The warmth was as familiar as ever, as if it had penetrated into the bones, lingering around the body.
Is Su Mo back?
Jin Sisi wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids seemed to be pressed against a huge mountain and she couldn't lift them up. She struggled desperately and wanted to shout out, but still couldn't shout anything.
And the warmth faded away bit by bit and disappeared bit by bit. She wanted to reach out and grab it, hoping that the warmth would not disappear, but in the end it slowly returned to calm.
The next day, Jin Sisi suddenly opened her eyes and looked around. It was still her bedroom, and it was still empty except for her and nothing else.
Jin Sisi's delicate brows frowned, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch her forehead. The warm touch in her dream seemed to still have traces of it. Was last night her dream, an illusion, or something else?
Is Su Mo really back?
But it was such a familiar feeling...it was impossible for her to admit it.
It's a pity that she couldn't open her eyes at that time.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the housekeeper's wife's voice sounded outside the door, "Mrs., are you awake? It's time to have breakfast."
"Okay, I understand."
Jin Sisi could only put this matter aside for the time being, wash up, and go downstairs wearing loose home clothes.
Breakfast was as sumptuous as ever, and Jin Sisi felt a little nauseous when she looked at the huge table filled with all kinds of exquisite pastries and extremely nutritious supplements.
I have to say that this housekeeper wife is really conscientious.
Every day there are super supplements and a variety of dishes, with all kinds of flavors for her to choose from. Even the pickiest person can't pick anything out of them.
It's only been a week, but she has already put on a lot of weight. If she continues like this, she will probably become fat.
But if she doesn't eat, the housekeeper's wife will start to talk about the length of the young master and the length of the young master, which will make her ears grow calluses.
She slowly moved downstairs and sat in front of this huge table, which was eerily empty. Her beautiful eyes lowered slightly, hiding the trace of sadness and depression in her eyes.
She remembered the time when she and Su Mo were in the house in Yazhu Community, in her apartment, even though the dining table was less than one-third of the size here, they were sitting face to face at that time, with locked eyes and feet touching each other.
, feeding each other, such intimacy, is really ironic compared to the coldness now.
She suddenly lost her appetite and held her chopsticks without moving for a long time. The housekeeper's wife quickly said: "Young madam, is today's breakfast not to your liking?"
"No."
Jin Sisi shook her head, "I was just thinking about something."
If she really lost her appetite, the housekeeper would probably have to give her a richer breakfast.
"Let's think about it after breakfast, otherwise if I starve you and the young master..."
"Did Su Mo come back last night?" Jin Sisi interrupted the housekeeper's wife decisively.
She raised her eyes and looked at her, her eyes carefully falling on her face. Although she knew that she might not tell the truth, if Su Mo really came back, she should be able to see some clues.
Unexpectedly, the housekeeper's wife looked stunned, "Young madam, why do you ask this? The young master has never come back."
Could it be that she really thinks about things every day and dreams about things at night?