Chapter 32: Changing Faces, Attached is a Beautiful Picture of Liang Pemu!

  At night, I felt a chill. So I put on a thick scarf around my shoulders----there are still many clothes that Ji Lian bought for me before, and Su Jinan is also very strange about this. Although he bought this house, he only filled in some necessary living supplies, swept it clean, and didn't touch anything else in the house, including my clothes here, which were all hung neatly in the closet.

  In the past few nights, he had been crouching at my bedside, ready to serve me soup and water at any time. These two days, under my strong request, he finally slept in the next room.

  I couldn't sleep, so I thought of going to our old study and sitting there for a while. There are still a few old photos there that I didn't burn, they're pressed between the bookshelves. I remember them, tonight I especially miss Jilan, so I have to go take a look at him.

  As he walked up to the door of the study, he found that the light inside was on and the door was only slightly ajar.

  I slowly pushed open the door and was met with a shocking scene.

  Su Jinan didn't know when he came, had already opened the photo I wanted to find, looking seriously at me and Ji Luan in the photo, his back appeared particularly lonely and solitary, thin, but also straight.

  I walked over, he didn't expect me to come over either, suddenly turned his head back, I almost suffocated!

  That face is unmistakably Ji Lian!

  "Ji Luan......" I stared at Ji Luan in front of me, and couldn't believe it as I reached out to touch his face.

  At this moment, when I looked at him again, he had already turned into Su Jin'an.

  "Ji Luan! Ji Luan!" I cried out sorrowfully to him, "Don't you want me anymore?"

  "You've got the wrong person, I'm Su Jinan." He said with a sinister tone, but his face showed guilt.

  "It's impossible, you're obviously Ji Luan!" I walked over and hugged him for the first time, taking the initiative. "You are Ji Luan, don't lie to me anymore."

  I didn't expect Su Jinan to coldly push me away. "You've mistaken me for someone else. Take a closer look at me, am I the Ji Lan you're talking about?"

  I lifted my tearful eyes and looked closely at the man in front of me, his slender eyebrows, high nose bridge, deep pupils, and thin lips. He was as handsome as Ji Lian, but it wasn't Ji Lian's face.

  "Who are you?" I stepped back from him and asked again, "You're not Su Jinan."

  He smiled faintly, "Then who am I?"

  "I'm not sure, I don't know who you are, but you can't be the Su Jinan who would put an English book in his backpack. Tell me, who are you?"

  "You're joking, I'm not me, who can I be? Bai Liangpei, aren't you thinking too much about this man, so everyone looks like him?" Su Jinan regained her composure and spoke again with a sharp tongue.

  "You don't have to talk like that, I don't know if you're Ji Luan or not. If you are Ji Luan, then I won't blame you for treating me this way, because I really owe you an apology. But if you are Ji Luan, please tell me..."

  "My crying and pleading didn't make Su Jinan waver at all, he was still as cold as ice. 'The dead cannot be brought back to life. I know your whole story. Let it go, being with me isn't bad either, is it?'"

  I pushed him away fiercely, "If you're not Ji Lian, let's part ways here, can't you just let me go?"

  "It's not Ji Luan, but I also like you." Su Jin'an's mouth corner revealed a mocking smile, as if ridiculing me, and also ridiculing himself.