She wanted to say it from the moment she stepped into that small space.
It's cramped and airtight, but the sound insulation is exceptionally strong.
Even though it was raining heavily outside and soaked his coat, she couldn't hear a drop of rain in the basement.
Ye Jin shook his head.
"Not uncomfortable." He smiled. "I'm happy to see Jiang Jiang's place, whether it's him or me."
So in the final analysis, as they split apart, they were also slowly falling for each other.
Jiang Jiang didn't say anything, but reached out and hooked his fingers.
The two walked side by side on the small path after the rain. Since growing up, Ye Jin had rarely had such time to be alone with her and do nothing.
We must cherish this opportunity and be cautious at every step.
“Every time I come here from my room, I feel like the journey is too long.”
The two of them have already arrived at the door of the room.
He continued, "But now it feels too short."
Jiang Jiang raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of Ye's mother who had heard the noise and came upstairs. She stretched out her arms and hugged him quickly: "Do you need me to accompany you?"
Ye Jin curled her lips and smiled, a rare smile without any gloom, which looked particularly unrestrained and flamboyant under the light.
He pushed Jiang Jiang into the house and closed the door.
Jiang Jiang stood in his own room, and even through the door he could hear the other party's clear voice: "Go to bed early, good night."
He wanted to face his grandparents on his own.
Jiang Jiang sighed softly.
Some situations need to be faced and resolved by one's self, especially when the other person doesn't want her to interfere.
It's also a kind of protection for her.
But Jiang Jiang looked at the clock.
Half past ten.
Although her biological clock told her that she should take a shower and go to bed.
But he still sat on the bed and silently scrolled through his phone, ready to rush out to mediate if he heard any noises of smashing things or arguing outside.
Or call 110.
If that doesn't work, 120 will do.
Or maybe both.
Jiang Jiang thought worriedly.
But it turned out that she was worrying too much, because until she fell into a deep sleep, she didn't hear any discordant sounds coming from outside the door.
But when she was lying in bed with sleepy eyes, the cell phone next to her lit up.
——【Sleep peacefully, it’s nothing serious.】
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The next day, Jiang Jiang felt a little guilty when he got up and read the message.
Tsk.
Although she did wait for a while, she didn't wait for him to send a message.
But she waited!
This process is important.
Jiang Jiang convinced himself and sent a good morning emoticon to the other party. Then he got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face, picked up a set of clothes to change into, and prepared to go downstairs for breakfast.
Before closing the door, I glanced at the next door. I didn't know whether it was Ye Jin or Ye Yu today, but they were both getting up early as usual.
Jiang Jiang went downstairs in slippers and carefully observed the family of three at the table before sitting down.
I felt relieved only after confirming that there were no bruises on my face, and no extra or missing spots.
"Good morning, uncle and aunt!"
The energetic female voice saved the stagnant atmosphere at the scene, and both Ye's father and mother invited her to take a seat.
Jiang Jiang naturally stood beside Ye—before he could tell whether it was Jin or Yu.
But because of his serious expression today, it was really hard to tell who he was, so he moved aside guiltily before calling out, "Good morning, Brother Ye."
Ye Jin glanced at her.
Before, she called me Ayu and Ajin affectionately.
Now the heartless kid was fooled by just a name without even recognizing the person.
But seeing the smile on the other person's face, he couldn't keep a straight face. He could only pat the stool beside him and said, "Come sit here. What are you afraid of?"
Jiang Jiang blinked, moved his butt a little, then lowered his head and obediently started eating breakfast.
After breakfast, Ye's mother called Jiang Jiang.
Jiang Jiang could see the dark circles under the other person's eyes from not having slept well, and he lit a candle for both himself and her in his heart.
This is why she doesn't like watching the 8 o'clock family dramas. It's hard for a judge to judge family disputes.
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