"Is it because my hands have saved so many people that you think they won't kill people?"
Jiang Yan exerted force with his hands, and Chen Xuanyue's feet had already left the ground. She could only struggle hesitantly.
Chen Xuanyue was really scared. She really didn't expect that Jiang Yan, who usually looked humble and kind but had a cold temper, would strangle her to death because of a few words from her.
Suddenly, Jiang Yan loosened his grip and stared blankly at his palm. No, he couldn't kill anyone. If he did, his wish would be useless, and he would never get the resurrection scroll again. She would never come back...
He has to be a good guy...
He ignored the girl on the ground, walked past her and opened the car door.
But the drizzle outside the car window wet the window in front of him, and the only thing he could see was the doll that Yunchu had given him.
New life, what is new life.
Without her, there will be no new life.
My life is just like this, muddled as hell, doing a job I don’t like, facing a group of people I don’t like.
Finally, the car stopped in front of the Jiang family villa.
He hesitated for a long time before opening the car door and getting out.
As soon as he arrived in the living room, a pair of eyes were staring at him in the dark. Jiang Yan felt something was strange, but at this time, the Jiang family should have been asleep.
He raised his head and didn't notice the teddy bear under his feet.
The long legs stepped on it without hesitation, and the place that Song Yun had just mended broke open again, revealing the cotton inside.
He came to his senses and was silent for a long time before picking up the doll on the ground.
Shouldn't this teddy bear be in her room? Why is it here?
He quietly pushed open Yunchu's door and looked at the layout that had not changed in ten years. He felt his nose a little sour. He put the teddy bear back to its original place and turned on the light.
There is a music box on her desk.
Under the music box, there is a glass jar filled with paper cranes.
Song Yun said that she folded this when she was a child and has kept it in good condition until now.
He took away the music box and wanted to see if the paper cranes inside were filled with words written by her secretly.
But somehow my hand touched the switch of the music box, and the music box lit up and then went out.
Jiang Yan thought that the battery must be out of power.
He simply put the music box aside and tried to turn the glass jar, but before he could exert any strength, the music box started to turn by itself and a very familiar sound came from it.
“I love you!”
She said, "I love you."
Jiang Yan's movement of twisting the jar suddenly froze, and his gaze slowly moved towards the music box, but the light on it went out again.
It was as if the voice he had just heard was just an auditory hallucination.
Jiang Yan was alone in the empty room, fiddling with the music box, but the music box seemed to be broken and no sound came out.
Jiang Yan didn't know how he fell asleep. When he woke up, he saw more than a dozen missed calls on his phone.
While he was wondering, the phone rang again.
"Hello, is this Mr. Jiang? Xiaobai somehow got into the apartment next door yesterday and damaged a painting of your neighbor. She said the painting was worth millions. If you have time, could you come over and take care of it?"
The other person's voice was anxious and he was breathing heavily.
Jiang Yan's eyes darkened a little. How come he didn't know that there was someone living in the apartment next to him?
*
When we arrived at the apartment building, the gloomy sky suddenly cleared up.
He walked straight to the elevator. The moment he got on, the familiar yet unfamiliar smell of herbs reached his nose. He rubbed his temples tiredly.
I just think that I have been under too much pressure recently and I always feel that I can see her.
Yunchu came down from another elevator holding the dog leash. The moment the elevator door closed, he seemed to notice something. He looked back, but only saw the closed door of the elevator.
She shook her head, squatted down and touched Xiaobai's head. Xiaobai was covered in paint and looked very miserable.
"You are such a naughty child! When your father comes and finds out you've caused such a big trouble, he will definitely give you a good beating!"
She tapped Xiaobai's forehead gently again. She decided to take it to the pet shop to get it cleaned before the Samoyed's owner arrived.
As for the damaged painting, it was not worth much to her.
Saying it's worth millions is just a way to scare the dog's owner. If you have a furry child, you should treat it well! Who lets a Samoyed run free?
Jiang Yan came to the apartment and knocked on the door next door, but it was Sister Liu who opened the door.
He hired her to walk his dog.
"Mr. Jiang is here? Oh, what a coincidence! Miss Jiang just came downstairs."
Jiang Yan nodded, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, as if he didn't expect the other party's surname was also Jiang, but he quickly returned to normal.
He began to look around the apartment, which was covered with framed paintings, until he saw the signature on the painting -
Jiang Yunchu.
Jiang Yunchu? !
He suddenly stood up, grabbed Sister Liu's shoulders, and said excitedly: "Sister Liu, where is she now?"
Sister Liu pointed outside the door and said, "Miss Jiang just took Xiaobai downstairs. She said Xiaobai was covered in paint and wanted to take Xiaobai to take a bath!"
Sister Liu smiled and said slowly, "Miss Jiang doesn't seem to have any intention of asking for compensation. She's a good girl and pretty. She and Mr. Jiang seem to be a good match!"
Sister Liu said that she felt Xiaobai had found a mother for himself.
When Yunchu took Xiaobai to the community park, Xiaobai lay there motionless, and no matter how Yunchu coaxed it, it refused to get up.
When Jiang Yan came down, he saw the girl squatting on the ground, coaxing the Samoyed that was acting like a spoiled child in a gentle voice.
There were a few fallen leaves stuck in her black hair, just like dead leaf butterflies falling into the ends of her hair.
That was the face he thought about day and night but could never touch.
Jiang Yan suddenly had difficulty breathing.
He just stood there, not knowing whether he should get closer. He was afraid that if he got closer, it would be like the candle in his dream that could not be blown out, disappearing and never coming back.
But his eyes were glued to her, unwilling to let go for even a moment.
Xiaobai seemed to have seen something and suddenly broke free from the rope and pounced on Jiang Yan.
Yunchu raised his head and saw the person in his memory.
He had long shed his youthfulness and now exuded the hormonal aura of a mature man.
She suddenly smiled, and two dimples appeared on her cheeks, just like what Jiang Yan recalled last night. The breeze gently blew her skirt, and the girl's gentle voice rang out in the air:
"Long time no see, Ayan."
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