Chapter 679: Who makes me like you

Ji Jinchuan sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and a black soft-skinned diary was placed on his legs. He bent slightly, his eyelids draped over the deep pupils, and his slender fingers turned page by page. Carefully.
A thick notebook records the whole process of their meeting and falling in love, and the bits and pieces afterwards.
After that box office incident, I heard Fang Yaqing's voice again on the school's broadcast. Her soft and delicate voice was like the misty rain in Jiangnan, and she read Xu Zhimo's poems clearly.
Every corner of the campus was filled with her voice, flowing slowly like a bright sun.
On the way back to the classroom with a basketball, he heard many men talking along the way.
"Have you heard this voice? This is the flower of the freshman computer department. From today, I decided to believe her as a goddess."
"what is her name?"
"Fang Yaqing."
Between him and Fang Yaqing, there is no one to chase first. It feels right to be together. Everything seems logical.
At that time he was still young and not as mature as he is now. He only did things with his temperament, and sometimes did not take into account her feelings.
Looking at Fang Yaqing's diary, he realized that most of the time she was accommodating him.
Occasionally angry with him, she just complained a little in her diary and added a sentence at the back: Forget it, who made me like you.
The first love of those young people was unforgettable, but after so many years, he could not remember some things.
Looking at the detailed records in the diary book, those past and reappeared in his mind, everything seemed to be yesterday, but the original pains were gone, and some were just at a loss.
Bai Shiyan opened the cap and poured two glasses of wine, walked to the front of Ji Jinchuan carrying the red wine, and handed him one of the glasses: "Do you want it?"
I don't know if Ji Jinchuan didn't hear it, or ignored her deliberately, in short, there was no sound.
Except that the fingers of the diary were moving, the rest kept a posture without even moving his head.
The incandescent lamp above his head enveloped from top to bottom, and his facial expression was hidden in the shadows, making it unrealistic.
Bai Shiyan was annoyed, put the red wine handed him on the table, walked over with another glass and sat down by the bed, occasionally took a sip of wine, or looked up at the focused handsome man.
The man has a mature and restrained temperament, but just sits there, even if he does not speak, without a trace of expression, there is an unspeakable charm.
Bai Shiyan took a sip of red wine and licked her gorgeous red lips with her tongue. At the university, because of her good relationship with Fang Yaqing, she often had contact with Ji Jinchuan.
At that time, the man was not as indifferent as he is now, so he would occasionally say a few words.
At that time she fell in love with him, but Fang Yaqing really regarded her as a friend, so she did not want to destroy the relationship between the two.
It's just that every time a roommate laughs at Fang Yaqing, Fang Yaqing is ashamed and sweet, and she can't help being jealous, but it's just jealous, and doesn't do anything that would damage the friendship.
It is different now. Fang Yaqing has nothing to do with Ji Jinchuan. She is already married, and even if they come back, they cannot be together, so she decided to fight for herself.
She took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to the agent: The plan went on as usual.
The agent quickly replied to her: OK