When we came to the attic on the third floor, the door was half closed, and a dim light came from it.

He pushed open the door and went in. Fang Yaqing was sitting on the pink princess hammock, holding a souvenir album in his hand and looking at it carefully.

Many things in the room are covered with dust. A tall bear doll is sitting in the corner. There is a guitar hanging on the wall. On the table are grasshoppers and paper kites. In the transparent glass bottle, there are purple hourglass. Although the music ball is covered with dust, you can still see the men and women holding hands inside

In the southeast corner, a wedding dress is set on the plastic mold. The skirt is decorated with sequins, and the lace is exquisite and complicated. It is covered with a layer of glass to isolate the dust.

Although the style was popular a few years ago, it was kept intact and looked like a new one.

Fang Yaqing closed the photo album and looked up at him. The water mist under his eyes was crystal clear under the light: "you keep these intact. You haven't forgotten them, have you?"

Ji Jinchuan stood one meter away, looking at the murmuring tears on her face and moved her lips: "I keep this thing, just think, it's your things that should be handled by you, whether you throw them or stay them, you decide."

Fang Yaqing closed the album and stroked the tassels on the hammock: "I don't believe you keep these things just to wait for me to come back and deal with them."

Ji Jinchuan warm light mouth: "I have no need to cheat you."

Fang Yaqing pointed to the wedding dress: "then what is this?"

Ji Jinchuan pursed his thin lips and lowered his eyebrows into silence.

Fang Yaqing got up and approached him, grabbed his sleeve and looked at his eyes seriously: "you have been waiting for me, haven't you?"

His voice was hoarse: "No

"I don't believe it!" Fang Yaqing's tears were whirling, and Mingyan's face was flushed with tears, which made her more irresistible. "You once promised me that when we got married, you would design a wedding dress for me. You still love me, why don't you admit it?"

……

After leaving Qiu Shaoze, Shen Youran drives home. She enters the living room. Only aunt sun and another servant are there.

The servant took her handbag. She asked, "where's Jinchuan?"

"Upstairs," replied the servant

Shen Youran goes upstairs. As soon as she steps into the last step, she sees Fang Yaqing standing outside Ji Jinchuan's study. She hangs her head and doesn't know what she is thinking.

Shen leiran pauses at his feet and walks up to the bedroom. The high-heeled shoes make a noise in the open corridor.

Fang Yaqing looked up and saw her from far to near. Her eyes flashed quickly and panicked: "big Sister in law... "

Shen Youran took a look at the closed study and then looked at her: "what is this for?"

Fang Yaqing took a deep breath, calmed down the confusion in her heart and pulled the corners of her lips: "I have something to do with elder brother."

Shen Youran said faintly: "what's the matter? Can I help you? "

Fang Yaqing shook his head: "no need."

In the study.

Ji Jinchuan had a cigarette between his fingertips, and the fireworks were burning out scarlet. Hearing the voices of two people outside, he subconsciously looked at the door. However, the door was closed and he could not see the situation outside.

He took a deep breath of smoke, slowly spit out the smoke ring, the smoke filled his deep black eyes, as if floating in the rootless sea.

Just now in the attic, fangya has been chasing after him, no matter how he answers, she will not believe it.

From the third floor down, she has been with him to the study, he shut the door.

He had never been caught in such a dilemma.

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