Hearing Lu Xixin said to give her a little more time before coming to him, Shen Jiayao frowned slightly and his eyes darkened unconsciously.
How long does it take? He really couldn't bear it any longer.
He didn't want to be separated from her again, not even for a quarter of an hour, a minute, or a second.
He's had enough of the separation!
Is it because he is too sensible, too well-behaved, and too much for her to worry about? Everyone and everything consumes her time and energy, and only he stays by her side silently.
He thought that this way, she would like him, feel comfortable, and be solid and happy with him.
But they forget that the result of being too well-behaved is neglect.
Shen Jiayao really felt that his patience had reached its limit.
He forcibly suppressed the irritability in his heart and pretended to murmur in his sleep: "Xixi, why do you have to wait? I miss you, I miss you so much, and I want to be with you now."
Lu Xixin's eyes softened and she spoke in a low voice: "I am now..."
After saying this, I closed my eyes and felt uneasy.
She really couldn't say it.
Sometimes, not all problems can be solved by reason. Even if you are as smart and calm as Lu Xixin, you will sometimes worry about gains and losses.
Because I care too much, I am afraid of losing.
She took a deep breath, smiled, and said in a brisk tone: "Be good, wait a little longer, I will come to you in a short time."
He is not good!!!
Shen Jiayao's eyes were stained with blood.
He doesn't want to be good, he wants to make trouble, he wants to be aggressive, he wants to be careful and all the attention is on him.
No one else, no one, could try to steal her attention.
Shen Jiayao lowered his eyes, hiding all the madness and violence in his eyes, and his voice was as low as a whisper: "How long will it take for you to come back to me?"
How long!
Lu Xixin was silent. She didn't know how long it would take. The baby in her belly was already three months old and would be born in another seven months.
With a low sigh, Lu Xixin said: "One year, one year at the latest."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Xixin felt a sense of depression, as if there were dark clouds hanging over her head, and she had a suffocating feeling of being unable to breathe.
Before she could react, Shen Jiayao's arms suddenly tightened, holding her tightly, and his voice seemed to be grinding from between his teeth, with a sinister tone that penetrated his bones: "One year, just one year."
Lu Xixin was a little frightened. She had never seen Shen Jiayao like this before. In her heart, Shen Jiayao had always been a humble gentleman, calm and gentle, always thinking of others first.
I never thought he would be like this. I was shocked for a while and didn't dare to speak for a long time.
She said cautiously: "Well, just one year. No matter what the result is after one year, I will come to see you."
Shen Jiayao kept his eyes silent, his expression was calm and breezy, but there was a gloominess about the impending storm.
He said lightly: "In one year, if you don't come, I will die here, taking Nian Xi with me."
"Shen Jiayao!" Lu Xixin couldn't hear such words, her heart sank suddenly, and her tone became sharp, "Don't talk nonsense."
Shen Jiayao smiled lowly, the ends of his slightly raised eyes were cold and thin, and his eyes were as calm as still water, but underneath the calmness, there was a thrilling determination: "I don't talk nonsense, be careful, I do what I say."
Lu Xixin's heart suddenly sank, and she couldn't help but choked up. She subconsciously hugged him tightly and whispered: "No, Jia Yao, don't scare me."
Shen Jiayao didn't speak, he just buried his head on her chest, smelled the fragrance of Lu Xixin, and slowly closed his eyes.
Secretary Dong did not lie. Shen Jiayao had indeed not had a good night's sleep in a long, long time.