The bright light of the street lamp shone on her body like moonlight, and her pure white knitted skirt was dyed with a faint orange color.

There was a breeze blowing, and Ye Jiaqi gently pushed away the fluttering hair.

Huo Jingyi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched.

If she turned her head, she could see him in front of the window.

But until she got into a taxi, she didn't look back.

Huo Jingyi drank the red wine in his glass in one gulp.

As soon as Ye Jiaqi got in the car, Josnian called again.

Helpless, she had no choice but to pick up.

"Master Qiao."

"Why didn't you answer my call just now?"

Josnian suppressed his temper, but his tone was a bit colder.

"busy."

"What are you busy with so late?"

"Do I need to report every move I make to you?"

"Xiao Fanfan can't do homework, why don't you go back?"

Ye Jiaqi choked.

As soon as Josnian moved the little sailboat out, she was at a loss.

No matter whose child Qiao Chengfan is, Josnian's child is innocent.

"I know." Ye Jiaqi responded lightly.

While Josnian was away from the capital, she had thought about what to do.

She was afraid that the little guy would develop feelings for her, and that he would cry heartbrokenly when she left him.

"Ye Jiaqi, stay in Qiao's house and don't think of anything else. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Josnian warned her coldly.

Ye Jiaqi paused, her little thoughts were obvious?

She grabbed the phone and didn't say a word for a long time.

Not hearing Ye Jiaqi's voice, Josnian thought he had frightened her, so he softened his tone.

"Wait until I get back."

Ye Jiaqi turned to look out the window——

It was windy outside and a few drops of rain fell on the windows.

There are more water droplets on the car window, and they gather into lines little by little.

It was quiet in the car, so quiet that she could hear the raindrops hitting the window.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock...

"Speak." Josnian said in a deep voice, slightly dissatisfied.

Only then did Ye Jiaqi come back to his senses: "It's raining."

"What?"

"Nothing, Master Qiao, is there anything else? If not, just hang up."

"Bad mood?"

"When it rains, you will inevitably think of unhappy things." Ye Jiaqi said in a calm tone.

He looked out the window with blurred eyes.

Under the rain, the lights blurred into pieces, and the halo dyed them into blossoms.

Red and green, like flowers blooming in spring.

"Wait until I get back."

He still said this.

Suddenly, he remembered the time when he was at Qiao Zhai.

She would wait for him to come home every night. Sometimes it would be too late and she would fall asleep on the sofa.

Every time, she would say "I'm waiting for you."

From the age of eight until the age of twenty.

Twelve years.

He thought again of the note in the candy box, every word and sentence.

Ye Jiaqi responded with a specious "Yes" and hung up the phone.

The rain outside the window became heavier and heavier, and the wind picked up.

Qiao Zhai is located in a remote area, and the further the car drives, the quieter it gets. It is quiet all around, and the wind blows the leaves, making a "rustling" sound.

The raindrops pattered on the window, making it cool.

Ye Jiaqi is not afraid of thunder in late autumn, but his mood is somewhat heavy.

It was like a stone weighing a thousand pounds was pressing on my heart, and even my breathing was somewhat suppressed.

"Girl, the place you live in is a villa area, why is there no driver to pick you up?" the driver asked curiously.

Ye Jiaqi smiled: "I am a tutor who makes up classes, not from here."

"Oh, that's it."
Chapter completed!