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Wen Tiantian is oblivious to their plan.

Today, she had planned to take Ji Jingchen to the company to have a look. Now she heard the housekeeper's proposal and nodded.

The castle has different memories of her and Ji Jingchen. If we help together, we may have new help.

The housekeeper looked at them with a smile.

"Miss, you and your husband will go first, and I will prepare with them. It will be ready soon."

"Well."

Wen Tiantian and Ji Jingchen walk inside together.

Just out of a distance, Ji Jingchen turned his head a little uneasily.

I don't know why, looking at the faces of the housekeeper and the driver, he felt fluffy in his heart, as if something was going to happen.

When they enter the castle, Ji Jingchen and Wen Tiantian sit in the living room.

She had taken Ji Jingchen around the castle before, but now she doesn't know what to do.

Ji Jingchen looks at Wen Tiantian without saying a word and frowns slightly.

"Today's activity is not talking all the time?"

Wen Tiantian raises her head in a hurry.

"No..."

She just didn't know what to do.

Facing such Ji Jingchen, it is like returning to the time when they just knew each other.

Clearly is the memory of two people, but only she knows, such a feeling, let her simply can not face Ji Jingchen in front of her.

Ji Jingchen saw that she had been silent, and turned her head discontentedly, ready to leave.

"Wait!"

Wen Tiantian stops him.

She stepped forward anxiously, but stopped again.

"Do you want to..."

I don't want Ji Jingchen to leave like this.

Don't want to make him angry.

I don't want him to go back to the house where he lives with Jiang Yutian.

The one on the side of the body clenched into a fist.

Wen Tiantian's eyes are constantly turning around in the living room, looking for anything that Ji Jingchen can leave behind.

My eyes suddenly fell on some antique vases decorated in the corner.

She said eagerly, "would you like to see me restore the cultural relics?"

Ji Jingchen's wheelchair suddenly stopped and turned.

Wen Tiantian saw his eyes and hesitated: "but it may be boring."

Originally, the restoration of cultural relics is a very long and meticulous work. The reason why few people do it is because other people think it is too boring.

She glared nervously at Ji Jingchen's reply.

He looked at Wen Tiantian and said in a stereotyped tone: "since it's a job you like, why should you belittle it?"

Wen Tiantian lowered her eyes slightly and did not speak.

"Let's go." Ji Jingchen added: "where do you want to work?"

Wen Tiantian catches up quickly.

"In the study."

There are still pieces of porcelain from Mr. Peng in the room, which are usually used to practice. There is also old Zhang who asked her to work.

It's just that I've been very busy all the time, so I don't have time to repair it.

Repair tools are still on the side, warm sweet baby to take a look.

Ji Jingchen took a look at the past, but saw that the box in Wen Tiantian's hand was broken and old. There were still traces of burning by the flame on the original plastic shell.

He immediately frowned, clearly housekeeper in such a large company, all the industry has been transferred to her name, why use such a worn-out tool?

"Not yet?"

Wen Tiantian heard his voice and looked up in surprise. Seeing Ji Jingchen's eyes, she understood.

"No change."

Her fingers groped for the mark on it, and there was a certain tenderness in her eyes.

This box was found in the porch after the fire in Ji's house.

The fire wasn't serious there, and the tool box was finally found.

Zhong Li said that the toolbox was one of several things Ji Jingchen had brought back from the castle. It had always been on the second floor.

At that time, Ji Jingchen should have seen the fire, and then ran back to save the things.

If he hadn't run back, maybe nothing would have happened.

What Ji Jingchen protected with her life, could she possibly replace it?

His eyes fell on the box, but Ji Jingchen could not understand the feeling of Wen Tiantian.

But from her sight, she vaguely felt that there was something hidden in the box.

Something must have something to do with the person who took it together?

Ji Jingchen lowered his eyes slightly.

"Let's go."

Wen Tiantian quickly regained consciousness, sat down on the other side of the table, opened the small box with broken porcelain pieces, took it out and put it on the workbench.

She was just about to work. After thinking about it, she did not move in the end. She put it aside and took some pieces that had been discarded."I'll give you a present."

She gave Ji Jingchen a smile and buried herself in her work.

Ji Jingchen was shaken by her smile and looked at it.

Warm sweet appearance is very serious, low head, scallion white fingers slightly rotating.

The small tools were in her hands as if she had been born for the job.

Bright light from the right, her long eyelashes out of two shadows, slightly drooping eyes into a beautiful amber.

Ji Jingchen couldn't help but get closer. It was not so much looking at Wen Tiantian's restoration and encouragement as he was looking at Wen Tiantian's appearance.

How can anyone feel bored?

He couldn't help asking.

Time slip away from the fingers, unconsciously, isothermal sweet again raised his head, the time has passed three hours.

She looked at the wall clock and found it was evening.

"Sorry, it's harder than I thought. It took three hours."

Ji Jingchen heard her words and looked at his watch. His eyes flashed a little surprise.

He is usually very sensitive to time and has a sense of time. He decides not to waste too much time on an unnecessary time.

But these three hours seem to have passed in a blink of an eye.

Wentiantian stood up and put the things just finished in the palm of her hand, with a smile in her eyes.

"What did you do?" Ji asked.

Wen Tiantian walks around the table to Ji Jingchen.

"I wanted to take the opportunity to repair the dishes that Mr. Zhang sent me, but I just had another idea."

With that, she took Ji Jingchen's hand and pasted her hand holding things on it.

Ji Jingchen looked up at her suspiciously.

Warm and sweet cheek because of excitement and slightly red, forehead is also permeated with dense sweat beads, energetic.

"For you."

Wen Tiantian smiles as she unfolds her palm.

A small blue flower fell into Ji Jingchen's hand.

I was held in the palm of my hand just now, but I still feel cold and comfortable.

He lowered his head and carefully observed what was in his hand.

It's obviously made of pieces of ceramic, with blue and white porcelain patterns on it.

The blue and white colors are integrated, and the surroundings have been carefully polished.

Five petals of small flowers with a bit of lovely.