In the past and present life, no matter what, the most important thing in Jing Jian’s mind is Zhao Xia. Maybe there is no love, but only this relative can admit this one, and that kind of relationship has become completely unforgettable.

Therefore, at this time, Jing Jian only wanted to consider Zhao Xia and wanted to do her good. However, he was divided into two places and could not communicate fully in the letter, so the two of them had a huge misunderstanding. It was very sad that communication was not smooth in this era. Maybe in the future, it would take 1 or 2 hours to talk on the phone, but now it is impossible.

The memories of Jing Jian’s previous life, the guilt towards Zhao Xia, led to the initiative to break up, so the torn crack became deeper and bigger. The spare regret, at least now.

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There is still a long way to go before his home, but the road is quite easy to walk. Although there are no street lights, the moonlight is still bright. Jing Jian took out a cigarette and lit it, but suddenly a rapid bicycle ringtone sounded behind him.

"Jing Jian, why are you here?" Jing Jian turned around and saw Wei Yingzhi jumping off the bicycle with sweat on her face. On the back of the bicycle, there was a pile of study materials. On the cover of the information, there was a girl smiling in a wheelchair.

Jing Jian quickly took the handlebars very gentlemanly, pushed the car and asked with a smile: "Are you still wild outside?"

"You are the poor." Wei Yingzhi smiled and took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead. "It was too late for the meeting in the area and I missed the car, so I had to borrow a bicycle to come back."

"Why is no one pitying the beauty?" Jing Jian smiled and joked. Maybe he became more and more familiar with each other day. Facing Wei Yingzhi, Jing Jian's words became more and more casual. "Just bear it so much? Let our Teacher Wei be a cow or a horse?" Jing Jian was a little troublesome, and the "core values" in the back seat were really heavy.

"Be serious, I ignore you." Wei Yingzhi's tone of speaking seemed to be acting coquettish no matter how she sounded.

Jing Jian didn't pay attention and laughed and said, "Hehe, okay, serious."

After walking a few steps, Wei Yingzhi's heart suddenly became a little blocked. Looking at Jing Jian's back, biting her lip, she suddenly said, "Xiao Jian, can you stop doing this in the future?"

"Hmm? How about it?" Jing Jian looked at Wei Yingzhi in confusion. Did he make her angry just now? Shouldn't it be? Wei Yingzhi wouldn't be so stingy? Seeing Wei Yingzhi's face was entangled and twisting her handkerchief with both hands, Jing Jian said with concern, "Sorry. Are you... okay?"

Wei Yingzhi's face became even more entangled. After holding it in for a while, she couldn't help but: "It's not me, I'm talking about you. Xiao Jian, when do you want to wear a mask? You laugh every day and laugh at me. Why don't you say anything about it openly?"

"What do you mean?" Jing Jianwei was very surprised. He didn't expect that Wei Yingzhi was actually caring about him. But why was this sudden concern a little bit inexplicable?

Wei Yingzhi took a deep breath, as if she mustered up all her courage and was about to give it a try: "It's a friend, I've long wanted to find an opportunity to persuade you. You don't seem to care about anything, but you have many things in your heart. Holding it hurts your body, avoiding it will not solve any problems."

After hearing a few words, Jing Jian understood that Wei Yingzhi's misunderstanding seemed to be getting deeper and deeper. Although he was a little amused, he also reflected on it. It had been several months since he was reborn, and he seemed to have not fully integrated, as if he was looking down at the world like a bystander. And such a closeness and separation had already made Wei Yingzhi notice it.

Wei Yingzhi was a little aggrieved. She regretted saying those words. She was a big girl, who was not Jing Jian? Why do you say these? Why... But I really couldn't help it! I peeked at Jing Jian and found that he was thinking. Wei Yingzhi felt even more angry: "Who are you showing this to? Are you not worried about your family?"

"Do you have family members?" Jing Jian shouted excitedly. He found that he was a little out of control and squeezed out a smile at Wei Yingzhi, "I'm sorry."

The two walked silently, and the surroundings were quiet. Jing Jian finally sighed and broke the silence: "My old man escaped, and I became a loser from the second generation of officials. The army was discharged and the future was ruined. My father-in-law's family didn't like it, and I wanted to regret this marriage. My wife studied in the capital and basically stayed in the city. She didn't know what happened in the future. She would probably break up. It was a failure, right? Hehe. It was ridiculous, really ridiculous."

Wei Yingzhi looked at Jing Jian again and listened quietly. Although there were some new words, she could understand them. Suddenly, she was a little surprised, as if she was an illusion, and found that Jing Jian's warm eyes contained the wildness and rebelliousness.

"I said to Sister Wei, you underestimated a man's heart. Back then, bullets and shrapnel were flying in front of me. It was purely luck. The comrades around me lie down one by one, and the shells flew by, and some of them were blown to pieces. The injured were screaming and the sacrificed ones left nothing. Isn't I still happy compared to them? As for those broken things? Think about how old I am? Eighteen years and ten months old. The road of life is just beginning to go, who cares about how many wounds there are on your body?"

Wei Yingzhi's eyes gradually became brighter, she felt a little embarrassed and had nothing to say: "Have you really been on the battlefield?"

Jing Jian was so happy that the elder sister was not concerned about it. She smiled slightly: "So don't worry about me. There are so many ups and downs, it's really no big deal."

"I'm sorry!" Wei Yingzhi's pretty face turned slightly red.

Jing Jian returned to his polite state: "Don't go on, we don't need to be so polite. You say sorry, I'm sorry, continue to be so polite. If you are not careful, you may be a wedding?"

"Hate!" Wei Yingzhi protested weakly. Looking at Jing Jian's figure beside her, she felt as if she was getting taller and taller.

Jing Jian turned around and smiled, but suddenly found that in Wei Yingzhi's eyes, there was a kind of familiar, blurred light flashing. Jing Jian suddenly woke up. What's going on? Why did he bring the bad habits of his previous life and habitually tease those innocent girls? He quickly changed the topic: "I went to Fang Ya's house today, and I was so fucked up, and finally made up for it..."

Listening to Jing Jian's silence, Wei Yingzhi was already flying out of the sky. She bit her lower lip, secretly hating her incompetence. The courage she had just plucked up seemed to be unable to gather...

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