10 years where i loved you the most chinese novel (Eng)

ch.39

Ai Ziyu knows that He Zhishu loves Jiang Wenxu. He also knows that He Zhishu is soft-hearted. He knows that if He Zhishu meets the man, he may not come back. However, he still respects He Zhishu's own choices. Because he loves to know the book, he can't bear the unhappiness that he regretted in the last days, and he can't bear to be too much to bear.

He Zhishu seems to be very surprised and asks: "Why should I see him?"

He Zhishu now clearly remembers the day he decided to go. He looked up from Jiang Wenxu from the upstairs, he just wanted to look at Jiang Wenxu's face, but the man has not looked back. Since Jiang Wenxu did not let him do so, he would not let Jiang Wenxu look at it even now.

He is not a jealous person, but it is only in the past. Some things are late and it’s late. It’s useless to say anything. You can’t expect a cold glass of water to be hot. He Zhishu also began to feel that Jiang Wenxu and himself are actually very embarrassed, and they all like to humble when they are cold and light.

Can't catch up.

He Zhishu turned and slammed the heavy curtain-like blackout curtains: "Sleepy, I went to sleep for a while. Right... Don't ignore him, don't try again, Jiang Wenxu started to pick up It is the darkest."

Ai Ziyu opened his mouth and couldn’t say anything. He looked at He Zhishu slowly, and he had no attachment to everything behind him. He couldn't tell if he was lucky or disappointed. Ai Ziyu is afraid that He Zhishu will leave himself, but even more desperate, He Zhishu really has no trace of nostalgia for this world. They and Jiang Wenxu finally have one of the biggest things in common - they can't leave a holy book. True or false, he does not care, whether it is hurt or love, he has been indifferent.

Jiang Wenxu is still outside the door. He trembles his fingers and throws the medicine into the mouth. It doesn't matter if it is too much. It may make the heart hurt less.

Jiang Wenxu's thoughts were a bit confusing. The picture in front of the picture was still handed to him a boy with a jasmine. The next frame was a smashing of Jiang Wenxu's countless nights, a pair of sad and heartbreaking scorpions.

"... know the book... don't leave me..." Jiang Wenxu's eyes are reddish: "...you don't want to go too far, I, I have to catch up with you..."

In 2003, Jiang Wenxu dragged He Zhishu back from the quarantine area late at night. He was holding the He Zhishu chanting over and over again: "You don't want to go too far... what do you want to do, how do I live? what…"

Jiang Wenxu only remembered that he did not have a knowledge book, and he could not survive.

He knows that sitting on the edge of the bed, his mind is all about Jiang Wenxu's straight waist and squatting at the door. Poor, ridiculous.