"If you lose your legs, you lose your legs. It's not that you can't do anything. The old dean just bullied you and now you have a broken leg. If this matter were brought to the emperor, would he dare to do this to you?"
As soon as Wen Zhigu finished speaking, Ji Xubai gently held his hand. Ji Xubai raised his eyes, looked at Wen Zhigu calmly, and smiled slightly: "Zhigu, you mean to rely on my sister. Does it matter?"
Wen Zhigu stared at him without speaking.
"I understand what you mean, but I don't need it." Ji Xubai smiled lightly. The winter sunshine reflected on his handsome and gentle face, as if it had a very gentle luster. He was still the proud one. Mr. Ji, he said softly, "Since I was young, I have relied on my own strength to make my way up step by step. I know what I know. Don't let me rely on anyone's connections to do anything. I can't do it. I told you in the past However, no matter how great the difficulty is, if I have the ability to go out, I will go out on my own. I have broken both legs. Since it is not convenient for me to be the old Taifu Ji, then I will start over. There is nothing wrong with it. With the bad ones.”
Ji Xubai's tone was obviously calm, and there was no hint of anything bad at all.
But Wen Zhigu heard so many bad things from his words that his nose became sore. He turned his head away and looked at the snowy sky that seemed to have no end in sight, but he could see clearly The feeling of sadness filled my whole heart...
Not everyone can accept that they fell from a high position to the bottom overnight. Even if they fell, there should have been such a painful struggle, but what she saw from Ji Xubai was Yes, Ji Xubai was too calm, so calm that he didn't look like someone who had experienced a struggle. It was as if he had accepted the fact naturally.
However, the more he behaved like this, the more Wen Zhigu felt more and more sorry for him. Even thinking that it was because of her that Ji Xubai changed into what he is today, he felt even more sad no matter what. It's so unbearable.
"Zhirou, although it's a bit despicable to say such things at this time, I can't help but want to say to you..." Ji Xubai raised his eyes and looked at Wen Zhirou, who was not looking at him, feeling quite helpless. Authentic: "You know what I know, please look back at me."
Wen Zhiyu turned around and stared at him with his eyes wide open: "What do you mean?"
"That's not it."
"Which sentence is that?"
"Can you wait for me, and when I am more productive, can you come back to me?" Ji Xubai mustered up the courage to say this to Wen Zhigu, but after saying it, he felt that it was not meaningful enough. Clearly, he added, "I mean, can you give me another chance and marry me again."
It was this sentence that Xiao had thought about for many years and had never dared to say. He said it at this moment.
After finishing speaking, Ji Xubai felt completely relaxed.
It seemed that it didn't matter whether Wen Zhigu would reject him or not. He was not afraid of being rejected at all. He just wanted to let everything take its course. He didn't want to force Wen Zhigu anymore. If Wen Zhigu could agree, He was lucky in his life. If you couldn't agree to him, it didn't matter. It was good for him to shamelessly pester her.
Wen Zhigu looked at Ji Xubai blankly, probably because he didn't expect to be asked this question so unexpectedly by Ji Xubai here...