When Ji Changsongshe died and An Jing became autistic, a system found him and told him that he only had one week left to live.
But it can help him, as long as he captures one person, he can survive.
Ji Changsong was forced to listen to a long list of modifiers.
[He has a cold nature, treats others politely and distantly, and is a flower on a high mountain that cannot be broken.
[But few people know that as long as others show a little kindness to him, he will give everything he has to him honestly——]
"So... Who is he?"
The system slowly gave the answer: [It's Xu Xu.
Ji Changsong:?
Ji Changsong:......
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Ji Changsong originally thought that the system was fooling him.
Until the time of death came, Ji Changsong was sent to the hospital for no reason, and the tip of his nose was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant.
"... Since you can't untie me, it means that we are grasshoppers on the same rope for the time being."
"Give me a year." Ji Changsong looked pale and coughed for a while before saying softly, "If it still doesn't work, forget it."
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[Jcs: Hello, senior Xu Xu. I want to say something to you face to face. I wonder if the senior has time recently?
[Jcs: If the senior agrees, just send an emoticon. Anything is fine. If you don't want to... Just type whatever you want.
After a while, Xu Xu replied: [xx: [What are you talking about. Jpg]]
Ji Changsong: "So does he agree or not?"
[Based on my many years of experience, this is an implicit promise.
During this meeting, Xu Xu's attitude seemed to have softened a bit.
But everything ended after Ji Changsong's confession.
Ji Changsong was on pins and needles waiting to be executed by the man.
After a long time, Xu Xu spoke.
But his voice was a bit hoarse and full of tiredness: "I originally thought you were different from them."
He seemed to laugh.
But Ji Changsong felt inexplicably that he was a little sad.
"Don't contact me again."
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Later, Ji Changsong learned that the so-called coldness was just Xu Xu's protective color.
Peeling off that shell, he has always been a very gentle person.
The long pines reflect the bright sun, and the four seasons are like this, year after year.
Intention: I will teach you how to love people.
