Ji Anan's back stiffened: "Why did you notify him?"
"Don't you want to?" Beiming Shaoxi sneered and pulled his lips, "Don't you like him? Do you want to go back to him by any means?"
Ji An'an felt weak physically and mentally: "I want to have a relaxing time, not to mention that I am so ill now, and I don't want him to worry..."
Beiming Shaoxi's palms tightened.
"Beiming Shaoxi, please don't look for Gu Nancheng!"
Beiming Shaoxi asked in a serious voice: "He loves you, so he should show up when you need him most. Take care of you when you are most seriously ill!"
"That's my business, I don't want you to arrange it for me."
"If he doesn't show up when you need him most, is such a man still worthy of your love?"
"What about you?" Ji Anan smiled bitterly, "When I needed you most, when were you by my side?"
"..."
"You will still stand on my opposite side and help others."
Beiming Shaoxi's pupils shrank violently, and he held her shoulders and faced her: "That's because you never want me! Ji An'an, as long as you want me and be honest with me, everything about me is yours.
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Ji Anan was trembling because of the hot flames in his eyes, and lowered his eyes: "I'm sorry, pretend I didn't say anything."
Beiming Shaoxi's newly ignited flame was extinguished in an instant.
He laughed secretly to himself, he was ready to burn just because of her words, thinking that there was still a chance.
Five days later, Ji Anan returned to health and the surgical wound healed.
The doctor said she could get out of bed and walk in the yard.
As soon as Ji Anan opened the door, a servant handed her a Samantha rose.
The bright red color is like the strongest blood under the moon.
After that, every time Ji Anan walked, a servant would give her a rose.
When she got downstairs, she was already holding her arms full and found that the entire living room was romantically decorated, with gold-rimmed banners for happy birthday, painted lights, multi-colored ribbons... Various pastries were placed on high and low tower-shaped trays.
Nurse Polty reluctantly directed the servants...
At the same time, all the servants bowed and saluted: "Ms. Ji, happy birthday."
Belated birthday wishes…
Ji Anan seemed to understand something, the farewell ceremony held for her?
Beiming Shaoxi has not appeared again in the past few days as promised, and even when she wakes up at night, she will not see his figure...
Bei Ming Yechen came from around the corner, wearing a white dress with a handsome and formal appearance.
It's strange that no matter how gloomy the atmosphere is, he always looks like a bright ray of light, with a smile on his lips and an innocent face of a big boy.
So in Ji Anan's memory, every time he thought of Bei Ming Yechen, he was the junior student leaning on the railing of the corridor and smiling at the girls.
He lives too slowly, he is still a child, simple and undefended.
Ji Anan just watched him coming, tears welling up in his eyes.
Parting is always sad.
Beiming Yechen flicked her forehead: "The weather is cold, the people I love and the people who love me secretly... wear thicker clothes, keep warm, don't catch a cold!"
After a pause, he looked sideways behind him, "If you don't love me, don't wear clothes..."
Ji Anan tried his best to raise his lips and smile, but he didn't dare to look in that direction: "Smelly fart!"
"I will miss you very much when you leave," Bei Mingyechen's smile froze, "How can I see you again?"
Sorry Yechen...
"Will you still go to class?"
She can't go to school anymore. She can't go to school anymore.