Strategy book

This is an inexplicable intuition, Jiang An trusts Jiang An, there is no reason.Even if the two people look alike, even if this Jiang An appears abruptly, even if the things Jiang An shows in many cases are not what normal people can have, but Jiang An trusts Jiang An unconditionally and wholeheartedly.In a gesture of redemption, he dedicated all his trust.

The seventh last threatening letter arrived as scheduled, He Qi threw the envelope in front of Jiang An, and shouted, "You boy, tell me the truth, where did you go yesterday!"

The white clothes Jiang An wore today had changed identities with Jiang An.

"I found him, He Qi, thank you." Wen Xiao choked He Qi's next outburst. He Qi felt that Jiang An was a little different from usual today, but he couldn't tell exactly what was different, and his anger was burning in his throat The eyes were poured down by the light from the cool eyes again, feeling uncomfortable all over.In the end, He Qi cursed and said two or three words, stopped pestering her, and waved away.

Jiang An, who was watching from the sidelines, came over and silently gave him a thumbs up.

Jiang An squinted, propped his chin and pulled the threatening letter, which he could already memorize, thinking about life.

"Ask Jiang Ping out for a talk?" Jiang An called to stop Jiang An and asked.

An obvious struggle flashed across Jiang An's face, but obviously he also knew that the best way to stop the threatening letter was to deal with the old girl, otherwise based on his understanding of the old girl, it is estimated that they would not want to stop, so he nodded and said yes down.

On the weekend, the two kept it from He Qi—she thought the matter was over, and waited for Jiang Ping to arrive in a milk tea shop outside the school.

Sitting at the designated position was Jiang An. Jiang An handed over all the decision-making power to Jiang An. Now, with his back to Jiang An, he pretended to be reading a book, looked at his phone from time to time, and waited for Jiang Ping's call.

Life in the third year of high school was very tense, and weekend afternoons were the only free time. Jiang Ping walked into the milk tea shop wearing one of the three hats Jiang An bought for her during the Chinese New Year.

Jiang An stood up. The location they chose was in the corner of the store. It was quite dark and there would not be many people. It was a good place for conversation and a place where Jiang Ping could relax easily.

As soon as Jiang Ping entered the door, she glanced into the corner. After she was seated, the smile on her face looked bright, and her gloomy temperament was swept away, like a spoiled little princess.

"Brother, you finally remembered to look for me." Jiang Ping took off her hat and carefully stuffed it into her bag, fearing it would get dirty.

Jiang An pushed the original milk tea in front of him and said with a smile, "If I don't come to you again, am I going to scare all the students in our school?"

Jiang An, who was shrinking behind Jiang An, trembled when he heard this and read the book. This guy spoke too directly, and Jiang Ping would be frightened!

"No, at most, scare the two or three people who are close to my brother." Jiang Ping's tone was still relaxed, which made Jiang An, who was eavesdropping, heave a sigh of relief.

"You..." Jiang An shook his head, then changed the subject and asked about Jiang Ping's studies.

Jiang Ping's academic performance is not very good, above average at most, unlike Jiang An's type who never has to worry about exams and needs more supervision and make up lessons.After achieving the occasional tutoring at the university—Jiang An was the tutor—Jiang An changed the subject and asked about life, “Have you made any good friends?”

"Hmm..." Jiang Ping's answer was vague.

Jiang An sighed, "Is it still the same?"

Jiang Ping said aggrievedly, "It's better for them not to have a brother." After speaking, she blinked mischievously, "As long as I have a brother, that's enough."

Jiang An was a little dazed. He looked at the younger sister who was once in his hand, and said in a gentle and helpless tone, "If one day I'm gone, what should you do?"

The air was quiet for a moment, two or three black beads got stuck in the straw, Jiang Ping stared at the person opposite without blinking, her expression seemed to freeze.

Jiang An's heart seemed to be scratched by a cat's paw, and he shouldn't have left the matter to Jiang An. He made a mistake at the beginning, and thought that this guy would be especially good to his sister!If such a sensitive topic is brought up, what if Jiang Ping's fragile nerves are stimulated?When the time comes...Jiang An will cover his face with a book in despair, and everyone around him will be in danger...

Jiang Ping's dependence on him was abnormal, and Jiang An knew more or less about this.Knowing this thoroughly, it was in the summer when he was 15 years old that his taciturn but extremely well-behaved sister told him with practical actions what it means to regret it too late and be caught off guard.However, it has been five years since the incident, and he thinks that he has controlled it pretty well in the past five years. It is estimated that the reason for going to university and living on campus has caused his sister's thoughts to backlog again. If it is not handled well, it will really be a big trouble.

"Brother...won't you abandon me?" After a long silence, Jiang Ping smiled dryly, but her black eyes, which were exactly the same as Jiang An's, were filled with worry and irritability, brewing a storm, oppressive and terrifying.

Jiang An accepted the storm, he didn't look away, opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't utter any words of comfort, because he couldn't lie to his sister, not to mention, this sister was so similar to his memory.Sensitive and fragile, as if it would shatter if touched lightly, and could never be grasped again.

"I'm Jiang An." Jiang An finally answered, ignoring Jiang Ping's implicitly rejecting eyes, and wrote the word "Ginger" on the table stroke by stroke with his fingers, "Ginger in ginger soup."

Jiang An, who was eavesdropping, almost slapped the table and stood up. The book in his hand was deformed by too much force. If it wasn't for his strong self-control, Jiang An didn't guarantee that he would rush out and give it to the twins. guy punches.

"Brother... This joke isn't funny at all." Jiang An heard Jiang Ping's voice, and there was a frightened inflection in the fairly stable tone.

Damn it, the effect of going out now is even worse, what is that Jiang An doing!

Jiang An put on a serious face, shattering Jiang Ping's last fantasy, "This is not a joke, I am Jiang An, the Jiang you imagined." His heart was bleeding, a bit like killing Aubrey with his own hands many years ago The feeling is a little more sad than that feeling.

Jiang Ping's face changed wildly, she stopped talking, stared at the face so familiar that it appeared in her dreams every night, tears rolled in her eyes, stomped her feet, grabbed her bag and walked out the door.

Jiang An couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately jumped up, wanting to grab Jiang An's collar and question him. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Jiang Pingding turning around at the door, and hurriedly shrank back, praying secretly that he wasn't found.

Jiang An looked at the little girl who walked back in front of her again, her bright and carefree smiling face was put away, covered with haze, and there was even a bit of cruelty in her eyes, exactly the same as the past she least wanted to recall.

"Jiang An." Jiang Ping popped out two words, the height difference forced her to look up, but it gave Jiang An a great sense of oppression, "Are you really Jiang An?"

Jiang An nodded, "I am."

"Are you the guy who copied my brother's appearance?" Jiang Ping looked very calm at the moment, completely different from the panic just now.

Jiang An smiled, "How can you copy our looks? I thought you would say that we are twins." By the way, he rolled his eyes at Jiang An who was staring at him angrily behind him. Your sister has already figured out everything around you. , Do you think she is a docile kitten?

"Twins? It's up to you?" Jiang Ping's black eyes were burning with anger, "There are only me and my brother in our family, there will be no other people, forever!"

"Your brother will marry a wife and have children one day." Jiang An added fuel to the fire.He suddenly felt a little tired.

"I won't allow..." Just as Jiang Ping was about to say something under the guidance of anger, she suddenly stopped.Jiang Ping took a quick deep breath to adjust her emotions. When she looked at Jiang An again, she had calmed down a lot, but the hatred in her eyes deepened, "Jiang An, no matter what you climbed up from hell for, even if you deliberately made Zhang I have the same face as my brother, since I can solve you once, I can solve you the second time." Leaving behind this sentence, which seemed inexplicable to outsiders, Jiang Ping walked away.

Jiang An waited for Jiang Ping to leave before jumping out. Perhaps it was Jiang Ping's last words that stimulated him. He just looked at Jiang An with a strange look. Instead of being too harsh, he politely thanked Jiang An and said that he needed some time to calm down. .

"Just let her go like this?" Jiang An stopped Jiang An.

"I...won't." Jiang An made a promise with difficulty, "at least she won't let her go on like this." The world is rich and colorful, colorful and colorful, and my sister can't only see him in her eyes and ignore the great world.

As an older brother, he really failed his duty.

At night, Jiang An didn't sleep, and there was black skin on his knees.

江安（70/100），江萍（-90/-100），何琪（40/70）。

As long as his name is still Jiang An, Jiang Ping's negative opinion will probably be very easy to brush up.

Even when he saw the word Jiang An, he felt slightly uncomfortable, not to mention those two people who had just passed five years.

Five years, 15 years old, at the prime of his life.

Jiang An had a dream, a nightmare, a nightmare when he was 15 years old.

He saw Jiang Ping standing at home, holding a small fruit knife in his hand, the ground was covered with bright red blood, layer by layer, spreading to the soles of his feet.The bright red climbed up, the bloody smell enveloped the whole body, the dismembered corpse lying on the ground swayed and stood up, the smiling face full of sunshine was still the same as before.He heard that person's soft and warm voice, just like when the other person pulled him out of his dark inferiority complex.

"Jiang An, do you want to fight together?"

"Jiang An, my goal is to become a great translator and then travel abroad. What do you think of the UK?"

"Jiang An, don't stay alone, come on, smile, you look pretty when you smile."

"Jiang An, I heard you have a younger sister?"

"Jiang An, it's decided. I'll go to your house today. I'll see my brother's sister no matter what. From now on, we'll be a family. Take care of me."

"Jiang An, will my sister like me?"

how could I know?You ask me, how do I know?Why not escape?Why do you have to rush up?Why did you soft-heartedly let it go after taking the knife away?Why... died so simply?

Jiang An.

why are you back

The author has something to say: Jiang An's spirit is on the verge of a broken wire, and it's up to Jiang An to push [bu

The last point was that Jiang An was dreaming.

Is there anything you don't understand?I think the last few chapters have been pretty sad