Knowing that his harsh words had hurt Xiao Kai, Lin Congzhi changed his strategy and explained reasonably: "Xiao Kai, my workload is no less than yours. You are tired, and I am tired too; you are sleepy, and I am sleepy too. I really don't have that much energy to take care of your sweetheart."
"Hey, can I sleep in the living room then?"
Gao Jiakai was convinced.
Brother Lin just wants him to stay here and strengthen his feelings for Yao Yao, right?
Since that's the case, then he might as well stay and save himself the trouble of being stubborn here.
He could endure sleeping on the streets back then, and sleeping on a soft sofa was no problem for him.
Although it wasn't the result he wanted, Lin Congzhi was already quite generous to Xiao Kai for going this far, so he stopped pressuring her: "Whatever, that's all I have to say. If you care about Yao Yao, if you don't want to lose this woman, then put your heart into it."
"Alright, alright, I know what to do." Gao Jiakai was annoyed and didn't want to talk to Brother Lin anymore.
Lin Congzhi trusts Gao Jiakai and believes he will handle his relationship with Yaoyao well.
...
In the stillness of the night, Lin Congzhi lay down on the edge of Jiang Yimei's bed for a short rest.
Gao Jiakai tossed and turned on the sofa, unable to fall asleep.
You say he's not worried about Yao Yao's health, and he is indeed a little worried; you say he's very worried, but he's not the kind of person who's constantly on edge.
Every ten or twenty minutes, he would want to go into Yao Yao's room to check on her; but each time he felt it was too soon and refrained from going.
His conflicting feelings intensified, almost to the point of being uncontrollable.
It was at this moment that Dong Ya got up because she needed to urinate and came out.
Upon entering the living room, she could vaguely see a man sleeping on the sofa, using the dim light from the corner of her eye.
The man's features look somewhat like Lin Congzhi.
Lin Congzhi was actually sleeping here. Her first thought wasn't to go in and get a blanket to cover him, but to go over and take off Lin Congzhi's clothes, and then take off her own, so that Lin Congzhi would be unable to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
She tiptoed quietly toward the sofa.
In fact, Gao Jiakai had already heard the door open, but he pretended to be asleep so as not to disturb others.
Now he felt a warm current and a fragrance approaching him, and he felt uneasy, wondering what Dong Ya was up to.
She went straight to the sofa, but the man on it still hadn't woken up, which made Dong Ya very happy.
But when she reached out to unbutton the man's clothes, she discovered that the man on the sofa was not Lin Congzhi, but Gao Jiakai.
She froze, feeling utterly disappointed.
Gao Jiakai sensed her action and immediately opened his eyes to see what she was doing.
Dong Ya stood there, her hands dangling in the air, completely stunned and heartbroken.
Dong Ya's gaze met those ghostly, open eyes, and she was startled for a moment.
The feeling is like suddenly catching a glimpse of a sleeping lion opening its eyes on a night in the Feizhou grasslands; its sharp gaze sends chills down your spine.
What are you doing here?
Gao Jiakai frowned, sensing that this woman was not simple-minded.
Dong Ya, a seasoned veteran, knew how to handle such unexpected situations: "I want to see if you're a human or a ghost."
Gao Jiakai asked coldly, "Do ghosts breathe?"
"How would I know you were breathing? The sound was so soft."
Dong Ya crossed her arms, huffing and puffing, looking aggrieved.
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