Jing Xiangyang's pupils tightened, obviously a little shocked by her answer.
I never expected that this problem had been following her for three years... and he hadn't noticed it at all!
Suddenly, a bulging picture of Yun Jing carrying a large schoolbag came out of his mind. Jing Xiangyang rubbed his eyebrows, and suddenly seemed to understand something.
"why?"
This question is something Jing Xiangyang has not been able to understand.
Last night, he repeatedly asked himself, why
She Yun Jing is in a prominent family, and she has what she wants. From childhood to adulthood, as long as she wants it, she has never been unable to get it.
She doesn't lack anything, but why did she still embark on the road of stealing
The things that she emptied from her bag yesterday were all worthless gadgets. He could even buy her carts and carts if she needed it, but... would she actually choose to steal it?
Finally, Jing Xiangyang found the answer for himself in the psychology book.
It's a disease...
Psychological theft! !
Seeing that Yun Jing didn't plan to open up and say anything to him, Jing Xiangyang didn't force her.
He made a final concession, "Today rest at home, don't go to school."
Yun Jing looked up at him.
"I'm asking for leave today."
He continued.
Faint waves flashed in Yun Jing's eyes.
But I heard her say, "I'm going to school."
She insisted.
"Yun Xiaosan!"
Jing Xiangyang obviously has no patience.
"Lu Liye promised me to treat me to a big meal today!"
Yun Jing casually found a reason to prevaricate him.
In fact, she just didn't know how to face him.
After the theft, Yun Jing felt embarrassed like never before.
Lu Liye also knows her bad habits, but she doesn't feel ashamed, or that anyone else sees it, she won't feel anything, even if she gets caught in the police station, she doesn't care... But he knew it, just can't do it !
Yun Jing drank the porridge in the bowl three times, grabbed his schoolbag and left.
Jing Xiangyang calmly constricted his cold and charming face, and didn't say a single extra word.
Lu Liye...
She Yun Xiaosan is not far from that man now.
Jing Xiangyang only felt that his head was blocked by a huge boulder, making him extremely uncomfortable.
…
Yun Jing's theft seems to be so ignorant.
Jing Xiangyang didn't call to tell Uncle Mo and Aunt Shan about these things, and he didn't entangle with Yun Jing anymore on weekdays.
Of course, he would never see her on weekdays.
She lives on campus.
And it's the kind that won't return until the weekend.
And his work is getting busier and busier. Yun Jing is not there, and he doesn't care much. Sometimes when he gets tired, he just goes to the hospital and just sleeps.
Many times, at one or two in the morning, you will suddenly wake up from your sleep.
Looking at the dark and cold office, Jing Xiangyang was swallowed by an unprecedented sense of loneliness, and Yun Xiaosan's childish face was all over his mind.
Sit up, take out the phone, and take a look.
The missed call was empty and there was nothing, let alone her phone call.
This is probably the longest, farthest and most thorough time she has been away from herself... even without a phone call!
Are women in love, all like this
Jing Xiangyang felt a little annoyed when he thought of the two people'in love'.
He put his arms on his knees, wiped his tired face, picked up the coat on the edge of the sofa, got up and walked out, ready to go home.
The car, obviously should drive in the direction of home.
But inexplicably drove to A, until he stopped downstairs in the girls' dormitory, Jing Xiangyang only reacted.
Looking up, looking at the already dark female dormitory, Jing Xiangyang's calm eyes sank deeply.
Getting out of the car, the long figure leaned lazily on the body.
He lowered his head slightly, lit a cigarette, and held it in his mouth.
The slow cold wind came over, blowing on his face, a little cold, but it made him feel a lot more comfortable.
The air still smelled of her, that faint, fresh feeling... Jing Xiangyang knew that it was his own psychological effect, and he would even feel that he was a bit perverted because of his suffering.
After adjusting his posture, his thick eyebrows became tighter, and he exhaled a murky breath, which was a little obscure.
He hasn’t seen her for four days, and she will go home one day, but he just feels that he can’t wait for even one day, and these four days seem to have been four full years... the phone is in his hand Spinning boredly.
But accidentally, I pressed the '1' key...
The shortcut key set by his '1' is Yun Jing's phone number.
When he realized that, the phone was actually connected.
From dialing out to responding, it took only ten seconds.
Jing Xiangyang was a little unexpected.
It wasn't embarrassment or embarrassment, but worried that she was asleep.
It's already past three in the morning after all.
Sure enough, a distressed voice came from the other side of the phone lazily, "Hey—"
The mellow voice is a tone he is familiar with.
It's also the voice he has read for many days...
Suddenly, I felt the stiff stone in my chest melted away in an instant... "It's me."
He responded in a deep voice, extinguishing the cigarette butt in his hand, "Did it bother you?"
"Jing Xiangyang?"
On the phone, her voice seemed to wake up quite a bit.
Should Jing Xiangyang be pleased that she can still hear her own voice within ten seconds
"Ok."
He groaned, which counted as an answer.
Then, the two people fell into awkward silence on the phone.
He said, "Go to sleep, I accidentally pressed the shortcut key."
So, is it just not being careful
Accidentally called her this
"Ok… "
Yun Jing bit her lip, "Then I'll hang up."
She said she was about to hang up.
"Little San'er!"
Jing Xiangyang stopped her anyway.
Yun Jing's nervous heart skipped a beat, and hurriedly responded, "Huh?"
Jing Xiangyang was silent, and after a long time, he asked her in a deep voice, "How are the past few days?"
Yun Jing did not expect that he would suddenly ask himself this question.
I was stunned for several seconds, but didn't answer.
is it going well
It's not good or bad at all to be muddled every day.
Yun Jing turned over under the quilt, only to feel a little chilly.
The heating in the dormitory has been broken for two days, and no one has come to repair it. It freezes like an icicle every night.
Especially her body is cold, her feet are stuffed into the quilt, until she wakes up in the morning, her feet are still as cold as iron.
"It's okay."
Yun Jing returned to him.
Huo Er, narrowed his eyebrows, "Are you still outside?"
While questioning, she looked up at the alarm clock on the table and frowned.
It was past three in the morning! !
He hasn't slept yet at this point, and, is he still outside
"Just came out of the hospital..."
Jing Xiangyang returned to her.
"Driving?"
"No, I stopped aside."
He said the truth.
"where are you?"
Yun Jing asked again curiously.
Jing Xiangyang paused for a while.
After a while, he replied in a deep voice, "Your dormitory is downstairs."
He did not hide it.
Yun Jing was taken aback for a moment, and for the next moment, regardless of the coldness outside the quilt, he got out of bed and ran to the window with bare feet.
Jing Xiangyang seemed to perceive something and frowned, "Are you out of bed?"
"where are you??"
Yun Jing lay on the window sill, standing on tiptoes and looking outside.
However, it was so dark downstairs that she could not find him at all.
"You go back to bed/go up first!"
Jing Xiangyang ignored her question and looked up at the window of her dormitory.
In the darkness, I could vaguely see the light of a mobile phone gleaming, but I couldn't see her features.
But even so, it is enough.
The empty heart seemed to fill up a lot in an instant.
Missing, but fermenting more and more in the body...
The closer you get, the deeper you think.
"where are you?"
Yun Jing continued to ask, a head kept looking around, but he could not be found.
She seemed to be anxious, "Jing Xiangyang, where are you? Why can't I see you? Are you in the car?"
Jing Xiangyang sighed, there was nothing to do with her.
"Wait, I will stand down to the street lamp."
That way, she can see him.
Jing Xiangyang found a nearby street lamp.
Yun Jing saw him at a glance.
He stands by the pole.
The dark long windbreaker wrapped his slender figure, the windbreaker was open, and the hem of the dress dangled in the night breeze, revealing the light white shirt inside.
This is his simple match as always, but it reflects Jing Xiangyang's calm and steady personality.
In the dark night, he just stood there, but silently brought the charm of a mature man into full play.
"see it?"
he asks.
The voice is deep, deep, and full of magnetism.
Good to hear.
Yun Jing actually felt a long-lost feeling, and it was obvious that the two talents hadn't seen each other for a few days.
But these few days, for the two of them, it really feels like several centuries have passed. You must know that they haven't seen each other for a long, long time, and they haven't even had a phone call.
"Ok."
Yun Jing nodded dullly.
Grasping the long silhouette under the white light, she asked, "Why are you here?"
Jing Xiangyang casually leaned against the light pole, took out the cigarette case in his pocket, took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, lit it, and took a sip before returning to her, "I don’t know, the car just went away naturally. Come here."
Yun Jing's red lips pressed unconsciously and lightly, "You just got off work?"
The soft voice softened a bit.
"I slept in the hospital for a while."
"Sleep in the hospital?" Yun Jing narrowed her eyebrows, "Where to sleep? Doesn't your office have a lounge?"
Jing Xiangyang exhaled a smoke ring from his breath and said casually, "It doesn't matter where a man sleeps, he can sleep on a wooden chair or sofa."
Yun Jing tightened her brows, obviously a little dissatisfied, "When did your quality of life become so inferior?"
Jing Xiangyang thought Yun Jing's words were a bit funny. He couldn't help but laughed and teased her, "I haven't seen you in a few days, why have you become so wordy? Like a little housekeeper."
Yun Jing didn't find it funny at all, "Don't go to the hospital anymore, and don't toss about it until so late. It's three o'clock and you're still hanging around outside..."
Well, she really looks like a little housekeeper!
He will start to manage his life habits!
"Tonight is just an accident, not next time."
He promised.
But he didn't tell her, because the smell of her suddenly disappeared at home, so even he didn't want to go home anymore.
A home without her will only make him feel more empty and lonely... "Well, it's too late, go to bed!"
Jing Xiangyang urged her.
"Jing Xiangyang..."
Yun Jing called him coquettishly.
"Ok."
Jing Xiangyang couldn't stop Yun Jing's soft voice the most.
Like a magnetic soft candy, it melted into his heart, and his attitude couldn't help but soften.
It also made him even more reluctant to hang up the phone easily.
"I am so cold."
Yun Jing said.
Jing Xiangyang was taken aback, his eyebrows frowned, "Why don't you go to bed now? I'll catch a cold later."
He straightened up as he said.