The decoration of this room at that time was exactly the same as it is now.

After so many years, Jiang Lingxiao has not changed any of the furniture here.

He should be a nostalgic person.

Yun Xueyao turned over, lay flat, and looked at the decorations on the ceiling.

The only difference from the past is that now, there is almost no trace of his presence here.

She still remembered that time, she was wrapped in the quilt where he slept so warmly, her whole body seemed to be wrapped in his breath, and she quickly fell asleep peacefully.

The next morning, she excitedly went to wake him up, but he gave her a big black face.

From about that time on, she felt that Jiang Lingxiao actually disliked her.

I despise her for being a troublesome person, despise her for being too busy, despise her for being selfish and not knowing how to take care of other people's emotions...

Later, she gradually began to be cautious, fearing to make him angry again.

Forget it, Yun Xueyao closed his eyes.

It's all over.

Everything has passed... Every time she recalls the past, whether it made her happy or sad.

It’s all these four words.

Everything...is over.

With such a relieved mood, she quickly fell asleep.

But not long after I slept, there was a knock on the door.

After a change of environment, Yun Xueyao's sleep was not very deep.

But she soon heard Jiang Lingxiao's footsteps.

"Who?" He had already approached the door.

"It's me." Mrs. Jiang's voice came, "I have something to do with Yaoyao."

Yun Xueyao had already trotted over.

"Go back!" She lowered her voice and pushed Jiang Lingxiao toward the bedroom, "What are you wearing? Go change your clothes and lie down."

Jiang Lingxiao even only took off his coat and still wore his shirt.

Yun Xueyao quickly stuffed all the quilts in the study behind the desk, then walked to the door, wrapped herself in her pajamas and opened the door.

"mom."

Mrs. Jiang personally carried a plate with two cups of soup in it, smiling brightly.

"The kitchen has prepared soup for you. Ling Xiao's soup is for soothing the nerves, and Yaoyao's soup is for..." She lowered her voice and just gestured, "It's for fetal safety."

Yun Xueyao: "..."

Let me drink soup at such a late night.

It’s hard to say that Mrs. Jiang is not here for inspection...

She invited Mrs. Jiang to come in. Mrs. Jiang looked left and right, "Where is Ling Xiao?"

"Let's... take a shower." Yun Xueyao smiled, a little embarrassed.

Jiang Lingxiao actually went to the bathroom.

He originally planned to just spend the night in the study and go to Yunjiang to clean up his affairs in the early morning of the next day.

The study room is almost not a place to sleep.

"Then let me wait." Mrs. Jiang put the soup on the table and sat on the sofa, "I'm afraid you drank the wrong thing."

As she said this, she glanced towards the bed.

After just one glance, he calmly withdrew his gaze, his eyes full of disgust.

Disdain for my son...

She had prepared everything so that this good-for-nothing son could sleep in the study room.

He doesn't look like a henpecked person, does he?

Mrs. Jiang would rather he be more afraid!

Does he understand that the martyr girl is afraid of pestering her husband?

When Jiang Lingxiao came out of the bathroom and saw Mrs. Jiang, he was a little stunned.

She is still there.

"You're here? I'll make some soup for you." Mrs. Jiang pointed at the table angrily.

Jiang Lingxiao lowered his eyes and saw two soup cups on the table.

"Then why are you still here?" He said in a bad tone.

Mrs. Jiang doesn't mind either.

"This one is for anti-abortion, and this one is for soothing the nerves. It doesn't matter if you drink the wrong drink, I'm afraid Yaoyao drinks the wrong drink. So I have to keep an eye on it."

Jiang Lingxiao looked coldly, "Then you can let her drink the anti-fetal medicine first, and leave me the soothing medicine, right?"

Yun Xueyao obediently refused to think too much about Mrs. Jiang's rhetoric.

Jiang Lingxiao was familiar with what she was thinking and what she was up to.

"Drink!" Mrs. Jiang pointed a plain cup to Jiang Lingxiao, "I'll watch you drink."

Jiang Lingxiao refused to give him any face, "I won't drink anything at night. Okay, Mom, Yaoyao and I are going to bed. You can go back and rest."

"Are you going to sleep? What have you been doing for so long? Just go take a shower?" Mrs. Jiang didn't believe it at all.

She glanced at the bed.

There were only traces of someone sleeping on the quilt. Yun Xueyao slept very well. It was just like a nest, which was too obvious.

"I was waiting for you. I knew you were coming over, so I went to the study room to stay for a while."

Mrs. Jiang took a breath and was about to say something.

Yun Xueyao suddenly picked up the bowl of soup that belonged to him on the table, raised his head, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Drink." She put down the empty cup and nodded at the remaining cup with her eyes.

Jiang Lingxiao, "..."

Mrs. Jiang gave him a proud look and said nothing, waiting to see how he would answer.

Jiang Lingxiao stood for two seconds, then finally reached out to pick up the cup of soup and took two sips casually, "Okay, you can go now."

Mrs. Jiang is no longer angry now.

She stood up and when passing by Jiang Lingxiao, she snorted, "Little boy, I can't cure you, but someone can."

Jiang Lingxiao: "?"

Mrs. Jiang still thinks she is not king enough?

Does she actually think she hasn't cured him yet?

So what is treatment?

Soon only Yun Xueyao and him were left in the room.

Jiang Lingxiao glanced at the bed.

Yun Xueyao said nothing and went back to lie down on his own.

She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.

The bed was very big, but there was no intention of leaving room for Jiang Lingxiao.

Jiang Lingxiao then understood.

He turned around without any hesitation and went straight to the study room opposite.

However……

The lights went out for less than ten minutes.

Boom, boom, boom!

Someone knocked on the door again.

This time, before Yun Xueyao came over, Jiang Lingxiao stuffed all the pillows and quilts in the study.

He opened the door, "What's the matter?"

It's Mrs. Jiang again.

"I'm looking for Yaoyao," Mrs. Jiang said confidently.

"Why are you looking for her?" Even if Jiang Lingxiao didn't live with Yun Xueyao, he still felt that Mrs. Jiang was very annoyed.
To be continued...