Maybe it's because women tend to be more delicate. In Mrs. Zhang's long string of words, Ji Yi paid great attention to the sentence "I came to your city and settled down. Is this a kind of reunion?"
Aunt Zhang's words were very detailed. Although Ji Yi understood everything, she was not sure whether the words He Jichen said were addressed to Aunt Zhang, so she did not think deeply about them, but just said those words. After a few silent circles between his lips and teeth, he smiled at Mrs. Zhang to show that she was still listening to her.
After eating two fried dough sticks, Ji Yi took out a paper towel and wiped his hands, then took a spoon to fill up the porridge and brought it to his mouth.
She just took a sip and her whole body froze.
Why does this porridge taste so familiar? It seemed like she had eaten it before...
Ji Yi hurriedly took another spoonful and stuffed it into her mouth. She chewed it carefully and tasted it. The more she ate, the more familiar it became, but she couldn't figure it out in her brain and couldn't help but frown.
While she was racking her brains, Mrs. Zhang's voice came respectfully from the side: "Mr. He."
Ji Yi regained consciousness, turned around and saw He Jichen walking into the restaurant.
He had probably been busy for a while and took a shower. His hair was not dried and was slightly damp. His clothes and shoes were changed into casual furniture clothes, which made him look much younger and more elegant.
Facing Mrs. Zhang's greeting, he said nothing, pulled out the chair opposite Ji Yi with one hand, and sat down.
He reached out and took out a fried dough stick, brought it to his mouth and took a bite. Then he looked at Mrs. Zhang aside and raised his chin slightly towards the porridge.
Mrs. Zhang had been with him for a long time and understood the meaning of his small actions. She immediately walked to the dining table and helped He Jichen fill the porridge.
Because of He Jichen's arrival, Mrs. Zhang stopped talking as endlessly as before.
Ji Yi saw that He Jichen was silent and didn't speak either.
The restaurant was completely quiet, except for the occasional tiny sound of chopsticks hitting a porcelain bowl.
Although He Jichen sat at the dining table later than Ji Yi, he finished his meal before Ji Yi.
Ji Yi looked at the chopsticks he put down and hurriedly drank the last bit of porridge in the bowl, then stopped eating.
Ji Yi, who was sitting upright, raised his head and glanced at He Jichen, who had taken the disinfectant wet towel handed over by Mrs. Zhang and was slowly wiping his lips and hands. He swallowed and said softly: "Thank you for your help last night. There’s also a house to stay in for the night, as well as breakfast just now.”
Hearing her words, He Jichen just nodded slightly towards her to show that he had received her thanks, and continued wiping his hands calmly.
The restaurant was quiet for a while, and then Ji Yi spoke again: "Well, you asked Mrs. Zhang to buy the clothes you're wearing, right?"
Before He Jichen could answer, Ji Yi continued: "When I have time later, I will give you the money..." After a pause, Ji Yi continued to add: "...or Mrs. Zhang."