Chapter 127
It happened to be a sunny day when Wang Jiazhi moved in, and Lao Yao actually just drove her and her luggage there. She didn't have much stuff anyway.
She carried her two large boxes upstairs, which meant she was moving. She had three boxes when she first came, and now that she had given one away, it looked even more pitiful how little she had.
Wang Jiazhi stood in the room, her hands clenched into fists, bewildered. They had been to this room several times before, but now it felt so large and empty, like a strange place. Even the familiar places seemed unfamiliar.
Her mother came over and asked her to go meet the family. Besides the guards, the doorman, the coachman, and the cook, there was also a mother and a little maid. Judging by the number of guards, it seemed that there were more than at the Yi family.
Wang Jiazhi thought they still wanted to come in and kill, but they retreated just because of these guards.
After meeting those people, she returned to the house. It wasn't the same as before. The closet and dresser were full. She sat down on the edge of the bed, unsure what to do. There were several people in the house, yet it was unusually quiet.
After a long pause, she finally remembered she needed to find something to do. She wanted to put her clothes in the closet, but when she opened it, she found that her mother had already packed everything, leaving her with nothing to do.
At some point, my mother came in and said, "Madam, the study next door is for you to use."
Wang Jiazhi didn't understand at first, then she walked to the next room, which was a study, but the bookshelves and desks were empty. She realized that this was her own study.
In an instant, this place was no longer just a house, it was paradise. She was happier than anything else she had ever received.
This was the study she had always dreamed of, she had never had one before. She wished she had a big bookshelf, but all she had was a small one that could only hold about twenty books.
She imagined a house where she could grow her favorite lotus flowers, shelves filled with her books, and no longer having to rummage through boxes and cabinets looking for books. After thinking for a while, she began to cry. This could not be her home. Everything was just an illusion.
In the evening, when her mother called her to eat, Wang Jiazhi could not eat anything. Seeing her like this, her mother became even more cautious.
She thought that others were eager to have a home and moved in happily, but this one was so sad and crying. Seeing Wang Jiazhi's age, her mother thought, maybe she was reluctant, but there was nothing she could do. She thought that although Lao Yi looked okay, he was in his forties after all. A girl's love for a boy might make her reluctant.
He didn't show up until late. Even though it was his first day living here, no one was making a big deal about it. He was busy, so did he come back just for this?
Wang Jiazhi thought that she might have become one of the women in the novel she had read, who ate and slept just to wait for others.
She just couldn't fall asleep in bed, as if she was thrown on a deserted island.
There were many people in the house, but it was useless, she just wanted him to be with her now.
This bed also felt unfamiliar. In the past, the two of them had been tossing and turning here, and she would sleep with him in her arms, exhausted. Now it was completely different.
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