“This is a ticket to the museum.”
Ye Yu lowered his eyes and picked up the yellowed ticket stub.
"I made an appointment with you, remember? It was the year you first came here."
When he mentioned the specific time, Jiang Jiang remembered everything, "So it was you at that time too."
"Yeah, but I made an appointment with you to meet him the next day."
His tone inevitably carried some unrelieved resentment, of course, directed towards Ye Jin.
Even after snatching his invitation, she left him a provocative note.
But what can he do?
Should he announce this to the world, or expect someone to make the decision for him?
So the only thing he could do was to accept the ticket and deceive himself. This was also a memory between him and Jiang Jiang.
The same is true for all other things.
But the last thing is different from all of these.
When Jiang Jiang saw Ye Yu pick it up, a gentle smile even appeared on his face.
"This is a gift I've been preparing for a long time."
He handed it to Jiang Jiang.
Suddenly, he felt a coolness in his hand. Jiang Jiang looked at the jade carving in his hand. The carving was finely crafted. The carving should be a girl holding a sugar painting. The jade color was warm.
The girl's expression was vivid, and Jiang Jiang recalled: "Is it the temple fair that year? It turned out to be you at that time too!"
There was a hint of surprise in her tone.
It was as if what they were doing now was not uncovering some scars hidden in their memories, but picking up the precious memories they had shared.
Every time Ye Yu saw these things, the contradictions and pain that emerged in his mind turned into love for her.
"Yes, there was a man selling clay sculptures at the temple fair that year, and you complained that he made you a short figure, and you were unhappy about it."
Jiang Jiang felt a little embarrassed when he said that.
Although she is already so old that it’s hard to count her years, traveling back to the body of a child still makes her feel like a child again.
I actually get angry about something like this.
"So you carved another me for me?"
Jiang Jiang touched the dimple on the jade carving's face that looked exactly like hers, and couldn't help but smile, "It's really cute."
"I was planning to give it to you on your birthday that year."
However, carving is not an easy thing to get started with, and he has to maintain a normal pace of life on weekdays. Only in the dead of night can he pursue his memories and recreate the scene of that day bit by bit.
However, as people get older, they tend to deny their past selves.
So he kept polishing the parts he thought were imperfect, and it has been delayed until now.
certainly.
It is also hard to say that he himself did not deliberately participate in it.
"Now, Jiang Jiang, tell me."
"You have the answer."
Jiang Jiang blinked and motioned him to stretch out his hand.
Although Ye Yu was puzzled, he did as he was told.
Then she smiled and gently placed her hand on his palm, saying playfully, "My answer is—"
He almost held his breath.
"I accept your full loyalty, my knight boyfriend?"
She seemed to be in the mood to play role-playing. Looking at Jiang Jiang so lively in front of her, what reason did Ye Yu have not to join in?
"It's my pleasure."
"I am the king."
He lowered his head, knelt on one knee, and performed the most standard medieval knight's hand-kissing salute.
Such a serious attitude made Jiang Jiang feel a little embarrassed.
I feel like I just had a chuunibyou attack.
The wet and cool touch reminded her of how ridiculous the situation between them had just been, so she quickly withdrew her hand and fake-coughed twice.
"Boyfriend, you're at a loss."
"Um?"
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