After wearing the spare tire, I was with Bai Yueguang

Then do you believe me?

What do you believe?

Yan Guiqiu couldn't explain the reason for throwing out a sentence without beginning or end.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Xuehe smiled, very gently, and said, "I believe it."

Like teasing a child.

Yan Guiqiu wanted to argue one or two things, but at this moment, his spirit had completely dissipated, and he was worried that talking too much would be embarrassing, so he had to swallow the rest of the words.

What was Jiang Xuehe thinking?

Yan Guiqiu often thinks about this problem, and the result of every thought is without exception. She doesn't want Jiang Xuehe to be embarrassed, and she is not willing to give up lightly.

So before Jiang Xuehe was willing to let go, he could only go to her to show his presence, treat her better, and be better.

"I'll take you back." Jiang Xuehe said.

She came here by car, so it was more convenient to go back and forth.

Jiang Xuehe has been so familiar with the road downstairs to Yanguiqiu's house that he doesn't even need navigation.

Jiang Xuehe parked the car downstairs and called Yan Guiqiu to stop before she got out of the car.

"Today..." Jiang Xuehe struggled briefly, but in the end he remained so gentle and tolerant, "I know what you want to say, but I also want to tell you—think about it again."

Yan Guiqiu felt a bit chilled—is this a rejection?

Jiang Xuehe saw through her thoughts, shook his head, and said softly: "It's not because of you. It's not because I think your attitude is frivolous, or because I feel impatient with you. The reason is me."

Yan Guiqiu turned to look at her.

When watching from a close distance, the gentleness on Jiang Xuehe's face is even more contagious - when she deliberately softens her tone, it is difficult for anyone to refuse her anything.

Yan Guiqiu thought belatedly, when she was with her, Jiang Xuehe actually seldom showed that kind of demeanor, and laughed more often, but it seemed that he would be more easy-going, and his deliberately soft tone was more like It's like coaxing people.

"I'm not such a good person as the rumors say, and maybe I'm not as good as you imagined." Jiang Xuehe said, "I'm afraid that if you make a decision too hastily, if you really understand what kind of person I am, you will Feel sorry."

As she watched Yan Guiqiu, people could easily feel her sincerity.

Yan Guiqiu wants to say, I know.

But there is no basis for the words to be spoken.

The plot is the most important evidence, but it cannot be said, and most of the plots are things that have not happened yet, so how can they be said?

So the rest is the actual getting along in less than a month.

Yan Guiqiu finally asked back: "Did you find it annoying or obstructive to get along with me during this time?"

"Of course not." Jiang Xuehe replied frankly: "I feel very happy."

And it's rare that I can't help but laugh happily when I think about it.

Yan Guiqiu asked: "Then when you smiled at me, did you pretend?"

Jiang Xuehe was slightly taken aback, then shook his head: "Of course not."

Yan Guiqiu said, "That's enough."

Jiang Xuehe didn't have time to say anything else, Yan Guiqiu had already opened the car door and got out of the car, his movements were so neat that it seemed that he didn't want to leave her any room for deep thinking.

After getting out of the car, she stopped beside the car, bent slightly, glanced at Jiang Xuehe through the car window, smiled at her, and waved her hands.

"See you tomorrow."

"Okay." Jiang Xuehe nodded, swallowed the rest of the words, and said, "See you tomorrow."

Jiang Xuehe watched Yan Guiqiu go upstairs.

Usually, when Yan Guiqiu walked into the corridor, she would stop for a while and then leave, but today she waited until the lights on the floor of Yan Guiqiu's house turned on.

The road tonight is extremely deserted, the lights on the side of the road have just been turned on, and the shadows of trees are swaying slightly in front of the car.

Jiang Xuehe looked up at the building in front of him, with the dim light in his eyes, finally sighed faintly, restarted the car, and slowly drove on the road outside.

What should I do?

Jiang Xuehe suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

It was only when she realized what Yan Guiqiu wanted to say that she responded impulsively.

Not a rejection.

Instead, think more and more seriously about the future.

Jiang Xuehe's liking for Yan Guiqiu should have been earlier, longer, and even deeper than Yan Guiqiu's liking for Jiang Xuehe. She never dared to deny that there were many elements of admiration mixed in the so-called admiration.

But at that time, after all, it was only cognition through text and images, because the admiration for ability will naturally produce a hazy filter.

She came to Yunhua City for Yan Guiqiu, and she did not refuse the other party's contact, which was not only giving the other party a chance, but also giving herself a chance.

The reason why she didn't agree hastily was also because she was worried that after the filter was broken, she would get tired of the reality under the surface.

Yan Guiqiu has told her that he likes her many times, and she was able to respond with ease at the beginning, but at this moment, she became a little flustered——

Yan Guiqiu is a selfless person, but Jiang Xuehe is not.

Jiang Xuehe has her own selfishness hidden under the appearance of gentleness and generosity, and also has the natural inferiority of human beings. She has ambitions and ugly desires.

No matter how well she hides, when she is placed in front of Yan Guiqiu, the more she sees her selflessness, the more she feels that her desire is unbearable.

A Luan said that Yan Guiqiu would be better for Jiang Xuehe.

Jiang Xuehe believed it.

It is precisely because of such "goodness" that it makes her feel worried.

She was afraid that she would never let go again.

She was afraid that Yan Guiqiu would hate her in the future.

Originally, even though Yan Guiqiu was more enthusiastic and active, the initiative was firmly in Jiang Xuehe's hands. In a moment of distraction, Jiang Xuehe pushed the initiative to the opposite side again.

But she didn't feel annoyed or unwilling in the slightest.

When the car was parked downstairs, she sat alone for a long time, with her head resting on her arms, and she closed her eyes before she dared to face her true heart——

This time it really fell.

Jiang Xuehe smiled wryly, feeling that he had lost his strength, opened the door to get out of the car, and walked home alone.

The room was dark when the door was opened, and a little light came in from the curtains on the balcony, which was darker than usual.

It was a scene that I was used to seeing, but now it was so empty that it made people feel a little uncomfortable.

It would be nice to have one more person.

When Jiang Xuehe fell on the bed, he closed his eyes but couldn't sleep, his mind was full of the shadow of Yan Guiqiu.

At this moment, she suddenly regretted what she said to Yan Guiqiu.

Because she found that compared to being hated by Yan Guiqiu in the future, she was more afraid that the other party would be shaken by a few words, and then turned and left without looking back.

There was a "ding dong" sound from the bedside table, and Jiang Xuehe woke up with a start. After a while, he realized that it was the notification sound of his mobile phone. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it to take a look. It was a message from Yan Guiqiu.

"I won't regret it."

Jiang Xuehe stared at the message in a daze.

Soon the next one popped up: "Good night."

Jiang Xuehe thought of Yan Guiqiu's last sentence "see you tomorrow", and the movement in his heart completely calmed down, and he also slowly tapped the keyboard, and replied "good night".

The light from the mobile phone screen hit her face, reflecting a slight smile.

In the second week, Jiang Xuehe said that he had to go out for something.

Song Anchen almost came to Yunhua City with her, and it happened to be a holiday recently, so he came to play with Yan Guiqiu, and he was going to have a chat by the way.

But after she came, she didn't know that Jiang Xuehe was not here recently.

Yan Guiqiu was sitting on the sofa flipping through a book while looking at Song Anchen's expression out of the corner of his eye, unable to tell whether it was happiness or dissatisfaction for a moment.

Song Anchen asked one more question: "What did she do?"

Seemingly dissatisfied, Yan Guiqiu withdrew his gaze and said, "I heard that I went to pick up friends, but I didn't ask anything else."

Song Anchen let out a prolonged "Oh".

Yan Guiqiu glanced at her again: "Why do you have such a big opinion on her recently?"

It only started around the time of A Luan's visit.

Obviously, when they first met at the reception banquet, Song Anchen was quite active in trying to help her out.

Song Anchen looked conflicted, as if he didn't know what to say or not, while peeking at Yan Guiqiu's reaction from time to time, as if he was afraid that she would be hurt.

Yan Guiqiu sighed, put away his book and sat up straight, and said, "Say it straight, I can bear it."

Only then did Song Anchen say: "Do you know that Jiang Xuehe asked someone to investigate you?"

Yan Guiqiu said "Oh", and didn't seem to take it too seriously: "Isn't it more reassuring to know that I am innocent?"

Song Anchen frowned slightly: "That's not just a matter of investigating the innocence of the family!"

That is simply turning a person upside down, inside out, inside out, and only the eighteen generations of ancestors have figured it out.

"I'm not sure when it was first, but at least three years ago-do you remember that I attended a class reunion last month? Several junior high school classmates were asked about you during that time, They thought you did something wrong."

Song Anchen and Yan Guiqiu were no longer in the same school when they were in junior high school, but Yan Guiqiu changed cities, and Song Anchen went straight from a nearby elementary school to junior high school. Most of the classmates knew each other, and many people remembered Yan Guiqiu.

The class reunion was not long after Yan Guiqiu and Jiang Xuehe met. The classmates who were close to each other met by chance, and they organized an impromptu dinner.

Song Anchen also felt a little strange at that time, but he didn't think about Jiang Xuehe. After returning home, he remembered and asked Yan Guiqiu's junior high school classmates.

As expected, Yan Guiqiu's classmates were also asked about her, and they also focused on the situation when she was frequently absent from class.

Even if it was an investigation of the family background, how could anyone repeatedly ask such trivial matters?

Only then did Song Anchen fully realize that something was wrong.

The police interrogation of prisoners is not so meticulous. Although the investigation is behind their backs and they have not done anything with these things, this kind of investigation itself is enough to make people uncomfortable.

This is the part she found out, and there may be more that she didn't find out in private.

When Yan Guiqiu heard this, his expression changed a bit, but he didn't see much annoyance: "It's quite powerful."

Song Anchen didn't know what Yan Guiqiu was doing from junior high school to high school, but only vaguely knew that he was busy with family affairs, and treated him as disgusting as if he was doing household registration checks.

Yan Guiqiu was a little surprised - after checking her junior high school affairs, it became clear that she was going to Xinglan.

Not to mention whether anyone is interested in those things now, it is indeed a bit skillful to think of her without knowing it.

Song Anchen glared at her and reminded her: "That person is investigating you! Do you still have the desire to praise others?"

"Ask for information. It's not a crime. It's a lot of perseverance to ask one by one. Well...it's really not good."

Yan Guiqiu sat down again under Song Anchen's gaze, and said following her words: "Then how do you know that you have something to do with Sister Xuehe?"

Song Anchen said: "Someone just happened to take a photo. I took a look and it was Jiang Xuyu."

"Jiang Xuyu?" Yan Guiqiu thought the name sounded familiar.

"Jiang Xuehe's cousin is not that close by blood, but they have a good relationship and have been classmates. He has always supported Jiang Xuehe's leadership. After Jiang Xuehe went abroad, he also quit the company, saying that he didn't want to help Jiang Xueyang. When Jiang Xuehe came back , and he went to pick him up himself.”

Yan Guiqiu realized that this person was also one of Jiang Xuehe's most capable assistants in the fight for power in the future, and his relationship was almost exactly what Song Anchen said.

But Jiang Xuyu and the Yan family have no intersection at all. Over the years, he has found a place to work on new technology companies, and there is no suitable field. Moreover, it is said that he himself seems to be gay, so naturally he will not go there for such nonsense as love. Investigate the wild goose returning to autumn.

Thinking about his relationship with Jiang Xuehe, and Jiang Xuehe's inexplicable closeness and indulgence to Yan Guiqiu after returning to China, it's hard not to let people think about it.

Yan Guiqiu's focus was elsewhere: "Is he so free?" He even went to inquire about her personally.

Song Anchen said: "During that time, he seemed to be very free, and he didn't ask everyone in person... Wait, is this the time to talk about this kind of question?!"

Yan Guiqiu: "Then what's the problem?"

Song Anchen: "She's investigating you! Maybe she got close to you with ulterior motives, aren't you worried?"

Yan Guiqiu: "And then?"

Song Anchen: "What then?"

Yan Guiqiu: "Since there are other schemes, there must be something for me. Is there anything good about me?"

Song Anchen: "...your family background?"

Yan Guiqiu: "The Jiang family is not bad, and I have basically left the house without leaving the house."

Song Anchen: "But maybe she doesn't know?"

Yan Guiqiu: "She knows, she also said that even if I have nothing, she can support me in the future."

Song Anchen: "..."

Not for money or profit, why else?

Song Anchen thought for a long time, then guessed tremblingly: "Picture, picture... color?"

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