Wei Qingyu broke through the lights in the corridor, half of her body broke into Ji Xiao's domain.

After that impulsive confession, she choked up a little, and then calmed down her impulse, and then, as if mustering up her courage, she continued: "The day I came back from the water park, I said that I would tell me after your birthday .Including, I like you."

"I like it very much."

I like it so much that I can no longer afford to lose it again.

I like it enough to be willing to be the first to take this step.

Wei Qingyu looked at Ji Xiao's dim eyes, and her voice was full of stubbornness: "I don't care how they arrange me, I just want to be by the side of the person I like when she needs her most."

"Stay by your side."

Wei Qingyu paused, and looked at Ji Xiao sincerely: "What about you, didn't you also say that it was your birthday, do you have anything to tell me?"

The girl's voice was softly laced with tenderness, as if full of longing for the future of the two of them.

But Ji Xiao still became the one who brought down the bright future.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she spoke with difficulty: "...Wei Qingyu, you can't like me."

Standing on the sidelines of fate, Ji Xiao saw everyone's ending, and today he also understood the consequences of forcibly changing the plot.

She didn't know what the plot's punishment would be for the heroine to change the direction of the story, but she didn't dare to take the risk.

Death stood beside her holding his sickle, and the sharp blade shone coldly in the moonlight.

Every time it reminds her of the month of torture that Qi Qi suffered before her death.

Those simple three sentences and eleven characters cut through Wei Qingyu's eardrum like a knife.

She couldn't believe her ears, her eyes were full of astonishment.

"Ji Xiao..."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Ji Xiao said, and the doorknob in his hand tightened a little more.

She always lowered her gaze to Wei Qingyu, not daring to look at her, fearing that she would soften her heart.

Wei Qingyu felt that something in her heart was forcibly gouged out, the pain made her hands tremble.

These tacit ambiguities are not fake, and the high degree of compatibility between her and Ji Xiao's pheromones is also real.

All the evidence points to her liking herself, so how come she doesn't like her now?

Wei Qingyu clutched the door tightly, her eyes flushed slightly: "Ji Xiao, can you guarantee that this is what you were going to tell me that night?"

Although Ji Xiao lowered her head, she could still feel the unrest from Wei Qingyu, who was always calm.

The light made her shadow very small, Ji Xiao succumbed to fate, and nodded against her will: "Yes."

But Wei Qingyu still refused to believe it.

She stared closely at Ji Xiao's side face, all the lies written on that gloomy girl's face.

She didn't even dare to look at herself, so why should she believe the answer she threw at herself.

Wei Qingyu asked again: "Then look into my eyes and tell me again."

The air fell into silence, as if there was only the restless panting of the two people pushing and pulling each other.

Every time Ji Xiao took a step back, Wei Qingyu would take another step closer.

She looked around in a daze, only to find that she had been forced by Wei Qingyu to push her back.

The light made Ji Xiao's shadow very small, and she seemed to have gone through a lot of hard work to raise her head.

Wei Qingyu's red pupils met her sight directly.

The word "yes" was firmly stuck in Ji Xiao's throat with a barb, and every breath rolled was painful.

After struggling for a long time, Ji Xiao still couldn't look into Wei Qingyu's eyes and tell her the answer.

It was also at this time that she discovered that she really liked her very much.

I like it so much that just a sad and fragile look in her eyes can instantly make her whole city collapse.

"It's getting late, go back to sleep." Ji Xiao evaded and said, trying to close the door slightly with his hand.

Wei Qingyu didn't allow it.

She put her arms firmly on the door, and asked persistently: "Ji Xiao! Don't run away, answer me!"

Dark clouds floated heavily on the black sky, covering the moonlight and stars together.

Obviously the two people standing at the door are Oga and Alpha, but the situation is still deadlocked.

Ji Xiao clutched the doorknob tightly, ferocious veins bulged on her skin, but she never exerted any force.

There is no way for her to use any violence against Wei Qingyu as written in the original text.

On the contrary, because of her reluctant appearance when she was in a stalemate with him, she would feel a lot of intolerance.

Finally, Ji Xiao announced his abandonment.

She let go, and shouted downstairs as if she wanted to express all the resentment in her heart: "Aunt Wu!"

However, her voice seemed to hit a soft sponge, and there was no response in the quiet corridor.

Unwilling, Ji Xiao's voice became louder: "Aunt Wu!!!"

This time the sound fell, and hurried footsteps sounded in the stairwell.

The shadow first jumped into the sight of the two of them, and then Aunt Wu ran over: "Little...Miss, what...what's wrong?"

Hearing Aunt Wu's breathless panting, Ji Xiao lightly pointed to Wei Qingyu who was standing aside: "Take her back to her room."

She couldn't bear to be violent to her, so she could only ask others to take her back.

"Yes, miss." Aunt Wu was a little confused about the situation, but seeing the gloomy atmosphere between the two, she obediently took Wei Qingyu's arm, "Miss Wei, it's getting late, you can After a day of tossing, let's go back to the room and rest."

"Ji Xiao!" Wei Qingyu yelled, and the collapsed hole in his heart grew bigger and bigger.

Her eyes were red, and tears welled out of her eyes.

The round and crystal crossed her plain little face, leaving a trace of cruel light, which cut Ji Xiao's heart fiercely.

She pretended to be impatient and shifted her gaze elsewhere, forcing herself to speak indifferently in the deepest voice: "You are not tired, I am tired, I am asleep."

The light interweaving the corridor and the room was cut off instantly, leaving only a door with cartoon pigs on it, looking at Wei Qingyu with a smiling face.

Ji Xiao just leaned against the door and slid to the ground bit by bit.

Big tears rolled down from her eye sockets uncontrollably and melted on the corners of her lips.

Every drop is bitter.

On this night when she needed Wei Qingyu the most, Wei Qingyu told her that she liked her.

But also at this time, she chose to refuse.

The camphor tree outside the window was rustled by the night wind, and a hoarse and trembling sigh sounded in this quiet room.

Ji Xiao leaned her head on the door, no matter how much warm yellow light fell on her golden-orange pupils, they were still dim, like a pool of stagnant water.

Wei Qingyu, my luck has never been very good.

I made a bet with fate, but I lost the bet, so I can only give you back.

Qi Qi's funeral was held on a sunny day in August, and the sky was blue and cloudless as if specially designed to welcome her.

Those who came to mourn stood on the manicured green lawn, and red roses bloomed beside the black stone monument.

This wild rose-like girl sleeps forever in her favorite sea of ​​roses.

The black suppressed the wind, and everyone was immersed in this great sorrow.

Qi Qi's mother was supported by Qiao Ni's mother and stood in front of the tombstone, with a few strands of white strands protruding from her black hair, she said wordlessly haggard.

Qiao Ni looked at Qi Qi's black-and-white photo, tears streaming down her cheeks, and she couldn't stop it no matter what.

Ji Xiao stood at the back of the crowd with a gloomy expression.

At this time, a girl in black clothes not far away quickly stepped into her sight, and Ji Xiao's dull expression finally changed slightly.

Fang Yiming traveled all the way, and finally rushed over: "Sister Xiao, I'm late."

There was a cry in that voice, and the fact that she must have cried was written in the reddish eyes.

Ji Xiao shook her head, and her roommate Yiming hugged tightly.

The same sadness with more and less.

After the hug, Fang Yiming looked at Qi Qi's tombstone in front of him, gritted his teeth and said with a choked voice, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have returned to my hometown if I was killed. I should have stayed here."

The desperation pretending to be hopeful was well concealed, everyone thought this was just an ordinary summer vacation, and no one thought that death would befall Qi Qi just like that.

Ji Xiao looked at Qi Qi's photo expressionlessly.

Even in the black and white photos, this guy is still smiling flamboyantly.

Zhang Yang seemed to come out of the small woods on the side in a second, looked at everyone proudly, and said with a smile: "I've been fooled!"

"Yiming, why do you say that all the things you value are going to backfire in the end?" Ji Xiao asked, letting out a voice that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Hearing this, Fang Yiming looked at Ji Xiao and felt that she was covered with gloom.

That flamboyant and indulgent girl didn't know when she started to lose all her brilliance.

Fang Yiming stroked Ji Xiao's shoulder lightly, and comforted him: "Sister Xiao, don't do this either. I heard from Qingyu that you haven't slept well these days. How can you do this? Besides, there is no such thing as a word. Well, some people are alive, he is already dead, some people are dead, but he is still alive. Doesn’t a person have to experience three deaths to be truly dead? As long as we don’t forget Qi Qi, she will always live in our hearts of."

"But Yiming, don't you think this is too cruel?" Ji Xiao asked back.

"Dead is dead, I can never come back, so what if she lives in my heart, can she come out of the urn now, and shout "I lied to you" like a joke in the past?"

"She won't...she won't come back, Yiming."

Ji Xiao asked and raised her head to look at Fang Yiming, a teardrop couldn't help falling from her eye socket.

As the heavy wind blew, even Fang Yiming, who had always been cheerful, fell silent.

"What's the use of letting her live in my heart? Every time I think of her in the future, I can only look at this stone tablet. What's the use of this broken stone, no matter how much I say to it, Qi Qi, she will never respond to me again."

The mist filled Ji Xiao's eyes, and her voice choked up again.

"Yiming, not only can I not do anything, but I have also caused her to suffer so much. I should have known earlier, I should have known earlier, why do I have no self-knowledge at all..."

Fang Yiming listened to Ji Xiao's words, which seemed to be falling into self-denial, and hurriedly shook his head and said: "Sister Xiao, it's not your fault, none of us knew that such a thing would happen."

But the more others comforted her, the more Ji Xiao couldn't forgive herself.

I'm in my 20s, and I'm not a teenager, how can I be so blindly optimistic?

"You don't understand." Ji Xiao lowered his eyes and shook his head, "I can't do anything at all, I shouldn't take Qi Qi's life..."

It's just that before she could finish her sentence, Ji Xiao felt a colic in her heart, which made her bend her entire waist.

The world still operates according to his strict rules, and she is not allowed to reveal half of the plot.

The sun was shining, and a pool of turquoise lake water rippled along with it.

Wei Qingyu stood not far away and watched, her fingers tightened.

Sounds really spineless.

Even though Ji Xiao rejected her that night, she still followed.

She still wanted to comfort Ji Xiao.

"murmur."

Just when Wei Qingyu was about to walk over, a man's voice came from the grove beside her.

Chen Linji was wearing a pitch-black hat, standing erect under a huge evergreen tree.

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