I Love You Every Time You Play

Ninghao sent Yan Anzhen to the gate of the community. Jiang Youshu turned his head to look at her and said, "I'll send you in."

Yan Anzhen's hand to open the door paused, her fingers seemed to tremble, but her expression was calm. He looked back at her and said faintly, "No, it's raining heavily outside."

After finishing speaking, he didn't look at her again, opened the umbrella and walked out, not paying attention to a puddle not far outside, stepping in, wet half of the trouser legs.

Jiang Youshu sat in the co-pilot and watched quietly, watching her straight back and stepping out of her field of vision. The black umbrella, like a cloud of black fog, was wrapped in a chaotic world and soon disappeared.

She spread out her palms, and several fingernails were clearly visible in her palms.

Ninghao didn't start the car right away. Instead, he took a lady's cigarette and held it in his mouth. He didn't light it. He just made an appearance. He squinted his eyes slightly, raised his head, revealing his beautifully-lined chin, and said, "What's the matter with you two? ?"

The atmosphere of something wrong along the way can be felt by the blind.

Yes, what's going on, she couldn't even tell her thoughts.

"You've seen it too." Jiang Youshu propped his head, lazily, all the charming and charming in his eyes disappeared, leaving only the dark pupils, and said, "The people I like like others, I'm jealous here."

"She also looks jealous." Ning Hao held a cigarette between her fingers and clicked on the spot where Yan Anzhen had just disappeared.

Jiang Youshu smiled, no warmth: "Yes, the person she likes has left, and is looking for someone else."

I would rather give a "um", put the cigarette back in, restart the car, and prepare to leave: "Your relationship is really messy. It's better for me to have Sister Yu. The circle is clean and everyone is shut out. Besides, I have no chance to be jealous." She laughed at herself.

Jiang Youshu stopped talking.

It probably won't take long before Jiang Youyu will meet Yang Jie, and then Jiang Youyu will also be involved in their entanglement, and no one can stay out of the matter.

It's really cutting, and the reasoning is still chaotic.

Jiang Youshu felt a little tired, closed his eyes against the car window, and suddenly said: "Don't like my sister. My sister is too difficult to follow. Although you have been secretly in love with her for three years, you should take care of her in time. It's not too late."

At the end of the novel, Yang Jie and Chen Xiaoshi held a grand wedding and invited many relatives and friends, including Yan Anzhen and Jiang Youyu. Yan Anzhen was wearing a blue and white skirt and sat in the guests applauding quietly. Jiang Youyu was beside her, stiff like a sculpture, staring at Yang Jie all the way, but could not hold on any longer and left early.

Yan Anzhen finished the audience, and finally Chen Xiaoshi directly sent the bouquet to her, smiling and saying, "You will definitely find your own happiness, An An."

Her happiness is already in the hands of others.

Chen Xiaoshi knew this, but he still said this sentence.

Yan Anzhen did not accept the bouquets, but blessed them.

No matter from which point of view, the entanglement of these four people will continue until the heroines get married. It is too long and will consume all the minds of Jiang Youshu and Ninghao who should be outsiders. In the end, they just ended up just like the two women. The scarred end.

Rather stay silent for a while, waiting for a traffic light, and suddenly said: "More than three years."

"What?" Jiang Youshu looked up from the phone and looked at her.

"More than three years." Ning Hao stared at the red patch in an unexpectedly calm tone. She had cherished the secrets for so many years, but when she first said it, there were no fluctuations. "I have liked her since junior high school. It's been eleven years, even though it's intermittent, I don't know if I like it or not, but every time I see her, I know that I like it and haven't run away."

Jiang Youshu was stunned.

She didn't know that Ninghao, who had never appeared in the novel, had such a long affection.

It’s not surprising that there are many suitors like Jiang Youyu, and A Lai has also written a few, so she knows that Ninghao liked Jiang Youyu for three years and was not too surprised, but thought that Ninghao was also among the many suitors. One, it's the kind of scary one, but she didn't expect that her secret love will last so long.

"Why didn't you tell me..." Jiang Youshu took a moment to clear up his thoughts and asked, "You liked her in junior high school. After so many years, you haven't made any progress?" This is no longer called a secret love. Love", unless you announce it yourself, otherwise no one knows the kind.

"That's because—" Ning Hao stepped on the accelerator and rushed out in the green light, his eyes as dark as the night outside, "I avoided her for several years."

"why?"

Ning Hao refused to continue anyway.

I just returned to the staff dormitory. When I parked the car, I would rather turn off the car but didn't get out. I stared at the dusty ground in front and said: "So, I can't let go of her. She constitutes a percentage of my life. Eleventh, no one can be like her."

Jiang Youshu dropped his hand on the car door, looked at her, and said, "Then what are you going to do?"

The more you have known for a long time, the less likely it is to be together, because if you don’t have a heartbeat during the first week of acquaintance, it will be harder to be moved again later. Maybe you will be moved, perhaps you will feel guilty, but it is not the most sincere and ardent heartbeat. .

She would rather lie down and say, "Let’s take advantage of the trend. If she meets someone she likes, then I wish her a hundred years. If she is alone until she grows old, then I will move to the other side of her and do what she knows best. Neighbor, take care of her forever."

"Then what if she likes you?"

"..." Ning Hao said slowly, "If she likes me, all I have is hers."

Jiang Youshu didn't know what to say, frowned, and felt something was wrong.

If I have such a deep obsession, and I can say that I wish her a hundred years, why not go after it? I said before that I was afraid of being rejected and hated, but it’s better than doing nothing and watching the other person marry. Others.

Jiang Youshu asked.

Ning Hao said: "She has rejected me once, and the consequence is that I have avoided her for six years."

Ninghao and Jiang Youyu's connection is so deep.

Ning Hao: "Jiang Jiang? Why are you in a daze?"

Jiang Youshu returned to his senses and said, "It's nothing, I'm just thinking, I might have made some mistakes."

It's about the characters, it's about the emotional line, and it's about the plot development.

The two got out of the car and walked to the dormitory together.

Naturally, Chen Xiaoshi never came back. There was only Yang Huihui in the dormitory who was playing with her mobile phone on the sofa. The TV was on and the corners of her lips were slightly curled. She was in a good mood.

Seeing Yang Huihui, Jiang Youshu remembered that the main reason for the situation tonight was that Yang Huihui refused the invitation to watch the movie, so she sat down, pretending to be gossip, and asked: "Which high school classmate asked us Huihui." Hui eat."

It was just a simple question, but Yang Huihui dodged her gaze, her cheeks flushed, and said: "It's my deskmate in high school, the university has broken contact, and I only started talking these days."

The classmates who had lost contact suddenly started chatting, there must be an opportunity.

Yang Huihui didn't wait for her to ask, she just sat up and said, "I have to thank you for speaking of it."

Ning Hao entered the toilet, Jiang Youshu raised his eyebrows, his heart beat suddenly, and smiled, "Thank me for what?"

Yang Huihui was a little embarrassed: "Last time you caught a cockroach, I took a picture of you and sent it to Moments. Then he liked me and started a topic through this photo. I said I was in Xijiang. You work and live in the staff dormitory. You are my roommate. Just like that, we went to talk, and then he came to me today and said that he came to Liang Yue on a business trip and wanted to treat me to dinner."

Of course there are some things she didn't say.

For example, she had a crush on this deskmate when she was in high school.

For example, at first he wanted to inquire about Jiang Jiang from her.

Jiang Jiang is so good-looking, a second-generation rich, with a good personality, and it is normal to be noticed. She thinks this way and feels that the reaction at the same table is normal, but on the other hand, she is pretty sure that Jiang Jiang will not follow her. I was at the same table together, so I had a little bit of my own thoughts. Using Jiang Jiang as the guide, I chatted with the same table and met to eat and eat. After a long time, Li Ying at the same table would know that he could not catch Jiang Jiang, maybe Will put my mind on her.

Jiang Youshu naturally didn't know about Yang Huihui's nine nines and nines. She extracted the most critical point, that is, the task of Yang Huihui to watch the movie tonight falls on A Zhen, and the reason for all the changes lies with her.

This is the butterfly effect.

"Jiang Jiang, what's the matter with you, your complexion seems a bit unpleasant?" Yang Huihui asked.

"It's nothing, it's raining heavily outside, maybe the wind is blowing."

Jiang Youshu said, waved his hand, and returned to his room.

After figuring it out, she felt even lower.

Obviously in Fengcheng, A Zhen and her were so close. During the half month of A Zhenwei's feet, they also had a sense of daily relationship with their lovers. As a result, they went all the way to the present and returned to the original point.

Jiang Youshu pulled out Yan Anzhen’s chat records and typed a sentence in the input box: [Azhen, I don’t want to deceive myself anymore, give me a word, do you like Chen Xiaoshi? 】

Staring at these words began to daze.

Then press and hold the clear key, these words disappeared in front of her one by one.

She re-entered: [A Zhen, I like you, would you like to be my girlfriend? 】

Then delete it again.

Finally made up her mind, she started typing: [A Zhen, how do you feel to me, I want to know]

When I was about to post it, the phone vibrated suddenly.

The courage of the whole body was condensed at that point, but was interrupted by a sudden phone call, like a balloon being pierced into a hole, and courage leaked all along the hole.

Jiang Youshu became a little awkward, and when he connected the phone, there was no smile in his voice: "What's the matter, Xiaoxiao?"

Chen Xiaoshi squeezed, and still said, "My friend has a terrible fever. There is no one else around her. I have the responsibility to take care of her. I may not be back tonight."

This line of affection has developed quite smoothly.

Jiang Youshu stared at his nails and said, "Xiao Xiao, you are not my child. You don't need to report to me if you don't come home at night."

Chen Xiaoshi was used to being a good girl. He didn't change his habits for a while. He had to call someone if he didn't go home at night. After hearing Jiang Youshu's words, he blushed and said, "Yeah, I know."

"But you must pay attention to safety when you are outside."

"What's the safety?" Chen Xiaoshi didn't respond. "I will take care of her at her house. Don't worry about anything."

Jiang Youshu nodded, chatted with her a few words, and hung up the phone.

What she didn't know was that on the other end, Yan Anzhen had just hung up the phone, and the cold mechanical beep broke in the air.

Yan Anzhen was practicing calligraphy at the desk, but she was not satisfied with the writing. Those words were full of impetuousness. She put down the pen and started to call Jiang Youshu, but only heard the sentence "I'm sorry, the phone you dialed is in progress."

She put down her phone to continue to practice calligraphy, but her heart moved, and the light above her head seemed to flash.

She called Chen Xiaoshi again.

"Sorry, the call you are calling is in progress..."

The rain outside the window seems to be getting bigger and bigger. I don't know if it can stop tomorrow.

Her bicycle is still outside and she has not returned home.

The author has something to say: Jiang Youshu: My confession was so mixed up.

Chen Xiaoshi: I always feel that the readers of this chapter should have some murderous intent towards me.