Chapter 1883：

Chapter 1883

Chu Boyan tightened his hand abruptly, pulling the door.

Ji Fengmian fastened his seat belt on his side.

The man straightened up and said to Chu Boyang, "Drive carefully." However, when he turned to see Chu Boyang's cold and gloomy eyes, he was slightly stunned, and looked at Chu Boyang with a puzzled gaze.

Chu Boyang closed the car door and stood in front of the car door for a long time before turning around and getting on the car.

silently started the car, Ji Fengmian watched his hands holding the steering wheel so tight, the veins on the back of his hands protruded, and the gurgling sound was clearly heard.

But his face was the same, very calm, no waves.

"Is the food here delicious?" Chu Boyang asked after the car drove out for a long time.

"not bad."

"Next time I'll bring you with me."

"No. I don't want to do it again for the time being."

"Then come back when you want to eat."

Ji Fengmian did not speak.

"You don't have to take me out next time."

"next time……"

Chu Boyang repeated a sentence, his eyes seemed to be cracked.

Back at the villa, the two entered the room, Chu Boyang said to the servant, "Remember to ask her to eat on time for dinner", and then went upstairs.

The potential meaning of    is that he does not need to inform him about dinner.

In fact, he didn't show up for dinner, and he didn't show up at night. Even the milk that had to be brought to her every night was brought in by servants.

Ji Fengmian held the milk cup in his hand, and the temperature was almost the same as what Chu Boyang brought in each time.

"Don't worry, ma'am, I watch Mr. hot milk every day. I know how much, how hot, and how many minutes it is hot. You should read a book for another ten minutes before drinking it, right? I reminded him for the first time that maybe He told me casually when it was too hot."

Ji Fengmian looked down at the milk cup, her fingers tightened slightly.

The servant hesitated for a while, and then said, "But Mrs....Mister hasn't had dinner tonight, and he called me to bring this milk to you. He has been in the study by himself for seven or eight hours. Is it really okay to not eat or drink?"

Ji Fengmian looked at the clock next to her, and was silent for a while, "Go and rest first."

The servant saw that there was no response from her, so she responded and left.

Ji Fengmian did not read as usual, got out of bed holding a glass, and walked to the window.

The moon is bright and the stars are rare.

Rarely good weather.

The lights in the yard downstairs were still on, and two servants walked out carrying garbage bags.

Muffled talk mixed with occasional laughter.

They are still young.

Live in his own way.

With a garbage bag in hand, he did a day's work, but he was still alive and happy.

Do they have a bad past?

Probably yes.

You may be hungry, you may not be able to buy a dress you like, you may fall on the road to realize your dream, you may have a first love that has no result...

But they don't seem to be doing very badly now.

Taking a deep breath, she raised her glass and took a sip of milk.

Really, after so many years of getting used to the temperature of milk, the current temperature is still hotter than before.

took the glass away from her mouth for a few minutes, and when she looked down, she saw the empty glass bottle that had been interviewing there on the windowsill.

Staring at it for a few seconds, she put the milk glass aside and picked up the jug.

When she first moved in, she found out, but thought...it was impossible.

The empty glass bottle he gave her at the orphanage was taken away and kept in the Chu residence.

She didn't take it with her when she moved into the Shen's house, and she didn't notice when Uncle Chu and the others moved later.

What's more, even if he was taken away by Uncle Chu, how could he run into Chu Boyang's hands now.

It shouldn't be her...

But when she saw the wooden lid of the glass bottle with the name she signed with her back then, she didn't know what to say for a while.

After so many years, she actually went around and returned to her hands.

He put it in front of her.

Ah.

Since receiving this birthday present, she has never made a wish.

At the beginning, he promised that the wish she put in the jar would be fulfilled. She didn't take it lightly, but later only cared about getting angry with him.

Later, when we met again, she didn't really want anything in the first place, the Chu family never lacked anything from her, and Chu Boyang didn't have the chance to use this bottle for her at that time...

Now…

The pulp of the fingers gently felt the smooth body of the glass.

I don't know if this bottle will be as useful as he said back then.

Outside the window, two servants finished throwing out the garbage and walked back laughing.

She looked back, put the glass bottle back, and picked up the milk glass again.

After drinking the milk, Chu Boyang still didn't come in at nine o'clock.

At half past nine, still nothing.

Ten o'clock, still nothing.

Ji Fengmian's face was getting worse and worse, and she didn't know when she fell asleep.

After the early morning, the bedroom door was finally opened gently.

A tall and slender figure slowly approached the bed, and finally stopped in front of Ji Fengmian's bed.

The auxiliary lights in the room were still on, and he could clearly see Ji Fengmian's sleeping face.

Even sleeping is so light and indifferent, the facial features are completely the same as the indifference in the past, and even the eyebrows have not changed.

His eyes fell on her exposed shoulder, he bent over and gently pulled the quilt up.

But seeing her shoulders up close, the dark eyes hidden in the dim light seemed to collide in groups, and the brow bones jumped clearly.

The hand that was holding the quilt clenched instantly, with ferocity and trembling, and finally placed the quilt lightly on her shoulder.

After doing such a simple action, a layer of sweat was already seeping on Chu Boyang's face.

Finally, he bent down and accumulated a few points, propped himself on the edge of the bed, and slowly sat down on the ground.

He stared sideways at Ji Fengmian's sleeping face for a long time, his arms resting on his bent legs, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.

The image of the man touching her this afternoon was all in my mind.

When he touched her, he had to be nervous and careful for a long time.

But that man dared to touch her so openly.

She had been with Shen Defan for so many years, and he kept forcing himself not to think about what happened in between.

She asked if he didn't care?

He cares.

She has the rightful intimacy with other men, how could he not care.

That was something he had and lost.

What he desires is easily obtained by others...

But what can he do, he still wants her.

But she just wouldn't obey.

She wants to continue to meet that man.

She thought again...

His eyes suddenly seemed to be stabbed, and he couldn't help blinking, and his Adam's apple rolled a few times.

She thought again... and wanted to choose another man just like that time, forcing him to leave without a solution?

This time, will it really be a lifetime?

He raised his hand to touch Ji Fengmian's face, but finally stopped.

He could no longer allow himself any chance of harming her.

For one night, Chu Boyang locked himself in the study, forcibly restraining the raging fire that was hovering in his chest.

He couldn't help wanting to rush out. Whether it was the man or she, he had to make it clear to him.

He wanted to remove the man's hand, but if he did that, A Mian would definitely accuse him, scold him, hate him more, and even take this opportunity to get rid of him.

He also wanted to ask her why she wanted to meet other men, have dinner together, and allow him to touch her!

Do you have to repeat the same trick to let him leave?

But he can't be impulsive, he can't hurt her, he's not sure if he will hurt her out of control.

He thought he wouldn't, but he couldn't just think.

He didn't know what to do with her.

Nobody can mess with.

Nothing can be refuted at all.

銟 is awesome.

After more than 20 years, he hadn't figured out how to deal with her.

He didn't know what else to do except the old way of clinging to her.

Ji Fengmian had something in mind before going to bed, and fell asleep for a while, but subconsciously she was waiting for something.

Turned over in the middle of the night, his elbows were slightly tilted to the other half of the bed, and there was nothing there.

After two or three times of emptiness, my heart followed, and finally I opened my eyes in a distraught state.

Seeing that the other side of the bed was still empty, she frowned.

It was already dimly lit outside the window.

turned over and sat up, turned around to turn on the light, but saw a dark shadow sitting under the bed.

She sucked in a breath of cold air, and in an instant, a cold numbness spread all over her body, reaching the top of her head.

Chu Boyang only planned to put the quilt on her again after she turned over, but she didn't expect that she would wake up.

It is late autumn now, and it is close to winter, and the sky outside the window looks like it is only five or six o'clock. She usually wakes up around seven o'clock.

He propped himself up against the edge of the bed with some difficulty, and bent over to look at her, his voice hoarse and low.

"Why did you wake up so early?"

Ji Fengmian could see his face vaguely, his hands and feet were cold, he suddenly reached out and slapped his face hard.

The sound is exceptionally crisp.

Chu Boyang paused, looking at Ji Fengmian's blue face, he reached out and grabbed her shoulder, her body was trembling faintly.

"Feel sorry……"

He held her in his arms, his arms tightened extraordinarily.

Ji Fengmian was frightened, and after a long pause, she gradually felt the pain caused by his confinement.

"Do you want to strangle me?!"

Ji Fengmian struggled a few times, her voice was hoarse as she had just woken up, with obvious anger.

Chu Boyang released his strength in the next second.

Ji Fengmian pushed her away, tied her messy hair, and looked at him coldly.

"Where did you sit all night?"

Chu Boyang shook his head, "No... one night."

"I slept past ten o'clock last night..." She paused and turned her head to the side, "You weren't there."

Ji Fengmian's voice sounded a little awkward, but it made Chu Boyang's heart startled fiercely, and a spring of joy poured out.

"You...have been waiting for me?"

Ji Fengmian was silent for a while, then turned to look at him, "I'm afraid you will wake me up after I fall asleep!"

There was a faint smile on the corner of Chu Boyang's lips.

"It's my fault, not next time."

Ji Fengmian frowned, grabbed the quilt and lay down again.

"Get out if you don't sleep."

(end of this chapter)