Chapter 192 Give Her a Private Number
His own phone vibrated in his pocket.
After doing all this, he returned the phone to her.
"This is my home number," he explained. "You can call this directly anytime. Don't worry if I'm busy."
The phone returned to Xu Yueqing's hand, and the screen was still on.
She slid her finger across and saw the newly saved contact, Ji Bingqian.
My heart seemed to be gently bumped by something.
Home number, this is different from work number.
She suppressed the inexplicable feeling and nodded at him, "Okay."
Ji Bingqian's gaze shifted from her face to the almost finished midnight snacks on the table. The box of stinky tofu had already gone cold.
"Hurry up and finish eating," he said, his voice slowing down considerably. "Go to bed early after eating."
No one spoke after that, but the atmosphere in the room became much more relaxed.
After the midnight snack, the aroma of food was still lingering in the air.
Xu Yueqing stood up and wanted to clear the lunch boxes on the table.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, Ji Bingqian held it down.
His warm palm rested on the back of her hand, causing her fingertips to curl subconsciously.
"I can do it," Ji Bingqian said in a flat voice, "You go wash up."
Xu Yueqing was stunned for a moment. She was not used to being taken care of like this and shook her head.
"Hurry up, both of you." She curled her lips and smiled faintly.
Ji Bingqian looked at her for a few seconds, said nothing, and let go of her hand.
Xu Yueqing deftly put the garbage on the table into the bag, while Ji Bingqian picked up two water cups and walked into the kitchen.
The kitchen is open.
Xu Yueqing occasionally looked up and could see Ji Bingqian's back standing in front of the sink.
He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong forearms, and was rinsing the cup with his head lowered, concentrating.
The sound of flowing water is particularly clear in the quiet night.
This picture is a bit unreal.
One was tidying up and the other was washing. The only sound in the kitchen was the sound of water splashing, occasionally mixed with the rustling of plastic bags.
Xu Yueqing looked at Ji Bingqian's back, and this feeling was really a bit like living life.
This thought made her pause in picking up the garbage.
Jiang Chejin's impatient face suddenly flashed through my mind.
It was also winter, she had a high fever, her hands were in the biting cold water, and there were bowls piled up in the pool.
Jiang Chejin would never help her.
He can only give orders like a big boss.
The coldness seemed to penetrate back through her fingertips, making her heart feel a little stuffy.
"I'm done."
Ji Bingqian's voice brought her back. When she came to her senses, the garbage bag in her hand had been tied.
He wiped his hands dry and held them out to her, "Give me the trash."
"Let's go together."
Ji Bingqian nodded.
The two men went downstairs carrying garbage bags.
The trash can in the community is a bit far away, and you have to cross a small path lined with sycamore trees.
It was late at night and everything was quiet except for the sound of two people's footsteps.
The sky is nice tonight, and the stars are very bright, each one seems to be nailed to the sky.
Xu Yueqing looked up, and the chaotic emotions in her heart seemed to be blown away by the night wind.
She was lost in thought when Ji Bingqian beside her spoke up: "The hospital called today."
He turned his head to look at her, "Your mother's condition has stabilized a lot."
Xu Yueqing paused.
She turned her head sharply and stared straight at Ji Bingqian. Even the darkness of night could not block the light in her eyes.
The light was incredibly bright, yet also so fragile that it seemed like it would shatter at the slightest touch.
The wind blew, blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound.
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