So You Have Loved Me Too

After cleaning the glass **** and water on the stairs, Ji Anning returned to the room, kneading the sour cervical spine with one hand and turning on the light with the other.

Touching the switch and pressing it down, the small and cozy decorated room lights up.

The windows were still open, the wind came in, the curtains were blown up, and they were flying freely.

She walked over, stretched out her hand to close the window, the opposite room, when she raised her eyes, her movements were stunned.

The large room to the west, the open-air balcony that stretched out, was half the size of her room. From her, there was no sight.

The man was wearing a loose bathrobe and standing in front of the railing. He put his hands in his bathrobe pockets, facing him, a pair of deep black eyes, like powerful magnets, forcing her to look at him.

It evoked the shock in her heart, but he was quiet like a painting.

'Snapped'

The sound of the glass falling to the ground suddenly rang in her mind.

Pulling her thoughts back, she looked away indifferently, closed the window, and closed the curtains.

They completely separated their sights.

She turned slowly, leaning against the window feebly.

‘You cry to prove that you are weak, the weaker you are, the more they bully you...’

You still bully me like them.

Ji Anning squatted with his back against the wall, holding his knees in his hands, blinking...Blinking, the tears of grievance could not be stopped.

The phone in her pocket vibrated twice, but she ignored it.

Immediately afterwards, it vibrated continuously again. This time it was a phone call. She quickly wiped her tears and took the phone out of her pocket.

He took out his mobile phone and glanced at the caller ID. It was an unfamiliar number.

Who? Ji Anning frowned and answered the phone questioningly, put it to his ear, "Hey."

I was crying sadly just now, with a nasal voice, and a little choked up, I knew she was crying when I opened my mouth.

For a long time, there was no sound from the other side.

Ji Anning's brows tightened, "Hey, who are you?"

Asked suspiciously again, but the other party still didn't respond. She was a little impatient and was about to hang up.

At this moment, there was a deep breath and a sigh.

Although she couldn't hear whose voice it was, she was definitely a man.

demon!

Ji Anning suddenly thought of the "devil" whose number was hacked by her. She was shocked and immediately hung up the phone.

In the middle of the night, if you call her with a strange number without speaking, no one else will only be him, it must be him.

This guy is really lingering.

Ji Anning was very upset. She planned to blacklist this number again. She looked down at the screen and found an unread text message.

It was also sent from this strange number. She clicked on it, but it was a blank message.

She didn't think much about it and immediately blacklisted the number.

...

Because Ji Weisong's death day is approaching, the atmosphere at home has also become solemn and a little lifeless.

Even Lin Yanqin's family of three are very conscious and peaceful, and dare not find fault with Ji Anning at this time.

For several days, Ji Anning never saw Ji Chicheng again, but he still heard news about him every day at school.

For example, whoever gave him a limited edition scarf from Armani today, he didn't even look at it.

For another example, he smiled when he was teaching in class today. His smile was so charming that a few male students were almost stunned by him.

Or... Yesterday, the new English teacher and he are alumni in country M, the relationship between the two seems unusual.