But ye Jiahe didn't care about what was in front of him. He just looked at Ji yisasa and asked, "what's the matter?"

"What's in the room, shouldn't you explain it to me?" Because of emotional excitement, ye Jiahe's mouth asked with a trace of trembling.

Ji yisasa laughs: "explain what?"

"Ji yisasa!" Ye Jiahe is really angry.

Looking at Ji yisasa's eyes full of expectation, the voice became cautious: "Ji yisasa, do you think of something?"

In the interval of speaking, ye Jiahe has approached Ji yisasa.

Until ye Jiahe stood in front of Ji yisasa.

The expectation in his eyes became more and more obvious. His scaly hands could not help holding Ji yisasa's clothes and waiting patiently for Ji yisasa to speak.

Ji yisasa looked down at Ye Jiahe and spoke for a long time: "Jiahe, I also want to think of the past, but I didn't recover any memory."

Ye Jiahe calmed down, a little disappointed.

But such disappointment is also expected, ye Jiahe did not say much.

Then, ye Jiahe continued to look at Ji yisasa: "since I didn't remember, why did those music boxes come back?"

It was as if everything had been arranged.

Dragging himself out to climb the mountain and watch the sunrise is like trying to make time for Uncle Chen to arrange everything in the room, but these are all carried out quietly. Ye Jiahe doesn't know anything.

A surprise, a big surprise, also hit Ye Jiahe unprepared.

Ji yisasa listened to Ye Jiahe's words and said with a smile: "big brother told me, so I asked Su Qi to bring these things back. Now the ownership of Ji's mansion belongs to Feng's, and those things haven't been moved. I counted them. The only thing missing is the three years I left. So I tried to find a way for Su Qi to make up for the music box that he lacked in these three years."

Ji yisasa explained.

Ye Jiahe didn't speak. He just looked at Ji yisasa.

Ji yisasa also followed with a smile, and the smile in his eyebrows and eyes became deeper and deeper: "when did you like to ask in the end?"

Ye Jiahe snorted and did not speak.

Ji yisasa didn't tease Ye Jiahe any more. He put his hand around Ye Jiahe, then pressed him down and sat down on the chair: "have breakfast. Then go out for a walk. We're going back to Jiangcheng tomorrow. Zhan Ting called me. "

Hearing the name of fengzhanting, ye Jiahe's attention was shifted: "zhanting didn't call me."

A little bit jealous.

Ji yisasa explained, "I didn't let Zhan Ting call you."

"Ji yisasa!" Ye Jiahe protested.

"It's not good to pester you all the time, so I let Zhan Ting pester Xiao Yi during our absence." Ji yisasa said frankly.

Ye Jiahe

I really don't feel guilty at all.

After that, Ji yisasa took the initiative to put the vegetables on Ye Jiahe's plate, completely preventing Ye Jiahe from talking again.

Ye Jiahe hummed, followed by quiet down, quietly eating his own bowl of things.

Ji yisasa didn't speak any more.

But the atmosphere is inexplicably good.

All of a sudden, Ji yisasa broke the silence: "Jiahe, things before, one day, I will remember."

Ye Jiahe scooped the porridge spoon, suddenly stopped, and then quietly said nothing more.

In fact, ye Jiahe didn't mind Ji yisasa's thinking about the past. At least this person is now by his side, which is enough.

The past, after all, is the past, does not have any power of memory.

What's more, Ji can't remember her.

Why force it.

Ye Jiahe bent his lips and said nothing more. He bowed his head and ate breakfast quietly.

……

These three days are one of the few times that ye Jiahe and Ji yisasa can be alone, so they both cherish it very much, and they don't do anything. They just walk in the old city of Jixian and stroll around.

Occasionally each other a look back, but can let each other heart.

Holding the hand, never let go, the sun left their back, very long, but it seems romantic and romantic.

This quiet, but more like the calm before the storm.

This kind of thought, let Ye Jiahe can't help but tight his hand, seems to feel the existence of Ji yisasa.

Ji yisasa seems to understand Ye Jiahe's idea, and he smiles very lightly, saying nothing more.

They walked around the ancient town for a day. At night, many things took for granted. Ji yisasa and ye Jiahe both existed for each other. The tacit understanding, no matter how many years, was not enough for them to eliminate.

Ji yisasa looks at the sleeping little woman in her arms. The smile in her eyebrows is deeper and deeper. Ji yisasa can't help but kiss Ye Jiahe's eyebrows.

For a long time, he didn't say a word again.

Jixian is peaceful at night.

……

The next day.

Ye Jiahe and Ji yisasa had breakfast. Ye Jiahe carefully put away these music boxes. She just put them in the room of Ji's old house and didn't take them away.

Any place may not be safe, but Ji's old house, at least Ji Yisheng, is not likely to have any problems.

These things are safest to stay here.

Ji yisasa saw it and didn't ask much, but he knew what ye Jiahe thought.

When ye Jiahe handles these things, Ji yisasa drives Ye Jiahe back to Beixun. Their afternoon flight will go back to Jiangcheng from Beixun.

It was already noon when I left Jixian and arrived at Beixun.

Ji Yisheng's dinner party. After dinner, Ji Yisa and ye Jiahe didn't stop at beixundou. Ji Yisheng drove them to the airport in person.

In the airport——

Ji yisasa's special plane is waiting, ready to take off at any time.

Ji yisasa takes Ye Jiahe by the hand and walks towards the VIP passageway.

All of a sudden, ye Jiahe's steps were quiet, and he called subconsciously: "Sun Mian."

Ji yisasa was stunned and followed Ye Jiahe's eyes.

Sun Mian protects a pregnant woman and appears in the airport with no expression. It seems that when he hears Ye Jiahe's voice, sun Mian's expression changes.

There were some surprises, but more surprises.

I haven't seen Ye Jiahe for a long time.

It was just such a surprise that sun Mian's eyebrows darkened when he saw Ye Jiahe and Ji yisasa holding hands, and then he became indifferent again.

Luan sunny side of the quiet look, did not say a word, low head, soon released the sun Mian, quickly toward the front.