The night is dark and the night is low.

The air around is the most familiar atmosphere of winter, including decaying grass, withered poplars, yellow leaves... all the scenes form the simplest scene in the night.

Occasionally, when Ye Jiaqi doesn't speak, the surroundings will fall into silence.

In the silence, she would hear Qiao Sinian's shallow breathing.

She lay quietly on his shoulders, like a child.

The stars are shining and the light is filled with colorful light.

And he is more dazzling than the stars and more dazzling than the flowing light.

He has been dormant in her heart for many years and has been integrated with his heart. Even if thousands of sails pass by, she will never forget his appearance.

I thought time could make her forget every bit of her time with him, but later I found that some people had long been engraved in my heart.

The wind cannot dissipate, and the rain cannot be beaten.

On the contrary, as time passes, the mark will deepen.

Ye Jiaqi's face was always smiling, as beautiful as a sunflower.

The time I spent with him always felt that it passed quickly. After a while, Qiao Sinian stood at the door of Qiao's house.

The lights on Qiao's house are on, and Butler Sun is still busy.

When Qiao Sinian came back with Ye Jiaqi on his back, Butler Sun happened to come out.

She was stunned at first, and then smiled: "Mr. Qiao, Miss Ye, I have prepared tea and hot drinks."

"Yes." Qiao Sinian nodded.

Ye Jiaqi hid shyly behind him.

Fortunately, there is no one else in Qiao Zhai, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

"Let me down." Ye Jiaqi lowered his voice and said in his ear.

Qiao Sinian had no choice but to carry her into the warm living room.

He put on slippers for her and took off her scarf and coat.

Qiao Sinian had no expression on her handsome face, but her deep eyes contained infinite deep pampering.

Ye Jiaqi ran to the coffee table and poured him boiled water.

"Remember to take medicine." Ye Jiaqi said while putting the medicine for him.

Qiao Sinian calmed down in front of her and took medicine on time three times a day.

He has good physical fitness and recovers very quickly. He was just discharged from the hospital yesterday and nothing big has happened today.

Ye Jiaqi held a cup of hot water and started to sit on the sofa watching TV.

"Master Qiao, don't you think the house is too deserted?" She hinted lazily against the sofa.

"You should know that I have never liked the excitement very much." Qiao Sinian put the notebook on his leg, opened it, and his eyes fell on the screen.

"But I like it. If it is too deserted, I will be scared."

"Why, your apartment in Chicago has a lot of family members? Huh?"

"..." Ye Jiaqi gave him a blank look. It was really impossible to chat well, really.

Ye Jiaqi adjusted a bubble drama, and the heroine in the drama was crying with tears in her mouth and tears.

Ye Jiaqi snorted coldly: "This man looks very similar to you."

"Can you change something else?" Qiao Sinian disliked him in every way.

"No." Ye Jiaqi slapped his mouth.

Qiao Sinian turned his head and looked at her with deep eyes. She looked like a person... well, like his precious son.

Qiao Sinian ignored her and lowered her head and continued to look at the laptop screen.

The living room is warm, like spring, and I don’t feel cold at all.

Ye Jiaqi likes lively, but doesn’t like running around. She thought it would be good to stay together quietly like this.

There was nothing good about TV shows, so Ye Jiaqi simply turned around and looked at his notebook.
Chapter completed!