Zhixing was lying on the bed in his pajamas, tossing and turning but still couldn't fall asleep, looking restless.
She lifted the quilt, walked to the bed with bare feet, and poured herself a glass of water. Holding the cup, she walked to the window, opened the curtains, and looked at the not-so-clear night sky outside.
She misses Xiao Che very much. They have never been separated for so long since her son was born. Xiao Che has always been well-behaved and has become sensible very early. He is afraid that she will be sad and never asks about her father. However, because
This child was so quiet that many times she felt that she and her son's mysterious spiritual world were not on the same parallel line at all.
Okay, she admitted that as a mother, she felt a little bit frustrated. However, she was really curious about how such a calm little Che would react when he saw his daddy for the first time.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Zhixing turned around and walked over, sticking to the door, "Who?"
"Qing."
There was a steady voice outside the door.
Zhixing opened the door and took a look at Qing, who was neatly dressed in formal clothes outside, "What are you doing so late?"
"Get dressed and come down." He just said lightly, then turned and left.
"Hey! Why haven't you said anything yet?" Zhixing glared at his back and slammed the door angrily, "It's weird to listen to you!" He just said what he said, and she, Tao Zhixing, was too rude.
Are you saving face?
Zhi Xing was happy, so she turned off the light, then lay down on the bed, pulled the quilt over her head. Maybe she was rebellious in her heart, and she was not yet sleepy at first, but her temper was aroused, so she fell asleep as soon as she hit the pillow.
Drowsily, the door seemed to have been pushed open by someone. Thinking it was a push, she ignored it, turned over, wrapped the quilt tightly and continued to sleep.
The person standing at the door slowly raised the corner of his lips and walked in with his long legs.
Feeling a familiar aura approaching, Zhixing subconsciously opened her eyes. As soon as she turned around, she was kissed fiercely.
Her eyes widened, and what came into view were those eyes that were shining with charming luster, and in them was the deep and affectionate feeling that she had not seen for a long time.
Zhi Xing was so surprised that just when she was about to call his name, he took the opportunity to kiss her deeper, his eyes bursting with pain that had been suppressed for too long, looking at her as if he wanted to suck in her entire soul.
Outside the door, Qing glanced in, then withdrew his gaze, leaning against the door with his head against the wall, his half-closed eyes focusing on the deep colors inside.
After a long time, he left her lips and smiled, with a magical power that captured people's hearts and souls. "Cat, I'm here to take you home."
Zhi Xing kept adjusting her breathing, staring at him with blinking eyes. Suddenly, she sat up suddenly, threw herself into his arms, hugged his neck with both hands, and tightened her arms tighter. Yan Shengjie lowered his eyes, Yun
She pursed her lips in a perfect arc and pulled the person hanging on her body without pulling it off. She raised her eyebrows and picked her up directly, letting her cling to him like a lazy cat.
That is for life.
After walking out of the door, Qing raised his eyes and glanced at him. However, Yan Shengjie didn't even glance at him, and went straight downstairs with Zhi Xing in his arms. His arrogance and arrogance that looked down upon all things really scorched the world.
eyes.
Qing narrowed his eyes until he disappeared from the end of his sight.
Ji'er stood in the hall with a pale face. When she saw Yan Shengjie walking down with Zhi Xing in his pajamas, her heart was suddenly pierced by thousands of arrows. Her empty eyes were filled with fear and anger.
Full.
Before they left the United States, she and he were still the prince and princess of Oman. Didn't he have even the slightest concern in front of outsiders? At least, he should remember that she is his princess!!
"Let's go," Yan Shengjie only said this when he passed by her. Then, he hugged Zhi Xing and got into the car. The car door closed with a bang.
Ji'er's heart sank to the abyss. When she wanted to move, she realized that she had been frozen for too long.
It wasn't until the car drove out that Zhi Xing woke up from a dream. He looked straight at him, grabbed his clothes and refused to let go, "Jie, can we really leave? Is it true? Everything is solved.
Okay, is there no problem?"
He lazily stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek, shaking it hard. The pain caused Zhixing to quickly slap his hand away, carefully protecting her cheek, and glared at him, "Do you know, it really hurts!
"
"Then it's not a dream." He said, casually picking her up and holding her in his arms, his chin resting on her head, his voice deep, "Five years, isn't it a bit too long?"
Zhi Xing was startled, then slowly lowered his bright eyes and shook his head, "Soon, not soon at all." As long as she can still be with him, let alone five years, ten years, even fifty years, she will still have breath.
Now, that’s not long!
"Jie," she asked in a low voice, "will we be separated again?"
The uncertainty in his voice revealed a tremor that made him feel distressed. He didn't speak, but hugged her tighter.
At this time, the attendant sitting in the passenger seat handed over the phone, "Your Highness, this is a call from the palace."
Yan Shengjie frowned and took it after a moment's hesitation, "Hey, what's going on?"
Zhi Xing raised his head, looked at his downcast expression, and frowned. Seeing him put down the phone, he asked, "What's wrong?"
Yan Shengjie showed a faint smile, touched her lips with his fingertips, lowered his head and kissed her, "There is something that needs to be dealt with back home."
"Oh, then I..."
"Go back together." His tone revealed unquestionable determination. After these five years, he didn't want to be separated from her again, even for one more day.
A trace of uneasiness flashed across Zhixing's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. She smiled at him and said, "Well, okay, I'll listen to you."
Yan Shengjie stared at her deeply, took off his suit jacket and put it on her body, then pulled her over and let her lie down comfortably, with her head resting on his leg, "There is still some distance to go, you should sleep first.
"
"Oh." Zhi Xing responded obediently. Even though he was no longer sleepy at this moment, he still wanted to lean on him and stick to him. Even if he just slept quietly next to him.
"Hey," he said suddenly, leaning his head on the back seat.
"Huh?" Zhixing replied casually.
"Now, you don't have to think about anything, just go back to your delicious and lazy attitude. As long as I'm here, just leave everything to me."
Zhi Xing pursed her thin lips, her eyes filled with a sweet and warm smile, "Yeah."
Resting on his leg, she closed her eyes comfortably.