After taking only two steps, she couldn't help but turn back, looked at him with red eyes and said, "I didn't risk my life, I just want you to feel sorry for me! I know I'm cheap, I'm shameless, But this is what I am like!"
Zijing ran out after saying that.
It wasn't until he ran out of Su's house that he raised his hand to wipe away his tears, rubbing his eyes while crying.
She obviously doesn't know anything, so why should she say that she doesn't care about her own life? She is just too afraid of her own death, so she has endured it for so many years. Isn't she just afraid that she won't be able to return to him, and she won't be able to be with him anymore? Are you surrounded by heaven and earth...
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These days, Ji Xubai is recovering very quickly under Wen Zhigu's care, and he can already walk on crutches these days.
Wen Zhigu raised his head slightly and folded off the plum blossom branches in the yard. He was thinking about picking a few plum blossoms and putting them in the vase in the palace. Ji Xubai's voice came from behind him, "Zhigu, please take a look at me."
Wen Zhigu had no choice but to put down the scissors in his hand and turned around. He saw Ji Xubai leaning on the railing of the pavilion and putting his crutch aside. Wen Zhigu was shocked when he saw it and hurried over to get his scissors. Crutch, Ji Xubai took her into his arms unprepared, lowered his head and rested it on the back of her neck, sniffing her body like a puppy, "I know you smell so good."
"...You don't want your life?" Wen Zhiyu was held tightly by him. He was afraid that he would fall and didn't dare to push him away, but he was still very angry.
Ji Xubai kissed her earlobe and said in her ear: "I have a question for you, when is Taifu Ji's birthday?"
Wen Zhigu's face was so hot from his kiss that he pretended to be calm and said, "I don't know."
"You're lying. You'd know it if you knew it."
"have no idea."
"Little Jane said you made me a suit of clothes with your own hands."
"..." Wen Zhigu felt that his son had begun to turn his elbows outward.
Wen Zhigu took the crutch in his hand and set it up for him, glared at him and said, "Is there anything wrong with me giving you clothes for your birthday?"
"No." Ji Xubai held the crutch with one hand and held Wen Zhigu's hand with the other. He looked down at her and said softly: "It's just that I'm going to propose to you on that day. I know you still have two days." Can consider it."
"... Do other people prepare like this before they propose marriage?"
"I don't know. Anyway, I want to prepare something with you, lest you refuse to answer me when the time comes." Ji Xubai said matter-of-factly.
After hearing this, Wen Zhigu didn't feel very nervous for some reason, as if the question Ji Xubai asked was just an ordinary question.
She didn't know why she was so calm, but she saw Ji Xubai smiled faintly at her. Ji Xubai's smile was really beautiful, as if it could be brought into her heart naturally.
She lowered her head and suddenly saw Ji Xubai and her fingers intertwined, a very touching gesture.
But Ji Xubai did this very calmly, as if this was just a very ordinary little action, something they had become ordinary without knowing it. She looked at their clasped fingers, and her little finger lightly scratched the knuckles of his slender fingers, which were quickly clenched by Ji Xubai. For some reason, Wen Zhigu lowered his head and curled his lips.
I probably understood why I was no longer nervous or hesitant.
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(There’s more; hehe, this couple is going to eat meat. I’m going to write until I’m done with it. I’m so excited...)