Bai Wan'er couldn't describe the feeling, and could only shake her head gently: "It's probably because the weather is getting colder, I always feel a bit cold."
Ji Feng subconsciously looked up and glanced around.
It's already autumn, and the coffee shop has thoughtfully turned off the air conditioning.
He gently placed his hand on Bai Wan'er's forehead, and after checking her temperature, he asked with concern, "Could it be that you've caught a cold?"
"fine."
Bai Wan'er's subconscious tilt of her head caused Ji Fenghe's hand to freeze in mid-air, and a fleeting look of disappointment crossed his eyes.
Then, he immediately pretended to be nonchalant and forced a smile.
Bai Wan'er could sense the disappointment emanating from him, but she pretended nothing had happened.
An'an sensed that something was off between the two of them and subconsciously tilted her head, looking around.
After a moment, he spoke thoughtfully, "Uncle Ji, are you unhappy?"
Ji Feng was surprised that An An would say it so directly, and an awkward expression flashed across his face.
He gently patted her head and whispered, "No."
He and Bai Wan'er then tacitly pretended nothing had happened and continued talking to each other as before.
“But you two don’t look happy. Did An’an do something wrong?” An’an asked stubbornly.
She has always liked Uncle Ji. Ever since she was old enough to understand things, Ji Fenghe has been accompanying her as she grew up.
Although he wasn't her father in name, he had already done everything a father should do. Despite her young age, she was exceptionally sensible and could see the problems in Uncle Ji's relationship with her mother.
She hoped to bring the two together as soon as possible and often tried to do things to promote their relationship, but there was absolutely no progress.
Ji Feng first escorted the mother and daughter home, when his cell phone suddenly rang. He immediately got up and went to the side.
"Mom, do you not like Uncle Ji?"
Bai Wan'er was stunned, never expecting that young An'an would understand the feelings between men and women.
She held An'an thoughtfully and said softly, "No, Mommy and Uncle Ji have always had a good relationship. Didn't we take you out to play together today?"
“But Uncle Ji clearly wanted to care about Mom, but Mom didn’t react at all, and even avoided him.” An’an said seriously, like a little adult, “Mom can’t hurt Uncle Ji’s feelings like that.”
Bai Wan'er shook her head helplessly. Children are children after all. Even if they understand the joy between men and women, it is still just the simplest emotion.
If everyone's emotions could be as innocent as a child's, the world would probably become simpler.
She sighed subconsciously and remained silent.
After hanging up the phone, Ji Feng heard the mother and daughter discussing his affairs and instinctively hid in a corner.
He was very concerned about Bai Wan'er's opinion of him. Over the years, Bai Wan'er had rejected all his advances, whether through hints or explicit statements.
Although the two were together, they never had any intimate contact.
Even with a simple gesture like holding hands, Bai Wan'er's resistance to him was palpable.
He had unspeakable suffering and didn't know who to confide in.
Fortunately, An'an is a perceptive child who can understand the bitterness in her heart.
Children are children after all; no matter how much they know, their minds are not as complex as adults'. Even when they helped him ask Bai Wan'er, he was only given a few simple words and brushed off.
Bai Wan'er looked at her seriously: "Who told you all this?"
An An looked at her intently as well. The two, one big and one small, looked like replicas of each other, gazing at each other.
"No one told me this; it's just something I felt myself. Uncle Ji and Mom have been together for so long that, according to the cartoon, Uncle Ji should have moved into the house long ago."
Bai Wan'er laughed helplessly: "That's true, but your Uncle Ji also has his own home. We can't deprive Uncle Ji of his right to go home just because of the two of us."
An'an suddenly realized what was happening and didn't say anything more.
Bai Wan'er looked at her helplessly, her eyes filled with indescribable bitterness.
She was well aware of Ji Feng's repeated hints, but each time he approached her, she only felt a double psychological and physiological aversion.
Every night, when all is quiet, a tall male figure would enter my dreams. I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could hear him sadly questioning why he had abandoned me.
Each time she woke up from a nightmare, she became increasingly resistant to Ji Fenghe's feelings.
She had been searching for the man of her dreams, trying to find traces of him in the smallest details of her life, but there was absolutely no trace of him.
The man seemed to have never appeared; he vanished into thin air.
Seeing An'an sitting obediently playing to the side, Bai Wan'er slowly walked to the corner.
She knew that Ji Fenghe had been eavesdropping the whole time and made no attempt to hide it.
"Feng He, did you teach An An to say those things?" Bai Wan'er asked directly.
Ji Feng nodded with a complicated expression: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to let her know these things. I just want an answer in my heart, and I hope you can give it to me."
"I can't give it to you right now. I need to find out who the man in my dreams is and why he keeps disturbing my heart."
Although this statement sounds absurd, Jifeng, who knows the whole story, will naturally understand.
He frowned wearily, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
After a moment, his hoarse voice slowly said, "That man caused you immense pain. If one day you learn the whole story, you will understand why I insisted on keeping it from you."
He sighed softly, slowly walked up to Bai Wan'er, and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"I will wait for you, no matter how long it takes."
The door was gently closed, and Bai Wan'er looked out the window with a complicated expression.
The sound of Ji Fenghe driving away lingered in her mind. She knew that her actions had hurt Ji Fenghe deeply, but she still couldn't get over this hurdle in her heart.
The next morning, she went to Yunxing Group to attend a project seminar.
While waiting for the elevator, Chu Yunxing and his assistant Lu arrived in a swift and efficient manner. The moment they saw Bai Wan'er, they paused slightly.
"Let's take this elevator."
That was Chu Yunxing's private elevator; no one was allowed to ride it without his permission.
Bai Wan'er didn't refuse and nodded gently.
Upon arriving at Chu Yunxing's office, Song Xingchen, her face streaked with tears, rushed straight into Chu Yunxing's arms.
Assistant Lu immediately reached out to stop her, and said with a serious expression, "Ms. Song, this is the company."
Song Xingchen was about to use her sweet, coquettish voice to whine when she turned her head and suddenly saw Bai Wan'er.
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