So You Have Loved Me Too

Ji Chicheng immediately replied: "If you miss me, I can go back immediately. If you don't want to, I still have something to deal with, and I will go back after finishing the processing."

What does it mean if she wants, if she doesn't want...

Ji Anning frowned, he was clearly on purpose, deliberately let her choose, let her say she missed him.

She was upset when Ji Chicheng sent another message.

"I'm training your face to be subtle to the outside, but for me, you can be bold."

Vomit blood!

Ji Anning silently rolled his eyes at the message sent by Ji Chicheng, and then quickly edited the message back to him, "I don't really want to, you should come back after you have settled the matter, or you will go back again."

I don't really want to be duplicity, but what follows is sincere.

If he has to leave soon after he comes back, it is better to let him handle the matter all at once, so that he will be separated once less.

"OK, I see."

Ji Chicheng returned these words, and there was no more text.

Ji Anning waited for a while, put away his phone, looked at his father, and the game ended, and the old men and old ladies began to argue about which step was wrong in the previous game and how they should go.

Father was sitting in a wheelchair, unable to speak in between them, and looked very weak.

She hurriedly got up and walked behind her father, holding the wheelchair and pushing his hand, pushing his father away, she smiled and nodded to the others as she walked.

"That old Zhang is really stupid. He obviously made a wrong step. He still doesn't admit it."

Ji Anning pushed his father for a short walk, when his father suddenly said, accusing the person who had just played chess.

Looking at her angry father, Ji Anning felt amused, shook her head, and did not answer him.

The weather in City C has changed a lot these days, and I put on a thick sweater. Although it is noon and the sun is shining brightly, the temperature is very low and there is still a little wind, which makes it cold.

His father's body couldn't stand the cold, so Ji Anning pushed him to the area where they lived.

"Miss Anning."

Suddenly, someone in front of her called her. This...is what the Ji family called her. Ji Anning raised her head in surprise and looked forward.

A lanky middle-aged man walked towards her, she recognized at a glance, he was the father's driver.

‘I’ll send someone to pick you up in a few days...’

Ji Anning heard that when the old man left that day, he told him that he would send someone to pick her up, so this should be sent by his old man to pick her up.

Thinking about it, the middle-aged man had already arrived in front of her, and out of courtesy, smiled at him slightly, "Uncle Chen."

The middle-aged man also nodded slightly at her, "Miss Anning, the chairman asked me to pick you up."

Not surprisingly, Ji Anning nodded to the middle-aged man with a ‘oh’, then turned to look at his parents, and looked at the gray-haired mother, the skinny father in a wheelchair.

In her heart, there are thousands of reluctances.

But she still has to go to school and be with Ji Chicheng, so she has to go back to Ji's house.

The mother saw that Ji Anning was reluctant to give up, and comforted her: "Anning, you have been back for so long. Go back. You have to go to school, and you will come back again if you have the opportunity.

Although I don't know this opportunity, how long will I have to wait.

"Where is Jiajia going?"

The father on the side didn't know the situation. He just understood that Ji Anning was leaving. He looked up at her, a little nervous.

Stretching out a thin, old hand, grasping Ji Anning's wrist, for fear that she would run away.