Chapter 662: You are the joy of youth, the boy you like is you (2)

He Jichen didn't speak, picked up the teacup in front of him, and touched Ji Yi, then the two men handed the teacup to their mouths.
While drinking tea, Ji Yi closed his eyes, hiding the emotions in his eyes.
He Jichen, Happy April Fool's Day, but what I just said is not April Fool.
"He Jichen, do you know who my crush is? If you don't know, please look back at the first three words of my sentence."
He Jichen, my crush is He Jichen.
When the teacup stained his lips, He Jichen instinctively lowered his eyelids, and then he grieved with emotion.
Ji Yi, Happy April Fool's Day, but what I just said was not a lie.
"You know, what is an accident? That is, I never thought of falling in love with you, but I fell in love."
Ji Yi, the person I love is always you.
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After Cheng Weiwan left the bar, he stopped a taxi by the road and went to the Siheyuan in Nancheng.
From last year, after she was almost forced to be a bao here, this quadrangle in Nancheng has become a taboo place in her heart.
After such a long time, when he came here again, Cheng Weiwan found that the panic in his heart remained undiminished.
Only in the past, when she remembered, after the panic, she would remember Han Zhihui, and then those panic would become happiness.
But now, she has nothing but panic, except for panic.
Cheng Weiwan looked at the alley in the courtyard of Siheyuan. It took a long time to see the courage. Then he stepped in and walked in.
She was getting closer and closer to the place where the accident happened, and Cheng Weiwei's steps were slower and slower, and her chest was more and more depressed.
When there was only about ten meters away, Cheng stopped shortly before.
She stared intently at the empty alley in front of her for a while, before holding her breath and walking forward.
That day, she was pressed by the man in this place on the wall, her clothes were torn, and his hands still touched her skin...
With the picture of the past, her body shook gently before the eyes of a little flashing process.
Just when she thought she was going to finish, the man stopped, and then let go of her, and then she was immersed in panic. The consciousness was not completely awake, but she heard some noise around her, until Xiaoyi shouted herself, she didn’t. Lifting his head, he stared blankly at that place...
Cheng Weiwan walked a few steps towards where he was looking, then crouched down and touched the dirty ground with his fingertips.
Han Zhihui was lying here, with blood all over her head. She looked at him, her lips trembling.
If it were not for Ji Yi to call her, she didn't know what to do for him and bandage him.
Her heart began to be thrown on him that night on this land.
Cheng was late on the ground and squatted for a long time. She didn't stand up until it was dark.
After the numbness in her legs subsided, she took a step and left the courtyard, stopped a taxi and went to the hospital.
Going downstairs in the hospital, Cheng Weiwan looked up, after counting the floors, he counted the ward number, and then stopped at the window of the ward where Han Zhihui lived.
Today, it should be another patient who lives in it, lights it up, and there are occasional silhouettes across the window.
For the first time in her life, she spent the night in a room with a man, in this ward.