Wang Wangzhi, Minister Xiaojing, please stand at attention

Time flies, and nothing special can be taken away in a month, but what Irie Mijin loses is eternity. The weather has already entered autumn, and leaves are falling outside the window of the ward, and the sun is not like summer. The strong, soft sprinkled on their faces, such golden sunlight penetrated into the room through the glass on the window, but the ward was still pale.

"Small scarf, this is dessert, eat some." Irijiang Yichen looked into her eyes, since Qing Shuiqing accidentally revealed the truth yesterday, Irijiang Mijin didn't say a word, just accepted them quietly The amber eyes seem to have lost something, is that the glory of the past?

She opened her mouth gently, and Jiang Yichen handed the strawberry cake in, she chewed and swallowed it, "Is it delicious? A little scarf."

Irie Mijin lowered his eyes, did not answer, and remained silent.

Entering Jiang Yichen raised the corners of his mouth knowingly, his smile was beautiful but slightly desolate.

They never heard Irie Mijin's voice again.

She raised her head slightly and stared blankly at the incomplete sky seen from the window of the ward, such white clouds, such blue sky, but when did it also darken?

Maybe it's because the white clouds are blown away by the wind and are no longer complete, why does Lan Tian disdain a small white cloud?

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It was already late at night, the night was as cool as water, and as dark as ink.

Irie Mijin looked at Irie Yichen on the bed next to her, and changed her ward to a room with two beds, so that Irie Yichen, Kurokawa Yu, and Setohama could take care of her at night. She looked at her Brother's slightly haggard face: since her accident, his company doesn't seem to be busy at all.

And the girl with dark purple hair seemed to have no lessons every day.Come to play with her every day, even though she never accosts, Qing Shuiqing still tells a lot of funny things.

It seems that because of Qingshui Tianlai's voice, the ward during the day does not seem so lonely anymore.

Atobe Jingwu and Atobe Jingse.

She suddenly remembered the name in the early hours of the morning, when her glasses accidentally saw roses in the ward. It was not the season for roses to bloom, and the roses had withered but had not been replaced because there were no new roses: even if she didn’t speak, but Anyone could tell from the obvious behavior and expression that she didn't like other flowers.

"Ah, the not-so-gorgeous rose actually just woke up now, huh?"

Suddenly remembered what Keigo Atobe said after she woke up, they didn't seem to have talked since then, and Keigo Atobe and Keisuke Atobe didn't come back a week after Irie Mijin woke up Well, Keigo Atobe must be very busy. As the quasi-heir of the Atobe chaebol, Jingse Atobe must not be free. He still has a lot of training and things to do in the underworld.

Atobe Keigo still didn't tell Irie Mijin the aliases of those roses, such as assassin, or wandering flower.

"Small scarf..." Irie Yichen on the hospital bed next to him called softly, sat up and rubbed his eyes, and looked at Irie Mijin who was sitting on the hospital bed and looking out of the window and at the withered roses: There is obviously a hospital bed behind The backrest was shaken, but she was still doing it stubbornly, hugging the pillow that had been with her for a long time - she had written various sentences on it, but because there were too many words, she didn't know which sentence was which , people can't understand.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Entering Jiang Yichen stood up and walked to her hospital bed, told her to lie down and covered her with a quilt, and while she was lying on the hospital bed, she glanced at the withered roses in the vase from the corner of her eye.

Xiaojing Xiaose, it's been a long time since you said it?