Studying medicine can't save President Ji

Guan Shanyue ran back to the room, sat by the door, and the surroundings became quiet, she didn't turn on the lights, only the dim street lights coming through the window were as dim as oil-soaked paper.

She sighed softly, and said that again.The sigh broke the silent room, and she seemed to hear her restless heartbeat, like stars twinkling in the dark night.

In a haze, she saw the clay puppy with a corner missing. She dropped that corner. Last year, when she was 15 years old, she realized that she would not come back.

Her eyes fell on the box containing the clothes again. Last time she heard that it was not her birthday, so she didn't give it away.

She counted with her fingers, four days after the 28th, that is June 6st, ha, her birthday is on Children's Day!It doesn't fit her temperament at all.

Her temperament.

Her fingers were intertwined, and suddenly loosened again.

She thought of Guan Canghai's serious work, expressionless, stern, lazy like a leopard, gentle while studying, and teasing and not serious.

She also always looks very busy, but she is always there for her whenever she is needed, except, of course, six years ago.

She is usually fierce and cold, but she can barely be regarded as someone who cares about her. She suddenly thought, what is Guan Canghai's ideal?What is her surname if she is not surnamed Guan?

She felt that Guan Canghai was not very happy to be the president of her father's company.

And she is not the same as the domineering president written in the novel, she will not smile evilly or show her eight-pack abs, she will not ridicule three points, three points indifferent and four points careless, she will only process data in front of the computer all day long, call It's always ringing.

Although she thinks Guan Canghai looks good when he is serious about his work, he is also sitting on the sofa, with slightly curly long hair draped over his shoulders, and his slender fingers push the glasses from time to time. marks, like chopsticks stuck in water.

Her memories gradually became more detailed. Guan Canghai never taught her to study hard at length. She would always study around eleven o'clock, and she would take off her glasses at that time.

Sometimes it is nestled comfortably on the sofa, like a little leopard.

Sometimes I stare at the pages of the book intently, and from time to time I pick up a pen to write something in the notebook.

Sometimes she would hold tea, the mist would cover her face when she stirred the teaspoon, the book was covered on the white coffee table, and the whole piece of white marble was her bookmark.

She is always unhurried in doing things, and seems to have a solution to everything she encounters. She is completely a reliable big sister image, which makes people unconsciously attached to her, but she also has moments of vulnerability.

She still remembered that night of thunderstorm, Guan Canghai lay sideways beside her, amidst the sound of thunder, she pretended to fall asleep, but in fact she was about to be immersed in the smell of cedar on her body.

Guan Canghai was quiet, so she opened her eyes quietly, and glanced at her sleeping face. Her eyelashes were very long, and her slightly raised eyes were closed.

Only then did she realize that on her eyelids, near the base of her nose, there were two small moles, one on the left and one on the right facing each other, like decorations.

Usually she always looks up at her and can't see her eyes clearly.She is so good looking.

The thunder sounded again, and in a daze, she suddenly felt that Guan Canghai seemed to be getting closer, as if she could hear her breathing, she stretched out her hand to hug her gently, and buried her in her neck, her long hair was like a feather The same is wrapped around her chin, and the warm breath circles her neck, itching.

It's not like a leopard, but more like a domestic cat.

Her heartbeat was slow and fast, she didn't dare to move, and she didn't want to move, she forced herself to calm down, for fear that her beating heart would disturb her.

today.She looks angry.Also very nice.

Guan Shanyue was buried between her knees, the stars began to flicker restlessly again, she stared blankly at the floor.

But have other people seen it?

Would she smile like that in front of other people?Has she ever held someone's hand?Has she ever hugged anyone like that?Does the smell of pine on her bypass others?Will those two small moles between her eyes be spotted in front of others?

She thought sullenly, not wanting others to see it too.

She buried her knees even lower, but why?

She's not mine alone.she thinks.She is already 25 years old, she already has her own life and her own world, and she is definitely not afraid of not having friends or someone she likes.

Has anyone ever taught her how to live?What was she thinking when she was 16?What kind of person does she like?

Certainly not me.

My grades were poor, my temper was bad, I couldn't do housework, and I never spoke well.

I made up all the essays, no one gave me an umbrella, no one brought me to the hospital when I had a fever, I don’t know if their hair is gray, and I don’t know if I should study hard to repay them.

I haven't finished an assignment by myself, nor have I cried and ate the bread in my hand, and the people around me are talking about irrelevant things.

She said that the past is the past, but when I finished reading and grew up, I was no longer on the same level as her.

But I have been very lucky, at least I have held her hand and seen her eyes.It's still sad though.

The more I thought about it, the more sour I felt, and I couldn't help but shed tears, dripping coolly on my legs. Amidst the shallow sobs, I suddenly heard the doorknob being pushed open, and someone outside pushed the door, but it didn't open.

She began to be restless again, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sulking. When she didn't come, she missed her very much, and when she came, she wanted to be angry with her.

Guan Shanyue leaned against the door and said in a muffled voice, "What are you doing?"

Guan Canghai seemed sad when she heard her dull voice coming through the door.

Why are adolescent children so changeable in mood, blushing for a while and crying for a while.

"What are you doing? Open the door."

She wanted to sulk with a straight face, but when she heard her voice, she couldn't help but want to see her.

"You don't come in."

"Then you come out," she said.

"I don't want to see you!" Guan Shanyue choked up again with duplicity.

"Why don't you want to see me?" Her voice was closer, through the door, she seemed to be half-squatting, like a white bird that landed by chance.

"Because you're annoying!"

"What do I hate?"

"You hate everything!" It doesn't matter if you smile at others, if you are too pretty, if you come back after six years, or if you don't like me.

She widened her eyes.

"Then listen to my voice?" She rarely said softly.

"I don't want it either." It's fine if you don't like me.

There was silence on the other side of the door, and there was no sound for a while.She thought she was gone and wanted to cry again.

When will the restless heart stop.I seem to have grown up.

She tried her best to stop her breathless sobs, wiped her tears indiscriminately, couldn't help opening the door, and poked her head out.

Guan Canghai lifted her out of the door like a chicken, her vision blurred, the lights in the corridor were a bit dazzling, but her vision was covered by her figure, and she wanted to run away in fright.

Guan Canghai tightly circled her, grabbed her hand and pressed it against the wall, lowered his head slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

Her teary eyes were covered by the smell of pine trees, that delicate face was close at hand, those dark eyes were looking straight at her, and they were so close that she could hear her breathing.

She was taller than her, but she didn't have a sense of oppression. Instead, her eyes met ambiguously after being rescued from falling into the water. Soft.

Her eye circles were red, and she avoided her gaze, only daring to land on her shoulders.

"Guan...guan," she was originally going to say what's the matter with you, "What's the matter with Guan Canghai?"

When this incident happened in the company, she was still fine, but she lost her temper first.

"Did I scare you?" Guan Canghai wanted to stabilize her mood as soon as possible, so she had no choice but to guess what the young man was thinking.

She raised her head suddenly, like a little tiger baring her teeth, "You didn't!"

"Why are you so fierce?" Guan Canghai actually showed some grievances, "Then why are you crying?"

Guan Shanyue didn't know the fragility she deliberately showed, seeing her face so close at hand, couldn't help trembling in her heart, and avoided her sight again.

You are so beautiful, I am afraid that you will be snatched away by others.

She opened her mouth, unable to speak, the heat from her body was like the sunlight that cannot be avoided in summer.

But I know that you don't like me at all.

"I……"

"I don't know." She lied.

Guan Canghai circled her, she avoided her gaze, her long black hair rubbed against the snow-white wall, spreading out a few traces like shreds of tobacco.

Her eyelashes were also stained with tears, sticking together one by one, drooping pitifully, and the red eye circles seemed to be bullied so hard that they dared to shed a few tears tremblingly.

Guan Canghai felt her temperature, and his heart trembled. He usually wanted to bully her even more when he saw her tears, but this time he felt a little helpless.

But she just reached out and rubbed the corners of her reddened eyes lightly, and said softly:

"Don't cry if you have anything to do."

"Would you like to talk to me?"

She heard her soft voice, like a cold and hard shell revealing the softest inside, the eyes touched by her were slightly closed, and the tears hanging on the long eyelashes did not fall.

"I didn't cry."

"Don't lie to me." Her voice became softer, as if coaxing her to speak.

But I don't want to lie to you.

Her poor little cat eyes finally looked at her, shining with the confusion and hope of the morning fog.

Are you also like me.

"I..." The courage she summoned was drowned in her eyes again.

"I'm not a child anymore. Guan Canghai."

Guan Canghai saw that she raised her head, her clear and pure face showed faint nervousness, and also had the childishness that is only shown on young people, mixed with obedience and purity.

Guan Shanyue raised her hand and quietly held her by the corner of her clothes, as if she was holding her hand like this.

She looked down into her kitten-like eyes, and the emotions that couldn't be hidden were overwhelming.

She smiled suddenly, "When I was a child, I would always be seen through when I lied, and I was never obedient and unlovable. When I was 16, I was as dazed as you, but my parents believed that there would be times when the wind and the waves broke through. "

Hang the clouds and sail directly to the sea.

"My name is Ji Canghai."

Her star was restless again, she was in pain and joy.

She is 16 years old, as if she is confessing.

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I'm not a kid anymore, I can flirt with my sister

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