He was once a top-tier assassin, an existence that even international police feared. Now, he's the small owner of a dry-cleaning shop.
To take care of his younger brother and sister, whom...
After opening the door, Hai Mingyue turned on the living room light. "Come in, there are slippers by the door, you can change into them. I'll go change my clothes." After Hai Mingyue finished speaking, she went into her bedroom. Li Jia changed into slippers that were much too small, and then went to sit on the large sofa in the living room and looked around at the furnishings of the house.
Li Jia glanced at Hai Mingyue's place and the word "classical" popped into her mind. It was decorated in a completely Chinese style. The most distinctive feature of the living room was the two rows of bookshelves next to the huge floor-to-ceiling window. The antique bookshelves were filled with books. Apart from the sofa, which was a more traditional style, everything else in the living room was completely in the most traditional Chinese style.
As Li Jia was wondering why this sofa wasn't a large wooden chair, Hai Mingyue came out of the bedroom. Hai Mingyue had changed into a white loungewear outfit and was wearing a pair of cute cartoon slippers, her fair toes peeking out into the air.
"Is it strange that there's such a sofa?" Hai Mingyue sat down next to Li Jia and then picked up a round cushion and put it in her lap.
“Yes, this room shouldn’t have a sofa like this,” Li Jia replied, glancing at Hai Mingyue, whose expression still looked unnatural.
"That's because I like to lie on the sofa when I watch TV. I got rid of the old rattan chairs because they were Dad's treasures, so they were put in the storeroom. This sofa is my territory, my domain. I spend more time on it at home than in bed." After Hai Mingyue finished speaking, she picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and started watching a late-night soap opera.
After a long pause, Hai Mingyue looked at Li Jia and said softly, "Thank you for today's matter..." Then she turned back to watching TV. Li Jia, also watching TV intently, replied softly, "It's alright. Although I'm not a hero like your older brother, I can still protect you."
"Hmm...watch TV with me for a while, I...don't like...sleeping, that feeling...is very uncomfortable." After Hai Mingyue finished speaking, she moved closer to Li Jia, her eyes fixed on the TV. After a while, she began to feel sleepy. Hai Mingyue's behavior gave Li Jia a deeper understanding of her. Even if a woman is strong, after someone touches her most vulnerable part, she is still a woman. Jia Baoyu was right, women are all made of water.
The boring TV series kept playing one episode after another. Hai Mingyue had already collapsed on the sofa, her head resting on Li Jia's lap, hugging a cushion, her body curled up, and a trace of pain flashed across her beautiful face from time to time.
Looking at Hai Mingyue, who was already fast asleep, Li Jia felt a surge of affection. She reached out and gently brushed the stray hairs from Hai Mingyue's cheeks behind her head. Seeing Hai Mingyue's relaxed face, Li Jia turned the TV volume to mute and simply leaned back on the sofa to watch the subtitled TV program.
The next morning, when Hai Mingyue opened her eyes, she saw a glass of warm milk on the coffee table, with a note underneath: "Drink some milk in the morning, it's good for your skin. Cheer up, nothing is truly unforgettable." It was signed Li Jia!