Bai Yueguang always thinks she is a substitute

It was a cloudy day, with layers of clouds covering the sky, but at nine o'clock in the morning there was a stormy darkness.

Yan Yao sat on the sofa silently.

Of course he found out that Ji Zhuyi kept his mouth shut about their past yesterday.

But the instigator of the breakup, Ji Zhuyi, why did he treat that memory as a pain and not talk about it?

Thinking of the deep affection in Ji Zhuyi's eyes, Yan Yao carefully thought of an overly beautiful thought: Is there a misunderstanding?

Yan Yao tried hard to recall what happened four years ago.

In April, Ji Zhuyi's mother found him, and asked him to leave Ji Zhuyi in the coffee shop, and offered to give financial compensation, but Yan Yao refused.

At the end of April, Zheng Xi's illness was exposed and was brought back to Beijing by Yan Yao.Zheng Xi suffered from chronic lymphocytic leukemia, and patients who cooperate with treatment can have a survival period of ten years.So Yan Yao began to take various orders to earn money, take up part-time jobs, and tried every means to make money.

In mid-May, when Ji Zhuyi wanted to give him money, he felt indescribably ashamed and angry, lost his temper, and then realized that he was making trouble for no reason, so he stopped and planned to apologize.

When he returned home at night, the building was already empty, but Yan Yao didn't have time to worry about the spring and autumn, so he continued to try his best to make money.

In June, Yan Yao was invited to film a movie, but upon hearing the news, he came to Huayitang to stop him.

During the last half month of his senior year, Yan Yao took classes in an entertainment company and got his graduation certificate at the same time.

In July, Zheng Ming was admitted to University B, and after arriving in City B, he became the last person to know that his brother was terminally ill.

Zheng Xi didn't survive the winter of the second year, and a fever killed him.

From then on, Yan Yao became a real loner.

What went wrong...

Yan Yao suddenly shuddered.

Zheng Xi.

Ji Zhuyi has met Zheng Xi, but he still doesn't know the relationship between Zheng Xi and himself.

Yan Yao braced his sore temples and climbed ashore from the muddy memories, but no matter what, he couldn't regain the courage to dive down again.

Suddenly, the humming sound reminded me that it was the windows that closed automatically when rain was detected.

The lights were also turned on, and the warm light embraced Yan Yao, as if it also illuminated his soul.

Yan Yao made a decision: Ah Yi, come and pull me ashore.

Yan Yao set up an appointment cycle transfer on the secondary card Ji Zhuyi gave, sending 1 yuan a month to Zheng Wei.

Ji Zhuyi tried his best to play a model financial backer who only talks about money but not feelings and does not interfere in private affairs, but it seems to be a bit of a failure.

He looked at the transfer message to the secondary card and fell into doubt.

Finally, I couldn't hold back, and asked my assistant to investigate this person named Zheng Ming.

The assistant came back soon, because this account was the campus card of University B, and the identity information of this person was found on the campus forum of University B.

Ji Zhuyi opened the organized file.

Zheng Wei, male, 22 years old, a fourth-year student at the School of Economics of University B, and the vice-chairman of the student union.

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Ji Zhuyi made two or three mistakes before finally clicking on the photo.

A face somewhat similar to his own.

But more like the man on the hospital bed.

The blood in Ji Zhuyi's body suddenly boiled and then turned to freezing.

He shredded and deleted the file, took a sip of water to regain his voice.

He thought for a while, keeping Yan Yao by his side like this, is Yan Yao happy?If he wants to find this more similar double, let him go.

Ji Zhuyi dialed the phone, and the voice was Gujing Wubo:

"Yan Yao, I'll pick you up tonight."

When Yan Yao came out from the TV station after recording the program, he saw Ji Zhuyi.

Mr. Ji didn't drive. He was walking on the road that had just rained. His shoes were stained with mud, and his shoulders were still a little wet.

Yan Yao went over to hold his hand.

The TV station faces the river, the dike of the river is full of feasting lights, and the embankment of the river is breezy and quiet at night.

Ji Zhuyi was resentful, complaining about how he could come and go so freely, he also had a determination, and spent three years and one year persuading himself to let him go.

But Ji Zhuyi looked into Yan Yao's eyes, the transparent eyeballs were sandwiched between the long and narrow eyes, which reflected the scenery of the city.

Their first encounter, farewell, and reunion.

Still can't let go.

In the end, Ji Zhuyi just led him all the way, as if nothing happened, just a couple of lovers came for a walk.

Yan Yao was a little nervous, he even felt eager to break the jar.

But suddenly saw a little reflection in the bushes.

Yan Yao temporarily drew up Plan B.

He stopped on the spot, dragged Ji Zhuyi staggeringly, then raised his head and kissed him.