At night, Chen Yixi planned to lead Lu Wuke back to the house near Lanjiang University. Because he often lives in a bar, Lu Wuke puts a lot of things here and packed a whole suitcase.

When she went back, Chen Yixi made a joke and asked her to ride her bike on her, saying that she would definitely be stopped by the traffic police halfway through, because she looked like a biker who was under eighteen.

After Lu Wuke returned to China, he had not returned to the house next to Lanjiang University. She and Shen Yixi often lived in the same house in college. During that time, her grandmother was hospitalized for cancer. She ran on both sides of the hospital and school, and often lived on Chen Yixi every few days.

After returning home, Wujiao went to the bathroom to take a shower. After parking the car in Chen Yixi garage, he didn't see anyone else when he got up.

The bathroom at home is open, and the shower room blocks a piece of frosted glass. Chen Yixi glanced at the faint figure behind him and realized that she was taking a shower.

He bit the cigarette and opened the curtains. Daishan looked like the thick ink that was accidentally knocked over by the night, and the lights at the foot of the mountain were faintly vague.

Chen Yixi turned around and almost got Lu Wuke's suitcase. Her silver aluminum alloy suitcase was placed beside the bed. She probably had just taken the clothes and the suitcase had not been closed yet. Chen Yixi took off the cigarette, bent over and closed it for her, and carried it aside.

But he didn't pull all the zippers, and suddenly he didn't know what happened to run out of the zipper and fell to the ground.

With a snap, Chen Yixi drooped his eyelids and looked at him.

It's a leather book, gray-brown.

The button next to the book was not buttoned, and the striped white paper inside was opened. I didn't know what monotonous things were recorded on it. I just glanced over a series of words of consistency.

Chen Yixi put down his suitcase and snatched the notebook on the ground, but when he saw the words on it clearly, his knuckles were paused-

Chen Yixi (March 1, 20xx)-

Chen Yixi (March 2, 20xx)-

Chen Yixi (March 3, 20xx)-

Chen Yixi (March 4, 20xx)-

Chen Yixi (March 5, 20xx)-

Chen Yixi (March 6, 20xx)

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A full page, except for the differences in the dates behind, the others are almost carved from the same mold.

This year was the year when Lu Wujia went abroad. She left Lanjiang at the end of February.

Chen Yixi frowned slightly, stuffed the cigarette back into his mouth, and sat on the edge of the bed with the notebook.

The first page is recorded in April, and he flips backwards.

May, June, July and December of the year ended, never fell a day.

Originally, it was already monotonous and boring enough to reach here, but after a long time, it was all single and long, all of which were these three words.

Chen Yixi inexplicably burst into his chest with anger, and the smoke and ashes biting in his mouth fell on the notebook.

He shook off the ashes on it and suddenly noticed the vacancy on the date above.

Lu Wuke remembers things that are too monotonous and boring. If you don’t look carefully, you will really not be able to find out.

The time was two years ago, and there was a month in the middle that was empty, and there was nothing in that month, and there was no date.

Chen Yixi had a premonition when he saw the month that disappeared out of thin air.

But when this time coincided with the time when something happened to me in my mind, I still felt a sense of irritability in my heart.

No wonder she never asked him what happened in that accident that year after she came back.

Because she knows everything.

The sound of water in the bathroom drizzled and raked on the tiles.

Chen Yixi held the book and finished smoking the cigarette in his hand as he heard this.

Until the smoke burned to the cigarette butt, Chen Yixi dragged it across the ashtray and crushed it to the cigarette.

He threw the notebook on the bed and walked towards the bathroom.

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The lights in the shower were blurred by the heat, and the shower head hanging back to the wall dripped down.

Lu Wuke was putting his underwear on his body, and the glass door behind him was opened.

She looked back and saw Chen Yixi come in.

His face looked a little stinky, much more serious than usual.

Before Lu Wuke could react to what was wrong with him, he pulled his arm into his arms, and then his two bare legs were hanging in the air.

She was picked up by Chen Yixi and placed on the bathroom.

The cold marble flowed straight to the base of the legs, and the road was struggling to get off without any bumps.

But Chen Yixi blocked him and couldn't go down.

His kiss fell on her neck, which was still stained with water.

Before she could buckle it, she was hooked off by him, and the straps slid onto her arms.

Lu Wuke didn't know what he was going crazy, so he wanted to push him away: "Let me down."

Of course, Chen Yixi didn't let her breath fall on her skin that had just been steamed by the heat.

"The road is not bumpy. Did you come back to see me two years ago?"

His throat, which was smoked by tobacco, was slightly hoarse, and he was dripping into her ears with a low voice.

The road is no bumpy and stunned.

Chen Yixi was dissatisfied with her silent appearance and rubbed her ears: "Speak."

Lu Wuke was hurt by him, and the sink was still cold, so he was unwilling to cooperate: "No."

She was about to come down. Chen Yixi reached out and pulled the bath towel on the shelf, wrapped her waist and hugged her up. The bath towel was stuffed under her, and said angrily: "Is it going down now?"

Lu Wuke, the hard-to-serve master, suddenly disappeared.

The temper comes quickly, but it disappears with just one punch.

Chen Yixi is straightforward and does not intend to make those twists and turns.

"I saw your book."

Lu Wujia was trapped in his arms, and when he heard this, he raised his eyes to look at him.

She is not a person who loves writing things and keeping diaries, and she knows clearly what books she has around her.

Chen Yixi said to her: "If it weren't for your book that you had the idea to show me today, would you plan to keep this matter in your stomach for the rest of your life?"

Lu Wuke looked at him and told the truth: "Yes."

This is indeed the road is not bad. She doesn't even like to write a diary and talk to herself, let alone tell others that she has been the kind of person who is depressed in her heart since she was a child and does not like to communicate with others.

If Chen Yixi had not asked about this matter today, she might not have taken it out and told him in her whole life.

Even though he knew that this was the road Wulu, he knew that she was so tragic, but Chen Yixi was still angry: "A child who can cry has candy, do you understand this principle?"

Lu Wulu opened his eyes.

How could she not know this? She has given in favor more than once or twice in front of Shen Yixi. Every time, without exception, as long as she is a little softer, Chen Yixi will unconditionally indulge her.

"The road is not bumpy. If you give me a favor in the past five years, say something, or look back at me, I will not let you go for five years and let you come back to me."

Lu Wukui's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Rather than saying that Chen Yixi has been waiting for her to come back without any bumps and give her time to figure out everything, it is better to say that he is just waiting for her to turn back.

They are very rational and understand each other too much, but it is precisely because of this that they have suffered a lot.

They never talk about love, affection, and are not inseparable from repeated quarrels and tugging, so as to deepen the definition of love.

Their personalities are so clear about their love for each other, but because of this personality, both sides are hurt. If one of them is irrational, it will not be so long that it will be between them for such a long five years.

If the road is not bumpy, you can be more emotional like other girls, look back at him.

And if Chen Yixi is a little unreasonable, he won’t give her time to hit the wall.

There has been no gap between them for so many years.

For a moment, only the tiny sound of water dripping on the tiles on the shower head remained in the bathroom.

After a long time, Lu Wujiao, who was leaning against the mirror, finally turned around and looked at Chen Yixi.

"You stayed in the intensive care unit for fifteen days in that car accident."

Chen Yixi stared at her eyes: "Why don't you come to see me?"

Lu Wujiao opened his lips and finally made a sound.

"I can't get in, Chen Yixi."

"I was met by your father."

Chen Yixi frowned slightly.

Lu Wuke can maintain her calm temperament in front of everyone, but in front of Shen Yixi, she is a crack in front of him, and her fragility and unstable inside are the ones he sees the most.

She brought the grievances and unwillingness that should have been dusty two years ago to today.
To be continued...