you are my white moonlight

Maybe it was the gloomy weather, which set off her gloomy complexion, but Jian Youqing suddenly spoke out.

Jiang Zhizhi's hand froze in mid-air and could only be retracted.

Jian Youqing watched him.

"Youqing, you have to admit that sometimes fate exists, at least when you are adopted."

A gust of wind blew by, and Jian Youqing narrowed her eyes slightly.

This sentence is really ironic.

"Then what is the difference between you and me, Jiang Zhi, when you met me, what were you doing in the wild?"

"Have you ever thought about investigating my life experience?"

She wanted to ask more questions, but Jiang Zhizhi didn't answer any of them. After Jian Jianing and the two worshiped, Jiang Zhizhi stepped forward.

Turning around, he reached out to her.

motioned for her to follow.

Jian's family was still on the sidelines, and their expressions were quite dissatisfied, but because of Jiang Zhizhi, they dared not speak out, and Jian Youqing refused without hesitation.

Proud and cold, "My family, I want to worship alone."

The raindrops were mixed with snowflakes, and the wind was even stronger. It suddenly blew the umbrella sideways, and Ke Yu could only hold it tightly.

The feeling of wind and snow blowing across her cheeks was not pleasant, and Jian Youqing didn't even frown.

In her subconscious mind, he has been excluded from the ranks of the family, which is what he deserves.

But the anger was still clamoring in his body, fighting against the chill forced from outside, the two did not counteract it, but made him more uncomfortable.

Jiang Zhi wanted to crush the crutch in his hand.

The mother and daughter of Jian's family had already boarded the car first, and Jiang Zhi squatted in front of the tombstone in an uncomfortable position, frowning tightly due to the strong discomfort.

Ke Yu really wanted to ask something: "You... quarrel..."

But Jian Youqing's stiff expression reminded her to shut up.

Jiang Zhizhi also left first, leaving Jian Youqing alone.

A sneer curled up at the corner of her mouth.

After the end, Jian Youqing walked up the mountain along the road, and she saw Jiang Zhizhi's figure in front of a tombstone.

Taking the umbrella from Ke Yu's hand, "You wait here."

The rain wet his short hair, and in the other hand he held a bouquet and placed it in front of the tombstone.

"You haven't answered my question yet." The voice was colder than rain and snow.

"The so-called investigation is only when there is evidence. Youqing, you lost all your memories at that time."

It seems that she is making trouble for no reason now.

"Then when you met me, what were you doing in the wild? Why was it you?" Only now did she discover that he had too many mysteries.

And she only knew his name, nothing else.

Jiang Zhi was indifferent, took the flowers from Jian Youqing's hand, and put them together with his.

"This is what I said, the wonder of fate."

Inexplicably, seeing the name of the person on the tombstone, Jian Youqing blurted out, "You never told me the cause of your parents' death."

As soon as she said it, Jian Youqing regretted it, but it was a foregone conclusion. She had never seen Jiang Zhizhi's expression before, and she quietly clenched her hands.

The tenderness in the eyes was no longer, replaced by fierce and gloomy light, and the cold hand pressed against her cheek.

"Youqing, knowing too much will not do you any good.

Jian Youqing: "..."

"You just need to know that no matter what, I won't hurt you, that's enough."

"..."

Jane Youqing backed away, almost tripping over a stone, the black umbrella fell to the ground, and her chest heaved slightly.

Her complexion was a little pale.

Jiang Zhi was approaching her, "A misbehaving child will be punished."

Jian Youqing ran away, his behavior was so weird that the phone rang suddenly.