Ji Shiyuan's mind suddenly recalled what he had just said while hugging her tightly in the car, "Then hate and hate first... I will try harder, and you will try harder too, time." Over time, unhappiness will turn into happiness."
Thinking of this, Ji Shiyuan actually felt some pain in his heart, as if being pulled by an invisible thread, and the pain penetrated into his organs, bones and blood.
She knew that she felt sorry for herself back then.
Words like this that wanted to occupy and strive for had been circling in her heart night after night, and had been twisted in her throat again and again. But back then she didn't even have the courage to speak out.
Her heart ached violently again, and she forgot when she put her hand on the window. She didn't hide away, she just stroked the glass quietly and looked at the person downstairs.
Her phone rang.
Ji Shiyuan took it out and looked through it. As expected, Zuo Jin also sent a message.
【Why aren't you sleeping yet? 】
Ji Shiyuan stared at those words for a while, then continued to look under the window while holding the phone in his hand. After a few more seconds, she replied: [I will go to bed soon, please go back. 】
Zuo Jin also received the message, and actually felt that the heat in his heart seemed to have heated up again. This was something he didn't dare to ask for. He didn't even dare to think that she would find him downstairs and find that he hadn't left.
I don't even dare to ask for a reply from her.
So...is it possible that the estrangement between the two people has been resolved and their relationship will heat up?
【Would you like to come down and sit down...】
As soon as Zuo Jin typed these words, he seemed to feel something was wrong, so he deleted them all one by one.
[I miss you a little and want to be close to you and my children...]
This one was also deleted by him.
[Okay, I’ll be obedient and I’ll leave as soon as you enter the house. 】
Ji Shiyuan watched him edit for a while. After receiving this message, he felt quite relaxed. She didn't reply, just silently left the living room and returned to the room.
By pulling the curtain, she told him that she was already in the room. After pulling it, she returned to the bed and got into bed. Sure enough, the text message came in within a few seconds.
[There is a small problem with the curtains in the room. When you have time, I will help you adjust them. I am leaving. 】
Is there a little problem with the curtains?
Ji Shiyuan turned around with her cell phone and stared at the curtains. Finally she realized that this might just be a bad plan of his. Although she didn't look at the decoration of every place in the house, at least she personally inspected every place through video. After that, I can't see anything wrong now.
While Ji Shiyuan was still thinking about his sinister feeling, the text message came in again.
[Yuan'er, sweet dreams, good night. 】
Ji Shiyuan felt a little unspeakable in her heart. After holding up her phone in a daze for a while, she put it down decisively. Sleep on your side facing the window.
In the past, she said the words "sweet dreams" and "good night" to him a lot, and he would reply, but not as frequently as she did.
Now......
Ji Shiyuan didn't know what she was thinking, but it was complicated and hard to describe. Normally, she would have been insomnia all night, but tonight she slept until dawn.
"Mom, get up and get out of bed~~"
"Mom, this fried pancake is so delicious. Why does someone bring us breakfast every day? Is it from Uncle Zuo?"
Ji Shiyuan got dressed and walked to the dining table, taking a piece of fried rice from his daughter. Before he could reply to his daughter, he received a message from Zuo Jinye.
[Don't worry, come down slowly after eating, I'll take you to work on the way. 】
[This is the second day when you are angry. If I do not do well, you correct me in time. I hope to wait until the day when you are happy. But a friendly reminder, when you are happy, maybe my mood will change accordingly. Based on my usual events, I should make things better and more satisfactory.
Good morning, Yuan'er, help me say good morning to my daughter. 】
