The sun is abundant, the light is gentle, and the chill of the north wind is floating in the air.

The library is full of books and ink, and rows of books fill the shelves.

Huo Jingyi sent her upstairs, then waved his hand and said goodbye to her.

"Remember to call me when you come out and I will pick you up."

Huo Jingyi had his hands in his coat pockets. He had a slender figure, handsome eyebrows, and the sun shone in his beautiful eyes.

"Um."

Ye Jiaqi didn't say yes or not.

As soon as he left, she found a place on the ground floor where there were few people and sat down.

Opening the book, she turned her head and glanced at the scenery outside.

The sun was shining softly on the ground, and several wintersweet flowers bloomed in the open space downstairs. The flowers were small and their fragrance spread everywhere.

Ye Jiaqi rubbed his eyebrows and lowered his head to read.

"in accord with..."

"out of breath......"

She recited the phrases silently in her mind, holding her head in one hand.

The sun shines in from the large floor-to-ceiling windows, shining on her hair, shoulders, and books.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes were a little blurry.

It's like it's shrouded in white mist, it's light and faint, and the luster can't be seen clearly.

There is only a little bit of flickering expression left in the tiny pupils...

When I memorize a very unfamiliar word——

She subconsciously raised her head and blurted out: "How do you pronounce this?"

The sound echoed and dispersed in the empty space.

Ye Jiaqi was stunned.

It turns out that subconscious and deep-memory habits are terrible.

It's like being branded on your heart with a soldering iron that cannot be dug out or removed.

The habit of being too obsessive is like a ghost, following you everywhere.

In the past, she was memorizing words in his study. When she memorized a word she didn't know, she was too lazy to look it up in the dictionary. She always looked up and blurted out to him who was working -

"How do you pronounce this?"

"What does this mean?"

"How do you make a sentence with this?"

Asking him is much faster than looking it up in a dictionary.

Every time, he said she was lazy, but the next time he would indulge her and teach her.

Ye Jiaqi bit his lip, biting and chewing, and the smell of blood spread in his mouth.

The smell irritated her nerves, making her eyes sore and her throat choked.

The pen fell to the ground!

"Dang"——

The empty library echoed.

Every plant and plant in the capital can stimulate her nerves. Because they are so familiar, she cannot forget them.

Nerve tingling.

Ye Jiaqi held his head and his temples were beating loudly.

She closed her eyes, and the sunlight danced on her long eyelashes.

The phone suddenly vibrated on the table!

Buzzing…

Buzzing…

Ye Jiaqi had a splitting headache. She grabbed her phone and walked out tiredly.

"Hello……"

"Miss Ye, it's me."

Meng Chen's voice.

Ye Jiaqi's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously resisted this voice.

Holding the phone with his fingers: "What's the matter?"

"Ms. Ye, I heard that you are feeling unwell and have been hospitalized."

"It's nothing. It's cold in winter and it's normal to feel uncomfortable." Ye Jiaqi explained.

"I thought it was because of Master Qiao..."

"How could that happen?" Ye Jiaqi said lightly, "Mr. Meng, you know, I hate him so much. I am doing well in Singapore, why should he not allow me to leave the capital? Also, he has a fiancée and he still wants me to be his wife.

His lover. I really hate this kind of person."

Meng Chen: "..."

"Mr. Meng, you should go back to China as soon as possible. Qiao Chengfan doesn't know anything yet. I'm afraid that Butler Sun won't be able to take care of him."

"Ms. Ye, I am taking care of the funeral arrangements and cannot go back for the time being."

"Then you come back early."
Chapter completed!