Ji Nuan pushed the door open and looked at the bright lights in the living room of the apartment.
Feng Ling hesitated outside the door. Since Mr. Mo was here, would she not have to stay with Ji Nuan tonight? After hesitating outside the door for a moment, she decided not to go in yet.
This apartment is really big, and the distance from the front door to the bedroom is not close, but the bedroom door is closed and there is no light inside. Apart from the living room, only the kitchen light is on.
Why a kitchen
Will Mo Jingshen really come
Ji Nuan felt inexplicably nostalgic.
She had prepared a lot of words before, and wanted to say that she actually believed in him all the time. When she said those words, it was not that she doubted their relationship and marriage, it was just that she was stuck there for a moment, thinking about what she wanted to say. The words were spoken directly, but the trust that always existed between them was ignored.
These days, she stares at her phone in a daze every day, her hand always stopping on the call button, but she just can't press it.
Has he finally calmed down? Is it finally here
Ji Nuan stood outside the kitchen for a while, wanting to go in but was afraid it would be too sudden, so she made some plans before stepping in. As soon as she walked into the kitchen, she saw an aunt in her fifties standing next to the refrigerator, holding a glass of wine in one hand. There is a shopping bag with a supermarket logo on it, and the other hand is opening the refrigerator door.
Ji Nuan's footsteps were frozen in place, and the hope that rose in his eyes suddenly dissipated. The hand hidden in the sleeve clenched tightly, and then loosened it, as if there was something he wanted to hold. There is no way to hold it.
The aunt who was in front of the refrigerator heard footsteps and turned around to see Ji Nuan. She was surprised at first, and then asked with an earnest and kind face: "Hello, are you Miss Ji?"
Ji Nuan suppressed her emotions and said, "Yes, who are you?"
The aunt suddenly laughed again: "Hello, Miss Ji, I am a personal nanny hired by Mr. Mo more than a month ago. I am responsible for coming to your place every two days to clean up the room. By the way, I will replace all the ingredients in the kitchen with daily replacement." The freshest. I see that no one has touched the things in the refrigerator for a long time. You have not used the various ingredients you bought in the past month. But after all, Mr. Mo paid all the money long ago, so I still Come every two days on time.”
Feng Ling heard the conversation outside, but there seemed to be no voice from Mr. Mo. He felt strange. Could it be that the person inside was not Mr. Mo
She walked in quickly and saw Ji Nuan standing in front of the kitchen door. He looked normal, but his back was obviously tense.
Feng Ling walked forward hesitantly, then raised his eyes and saw the aunt inside. Combined with the conversation he had just vaguely heard, he understood instantly.
"No wonder it's always clean here. It turns out that someone comes to clean it up all the time." Feng Ling said in a low voice, and then he saw a faint polite smile on Ji Nuan's face, but the smile was not big enough. fundus.
Obviously, he is disappointed.
"By the way, Miss Ji, are you not used to the things I buy every two days, or have you not been back recently? It seems to me that many of the supplies in your bathroom haven't been used in a long time." The aunt closed the refrigerator door and turned around and asked: "If you are not used to it, you can make a list for me. From now on, I will only buy things you like to eat..."
"No, I haven't been back for a long time." Ji Nuan said calmly, lowering his eyes to look at the clean and spotless floor.
"Oh, no wonder." The aunt nodded: "It's such a waste to always buy things and put them away all the time. If Miss Ji you don't come to live in the apartment recently, do you need me to put all the things you bought in the future? Send food to University T? Are you living in the dormitory now?"
"It's not convenient to cook if you live in the dormitory, and you can eat as you please, so you don't have to worry about it." Ji Nuan said calmly, "Auntie, you just need to come here to clean on time, and there is no need to buy any more things."
"But Mr. Mo gave a lot of money..."
"It doesn't matter, just clean."
"Miss Ji, then this money..."
Seeing that Ji Nuan was not in a high mood now, Feng Ling said directly: "You do what Miss Ji says. If she says you don't need to buy it, you don't need to buy it."
The aunt was stunned for a moment. She had collected so much money but only came to clean. She was really upset. But seeing their insistence, she had no choice but to nod: "Okay, I'll write my phone number to Miss Ji. If you need anything else during these three months, please feel free to call me."
Ji Nuan nodded and said no more, turned around and went out.
Feng Ling took the note from her aunt, looked at the phone number and asked her to continue packing. Then she turned to look at Ji Nuan who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room. She was silent for a moment. He was about to go over and talk to her, but he was The aunt in the kitchen rarely saw anyone here, and she kept looking for topics to chat. Feng Ling stood there and replied casually.
Until half an hour later, the aunt left, and Ji Nuan was still standing in front of the window.
"Mrs. Mo, are you back to get computer accessories?" Feng Ling broke the silence: "Do you remember where you put them? I'll get them for you, so you don't forget them when you leave later."
"In the study."
"Okay, I'll get it."
Feng Ling looked at her again, then turned and walked towards the study.
After finding the things Ji Nuan wanted to get back in the study, he walked out and saw that Ji Nuan, who was standing in front of the window just now, had squatted down at some point.
Ji Nuan squatted in front of the window and didn't make a sound.
"Mo..."
Feng Ling was about to speak, but hesitated for two seconds because of the scene in front of him. He suddenly took out his mobile phone and quietly took a photo of Ji Nuan from this angle, showing Ji Nuan squatting lonely in front of the window. Come down.
From this angle, the expression on Ji Nuan's face could not be seen, only a strand of hair hanging down on both sides of her face could be seen, and her back was thin and silent.
Like a child abandoned by adults on the side of the road, he is at a loss.
After taking the photo, Feng Ling stared at the photo for a while, found Mo Jingshen's personal number on his phone, and sent the photo to him directly.
Only two minutes passed after I sent it, and I saw the word "Read" was displayed behind the photo. Then I put the phone back, walked to the window, and squatted down with Ji Nuan.
"Mrs. Mo, what do you want to do most now?"
When Ji Nuan heard Feng Ling's words, she turned to look at the short-haired woman next to her and tugged at the corner of her lips: "I don't know, my head is a little empty. Maybe I can listen to some stories or do something to divert my attention. To feel better, drinking alcohol is also a good choice. The ancients said that one drink can solve a thousand worries, so you can try it."
This is the first time in this month that Ji Nuan has taken the initiative to admit the discomfort in her heart.
Feng Ling raised his eyebrows: "It's better to forget about drinking. Mr. Mo has clearly said that you are not allowed to drink. Even if he is not here now, I still have to watch you."