I Caged By Stranger

Ji Jingcheng is also distressed. How can you have no home? My home is your home.

"Come home with me." These two days, she once again heard this sentence, different people said, also different feelings, looked up at Ji Jing City.

No, can't believe him again, "that is your home, not mine, where there are no relatives of mine, how can it be regarded as home?" She doesn't even want to admit her only mother now.

Feel no one love themselves, good aggrieved, good sad.

Ji Jingcheng also saw the tears in her eyes, he did not know how to comfort others, even the people he liked did not know how to comfort.

"No, you have a home. My home is your home." What he said was so serious, but didn't he think it was too late for him to say so?

"What's more, as I said, when Meng ran didn't wake up, you had to stay there all the time. At that time, it was your choice." Ji Jingcheng said such a fatal word.

Not to explain, not to apologize, not to comfort, but not to choose for their own choice.

Now even let her stay in his side is so difficult, clearly like, but has been hurt, clearly belong to their own, see to give up.

Sorry, Meng ran, I can't give it to you now. Ji Jingcheng is determined.

He doesn't say, Cheng song song song almost forget, yes, Meng ran hasn't woken up, is his heart still there? Promise that he will wait for him to wake up that promise, will, fulfill?

Now it seems to be nonsense.

"OK, go back." Cheng song song's mouth was dry to overflow with sour taste. Seeing that she was finally willing to agree, she did not say anything anymore. She misunderstood him and left the company with Ji Jingcheng and got on the bus.

Cheng song song seems to think of something, oh, the gift, from the bag out of the exquisite box, give it back to Ji Jingcheng.

"It's a gift that hasn't been sent out. It's not broken. I'll give it back to you."

Ji Jing city looked at it, "can't you tell me so clearly? I'll give you something. Why can't you take it He was angry again.

Liu Jie is also scared, the president has never roared so loud, Miss process, is to return to the end?

"No, it's not for my money. Even if I send it out, I'll pay you back. What's more, if I don't send it out, I'll give it back to you."

Although frightened, Cheng song song still quickly finished speaking, seized a hand of Ji Jingcheng and handed it to him properly.

This is her second contact with herself today. Ji Jingcheng said at that moment, "just like you are holding me now, I will hold you like you."

Cheng song song didn't want to understand what it meant and let go of his hand.

"Now that I've let go of your hand, you'll let go of me. I can understand that, right?"

"No, I just hold it more tightly."

Ji Jing City said, in turn, holding her hand that she had not completely extended, "just like this." He gave an example, but he didn't let go.

"Hiss, you hold my hand, and it's like this. If you hold my hand, I'll hurt. Will you continue?" I don't know why. I said a very strange topic.

Although strange, but every sentence with a serious, driving Liu Jie can not understand their topic, a face confused, in the end what he is saying, how can he not understand a word?

"Yes, I will continue until you feel that it's not just about pain." Ji Jingcheng know she hurt, loose, still did not let go.

Cheng song song took the opportunity to retract his hand, "well, now, can you guarantee when you will hold it?"

"For a lifetime."

Wait for him to say this sentence, Cheng song song face capital don't believe, a lifetime? Forget it, just like yesterday. If it's a lifetime, yesterday won't do that.

Now let me believe you, really can not do, Cheng song song song did not speak, so, the topic closed, a lifetime, a restless and untrustworthy answer.

What do you want to do? Comfort yourself?

Now you don't even want to tell me that you don't want to tell me so much, so you don't want to believe me.

Ji Jingcheng pinches the box and throws it out of the car window. Cheng song song only takes a look at it. Anyway, he has already returned it to him. It has nothing to do with whether he throws or stays.

These words, Liu Jie naturally heard, just the president really serious terrible, do not know where they make.

Back to Ji's home, no one has spoken to anyone. Obviously, they are so close to each other. However, no one is willing to stir up a topic to reconcile.

Ji Yurou had been waiting at home early in the morning, waiting to spread out her hand and ask Cheng song song song for her birthday present, so as to make things difficult for her. She stopped Cheng song song song and put his brother upstairs.

Without the second mother and father-in-law, the room seemed empty.

Ji Jing City did not say anything, also did not ask, straight to the upstairs. I give you the promise, you may not believe, but you have no right to prevent me from fulfilling."I'm sorry, I didn't prepare your birthday present. Next time, I'll forget it this time." Before she asked, Cheng Song said it himself.

Finish speaking, with the right strength to pull away the hand of season Yurou, also walked upstairs.

Leave Ji Yurou alone, no, Cheng song song. Is this giving me a look? This is her home at least. Cheng song song is an outsider. If her brother didn't live for her, she would not be as good as an outsider.

"Well, I'll make it hard for you." Season rain soft gas straight stomp.

Cheng song song stopped and said to the angry Ji Yurou, "it's not the first time I've done this to me, has it?"

Then she continued to go up, and now she can say that there is no need to be afraid of her means. Anyway, she has suffered, and her heart is no longer so vulnerable.

"Well, wait, you wait for me to see how long you can laugh!" Ji Yurou stares at Cheng song song who goes upstairs. She goes to the living room, picks up her mobile phone and dials Xu Yingying's phone number, "Yo, where's the wind today..."

Song Ji couldn't believe it when he came back to the room. Fortunately, he was still touching the door, but he could not believe it

She rushed to take a bath, hands and feet are not dry on the bed, opened the mobile phone.

What a coincidence, immediately a message came in, "what's the plan for tomorrow?" It's from Gaoshan Shaolin Temple. It's strange. Why does he always have such a tepid tone and feel cold every time.

Cheng song song also seconds back, "President welfare two-day tour." Coupled with a crying expression, it represents her mood.

"Not good. There's no work, and there's fun." The other side sent an expression of incomprehension.

"Not good."

She waited and so on. After sending this sentence, she did not have the following. Alas, she was just a netizen. She didn't even know whether he was a man or a woman, what his name was and where he lived, except that his online name was "Gaoshan Shaolin Temple".