A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

Back at the coffee shop, He Jichen had not walked back to his place. There was a short waiter who ran to him and said apologetically, "Sorry, I am sorry, we are going to close, and today is New Year's Eve , So, look, can you trouble you to settle the account now?"

He Jichen gently knocked his head away, said nothing, took out his wallet from his pocket, and drew two red banknotes to the waiter.

"A total of 168 yuan, change..."

The waiter's words, before he finished, He Jichen said lightly: "No need."

Then he stooped, picked up the computer, and walked toward the cafe door.

Before He Jichen pushed the door open, the door of the female bathroom was opened, and Ji Yi and Tang Huahua walked out one after the other.

Tang Huahua: "Xiao Yi, I want to buy a cup of hot chocolate. Do you want to drink it?"

He Jichen raised his hand and pushed the door in a sudden motion, but instead of turning around to look back, he remained silent for two seconds and continued to open the door and walked out.

Ji Yi shook his head at the Tang paintings, "No more."

After speaking, Ji Yi pointed to the position next to him: "I'll go there and wait for you."

"Okay." Hearing Tang's response, Ji Yi turned around and walked towards the place where she had just pointed. She walked no more than two steps. The afterglow of her eyes, with a familiar figure, flashed away.

Ji Yi seemed to be acupunctured and stopped suddenly.

She turned her head subconsciously and looked towards the cafe door, where there was no one.

Is it that she has hallucinations?

Ji Yi frowned, pulling her gaze back from the door, but she was just about to lift her foot and continue her steps. The figure that passed her eyes appeared again in her mind.

If it is really an illusion, why is the picture so real?

"Xiao Yi, do you want to eat yellow peach cake..." Tang Huahua, who checked out, asked Ji Yi.

Ji Yi ignored Tang's paintings and stood still, standing still.

"Xiao Yi?" Tang Huahua noticed something was wrong and spoke again.

Ji Yi didn't even look at Tang's paintings. He turned around the next second and ran towards the door.

Pushing the door open, the cold wind rushed head-on.

Her coat was held by Tang Huahua, and she only wore a thin sweater, and she shivered in a cold moment.

But she didn't seem to feel it, and then rushed to the street, looking left and right.

In the capital of New Year's Eve, there are few vehicles on the streets, and even pedestrians are rare.

The whole street was empty, except for her alone, and the two or three private cars that were occasionally swept past, there was nothing else.

"Xiao Yi!" Tang's paintings hurried out from the cafe.

Just like in the coffee shop, Ji Yi still didn't respond to her words, just kept turning her head and looking around. Until Tang painting painted a thick coat over her, she slowly turned her head. , Looked at Tang paintings.

Tang Huahua asked: "What happened? What happened?"

Ji Yi shook his head: "Maybe I was wrong."

"What's wrong?" Tang Huahua asked again.

Ji Yi didn't speak, stepped forward, and walked towards the cafe.

When passing the entrance of the cafe, Ji Yi once again saw the figure passing by her eyes. She suddenly stopped and turned to look at the street behind her. She still didn't see it. The familiar and seductive Figure...