Jiang Yimian's fingers curled up into balls, she bit her lower lip and didn't respond, but her heart was spinning over and over again.
Tonight is destined to be sleepless.
Zhao Jingyan's longing for Jiang Yimian, which had accumulated for many years, came out at this moment.
He hugged her hard into his arms, lowered his eyes, and said in a soft voice: "Mianmian, don't lie to me, okay?"
Jiang Yimian's body was extremely stiff. She moved in his arms. After a long pause, she said warmly: "Then why did you lie to me in the first place?"
However, she never got an answer to this question.
In a moment of silence, Jiang Yimian wanted to turn her body over, but Zhao Jingyan held her tightly, preventing her from making any extra movements.
Zhao Jingyan's eyes narrowed slightly. He reached out and gently pinched her chin, forcing her to raise her eyes to look at him. He said in a low voice: "Mianmian, don't even think about lying to me. It won't do you any good."
There was a dangerous light in his eyes, and Jiang Yimian's heart trembled, and he shrank in fear.
She didn't like the way he looked at her, like he was looking at prey.
But now she has no choice but to leave.
The night was so long and lonely, with only two hearts beating.
Jiang Yimian just felt so suppressed that even breathing became a little difficult.
"I'm tired."
She said softly, with unconcealable fatigue in her tone.
She doesn't even dare to open her eyes now.
"Okay." Zhao Jingyan leaned down and kissed her lips again, and then held her in his arms again.
Whispering something in her ear.
At this moment, Jiang Yimian felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and his vision was getting blurry.
In the end, she didn't hear clearly what Zhao Jingyan muttered to her.
Late autumn nights are always extremely cold and biting.
Zhao Jingyan held the person in his arms tightly like this, feeling a little peace in his heart.
The early morning sunlight shines into the house through the window curtains and shines on the two of them, forming a hazy warm yellow halo, as if coated with a layer of warm gold.
Zhao Jingyan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sleeping person in his arms, his eyes gradually becoming more smiling.
After a while, he gently stood up and went to wash up.
When Jiang Yimian woke up, the first thing that caught his eye was Zhao Jingyan's handsome and angular face.
He seemed to have just finished washing, and his hair was still wet.
Seeing that she was awake, Zhao Jingyan gently tidied the broken hair on her forehead.
"Mianmian, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
There was a look of concern in Zhao Jingyan's eyes, which made Jiang Yimian unable to help but feel a little dazed.
He seemed to see through her thoughts, with a gentle smile on his lips: "Aren't you going back to get something today?"
When Jiang Yimian heard this, he frowned slightly and thought of his daughter. After a long time, he said in a low voice, "Yeah," "I'm going to wash up."
Zhao Jingyan smiled and did not stop him.
The morning wind brought a coolness to his face. The moment the car parked under the old unit, Jiang Yimian's heart couldn't help but rise.
"Let's go." Zhao Jingyan naturally took her hand and walked forward.
Jiang Yimian looked back with some embarrassment and followed him silently.
In the old unit corridor, various small advertisements are posted everywhere on the walls, and the air is filled with the smell of dampness and decay.
Zhao Jingyan couldn't help but frown, and said warmly: "Which floor is it on?"
As he finished speaking, the door of a household on the second floor was opened from the inside.
Then a little head poked out from inside. The moment he saw his mother whom he hadn't seen for a few days, the little guy couldn't hold back the longing in his heart anymore. He shouted to Jiang Yimian in a sweet voice: "Mom, mom."
,I miss you so much!"
The atmosphere in the corridor became stagnant in an instant.
Jiang Yimian's body was frozen in place, unable to move for even a minute. This chapter has been completed!