Ji Muhan left the Ji family's gate and got into her car.

I felt a strange tightness in my chest, as if every time I came to the Ji family, I would have this strange feeling, a tightness in my chest, a heavy feeling that made it hard to breathe.

Ding-dong.

My phone rang.

It's a notification sound from WeChat.

Ji Muhan took her phone out of her pocket and saw WeChat notifications in the notification bar.

It was sent by Mo Xiaoqing.

When are you coming back? I'm at your door right now. My legs are about to go numb if you don't come and open the door!

He doesn't even need to unlock it to see the WeChat content.

He calmly glanced at the photo on his phone screen. It was a selfie the little girl had set up last time. He used to be unable to remember people, but now he could almost picture her face with his eyes closed.

He didn't even need to think about what the little girl was thinking; he knew exactly what she was planning. Yet he let her run wild, and even thought that... it seemed pretty good.

Perhaps... this is proof that they were destined to be together...

Marriage… It wasn't that he didn't want to, but they had only recently started dating, and the girl was still a junior in college. She would be starting an internship after the New Year, and marrying her so soon would undoubtedly tie her down. The girl was such a free spirit; if it happened so early…

Let's wait a bit, let her play a little longer...

Ji Muhan thought for a moment, her mind a jumbled mess. Realizing that the little girl was unlikely to wait patiently at the door, she didn't hesitate any longer, stepped on the gas, and drove off.

*

It was half an hour later when Ji Muhan arrived home from the capital. The distance from the capital to Beijing was not far, but fortunately, the weather was too cold during this period, and many people did not want to go out, so most of them stayed at home.

So there wasn't much traffic along the way.

However, it takes time to get home!

He did text her to tell her to go home first, but the little girl waited until he returned.

A person sat on the steps, legs together, arms wrapped around legs, face buried in knees, shrinking into a small figure.

Ji Muhan's heart skipped a beat. The weather here was much colder than in the capital, and the little girl kept running over here.

Today was even more outrageous. She was sitting on the steps. Didn't she know that the ground was cold?

Ji Muhan didn't even have time to think. She swerved the car and parked it steadily in the parking space, then pulled out the key.

With long, slender legs, she got off the bus.

Mo Xiaoqing slowly looked up as Ji Muhan's car headlights flashed, and she saw a tall figure coming towards her against the light.

When Ji Muhan saw her hazy, slightly watery eyes, the nameless anger that had surged up in her heart a second ago vanished without a trace. She asked her, "Asleep?"

Mo Xiaoqing had been waiting so long she was losing her temper. She looked up at him listlessly and complained in a rather resentful tone, "Why are you only coming back now?"

She has no idea how long she has been waiting.

If he doesn't come back soon, she's really going to fall asleep here!

"Get up!"

Before Mo Xiaoqing could move, she felt as if her feet were filled with lead, extremely heavy and unable to move at all. She experienced waves of numbness and pain, which was very uncomfortable.

She subconsciously looked up and asked Ji Muhan for help, her soft, sweet voice carrying a hint of grievance, "My legs are numb, I can't move them."

Ji Muhan sighed softly, "Don't move. If your leg is numb, don't move it around too much at once, or it will hurt even more."

Give me your hand.

A long, beautiful hand with distinct joints was extended in front of her.

Mo Xiaoqing was in a lot of pain at the moment and couldn't care about anything else. She just knew to do whatever Ji Muhan said immediately.

A soft, gentle right hand was placed into Ji Muhan's large hand, and he instinctively squeezed it twice. "Don't move, just move your left foot a little."

Mo Xiaoqing moved her left foot slightly in a small arc.

Ji Muhan patiently instructed her, "Move your right foot again."

When Mo Xiaoqing moved her right foot again, it was noticeably heavier, and she really couldn't stand up anymore, falling straight towards him.

"It's numb, Hanhan, it hurts so much, I can't move."

The little whiny girl is making a big deal out of it again, with an expression that says, "I'm going on strike, I can't take it anymore!"

Ji Muhan sighed softly and said helplessly, "Don't move, hold onto my shoulders."

Mo Xiaoqing didn't dare to delay and immediately did as instructed.

Ji Muhan waited until she placed her hands on her own shoulders before slowly squatting down and using about 80% of her strength to squeeze her legs.

At first, Mo Xiaoqing didn't feel anything because her legs had been squatting for too long and she couldn't feel anything at all, and she couldn't recover in a short time.

About two minutes later, she felt waves of numbness, like an electric current, flowing through her calves, and gradually regained some sensation.

Mo Xiaoqing hissed and couldn't help but reach out to touch Ji Muhan's hand, trying to stop him. "It hurts a little."

Ji Muhan's eyes remained calm. She then shifted to the other side, pinched it a dozen times, and asked in a clear, pleasant voice, "What about this side?"

Mo Xiaoqing replied, "I'm starting to feel it too."

"Then try moving it yourself."

"But I'm afraid of pain; it hurts as soon as I move."

Seeing that she was much better than before, Ji Muhan stopped supporting her, withdrew her hand, and said indifferently, "Take it slow. It's your fault for squatting for so long. You won't get better anytime soon."

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