Song Yunyun didn't look back and continued to stack the books inside, "Some of them are really important. What I wrote down before may still be useful to me now."
She pointed to what she had packed away, "I have to keep these. Can I put them in your study?"
Jiang Yaojing watched helplessly as Song Yunyun put the diary in the pile that I had to keep.
Song Yunyun didn't see his expression.
I don't know how ugly his face is now.
He was still talking to himself, "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent. But don't worry, I won't take up too much of your space. I will throw away some of the unnecessary ones, which only take up two spaces."
Jiang Yaojing said nothing, turned around and left.
Song Yunyun packed up the books, and there were some belonging to Han Xin, so she gave them to Han Xin.
I bathed my eldest son and changed my younger son's diaper.
"Your little son can choose a name." Han Xin reminded.
Song Yunyun said, "I will ask Jiang Yaojing to think of one carefully. He can no longer just give it to him like two."
"Our names are not unpleasant," Han Xin said.
Song Yunyun smiled, "Yeah."
She went upstairs to take a shower and went to bed. As she lifted the quilt, she said, "It's time for your son to have a name."
Jiang Yaojing did not respond.
It's like he didn't hear it.
Song Yunyun knew that he was not sleeping. He usually stuck to her like a dog-skin plaster. Today, not only did he not take the initiative to stick to her, but he also turned his back to her.
This has never happened before.
Is he angry?
She pressed herself up to his back and hugged him, "Are you still angry because of Gu Ailin?"
Jiang Yaojing pushed her away, "I'm sleepy."
Song Yunyun was stunned for a moment when he was pushed.
This is the first time that he has pushed himself outward, right?
She asked carefully and tentatively, "Are you tired?"
Jiang Yaojing closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Song Yunyun was lying on the side with his eyes open, unable to sleep.
From time to time, he turned around and glanced at the back of Jiang Yaojing's head.
She wasn't a bigot, she could feel that something was wrong with Jiang Yaojing's mood.
Just because she didn't know clearly.
She pressed her temples and told herself in her heart that maybe he was tired and she was overthinking.
She tried to close her eyes, lay down and fell asleep.
Soon she began to breathe softly and evenly.
Jiang Yaojing sat up awkwardly.
He stared at the woman sleeping next to him.
His eyes were unbelievable.
She actually fell asleep?
Just fell asleep like this?
Don't coax him either.
You didn't even ask why he was unhappy and just fell asleep like that?
I don’t know why, but the more I think about it, the angrier I get.
Thinking about the contents of her diary makes me even more angry!
He angrily covered her up, deliberately rolled up the quilt, and tore off the quilt from her body.
Song Yunyun was sleeping deeply, and when his body felt cold, he just shrank down.
Jiang Yaojing saw her being cold, but couldn't bear it, so he covered her up, fearing that she would be too cold.
Thinking about it, he felt that he was spineless.
This woman doesn't care about him?
Why do I still feel sorry for her?
Tossing and turning.
Tossing and turning.
Stayed up all night.
Song Yunyun actually had a good sleep.
When I woke up in the morning, I saw the man who usually got up earlier than me still lying down. I thought to myself that he must be tired.
Get out of bed carefully, trying not to disturb her.
She casually pulled up her hair and stood in front of the sink to brush her teeth.
Jiang Yaojing leaned against the door, staring straight at her.
Song Yunyun turned around and saw that his eyes were all black and blue.
It's like I haven't slept all night.
The dark circles under my eyes appeared.
"Are you suffering from insomnia?" She asked with a thick sob as there was still foam in her mouth.
Jiang Yaojing thought to himself, who is like you? Who sleeps so soundly without heart?