't come to me again. "

Ji Rao said and went back.

Lou Hai looked at Ji Rao with a sarcastic tone, "Si Jieyu, you are typical of looking at the bowl and eating in the pot. It's almost new year's day. You should go back quickly, or what can your Hewen do. He's not as rough as our brother Rao. We can't hurt him at all. "

Lou Hai just turned around and heard Si Jieyu ask.

"Do you like Ji Rao?"

Lou Hai was like a cat with a sore foot. He suddenly blew up his hair. "What do you mean?"

"You follow him every day, dare you deny it?"

Lou Hai lowered his face. "It's none of your business."

"He won't like you."

"You can rest assured that no one will like you if he likes you."

Si Jieyu's hand was tightly clenched under his sleeve.

Ji Rao went back to her room without food. At the dinner table, Lou Hai's mother asked Lou Haiji why she didn't come out to eat.

Lou Hai gives Ji Rao a bowl of pimple soup.

Ji Rao sits on the bed in a daze and hears Lou Hai bring a bowl of strange things. He leaned over and smelled, "what's this? It's very fragrant."

"Pimple soup, made by my mother, try it."

Lou Hai takes a spoon and hands it to Ji Rao's mouth. Ji Rao subconsciously opens his mouth and goes in.

"Is it good?"

"Good. Everything you make at home is delicious. "

Lou Hai couldn't help laughing.

When he went to bed at night, Lou Hai went to pull the curtain. He didn't know what he saw, so he suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing." Lou Hai closed the curtain and said, "go to sleep."

In the evening, Lou Hai suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at the time. It was two ten in the morning.

He crept out of bed, then came to the window and lifted the curtain. Although the window was closed tightly, Ji Rao felt the cool air on his face in a moment.

He wiped the fog on the window and saw a black figure downstairs.

Today, Si Jieyu is wearing a black down jacket.

He sat on the steps, motionless.

The next day he wen came. He had a quarrel with Si Jieyu. The window opened a little. Lou Hai went out to help him. Ji Rao heard the quarrel coming from below.

He wen came to talk to him for a few words, but he had to touch his forehead. He was blocked by Si Jieyu. After a while, he began to quarrel. Finally he wen left.

I didn't leave all night.

Ji Rao's face was expressionless, and she even wanted to smile.

You are paralyzed. Now you know how to chase me. What have you been doing.

Ji Rao was like listening to a play. She stood there looking down all the way, with no ups and downs on her face.

When Lou Hai came in, he saw Ji Rao standing there. He knew what he was listening to and didn't bother him. He only asked him occasionally if he wanted to drink water.

"He's sick."

Lou Hai reacted for a while before he remembered who Ji Rao was talking about. He felt a little nervous.

"If you faint in front of your house, no good."

It's true that gossip spreads quickly in the village. The old lady who comes out of the neighborhood can tell you what happened to your family decades ago.

Ji Rao turned around and said, "let him go."

Lou Hai nodded and went out.

"Wait a minute."