During that half hour, I accidentally dropped a lot of things. Young Master Ji Er was in a very unstable mood and even told Wen Zhigu not to come see him again.
In fact, this was not the first time that Ji Xubai left after Wen Zhiwen. Ever since he woke up from a serious injury, his mood had gone up and down.
Normally, Wen Zhigu would probably understand that anyone would go crazy from being Taifu Ji in the past to being in a state where life would be worse than death. Ji Xubai was fine with it now.
But at this moment, Wen Zhigu's mood was uncertain.
Therefore, after hearing the maid's report, the expression on Wen Zhigu's face remained unchanged. He just said quietly "I understand" and asked the maid to retreat.
She slowly closed her eyes, not wanting to do anything, let alone think about Ji Xubai.
She couldn't sleep either, so she closed her eyes for a long time. The only sound in the room was her and Ji Xubai's breathing.
Gently and shallowly.
Until Wen Zhiyu felt that he was being stared at by a gaze, Wen Zhiyu opened his eyes and looked over lightly. He saw Ji Xubai lying on the bed, his eyes looking at her warmly and coolly. There was a kind of An indescribable atmosphere lingered in the sight of the two people.
"I know..." Ji Xubai called softly.
Wen Zhigu remained calm, with no expression or any response.
Her emotions are hard to see and understand.
"I know...you..."
Wen Zhigu stood up indifferently to pour the water, and said calmly without looking back: "Don't talk to me."
Ji Xubai shut up as expected, and just looked at her cold figure with lowered eyes, disappointed.
Wen Zhigu poured the water back and handed it to him.
Ji Xubai looked at her motionless with weak eyes, asking her to feed him.
Wen Zhigu curled his lips coldly: "I heard that when I went out, Taifu Ji had a lot of fun by himself. Why, now he can't even hold a cup of tea?"
Ji Xubai said hoarsely: "I tried...I can't pick it up..."
The dignified Master Ji can't even hold a cup of tea...
Ji Xubai was also very depressed, but there was nothing he could do about it. He knew it, so besides venting his anger on himself, he didn't know what else to do...
My emotions have been fluctuating all the time. At one moment, I was thinking about driving Wen Zhiyu away so that she wouldn't see him like this again. At the next moment, I was thinking about why Wen Zhiyu hadn't come back yet, and whether she didn't want him anymore. …
Ji Xubai's heart was on the verge of collapse. He didn't know how long he could continue to be with Wen Zhigu like this...
But when Wen Zhigu heard what he said, he was still sarcastic: "Really? I see you are very strong when you trap a wooden rabbit..."
Ji Xubai pursed his pale thin lips and did not dare to say anything else.
He lowered his eyelashes slightly, refusing to let Wen Zhigu see the look in his eyes.
After Wen Zhigu said this, he looked around indifferently and narrowed his eyes, "Where is that wooden rabbit?"
Ji Xubai said nothing.
"Did you smash it too?"
Ji Xubai twitched the corners of his lips: "It's just an ordinary gadget... How can it be worthy of knowing the past..."
"If you dare to smash it, I'll break your hand first!" Wen Zhigu's emotions completely burst out, and he stared at him angrily and gasped.
Ji Xubai's expression paused slightly, and he said softly: "The maid kept him in the grid of the couch."