More than ten minutes later, Fang Jiayi tidied up the coffee table, took the garbage out of the door, came back, picked up the clothes scattered on the table and sofa one by one, turned on the sweeping robot, and went into the bathroom with the clothes.
She threw all of Mu Ziyin's dirty clothes into the washing machine, poured in detergent, and pressed start.
After doing all this, it was already past nine o'clock.
Seeing that there was nothing to do, Fang Jiayi lifted her hair and thought about leaving. Mu Ziyin had been watching TV and had no intention of inviting her to watch TV with him. Fang Jiayi pursed her lips and walked up to him, "Nothing else, I'll go back first."
Mu Ziyin raised his eyes and glanced at her. He didn't know what he was thinking, and said, "Are you going back now?"
"Well, it's getting late." She pulled the bag that was on the sofa.
Mu Ziyin pursed his lips, suddenly stood up and held her hand.
Fang Jiayi didn't understand and turned her head away.
The two looked at each other, and Mu Ziyin seemed to have struggled before speaking in a low voice, "Wait a moment."
"Ah? Why?"
His expression was cryptic and difficult. "Your pants are dirty."
"Is it dirty?" Fang Jiayi lowered her head to check her pants.
Mu Ziyin reminded: "Behind."
“…” Fang Jiayi’s face turned red all of a sudden. She pulled her bag over to cover her buttocks subconsciously. She was so embarrassed that she couldn’t utter a word.
"Wait a moment." After saying that, Mu Ziyin rushed upstairs, searched in his closet for a long time, and found a long coat.
I guess the length of this coat can cover the dirty area, right
He came down with a suit jacket and handed it to her, "Put on this jacket, it can cover that area."
"..." Fang Jiayi's face flushed. She slowly took it, put it on, and whispered, "Thank you."
Although I didn't see what was happening behind me, I can imagine how embarrassing it must have been.
"Come on, I'll take you back."
"No need, I drove here, I can go back by myself."
"It's okay. It's late. You're a girl, so it's my duty to see you off." He actually just wanted to find an excuse to stay with her a little longer.
Fang Jiayi said: "No need, you still have a fever."
"I'm almost well again."
In this way, Fang Jiayi did not refuse, but she was still the one driving. Mu Ziyin just accompanied her back, sitting in Fang Jiayi's car. He said, "When we get to your house, I'll ask the driver to pick me up."
"Yeah." Fang Jiayi didn't know what to say and focused on driving.
In fact, I have a lot of things I want to ask him, but I don’t know how to start. Seeing that he looks very tired, I feel that it is not the time to have a heart-to-heart talk.
During the one-hour drive, neither of them spoke much.
When they arrived in front of Fang Jiayi's residential area, Mu Ziyin got out of the car, stood in the wind, and said quietly with his eyes: "Okay, you're here, get on, I'll wait for the driver here."
"Okay." Fang Jiayi said goodbye to him, carrying her bag.
After walking two steps, he felt uneasy again and turned back. In the dark night, Mu Ziyin was standing under a street lamp. He was so weak that he seemed to fall down at any time. Fang Jiayi frowned and asked, "Did you bring medicine?"
From a distance, Mu Ziyin asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just asking, did you bring the medicine?"
"I took my medicine after dinner."
"Yeah." Fang Jiayi struggled in her heart and curled up her five fingers. "It's very cold. Do you want to go upstairs and have a cup of hot tea?"
Mu Ziyin's dim eyes brightened, and he said weakly, "Is it okay?"
She smiled: "Okay."
Mu Ziyin came over.
Fang Jiayi stood there quietly waiting for him until he came over, then she turned around and walked into the building with him side by side.
After going up to the 22nd floor, Fang Jiayi turned on the ceiling light and went into the kitchen to pour him tea.
Mu Ziyin sat on the sofa, his eyes wandering quietly in her house. In fact, he had been to this house many times, but tonight, he felt it was particularly warm.
Fang Jiayi put the hot tea on the coffee table and said, "Drink your tea first. I'll go take a shower."
Mu Ziyin nodded, "Okay."
Fang Jiayi took clean clothes and went into the bathroom. Facing the mirror, she took away Mu Ziyin's coat. Sure enough, there was a large bright red spot on the back of his pants. It was so embarrassing.
She went into the shower room to take a shower, the sound of water splashing. After she finished, she took her white pants stained with bright red to the shower room to wash, but she could not wash them clean. Once white pants are stained with other colors, it is difficult to wash them off. Finally, she threw the pants into the trash can. Forget it, there was nothing she could do if they could not be washed clean.
Wearing clean and comfortable home clothes, she returned to the living room. Her medium-length hair that reached her neck was let down, falling on her pretty face, making her facial features look particularly delicate and fair.
Hearing the footsteps, Mu Ziyin turned his head and saw Fang Jiayi, who was dressed lazily, and his expression was stunned.
Fang Jiayi came over with a bag of pineapple cakes and turned on the TV with the remote control. "Would you like some snacks?"
Mu Ziyin shook his head, still looking at her.
Fang Jiayi felt a little uncomfortable, and moved her eyes to the TV. She said, "Yes, you are sick, so you can't eat snacks for the time being, but you need to drink more water."
"Um."
She curled up on the sofa and ate snacks.
Mu Ziyin looked at her sideways and suddenly thought, it would be nice if he could hold her while watching TV.
He stared at her for more than ten minutes before realizing that his gaze was too hot, so hot that she didn't dare to turn around and look at her.
"Your driver hasn't arrived yet?" Fang Jiayi looked out the window. Winter was coming and it was windy outside.
"He said his wife was giving birth tonight and couldn't come."
"Ah? What should I do then?"
"How about I ask Qingzhi to come over? She happens to live next door to you."
Fang Jiayi bit her finger, "How embarrassing is that?"
Mu Ziyin looked at her without saying anything.
Sure enough, Fang Jiayi thought about it and said, "If you don't mind, you can stay here tonight. I'll cook breakfast for you in the morning and then take you home."
Mu Ziyin had a smile in his eyes, and he didn't refuse, so he asked softly, "Is it okay?"
"Sure, you stayed here last night too."
Mu Ziyin was overjoyed, but she didn't dare to show it too obviously. She lowered her head and said in a gentle voice, "Thank you so much."
"It's okay." She said, and turned back to watching TV.
The two of them sat on either side of the sofa, watching TV quietly. In fact, Mu Ziyin didn't know what the TV series was about, he was just secretly enjoying it.
Suddenly, Fang Jiayi asked, "Is the heroine a pig-brained person? Can't she see that others are obviously trying to harm her?"
Mu Ziyin turned his attention back to the TV. Not knowing what was on, he made up a story: "It's pretty stupid."
"I can't stand it anymore because I'm framed every time."
Mu Ziyin smiled, "Yeah."
"Aren't you sleepy yet?"
"fine."
"You are sick, you should rest more."
"I've slept all day today, so I'm not very sleepy now." In fact, he was sleepy, but just didn't want to sleep.
Fang Jiayi nodded, "But you can't stay up late, just go to bed after watching this episode."
She also wanted to sleep. She had her period and her stomach was not feeling very comfortable. She wanted to go to bed early and forget about the discomfort and pain.
"good."
*
Lying in the guest room, Mu Ziyin tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, especially when he thought of his beloved woman sleeping next door. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, but still couldn't calm the hot feeling in his heart.
A strong desire quickly surged up from his body, making his breathing become heavier.
Now, he really wanted to go over and hug her.
But he knew he shouldn't do that. The timing was not right and she was having her period. He shouldn't be so beastly.
I simply closed my eyes tightly and forced myself to sleep.
Fang Jiayi, on the other hand, was sleeping soundly.
*
The next day, Mu Ziyin woke up and found a delicious breakfast ready. He looked at the table full of his favorite dishes, then glanced at Fang Jiayi who was standing in front of the table serving him porridge, his heart filled with tenderness.
I really want to kiss her, praise her, and hug her.
But all this is just thought.
He sat down, and the fragrant and sticky chicken porridge was placed in front of him. Fang Jiayi was still as gentle as yesterday and said, "Let's eat."
"Okay." He reached out to take the spoon from her hand and accidentally touched her fingers.
His palm was so hot that Fang Jiayi's eyelashes trembled and she quickly pulled her hand back.
The two looked at each other and said nothing.
In order to break the awkward silence, Fang Jiayi asked: "How do you feel about the fever today?"
(End of this chapter)