If you were to visualize a memory, what would you choose to label it with?
Yang Xining felt that the memory about Ji Jiachen should be a wind smelling of gardenia.
The gust of wind blew far away, so far that the fragrance was scattered, but it still teased people's heartstrings from time to time.
When the two met for the first time, the first thing Ji Jiachen said was "Classmate, be careful...", And then he saw him passing by with a gust of fragrance in front of him.
Yang Xining thought to himself: It was so dangerous that it almost turned into a "car accident scene" because of his whim.
Meeting each other many years later, the two looked at each other speechlessly but at the same time their eyes were red.
At the end of the story, on an ordinary afternoon, Yang Xining sat in Ji Jiachen's arms and asked the old question again.
"Ji Jiachen, do you love me?"
Ji Jiachen smiled, pressed a kiss on her lips, and said tirelessly and firmly: "I love you!"
Yang Xining looked at him with raised eyebrows.
Ji Jiachen understood the look in her eyes and opened his thin lips lightly, "Probably when you were just a name in my heart, I have already remembered you for many years."
The next second, the pillow in Yang Xining's arms hit him hard on the face, and he feigned anger: "Why don't you just start from when I was still in a relationship..."
Ji Jiachen raised his hand to protect her waist and coaxed softly, "That's not possible. We still have to be rigorous and seek truth from facts."
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The flowering period of gardenia is very long. We have met in the blooming season, but we have never said goodbye properly in the blooming season. Fortunately, the flowers bloom again and we are waiting for reunion...
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