Jiang Lan sat on the sofa, and she habitually stared at the clock on the wall, watching the second hand tick and twitching.

Every time she waits for Lu Jingchi to come back, she will stare at the clock. She will think in her heart, will this second hand come back the next time it beats?

However, most of the time, she couldn't wait for that person to come back.

After twelve o'clock, Jiang Lan remembered her notebook again, and she used it to record the past events.

She remembered many things in the past very clearly, and it would be a pity if she had forgotten such unforgettable memories.

There are still many things she wants to do, and she doesn't know if she forgets everything in the future, and will still remember what she wants to do.

Jiang Lan was lying on the sofa and writing, suddenly the sound of footsteps came from behind her. She was so shocked that she suddenly looked up. Seeing the familiar face of the man, she subconsciously hid the notebook behind her.

If you want to cover up, you will naturally not be able to deceive Lu Jingchi.

He reached out to her and "take it out."

Jiang Lan's hands behind her back subconsciously grabbed the notebook.

Lu Jingchi was wearing a black windbreaker, the suit inside was also black, and even the shirt was silver-gray.

The black body stood under the light, making her look abrupt.

He looked at her from a high point and spoke again: "What shameful things are there that I can't see?"

Jiang Lan shook her head.

His eyes sank instantly, and he handed his slender fingers in front of her, "Give it."

Jiang Lan held the notebook and sweated nervously.

What she wrote was indeed a bit unseen, especially for him.

However, before she could think of a word, Lu Jingchi leaned over, pressed her shoulder, and snatched the notebook behind her with his other hand.

Jiang Lan looked panicked and got up to grab it.

The height difference was too big. He raised one arm, blocked Jiang Lan, and opened the notebook with the other hand.

Jiang Lan's pupils shrank slightly.

The moment he opened it, she suddenly gave up struggling because he saw it all.

His expression was a little subtle, and he glanced at Jiang Lan slightly.

Jiang Lan lowered his head in shame.

"I want to fly a kite."

He read out the words in his book lightly, his tone was calm and magnetic, and he clearly had no emotions.

But it made Jiang Lan feel ashamed.

"I want to go to the sea of ​​flowers."

"I want a good golden retriever."

"I also want to go and take a hot air balloon."

......

Jiang Lan couldn't stand it anymore. This was indeed what she wanted to do, although in his opinion, it was just a trivial matter.

But the thoughts from his mouth without emotion were quite humiliating and sarcastic.

She has no future, and even her wishes are just these trivial matters, so she has the nerve to write them in her notebook.

This feeling is no different from running naked on the street.

It also reminded Jiang Lan of the past when Lu Wanrou held her diary and read everywhere. They laughed at her and even wrote a hairpin into her diary.

And they only know how to laugh, laugh at her never seen the world, only Jiang Lan knows that it was not because of her hairpin that she wrote it in her diary, but because...

That was given to Lu Jingchi.

Jiang Lan grabbed his arm and shook it, begging him not to think about it.

Lu Jingchi paused and looked at her side.

He closed the notebook, put it in front of Jiang Lan, and said, "Why don't I know, you still have so many things to do?"

"Who do you want to do it with?"

Faced with his questioning, Jiang Lan took a step back and he moved forward one more step.

Jiang Lan fell on the sofa.

"Hesi Ning?"
Chapter completed!