Begonia sleepless tonight

Yan Ruyi kept a straight face, staring at Jiang Jiucheng with her clear eyes. After a few seconds of silence, her silent anger filled the restaurant.

Jiang Jiucheng was calm and relaxed, it was time to eat, he didn't seem to notice anything strange about her.

"Miss Yan, can I speak for a moment?" Lin Wenya smiled and made a "please" gesture.

Yan Ruyi didn't want to lose her temper, and she rarely lost her temper. She looked away from Jiang Jiucheng resentfully, and followed Lin Wenya to the living room.

"Miss Yan, this time Master Jiu insisted on letting you go back to Jiang's house for a short stay. Actually, it was because of Mrs. Zhang." Lin Wenya poured her a glass of boiled water and said, "Ms. Zhang went to check up a few days ago. The liver cancer is at an advanced stage, the doctor said the cancer cells have spread, Mrs. Zhang refused to treat her, so..."

cancer cell?
Yan Ruyi was dazed, Mrs. Zhang was busy in the open kitchen at the moment, wearing an apron to go back and forth, always smiling, she couldn't tell she was terminally ill.

She even suspected that it was Lin Wenya who deliberately deceived herself.

Seeing through her half-belief, Lin Wenya took out her phone and opened the email, "This is the hospital's electronic critical notice."

The phone was handed in front of him, with a white background and densely packed characters, Yan Ruyi just dazzled and didn't dare to look at it carefully.

Although Mrs. Zhang is not her relative, she has taken care of her the most since she was a child. When she thinks that the kind and amiable woman not far away will pass away soon, her hands and feet are cold.

I always feel that the god of death is dormant by my side, and will take someone away inadvertently.

"Jiuye's mother has been recuperating abroad all year round. Mrs. Zhang can be regarded as Jiuye's relatives. It is not too much to fulfill the dream of parting relatives."

Lin Wenya continued to persuade, but Yan Ruyi only heard the sound of "buzzing buzzing".

So, did she blame Jiang Jiucheng again?
How much of what he did was true or false?
　  Or, because I have too much self-awareness, he, Jiang Jiuye, doesn't want her to accompany him at all, and he doesn't even need a duck as a pet candidate?

call……

Yan Ruyi puffed out her cheeks and exhaled. She found that her brain was fairly normal, but once she studied Jiang Jiuye, she would shut down!
"Miss Yan..."

Lin Wenya wanted to say something more, but Yan Ruyi cut off her words full of anger, "Don't say anything, I'll live here for two weeks."

The servant arranged a guest room for her, which was next to Jiang Jiucheng's bedroom on the second floor. She went into the small room behind the kitchen to check around, and it was still the same as she left, nothing changed.

In the afternoon, she accompanied Aunt Zhang to knit a sweater in the yard, and knocked from the side, confirming Lin Wenya's words.

Mrs. Zhang is not from Suiyuan City. When she was young, there was a flood in her hometown. Her family husband and three-year-old son were killed by the flood. She wandered to Suiyuan, and Jiang's family took her in.

She stayed in Jiang's family for nearly 30 years. She watched Jiang Jiucheng grow up, and she had a special sustenance for Jiang's family.

Upon hearing this news, Yan Ruyi's heart felt heavy and uncomfortable. She took a bath at night, sat in the living room of her bedroom, crossed her knees, hugged her knees, and digested quietly by herself.

"How many times have I told you to blow-dry your hair after you wash it?"

Suddenly, a thick towel was covered on top of her head, and the man's big hands were kneading her scalp and hair through the soft cloth.

Yan Ruyi was like a tumbler, swaying left and right with his kneading movements.

She doesn't like hair dryers. She used to think that she could escape Jiang Jiucheng's eyes. If she washes her hair without blowing it, Jiang Jiucheng will get angry because the water from her hair will drip onto the floor.

In the past, he would brush her hair himself, probably because he didn't like her getting it dirty?
But being so close made Yan Ruyi feel uncomfortable, more precisely, in her heart, there was no reason for the two to be close.

"Ninth Master."

She opened her mouth crisply, looked at her bare feet, and asked tentatively, "If I want you to marry me, would you be willing?"

She knew it was ridiculous.

She also knew that the answer was no.

But, she couldn't help it, she wanted an answer, whether he had himself in his heart.

The man's movements froze, and his falcon's eyes deepened a little.

"Boom, boom."

Yan Ruyi clasped her knees with her fingertips, held her breath, but her heartbeat became heavier and heavier.

The man's thin-bladed lips parted, and the words were about to blurt out, when there was a knock on the door.

When he turned back, Lin Wenya smiled lightly, "Master Jiu, it's getting late, if I have time, I've done the report and it's time to go."

Yan Ruyi bit her tongue in remorse, her brain was flooded, and she asked weird words again!
The man put his palm against the top of her head, pressed it lightly, and said in a low voice, "Wipe dry before going to sleep."