Ji Yi's figure disappeared at the entrance of the subway station for a long time before He Jichen looked away, restarted the car and returned home.
Mrs. Zhang heard the noise and ran over immediately. When she saw him, she immediately said with a smile: "Mr. He, are you back?"
He Jichen nodded slightly, said nothing, and bent over to change his shoes.
"Mr. He, do you want to eat something?" Mrs. Zhang asked again.
After changing his shoes, He Jichen straightened up, shook his head at Aunt Zhang, and went upstairs.
Returning to the bedroom, He Jichen saw at a glance the relics of He Yuguang brought from Su City that he had casually placed on the sofa, including clothes, writing pads, mobile phones, watches...
As He Jichen watched, his chest began to feel tight. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened it.
The air after the rain was fresh and moist, mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers from the garden downstairs, drifting into his nostrils with the night wind.
He lit a cigarette casually and looked into the distance through the smoke.
He remembered that when he went to her house for the first time, he accidentally overheard a phone call between her and her mother on the street: "Mom, let me tell you again, it is impossible for me and him to be impossible! I consider everyone He Jichen will not be considered!"
Also at the hot spring resort, she obviously brought her mobile phone, but because she didn't want to add him as a WeChat friend, she deliberately said she left it in the hotel room.
And that morning when he had a fever and he almost had another conflict with her. He was so anxious to interrupt her words. He actually knew very well that what she was thinking was: "Whether it was four years ago or four years later, You know very well in your heart that the person I want from the beginning to the end is not you."
Since meeting her again, she has actually been trying very hard to distance herself from him. Just like tonight, she would rather stand in front of the coffee shop and wait for the rain to stop than to take his car. car.
But he couldn't help but watch her marry someone else just to break Qian Ge's scheme. Is the only way he could go to pretend to be his brother and get close to her
He Jichen seemed to be caught in some kind of tangle, his brows slowly furrowed.
In the past, he complained that the He family did not disclose his brother's death and buried him in such a low-key manner. Now, what he complained about gave him a chance
He Jichen found it funny inexplicably, but after the fun passed, what emerged in his heart was deep sadness.
He knew that her brother was very important to her, and the last thing he wanted to do was to use his identity as a brother to get close to her, but he had no choice, because he could only get close to her as a brother. It was so sad and helpless. .
Thinking of this, He Jichen turned around and looked again at the relics of He Yuguang piled on the sofa behind him.
He pursed his lips, and finally put out the cigarette on his fingertips, walked over, picked up He Yuguang's cell phone, pressed the power button, then typed in Ji Yi's phone number one digit after another, and wrote a text message. , sent over.
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Ji Yi finished taking a shower and climbed into bed. As soon as he put down his phone and was about to fall asleep, his phone dinged.
It was a text message. Although the number was not saved in her mobile phone, she knew the phone number. Especially when she saw the word "Manman", her fingertips trembled uncontrollably. one time.