Su Yan nodded,
"we will eat together."
A slow-moving dialogue finally led to the next step.
Ten minutes later.
The two appeared in the living room.
Su Yan is surprised to find that there is not only a long table in the living room, but also exquisite dishes.
She looked silently at the blinking red camera.
Ji Xingyu didn't know where he had gone. When they got out of the room, they didn't see him.
These dishes are very delicate, mainly light.
Probably considering Ji Yan's body.
Su Yan still likes it.
After a good half ring, she is quietly eating, a look up, found Ji Yan a pair of dark eyes looking at her, some uneasy.
She put down her chopsticks and looked at him
Ji Yan's throat rolled up and down for many times, and the time consumed little by little. It felt like a long time.
Then I heard his hoarse and slow voice
"I thought you would not come to me."
He repeated it in his heart thousands of times, hoping that his words could be expressed clearly, like a normal person.
Suyan didn't ask why. She paused for a while.
Ask
"do you have a mobile phone?"
Ji Yan's body is stiff and his head is bowed. Here he is. "I don't have one."
I don't know why Su Yan heard the grievance from it.
She stood up, looked around the living room, and finally found paper and pen.
Then write down a list of numbers and addresses.
Then, I pushed the paper to Ji Yan.
"Here is my address and phone number. You can call me or go to me."
She spoke clearly, slowing down her speaking.
After that, it was rolled into a roll, and then placed in Ji Yan's palm.
Ji Yan was holding the paper. Obviously, he was very happy.
You can even see the bright color in those dark eyes.
Then he nodded solemnly, maybe because he was happy and the whole face looked more popular.
When eating, Su Yan always smells a light smell.
The smell was strange, like blood and mint.
Until after dinner, her eyes inadvertently swept Ji Yan's wrist.
Before, his slightly broad suit had been covering his injured wrist.
Now, maybe because of eating, I'm so happy that I forget about it.
The wrists show.
So that she found that the white gauze tied to her wrist had been penetrated by blood.
She looked at the cut for a long time.
Su Yan's line of sight was so obvious that Ji Yan also looked at her wrist.
Then, the body froze.
Then he pulled his sleeve to cover the wound on his wrist.
Seeing Su Yan's expression become more serious, he looked at his lips and lowered his head
Su Yan didn't speak.
He put his wrist under the table, and his voice was much smaller
Because Su Yan is too late to speak, he is more and more limited.
He held the injured wrist tightly in one hand.
Trying to wipe out the blood on it.
The more silent Su Yan was, the more uneasy he became.
Until, watching Su Yan directly stand up and leave.
Ji Yan is frozen.
I felt cold all over for a moment.
He lowered his head, pulled the sleeve of the sick suit, trying to cover the injured place.
Is it annoying?
He doesn't like himself, either.
Ji Yan sat there, only feeling pain all over.
Put one hand on the table and sweat down.
Hair, sick?
He thought, in front of his eyes, he felt black and tingling, which almost made him faint.
He stood up and wanted to go back to his room.
He knew he must be ugly now. He went back to the room and hid.
You don't have to worry about it. It scares her.
Looking at the room not far away, walking.
Step by step, the movement is very stiff.