"What's the matter with you? What's the matter with you?" Jimo wind flustered tunnel.

The girl suddenly opened her eyes, looked at him and said, "give me a mirror. I want to see my face."

When she said that, Ji mofeng looked for her for a long time, and finally turned on the front lens of her mobile phone to face her.

Lian Xiaoxi touched her cheek with one hand, and there was a trace of pain in her black eyes.

After a long time, she said, "let me have a good sleep, OK?"

Ji Mo Feng wanted to say something, but caught a trace of confusion and panic on her cheek, he said softly: "don't worry, I'm outside, you can call me at any time."

"Well."

Lian Xiaoxi's eyelids closed, as if falling into a deep sleep again.

The white light of the room came in and hit the sheets on the bed. Ji mofeng leaned over her ear and gave her a kiss. He said in a low voice, "no matter what problems I encounter, I will advance and retreat with you. You have to believe me. In this life, without you, I don't want anyone."

Then he stood up.

Lian Xiaoxi's eyelids moved. After several rounds of struggle, she didn't open her eyes.

Ji Mufeng goes out.

It's been a morning.

When Ji mofeng pushes the door open again, there are still people in the ward.

The window was pushed open, and there was no one outside.

Damn it!

Ji Mo Feng grits his teeth.

He made a special call.

"Give me all the monitoring of the hospital. I want all the information about Xiaoxi." He murmured.

"Yes."

Tezhu soon copied all the surveillance.

……

A car was stuck on the highway. A girl in the car was pale. She was wearing a big dress, covering most of her head with a hat, and her face was covered with sunglasses. She could hardly see her clearly.

At the back of the bus, a Maybach was following.

"President, do you want to copy?"

"No, just follow."

The girl in the bus didn't realize that there was a car following behind her. She was obviously not in good spirits and was always depressed. When she got off the bus, she moved slowly and came to Xicheng cemetery.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can't die for you..."

She put a bunch of chrysanthemums on the ground and knocked her head heavily in front of the tombstone.

Looking at the picture on the tombstone, she didn't want to leave for a long time.

But it's not.

She was obviously out of strength and had to turn away.

After leaving the cemetery, she went to some places and finally came to Xicheng high school alone.

High school is booming, students in class, she stood outside the fence, looking inside the teaching building, playground, lawn, but finally came to a shady path outside the high wall.

“…… Jimofeng, do you love Lian Xiaoxi or me? What should I do? " She murmured softly.

Obviously very painful, body in violent shaking, ready to fall.

"I love you! Never changed. "

The voice of a cold ice has a firmer will than iron and stone, such as the burst of thunder rolling behind her.

As soon as the girl looked back, her eyes fell on the man's shadowy eyes in front of her.

"You --" it's me. I've been behind you all the time. You went to my father's tombstone, to the cottage where you used to live, and to Lian Xiaoxi's home and company But you came to the place where we met for the first time. Here, I handed you an umbrella. At that time, I didn't know that when the umbrella was held in your hand, my heart was lost here... " Ji mofeng was dressed like the white shirt and black trousers of that day.

As if, back to that year, 18 years old that year.

She sprints in the rain. A black umbrella blocks the rain falling from the sky. Under the black curtain, she suddenly breaks into a warm heart. As soon as she raises her eyes, she falls into a eye like the vast starry sky, so moving, so moving.

My heart is beating wildly.

She couldn't tell whether it was memory or reality.

Because at this moment, the man standing in front of her was also holding a black umbrella, and the sky began to rain again.

He came step by step, and the umbrella fell on her sky, sheltering her from the wind and rain.

"Qian Qian, it's you, isn't it?"

A "Qianqian" makes a girl like a ghost wake up suddenly.

"You -"

the man grabs her hand, and his deep eyes are full of unfathomable: "I know it's you! No matter where you are, in any body, I know it's you. "

"But -"

without waiting for her to retort, the man said, "we were all given medicine that day, but what I saw in my eyes was you, and what you kept shouting after taking medicine was: wind devil. You are the only one who can call me by my name - I don't recognize the wrong person. You are the one I love. "Lian Xiaoxi suddenly raised her head, and her eyes widened. She could hardly believe her ears.

The secret of her heart was exposed in her mind after this sleepiness. She didn't want to wake up and always fell asleep, not because she didn't have consciousness, but because she didn't want to wake up.

She's scared.

She's in fear.

For the unknown, but also for their own who is unknown panic.

Because of this uncertainty, she has been struggling to wake up or not.

She has three memories in her head.

One is a very weak Lian Xiaoxi; the other is the part that she tangled with Ji Mufeng, but it's very short, very short; there are many memories of her having a car accident, coming to Ji's home, being with her mother Shen Yun, and going to university in Kyoto.

The three parts of memory, after she was beaten by the tattoo male pervert, turned out to be all in one.

Once all the memories were mixed together, she found that some indescribable things had happened between herself and Jimo Feng, which were true, true.

Her heart hurts. It hurts.

Her face is not her own. It belongs to a girl she used to know on the Internet. That girl's name is Lian Xiaoxi, and she is fan Qianqian.

In this way, when Ji mofeng is tender with this body, who does his heart give to?

Bitterness, suffocation, suffering, despair, wandering, all kinds of emotions intertwined in her heart, so that she didn't want to see Ji mofeng, and didn't want to forgive him.

However, he told her that he knew who she was from beginning to end.

That -

"there is only one person I love. Her name is fan Qianqian!"

Ji Mo Feng comes forward, grabs her wrist and puts it on her lips, and then kisses her deeply.

She looked up, her eyes wide and silent for a long time.

"You may be called Lian Xiaoxi in the future, but my heart, my people have never only recognized you." He said.

She rushed into his arms and hugged him tightly. The tears hidden in the bottom of her eyes burst into her eyes and wet his skirt.

The two hugged each other tightly and never separated.

After confirming her eyes, she laughed, very happy, very happy.

"Well, in order to avoid trouble, I will continue to call Lian Xiaoxi. I also have some memories of her. The poor child may have died in the car accident, but God has pity on us and let me come back again."

"All right, listen to you."

"Thank you for taking care of my family in my absence."

"Your family, isn't it my family?"

"Hahaha, jimofeng, when did you become a flatterer?"

"No, I'm not a flatterer. I'm your old slave. I can only listen to you in this life."

"Ha ha ha --"

"wife, we don't need to get engaged. Let's get married directly."

Lian Xiaoxi stares at him and rushes out. Seeing the sprinkler in the distance, she suddenly understands that the so-called rain is caused by this guy on purpose.

As she ran towards the sun, she said in a loud voice: "no, I have to study and go to college. I'm only 17 years old, and I'm not old enough to get married. Ji mofeng, you are all uncles. Ha ha ha, it's your turn to run after me this time. I won't let you go easily ~ ~"

Hi, Ji mofeng, don't be hurt. Please give me more advice for the rest of your life. Sunshine hit her face, in addition to happiness and happiness, she can not find anything to cover her life's brilliant.