He didn't ask Ji Rao to come in for fear that he would be splashed by the oil star.

It's quick to make noodles. It's ready in ten minutes.

He gave Ji Rao a bowl, and took a pair of chopsticks, "drink milk?"

Rao Ji shook her head.

He took the bowl in one hand and went out, holding Ji Rao in the other hand. "Come and eat."

Han Jinyan's bench is a little high. Ji Rao almost climbs up. After sitting on it, his legs are far away from the ground.

A bowl of hot noodles was put in front of him.

Ji Rao took chopsticks to eat, although the taste is still that taste, but tight stomach is always like a bottomless hole, not enough to eat.

He put down his chopsticks after a little half.

Han Jinyan has been sitting on the stool opposite him. When he heard the sound of putting chopsticks, he raised his head. First he looked at his bowl, then he looked up at Ji Rao, "are you full?"

Ji Rao nodded.

Han Jinyan took a piece of toilet paper from the table and wiped Ji Rao's mouth.

He stood up and took away the bowl and chopsticks.

Ji Rao carefully slipped off the bench.

Han Jinyan came out and looked at Ji Rao's feet. He didn't say anything. He just hugged him like a child.

"It's getting late. Let's go to bed."

Ji Rao said softly, "OK."

Maybe it was the first time that someone was so kind to him. Ji Rao looked flattered.

It's too late today. He has only one room of his own in his family, but he thinks Ji Rao is still small. It's nothing to sleep in one room for two people.

Han Jinyan put Ji Rao on the edge of the bed and sat down. Then he went to get another quilt and came out. After making the quilt, Han Jinyan waved to Ji Rao, "come in and sleep."

Ji Rao got into the bed.

Han Jinyan reached out to turn off the light, leaving only a small orange lamp beside the head of the bed.

Ji Rao turns his back to Han Jinyan and shrinks in the quilt and closes his eyes.

When I woke up the next day, there was no one nearby.

He yawned deeply and sat up.

The calendar on the table showed that it was already 9:30. Ji Rao lifted the quilt and came down from the bed. He saw a note on the bedside table.

"I went to work. There's food in the kitchen. You can eat it when you get up and come back at 5:30 in the evening."

Ji Rao put down the note, went to the bathroom and saw that there was a toothbrush jar on it. They were all newly bought. They should have got up early and bought it back.

After washing, Ji Rao went out to eat in the kitchen. Then he sat on the sofa and watched TV and legal variety cartoons. After a few hours, he went to the study on the second floor to read Han Jinyan's books.

Han Jinyan is a university associate professor recruited by M University. His research direction is clinical medicine.

So many books in his study are about human body research or medicine, and many are foreign books. Ji Rao opened a French book, didn't understand a word, and closed it again.

When Han Jinyan came back, he saw Ji Rao sleeping on the sofa with a pillow.

He slowed down subconsciously.

Ji Rao put the pillow in his arms, curled up, mouth slightly open, looking small.

Because there is no light, the light is a little dark, Ji Rao's delicate eyebrows and eyes are not very clear. The TV is still on, but the sound on it sounds too quiet.

Han Jinyan put the things in his hand on the tea table, the bag made some noise, Ji Rao's eyelashes trembled, and then slowly opened his eyes.