Song Jinnian's brows and eyes were full of exhaustion. He was a little powerless to his mother's question and couldn't summon up the energy to explain.

"Mom, I want to be alone." Song Jinnian's tone was weak when he spoke.

After finishing speaking, Song Jinnian dragged his feet and sat down at the foot of the bed, ignoring Xu Meisi who was waiting for him to explain the situation.

Seeing this, Xu Meisi swallowed back the question she wanted to ask. After all, it was a piece of flesh that fell from her body. How could she not understand the son she gave birth to? She had never seen Song Jinnian showing such annoyed appearance. .

Xu Meisi glanced at the mess on the ground, turned around and went out of the room to get cleaning tools to tidy up.

Song Jinnian was the only one left in the room.

Right in front of his eyes were those fragments.

Song Jinnian stared at those things in a daze, his mind was in a mess, as if there were many things spinning around, and it seemed to be blank at the same time.

He put all the gifts that were given to him in the cupboard, and he never deliberately took them out to look through them after they were put in, but he could still recognize these things even though they had become a pile of rubbish.

The one closest to me was given by Jian Jian when he was just entering junior high school, the one next to him was given by Jian Jian for his 15th birthday, and the one over there was given by Jian Jian to celebrate his winning a competition...

As far as Song Jinnian could see, he remembered all the origins of those gifts, and also remembered Jian Jian's dependence on him and his feelings that he realized later.

In that pile of rubbish, Song Jinnian saw a small rolled up note, the only one that survived the mess and was intact.Song Jinnian picked up the small note, the note is very small, it is not easy to be found, at least, he has never found it until now when he received the gift.

Opening the note, the handwriting on it is still immature, but it can be seen that it is a simple handwriting.

'I don't know if I will be discovered, brother Jinnian, I like you and want to be your bride's favorite. '

Song Jinnian froze when he looked at the words on the note.His hands were clenched into fists, but he didn't dare to use force, for fear that if he was not careful, the little note would be damaged.If Zhou Yun hadn't made a fuss today, he might never have found this note, nor the content on it, in his entire life.

He never thought that Jian Jian had such feelings for him.But now, he would rather he never knew.

Song Jinnian covered his face with his hands, as if he could isolate those memories, the smiling faces recalling simple expectations and dependence, and those things that he didn't care about and ignored.

Warm tears flowed out, wet the fingers, and smudged the words on the note. The word 'like' was enlarged compared to other words.

He didn't know how things became like this, overnight, all the things he believed in collapsed, overturning his cognition.

Past and present are like two extremes.How good he and Jianan used to be, how bad they are now.

How did things get into this way by him, and what he has done these years.

Song Jinnian was filled with frustration.

If he had always regarded Jian Jian as his younger sister, or if he only had Zhou Yun in his heart, he would not be so painful and entangled now.The frightening thing is that after having Zhou Yun, he actually has other thoughts about Jian Jian, who has always been his younger sister.

When he saw the content on the note, he was actually happy.

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