Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The car door opened and the vase was placed on the seat cushion.

Yun Si also got out of the car and wanted to help.

"No...it doesn't matter, I can do it myself."

He rejected her, carefully took out the flowers from his schoolbag and put them in the vase.

Yun Si also saw that a little water was thoughtfully placed in the vase.

I am afraid that the roses will wither too quickly.

He was very skilled in his movements and had obviously done these things often.

Yun Si stood aside and looked at him, "I'm not in a hurry, you can slow down."

She saw that his forehead was hot and sweaty.

The boy paused for a moment and hummed.

Without looking at her, he was still playing with the flowers.

After finishing it, he placed the vase upright on the back seat, closed the car door, and stood up straight.

He is very tall, but he is also visibly thin, so thin that it feels like there are not even a few pieces of flesh on his body.

In the sunlight, his round, light gray eyes stared at her and pursed his lips.

He quickly looked away and whispered: "On weekdays, just change the water every four days. It will look good at home."

For some reason, he kept an awkward distance from her.

Yun Si took a step closer, and he immediately took three steps back.

Treat her like a scourge.

It's not as close as it was in the car just now.

"..." Yun Si looked at him.

After a while, she nodded, "Okay, I understand."

"Then...goodbye."

He lowered his head and clasped his hands, not looking at her.

The fair and delicate eyebrows were lowered, and it was obvious that he wanted to keep a distance from her.

I didn't mean to say anything more.

Very polite and distant.

Yun Si didn't move, looked at him, and asked, "What's your name? We... can make friends."

The young man unexpectedly shook his head and refused.

"No."

It's better that they don't know each other.

"..." Yun Si remained motionless, and even took a step forward.

He immediately backed away.

This time, he left directly.

He ran into the building without looking back.

The refreshing scent of soap from him still seemed to linger in the air.

This seemed to be the first time that he wanted to keep a distance from her and rejected her.

Yun Si stood there, watching his back disappear into the corridor.

She tapped her fingertips and said nothing.

Thoughtful.

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Jiang Wen went upstairs but did not go home.

Instead, he stood in the corridor, clenching his fists slightly and not moving.

Like a wooden man.

There was a window in the corridor, and he stood in front of the window, looking downstairs through the window.

Cheng Liang's brand-new luxury car was parked downstairs, and the ground was covered with sewage.

He stood by the window and looked at the people next to the car quietly.

She stood there not long before getting into the car.

The car started, started, and left this place.

Jiang Wen was very quiet, lowering his eyes, his delicate eyebrows a little pale.

The clenched fist was released silently.

He probably laughed, with self-deprecation, and he didn't know what he was laughing at.

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After standing there for a long time, he slowly and heavily walked upstairs.

The sixth floor, the highest floor.

The dilapidated building has become crooked. Looking from the outside, it feels like it is crumbling.

It's even worse inside. As you climb the steps to the sixth floor, you can feel the faint shaking.

Opening the door, Jiang Wen walked in.

Inside, the air was very hot and stuffy, so stuffy that people felt like they couldn't breathe.

At this moment, the temperature outside is thirty degrees, and the temperature inside the house is even higher. There are no windows and no ventilation.

It was hot and dark, like a cage.