If Mr. Jiang and I Could Still Be Together

Being dragged to a remote grove by Jiang Beizhi, my heart didn't waver at all, and I even thought about what he was doing. Lu Nanju: Mr. Jiang, do you like me? Jiangbei Zhi: Yeah Lu Nanju: OK, I agree. He was pulled by Jiang Bei Zhi to a remote grove. He wanted to break free from his hand in a panic and leave, but Jiang Bei Zhi's hold was very tight and he couldn't leave. Lu Nanju: Mr. Jiang, do you want to break up with me? I wanted to hear the other party's rebuttal, but all I got was silence and a silent smile. Lu Nanju: OK This time, the communication with Jiang Beizhi was not in that remote grove, but at Mr. Jiang's wedding. His wife was very beautiful and gentle, and she seemed to love him as much as I did. The man was still standing straight in front of me as before, without saying a word. Lu Nanju: Yes, Mr. Jiang, you will be the first to get married. Happy wedding. He still stood in front of me without saying a word and looked straight at me. The familiar gaze made me panic and tears almost fell down. I turned around and left before it was too late, before I could leave now. Jiangbei Zhi: Don't leave Just two words like that made me stop. Lu Nanju: OK The last time I saw Jiang Beizhi was at his funeral. He was lying in a cold coffin, lying alone inside. Everyone said that Jiang Beizhi was as big as an iceberg and had few friends, but he was afraid that no one would accompany him. Lu Nanju: Mr. Jiang, are you waiting for me to accompany you? He was holding Mr. Jiang's notebook in his hand, and the paper was wet with tears. It said, Lu Nanju, you are not allowed to make your own decisions to accompany me after I pass away. Lu Nanju: Mr. Jiang, what should I do? I don't want to promise you this time.