I Love You Every Time You Play

【01】

On the day Yan Anzhen was discharged from the hospital, Jiang Youshu gave her a gift.

She looked at the ring on the index finger of her right hand, and the tiny diamond on it shone dazzlingly in the afterglow, just like the hot heart that was unconcealed. Jiang Youshu gently put her finger up, rubbed her fingertips, and smiled and said, "This is just a ring. After we are all settled, I will give you another real ring."

The kind of ring with a vow.

Yan Anzhen's heart moved, and she held her hand instead, and stamped a misty kiss on her cheek, and said softly, "Let's go home."

Naturally, it was Jiang Youshu's home.

Feng Shui takes turns, and now it is Yan Anzhen’s turn to temporarily stay at Jiang Yuanyuan’s house and find a new job to support herself.

Jiang Youshu: "It's okay, you spend my money as you like."

Yan Anzhen shook her head: "No."

Jiang Youshu smiled: "It's fine to use your body then."

Yan Anzhen: "..."

Before answering, Jiang Youshu went to see her, only to find a suspicious blush on someone's face in the sunset. Although his expression was calm and calm, his lips were slightly pursed.

This reaction...not like rejection.

Jiang Youshu was stunned.

Yan Anzhen lowered her eyes, did not look at her, but raised her little finger and scratched her palm with her fingertips, like a cat's paw scratching her itchy heart, Yan Anzhen led her along the tree-lined path , The palms of both of them started to get hot.

The wind blew the leaves and rustled.

【02】

"I'm back." Jiang Youshu's voice rang at the entrance, and then the voice fell dull and floated up from below. She should be bending over slippers, her tone cheerful and bright, "I can smell the fragrance from outside the door. I can’t wait to try Chef Yan’s cooking skills."

Yan Anzhen was wearing an apron in the kitchen. He turned his head to look at her and said, "It's almost done. Let's wash your hands first."

"Yes, Professor Yan!"

"Professor Yan" subconsciously said three words, Yan Anzhen was startled, a little water floated under her eyes, soaking her eyes, and after a while, she returned to normal. It's just a little nostalgic.

After washing his hands, Jiang Youshu hugged Yan Anzhen from behind, tiptoe slightly, with his head resting on her shoulders, with a grind ear, and laughed a few times, saying, "I always think this is good."

Yan Anzhen also smiled lightly.

Although they are not what they looked like when they met and fell in love, they are completely together this time.

Jiang Youshu watched Yan Anzhen skillfully stir-fry the minced meat in the pan, and suddenly said; "Speaking of which, I always think that the taste of A Zhen's dishes is very similar to what I remembered."

After a pause, Yan Anzhen said, "Really."

"Yes." After saying this, Jiang Youshu was surprised that it did taste the same. "When I was in elementary school, that neighbor sister, who I told you before, she often came to our house, sometimes my parents When I don’t have time to go home to cook, she will cook for me—are you from the same line? The taste is exactly the same."

Speaking of which I am a little embarrassed, Jiang Youshu, at a young age, unexpectedly thought about her neighbor’s young lady who was eight or nine years older than her. Therefore, he liked the dishes made by the young lady very much, and the taste was like a brand. In her heart, although the two never saw each other again for various reasons, she never forgot the smell.

Such persistence, there may still be nostalgia and regret.

She was separated from her neighbors and sisters before she had time to develop the intimacy and affection that she germinated in her early childhood.

It was the neighbor’s sister that had a big influence on her view of love, which enabled her to face all the tellable and unspeakable loves frankly and openly, and to have a different kind of affection for people who are serious in the world. She will feel affection and admiration for Yan Anzhen described by A Lai.

They are the same kind of people, no matter when and where, they can catch Jiang Youshu's eyes for the first time.

"Yuanyuan."

Jiang Youshu fell into the memory, and suddenly heard a call, habitually replied: "Huh?"

Yan Anzhen had already turned off the fire and poured the chili-fried pork into the bowl. At this moment, she took off her apron and turned to look at Jiang Youshu. Her eyes were staring straight at her, something surging inside, as if the bank was about to burst the next moment. Pouring out.

Yan Anzhen said word by word: "Your neighbor sister is Zhao Qianhe?"

Jiang Youshu was taken aback: "How do you know?"

In the impression, she didn't seem to tell Miss A Zhen's name.

Inexplicably, the heart beats wildly, like a torrent of destiny, rolling her up and throwing her up high, the heart is going up and down, not daring to fall to the ground.

Yan Anzhen said: "After the car accident, I felt a force pushing me and involving me. When I recovered, I found that I was in the body of a college student named Zhao Qianhe."

Jiang Youshu: "!!!!!!"

Because neither of them wanted to remember the tragic car accident, they rarely mentioned it, and Yan Anzhen also vaguely remembered that she used Zhao Qianhe's identity to accompany Xiao Yuanyuan for a while, but that period The memory seemed to be cut off and was not coherent, she always thought it was a dream.

It was God who pityed her and gave her a heartbreaking dream while she died.

However, Yuanyuan told her that the taste of her dishes was exactly the same as that of the neighbor's sister.

That is not a dream.

They looked at each other, even breathing carefully.

Jiang Youshu was the first to break the silence and laughed. The corners of her eyes were soaked with tears and itchy. She reached out and wiped the corners of her eyes, her voice trembling: "I fell in love with you earlier and deeper than I thought. Love you so much."

Her view of love and her longing for the person in love all come from Zhao Qianhe. She always thought that she could have an admiration for a character in a novel, partly because she saw Zhao Qianhe's shadow in this character, but it turned out that she has always liked a person.

It's not A Zhen, it won't work.

It's destined.

In fact, she should have thought of it, so serious and meticulous, there will be no second person in the world besides A Zhen.

It seemed that a piece of white light flashed through Jiang Youshu's mind. She went to grasp it blankly. A memory that had been forgotten by her for a long time was held by her and exploded in her mind. She suddenly bent over and panted. , Her voice trembled horribly: "A Zhen, there is something...I want to tell you..."

Yan Anzhen squatted down, held her arm, raised her eyes and looked at her with a clear voice, her voice softened but she said firmly, "What?"

Jiang Youshu took a deep breath and said: "I have read a novel called "Chunguang" in which I was attracted by a character named Yan Anzhen. She satisfies all my fantasies about my love partner. I was obsessed with her for a time, and even... I had a dream. In the dream I became a ten-year-old child walking on a strange path, in front of an elementary school, it was time for school. Then I saw a cute doll-like girl Come towards me..."

Yan Anzhen forgot to breathe.

She will always remember that scene.

A girl stepped on the mottled light and shadow on the ground, walked towards her, and asked her where it was. Xiao Yan Anzhen thought she was lost, and patiently told her that this was Liangyue Primary School. Then, seeing the beautiful girl in front of her widened her eyes, she seemed a little confused, and repeated: "Liang Yue? Which liang and which yue?"

Somewhat unbelievable.

"The Liang of the Liangshan hero, the Yue of the Wuyue Taishan." She searched through her mind and found these two words of a certain level, inexplicably a little proud.

That was their first meeting.

"My name is Yan Anzhen, how about you?"

The **** the opposite side was even more shocked, and moved closer involuntarily, repeating stupidly: "Yan Anzhen?"

She smelled a delicate fragrance.

Maybe it was the fragrance of flowers, but because of the little selfishness in her heart, she put this unknown fragrance on the opposite girl.

"Strictly strict, safe An, Zhen... the one with few strokes." She thought the other party still didn't know how to write.

"How about you?" she asked again.

So, the girl smiled and stared at her as if staring at an old friend, and said: "My name is Ah Shu."

"Ashu?" Xiao Yan Anzhen was slightly confused, tilted his head, and asked, "Which shu?"

The little girl paused and said, "That is, the tree, yes, the tree of the tree. Just call me Ashu."

Xiao Azhen and A Shu met.

Jiang Youshu has been with A Zhen for a period of time. They have become very good friends. The thing she does most is watching A Zhen silently. At every moment when A Zhen is not paying attention, she is very happy that she is with A Zhen. After the most sad period when she lost her mother, she hoped that A Zhen would remember her, but she also knew that this was just a long and short dream, and she would wake up sooner or later.

After waking up, the dream became intermittent, and she could only remember some key points and events. Many details were hidden in the dream. As she woke up, she gradually disappeared.

She always thought it was just a dream, a dream that resulted from her obsession with A Zhen.

But... if A Zhen can become Zhao Qianhe and come to her, is it possible that she also truly participates in A Zhen's life?

The next second, she saw the answer in Yan Anzhen's eyes.

The answer made her ecstatic.

Their fate has long been written by God in their lives. The encounter between her and her is destined, and it is certain that they will fall in love with each other.

No one in the world loves each other more than them.

Jiang Youshu hugged Yan Anzhen tightly, and at that moment she suddenly wanted to cry.

Yan Anzhen patted her back lightly, as if soothing, the fingers that fell on her back lightly like a butterfly.

There are some things they didn't say. For example, the existence of Jiang Youshu made Yan Yujing realize that Xiao Azhen was walking on a wrong path. For example, after Zhao Qianhe went to college, Jiang Youshu's parents died unexpectedly. She almost couldn't survive that gloomy time, and she was extremely painful. At that time, she couldn't find Sister Qianhe, and couldn't get a word of comfort.

None of these things need to be said.

They only know one thing, they love each other deeply until they get old.

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