The night was silent, the first snow had arrived, and there was a chill all around.

On the broad road, Jiang Qiqi drove at a high speed to the palace where Jun's family was located.

In this process, she first made a phone call to tell King about his whereabouts, so that he didn't have to worry, let alone send someone out to find out!

Even so, king asked again and again whether Bo Hancheng had caused any harm to her. Jiang Qiqi was patient and answered one by one.

Finally, after much persuasion, King finally came to pick her up.

Of course, it is also urging her to go home earlier.

Home?

River seven seven read this strange word, that is Luo Zheng's home, never her!

In addition, Gu Changye has been on the phone and Jiang Qi has not answered.

All in all, king knows that he is safe. Gu Changye also knows For this person, it has little to do with herself. She doesn't need to continue to be involved.

Left luoqiyuan to call, ask their own situation, worry about their situation.

In addition to these, he also told himself that someone was looking for himself, as if he were a classmate, looking very hurried.

The so-called classmates, of course, are Jiang twilight, not others.

Her little brother, who is also a smart man, can't get a response here, so he looks for some whereabouts from another place.

In front of her, the snow kept falling, and the lashes of the seven butterflies in the river hung down. No one could guess what she was thinking.

Because even she herself is not sure what she thinks.

Drive through the roads, and finally slowly approach the palace.

Far away, looking at a shadow, standing under the street lamp, shrunk into a silhouette, hazy and unclear.

If it's not for excellent eyesight, Jiang Qi can't be sure at all, it's the shadow of human beings.

Now, it is snowing, but there is a person so abrupt, stop around the royal palace.

A little further on, it's the forbidden area of the royal palace. Ordinary people can't go in Obviously, the figure is waiting for someone, more generally speaking.

Jiang Qi has a premonition that the man is waiting for her.

In this way, the car continues to move forward, and the distance is a little closer. The figure is more and more clear.

Suddenly, the man's face was clear and bare, like a picture, wearing a pair of glasses to cover up some light.

The young man looked solemn. He was wearing a windbreaker, standing in the middle of the first snow, and he didn't even hit an umbrella.

There was a moment when Jiang Qi was in a trance, and he felt like he was separated from the rest of the world.

But in fact, it's only a few months since we first met.

After all, the car slowly slowed down and stopped in front of the youth.

What is the youth waiting for? Looking at the stopped car, the whole person is a little stunned.

Then, the window slowly fell down, showing the delicate side face of the girl and sitting in the driving position.

"Seven seven..."

Deeply coagulate the young girl, Jiang murmur came forward, with indescribable urgency, missing and worry.

However, the young girl looked at it with a slight frown: "seven seven? Monitor, I'm not July 7th. I'm Luo Zheng. "

Only one sentence, all of a sudden forced the youth, Sheng Sheng stopped.

His eyes, quickly dark, as if lost light, become colorless: "Luo classmate?"

Try to call, Jiang twilight's heart sank, feeling bitter quietly spread.

On July 7th, I came out, but I didn't want to see you again. Did I go back like this?