I Love You Every Time You Play

Zhao Qianhe fits all Jiang Youshu's illusions about his love partner.

Ten-year-olds have limited knowledge of the world, but they are not ignorant. Jiang Youshu has heard many gossips between little girls in the class. It is nothing more than a good-looking girl in the class who is confessed by a boy who can play the piano in the next class. Now, there are male gods who have secret crushes in the first grade, etc. After listening to a lot of gossip, it is inevitable that I will touch a certain string in my heart, so at night I will look at the ceiling and think sweetly about what my Prince Charming will be. people.

Before meeting Zhao Qianhe, the prince charming in Jiang Youshu's mind was just a phantom. She didn't know how to describe the trait that attracted her. Until she came into contact with Zhao Qianhe, the phantom gradually became like Sister Zhao.

She is actually not sure that it is liking, because they are all girls.

She just felt that Sister Qianhe was better than everyone she knew, like a gorgeous dream. Zhao Qianhe is gentle and calm, like warm sea water, which can contain all things in the world, but she is so focused. When she looks at you, you will see a thousand words in those eyes. That is a pair of talking. Eyes, and the words that came out of her two thin lips were so few, but heavy.

Sometimes Xiao Jiang Youshu feels that Zhao Qianhe's serious and meticulous energy is incredible, and sometimes she will be attracted by this attitude.

I can't tell why, she just wanted to stay by Zhao Qianhe's side. She felt very comfortable, like a popsicle held in summer in her hand, just right and refreshing.

Moreover, Sister Qianhe never treated her as an ignorant child. They were equal-Jiang Youshu thought of this term inexplicably.

She likes this feeling, like the person who brings this feeling, she has a hunch that she won't meet another person like this again from now on.

"I know, just like I like my sister, it's not disgusting."

Jiang Youshu said these words, his heart beating like a drum, and he was faintly expecting the response of the other party, and he was also a little nervous.

Sister Qianhe seemed to be startled, and then laughed, not a polite smile, nor a shy smile, but a lighted smile, from the faint fluorescence in the dark night to the day. Qingtian, all the hidden things are illuminated, and she can find all the things she expects in it.

Such strong emotions surprised her.

Yan Anzhen looked at her and said, "Thank you for your love."

She couldn't respond to Xiao Jiang Youshu, because of this identity, because of this wrong time and space.

Her Yuanyuan is still waiting for her to go back.

Jiang Youshu scratched his head, always feeling that he should be disappointed, but he didn't know why he was disappointed, so he had to throw away these strange troubles, took Yan Anzhen's hand, and said with a smile: "I don't care about Xiaotian, I don't bother to quarrel with her. Well, my mother gave me pocket money, and I can treat you to delicious food."

"Okay." Yan Anzhen smiled slightly, watching Jiang Youshu jumping around.

Time passed quietly, like sand grains in the upper layer of an hourglass, falling inevitably to the lower layer, irreversible and unable to go back.

Yan Anzhen and Jiang Youshu spent the entire summer vacation.

Jiang Youshu started school first, and the time spent together between the two was greatly shortened, and the way of getting along changed from having fun unknowingly to Yan Anzhen’s after-school homework tutored by Jiang Youshu. Most of the night, Yan Anzhen stared at her in Jiang Youshu’s room to do her homework and explained the topics for her. Jiang Youshu felt that she was better than all the teachers. She was gentle and patient, and easy to understand. Her liking seemed to be thicker. .

She thought, how could sister Qianhe be such a perfect person in the world.

Jiang Youshu looked up at Yan Anzhen. The warm yellow light of the small table lamp was reflected on her face, half bright and half dark, as if a line was being cut in the middle. The light in the dark place was faintly floating, and the eyes in the bright place. Innocent, she asked: "Sister Qianhe, can you always help me with my homework in the future?"

Yan Anzhen said softly: "I will go to school soon."

Jiang Youshu let out a "ah" and said disappointedly: "Then we have to be separated for a long time."

Yan Anzhen thought for a while and said, "It's actually only four months, but it doesn't matter that Yuanyuan, we will see you again in the future."

Jiang Youshu stretched out his little finger, his eyes bent into crescents, and said, "The hook, you promise that you won't miss the appointment."

The two little fingers hooked together, like their fate.

Yan Anzhen whispered: "We will definitely meet again."

She firmly believed.

Ten days later, it was the day when the original master Zhao Qianhe started school.

Yan Anzhen was carrying a schoolbag and a suitcase. When she was waiting for the elevator, she felt a kind of impending fluctuation. The fluctuation would take her away from this time and space and return to the era where she was. The calm sorrow seemed to be aware of some inevitable fate, so he began to mourn in advance.

Xiao Yuanyuan should still be in class at this time.

It's a pity that I can't say goodbye in person.

Although she spent the short two months with Zhao Qianhe's body, she was very happy to be able to participate in the past time in Jiang Youshu's life.

Stepping out of the elevator, Yan Anzhen found that the weather today was unexpectedly very good. Recently, there has been a continuous light rain, which always arouses people's small irritability and impatience. The rain stopped today, and the sun was hanging brightly in the air, and there was a kind of rain in the air. The smell of the dirt after the weather.

Like a new life.

Yan Anzhen walked out of the lobby of the unit building and stepped into the sunlight outside.

There was a boom.

As if slamming a hammer against her Tianling Gai, Qingming's brain was suddenly dizzy, and the solid ground under her feet seemed to have turned into an ebb and flow of the coast. She couldn't stand and fell straight down, as imagined. Her pain did not strike, she seemed to have fallen into the boundless abyss, and the fear engraved in the bone marrow was like thousands of insects crawling out of her flesh and blood, covering her whole body.

She was bitten and bitten.

She is still falling.

There was a faint whistling wind in my ears, and listening carefully was another palpitating silence.

Unconscious, unable to discern the direction.

Strange, is there such a deep hole in the world.

Yan Anzhen thought, feeling that the bugs had gnawed off most of her body and began to march towards her head.

However, the initial fear gradually weakened, she was afraid of the unknown fate, and now everything has settled.

She will leave eventually.

Suddenly, an extremely severe pain struck, Yan Anzhen’s brain was blank due to this pain, and even her breathing stopped. It was obvious that her body had been chewed off, and she seemed to be able to curl up, arching her back into an incredible angle. With her face buried deep in the darkness, she was breathing heavily. In fact, this was also her imagination-she couldn't find her mouth.

In the endless darkness and the never-ending fall, only pain is real.

ow.

Before her consciousness dissipated, she seemed to hear someone crying. Anyone who heard the cry would be moved and heart-pierced, as if to vomit out all the internal organs.

Who is crying...

Who is calling her name again...

She tried to think of a name, but she couldn't remember it anymore.

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"What did you say?"

Jiang Youshu, wearing a hospital gown, looked at the doctor blankly. She had been in a coma for so many days before waking up. Her illness was not healed, and there must be auditory hallucinations. So she smiled, and the fragile smile appeared on the face that was so pale that he could almost see the blue blood vessels. There was a kind of indescribable weirdness. Her voice was as soft as her breathing: "I may not have heard clearly, you can Say it again?"

The doctor frowned and showed a look of compassion. He thought about the words, and said carefully: "We have done our best... please be sorry."

Now, she couldn't deceive herself anymore.

The car accident took away two people, one was the culprit and the other was her beloved.

She is the only one left in this vast world.

In the next second, Jiang Youshu saw everyone's expressions startled. The doctor closest to her tightened his brows. He looked at her deeply with anxious and helpless eyes. Then she realized that her scream frightened them.

A sharp, miserable, and decisive cry echoed in the corridor.

At this moment, Jiang Youshu seemed to be torn into two halves, half completely lost control, and began to scream, cry, and tugged at his hair, half was extremely calm, like an indifferent bystander, watching this funny farce.

Stomach was surging.

Jiang Youshu found a trash can with only the remaining reason, and when she fell down and held it, she vomited violently, and her nausea made her close her eyes tightly.

She completely lost A Zhen.

"Jiang Jiang! Jiang Jiang!"

As if someone was calling her, she was hugged by someone in the next second, and Ninghao's sad face looked so ethereal and unreal in her teary eyes.

Ning Hao hugged Jiang Youshu and couldn't help comforting her, saying something in her ear.

Jiang Youyu stood behind Ning Hao, looking at her with low eyes, a sad expression on the face that had been frozen for thousands of years.

I don't know when so many people came around.

Jiang Jiang's father, the one who obstructed them, is now caught in a deep fear and happiness. The moment he received the call from the hospital, he realized that he almost lost his beloved daughter. Homosexuality and running away from home have long become unimportant. He only hopes that his daughter can live well, and everything else doesn't matter.

After this change, the dictator was a dozen years old for an instant, his eyes no longer sharp, wrinkles all over his face, he let out a deep breath, extremely tired.

If this is the end, he will raise the white flag early.

After Jiang's father, Jiang Jiang's mother, some of her friends, Chen Xiaoshi, and even Yang Jie all came.

They all looked at her silently, each with the pity that belongs to the bystander, but the concerns in their eyes are also sincere.

Jiang Youshu vomited until the sky was dim, and lost his words.

In a trance, she saw the real Jiang Jiang.

Jiang Jiang stood beside her, his eyes darkened at this moment with joking eyes, sighed, knelt down and patted her shoulder, Jiang Jiang said, "You should go back."

Jiang Youshu can no longer think.

Jiang Jiang stared at her deeply and said word by word: "It's all over, Jiang Youshu."

The author has something to say: If nothing goes wrong, tomorrow should be the final chapter of the text, or it may be the penultimate chapter. It will be HE, it will be HE~