Yang Yu asked her: "What's the misunderstanding?"

Jiang Qian: "I don't like you, I like Yang Junhuai... If you have to say I like you, that's fine, but it's not what you think."

In just a few words, it was difficult for Jiang Qian to explain clearly to him.

But at this moment, she understood clearly that Yang Yu had misunderstood something.

No wonder, he always seems to have something to say.

"Well, let's meet in the evening." Jiang Qian said.

Yang Yu agreed.

Jiang Qian wanted to ask Zhou Ji to go with him, but he didn't want to bring back painful memories, so he deleted the messages he had already sent.

"Have an appointment?"

Dong Feng saw her walking out with her bag as soon as she got off work and asked.

Jiang Qian paused. She was caught by her boss looking active after get off work, which made her a little embarrassed. "There's something... something."

Dong Feng smiled: "Don't be nervous. Since it's time to get off work, you can leave anytime you want."

He asked: "Where are you going? If you're on the way, I'll see you off."

Jiang Qian said politely: "No, Mr. Dong, I made an appointment with a friend. I'll first..."

Dong Feng saw her looking at the time and waved to her without saying anything more.

——

When Jiang Qian arrived, Yang Yu was already there.

He changed out of his police uniform and put on casual casual clothes, an off-white suit, which made him look much softer.

He looks a bit more like Yang Junhuai in high school.

Jiang Qian came over panting, "I went back to get some things. You must have been waiting for a long time."

Yang Yu shook his head, "No."

Jiang Yan took a sip of water, took out a photo from his bag and handed it to him.

In some yellowed photos, Yang Yu knew the three people on them.

This is not the first time he has seen this photo. On the contrary, he has seen it many, many times.

But they were all in Yang Junhuai's room.

In the photo, Jiang Zhen, who is wearing a high ponytail and a long school uniform, stands in the middle.

On both sides are Zhou Ji, who has short chin-level hair and is wearing a short school uniform, and Yang Junhuai, who has a warm and sunny smile.

Yang Junhuai turned his head and looked to the right.

"Cousin is looking at you." Yang Yu said.

Jiang Qian shook his head and corrected him: "Yang Junhuai likes Zhou Ji."

At that youthful and budding age.

Jiang Qian also had a vague impression of Yang Jun, but soon Yang Junhuai told her, "I seem to have fallen in love with her."

The person he was looking at was Zhou Ji.

Jiang Yan felt depressed for a moment, but soon he felt happy because his two best friends liked each other.

She even took the initiative to help him inquire about Zhou Ji's thoughts.

He also protected them in front of the teacher.

No one knew that her good feelings were so hazy that they were popped like bubbles, but now Jiang Yan has told Yang Yu.

Yang Yu was stunned: "You said..."

"The person my cousin likes is... Zhou Ji?"

Jiang Qian: "Yes."

But Jiang Qian felt that an understatement of "like" was not enough to summarize Yang Junhuai's feelings.

That was the first time Jiang Qian understood that a person's feelings can be so intense.

In Yang Yu's questioning and disbelieving eyes, Jiang Qian told him a story.

"When Yang Junhuai first fell ill, he lost twenty-five pounds..."

He is 1.8 meters tall and only weighs a little over 100 pounds. He is so thin that he can no longer hold up the clothes on his body.

At that time, Yang Junhuai was quite optimistic and said to her and Zhou Ji: "It turns out that you can lose weight without losing weight. Don't you envy me?"

When he started undergoing chemotherapy, he began to lose his hair crazily. After a while, only soft and broken hair was left.

The three of them went to the barber shop together to shave their heads with him.

But Yang Junhuai refused.

He just asked his boss to shave his head. The boss was very kind and didn't charge him any money.

The month after his senior year of high school, Yang Junhuai gave up treatment.

I took a group of friends to the beach.

With the sea breeze blowing, he sat on the edge of the reef and let the sea water lap at his feet.

"Jiang Qian." He said: "I have always wanted to marry a cool and sexy girl, but it seems I have no chance."

Jiang Yan's eyes were red, "Then remember her in your next life and don't forget her."

Yang Junhuai smiled, turned his head and looked at the girl behind him with a bright smile, and said, "I will remember it very clearly."

Zhou Ji ran over and pressed on Yang Junhuai's back from behind, "What are you talking about behind my back?"

Yang Junhuai: "I'm talking about future universities."

Zhou Ji sniffed and laughed so heartlessly he said: "I will be a college student from now on. You, a high school student, should get better soon and then go find me, otherwise there are so many good boys in college."

, I might forget you soon."

Yang Junhuai smiled and said nothing.

He thought that was good.

Later, in August, the movie theater screened a movie called "Get Out, Mr. Tumor".

Zhou Ji went to see it alone.

She sat in the movie theater, crying hysterically, attracting a crowd of people in the movie theater to watch.

No one knew why she cried so sadly.

When the staff came to clear the place, they comforted her and asked her what happened.

She cried and called the name "Yang Junhuai".

She walked out of the cinema crying and sat on the roadside crying until late at night.

That was the tenth day after Yang Junhuai left.

Everyone who knew him said, "Heaven is jealous of talented people."

But in the end, all I can say is, "Life and death are destiny."

At the end, the last words Yang Junhuai said while lying on the hospital bed were: "Look, I really only love you in my life."

"At that time, Zhou Ji was not called Zhou Ji." Jiang Qian said to Yang Yu, "I wonder if you have heard Zhou Pandi's name from Yang Junhuai's mouth."

She said: "The name was changed shortly after your cousin passed away. Yang Junhuai once said that he hoped that she would just be herself and live for herself for the rest of her life."

Therefore, Zhou Pandi became Zhou Ji.

One's own self.

Yang Yu was shocked for a long time.

He had seen many photos of the three of them from Yang Junhuai, and at that time it was widely rumored in the school that Yang Junhuai and Jiang Qian were the golden boy. When he knew that his cousin had a girl he loved deeply, he took it as a matter of course.

That person is Jiang Qian.

I never thought that this person would be Zhou Ji.

A big oolong, but——

He looked at Jiang Qian for too long.

already……

"Why are you here?"

Zhou Ji looked at Yang Yu and Jiang Yan suspiciously, "They're not dating, are they?"

Jiang Qian wiped the red corners of his eyes with a tissue, "No."

Zhou Ji frowned: "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
To be continued...