The "home" of the three sisters, and between her and Ding Fei, had inexhaustible trouble.And two kinds of trouble, Josson was also involved in one of them.

But the trouble on both sides was only once, according to the idea of the three sisters, and the last time.

She liked the sense of security that Josson brought, but didn’t want to involve him.For the third sister, Josson is her harbor.

Like now, it is comfortable to be held by Josson.Especially today, he is not on his chest, it is really rare.

“Gentleman, you have a heart.”

“Huh?”

"There must be, for you are radiating melancholy."Since Josson is so serious, the third sister will also be sensational.

“Ha!“Sister, can you ask me a question?”

“Hmm.”

“I know you love Ding Fei, so do you love your brother?”

“Love and not love.”In response, the third sister hugged Josson, which seemed to be tighter.She didn’t know what kind of place Josson was in her heart.

“Your brother, love your sister.But I couldn't get along with her."The world in Qiao Song's mouth refers to birch.

"I'm so beautiful, I'm so jealous."

"Yes, I want to marry her as a daughter-in-law."In front of the third sister, Jossun would say his own thoughts.

“Gentleman, I know what’s your heart?”As he spoke, the third sister also rose from Josun's arms and looked at him with a bad smile.

“Tell me to see.”

“First of all, it has nothing to do with my sister.In the face of her, you are in love.You can be sad, but you can't be bothered."

“Smart.”In the face of the accurate judgment of the three sisters, Jossong gave affirmation.

“Say it!Is it Xu Lin or Chen Jing?”The two women, the three sisters, knew.There are two beautiful women, each with a special character.

She did not know the relationship between Josson and them, but at least she could see that Josson and their feelings were special.

“I can’t say enough.”

"Then I'll tell you a good way."

“Hmm.”

"To whom the comb is your answer."

The third sister's statement, Jossun felt the torrent.Because of this kind of comb, he gave Chen Jing's compensation.

In this way, it is equivalent to the relationship between him and Chen Jing, clearly with his own fate.Think of Josson here, sitting in a chair.

"Gentleman, I have a good way."

“Huh?”

“Don’t think about other women when you’re with your three sisters.Play with me and when you relax, let it be natural.”

Today’s three sisters are exceptionally smart.She always flowed into his heart like a clear spring when Josson was confused.

She used to play with her mouth, which was dirty.To play now is to play.After the two people ate dinner, the third sister drove with Qiao Song to the western mountains of Huaixi City.

“Mountain to me.”

“All right.”

The third sister did not know that Josun had a leg injury, and Josun did not want to tell him.The two held hands and walked together to the top of the mountain.

Contact with nature always makes people happy.And Josson, the third sister such a relatively wave of people, always lack such opportunities to enjoy nature.

But the ghost is bad, and the two of them are not waved today, so Josson is on the mountain.Always stand in the same place with closed eyes and feel the mountains in the autumn wind.

Mountains and people.

When Josson opened his eyes, the three sisters were already in front of him, and they had already left tears.I didn’t ask why, because the three sisters’ faces were moved.

Not because of Josson, he was just a fuse.The third sister was just, in this mountain forest, moved by some inexplicable emotion.

After saying goodbye to the three sisters, it was already evening.Sitting at the foot of the mountain, Jossun did not get up for a long time.The kilometer or so of the mountain was already overloaded for his knees.

Because he didn't want to worry about his sister, he kept gritting his teeth.Now he can only face it alone.There was no car around, and Josson estimated that it would be difficult for him to get out.

Pick up the phone and call Wang Hui, he is eating with Han Xin.Don't want to disturb them, after a few words of casual chat, Josson hung up the phone.

This will allow him to make a phone call to Chen Jing, Xu Lin, and even Liu Zisu.You can solve the dilemma in front of you, but Josson doesn't want to.

In the midst of the demon, he called the birch phone.It was the first contact between the two since the autumn rains of that day.

“Josson.”

He heard the familiar tone of the phone.Holding the phone, for a long time, he didn’t know what to say.And the birch there was waiting for him.

I don't know how long it took for the sun to turn into night.Xishan is far away on the outskirts of Huaixi, and when Josson, holding his mobile phone, looked up, he saw a flashing starlight on his head.

"I remember you used to have a beautiful comb."Finally, Josh said the first thing.

“Well, the wood.”

“Is it expensive?”

“It is expensive.”

When asked the known answer, Josson hung up the phone.The fate is strange, in a long time ago, Josong in the face of Chen quietly, a comb fell.It was because of the idea that the birch that had broken up with him soon.

And because of that fate after more than five years, now he has the same expensive comb in his pocket, to give Chen Jing as a gift of apology.

But the third sister told him who the comb was given to him, and who was the answer.Before that, Josson would say to Chen Jing, himself and Xu Lin.

After a while, Bai Hua sent him a text message: "How, to give your three sisters, a very expensive comb?"

"Yes, she is my companion in life."

"If you need me, I'll give you the comb."

“No.”

She gave her three sisters, but she didn’t want it.So Josson used her as an excuse again, with some guilt.

“Give my comb to those who accompany you, and it will be my blessing.”

Looking at this text message of the birch, Josson did not reply.Take the ex-girlfriend's things and give them to their future women, is there anything more bullscrat under the world?

Yes.

When Josong woke up in the autumn winding head at the foot of the mountain, he called a net about the car and sent him back to the rental house.

When the light was on, the house, which had not been visited by a woman for a long time, was clean and tidy again.On the table, there is a comb of agarwood.

Very familiar, do not think much, Josson knows who left.This is the blessing of the birch.

Josson wanted to take the comb, find the birch, and put it in her hand.Not to give it back, but to send it.Because...

“The fuck!”Give yourself a word, Jossun put the birch comb, put on his pillow.

In any case, she would not give this comb to Chen Jing.Because she hates the most, as a birch substitute.

Good luck, or affection!Josson had already made a decision, and the sixteen-year-old comb in his pocket would be given to Chen Jing the next day.