My telegraph pole says I'm leaving the order

The boy stayed in the hospital for a few more days before he was taken back to Ji's house. During these few days in the hospital, he never saw the blushing little girl again. never appeared in front of him...

As soon as Ji Nuo'an arrived at Ji's house, she was told that she would attend a banquet to celebrate Patriarch Ji's return of her youngest son.

I heard that the banquet was already prepared a few days ago, but it happened that Ji Nuoan was hospitalized due to allergies, so it had to be moved to tonight.

As soon as the teenager came back from the hospital, he was forced to come to his room to dress up.

Looking at the extra set of pure white dresses and a group of strangers who claimed to be makeup artists in his room, Young Master Ji lowered his head and pursed his lips, feeling aggrieved spontaneously. Their hearts softened for a while, wishing they could pull the child into their arms, hug and hold them high.

"I want to change the dress myself, is that okay?"

The pleasant voice rang in their ears, everyone hesitated for a while, and finally agreed to the young master's request, and retreated one by one.

Looking at the finally empty room, Ji Nuoan's dark pupils looked even more hollow,

What a nuisance...

Why do I let so many people into my room...

That's...my room...

otherwise……

Ji Nuoan's gaze swept over every corner of the room inch by inch, a slight arc appeared on the lips,

Don't want it anymore...

After changing into the uniform, the boy sat quietly and obediently on the chair, allowing those people to touch his face with various air cushion brushes, his beautiful big eyes were dull, as if he was enduring some great pain.

The teenager who had finished his makeup sat quietly at the desk in the room and waited. There was nothing in front of him, and he just maintained this posture in a daze.

Ji Zichen pushed open the door and came behind him, with a familiar gentle smile on his face, he gently wrapped his arms around the young man's slender body,

"An'an, it's time to go downstairs."

The boy nodded lightly, stood up straight and walked out.

Ji Zichen, who was left behind, was not angry either, he caught up with the boy in a few steps, took his hand, and walked down the stairs side by side with him.

The content of the banquet was very simple. Ji Qing's father held Ji Nuo'an's hand and announced that the younger son would go home. Tang Yun, the mother of Ji's family, smiled gently beside her, as if she didn't mind the return of the illegitimate son at all, and Ji Zichen was also doting on him. Looking at the boy, playing the image of a good brother, the family seems to be in harmony.

Huang Mao in the audience was stunned for a moment, and then slapped the arm of the lazy man beside him with disbelief.

"Brother Jue, look quickly, look quickly, is that a little beauty!"

Ji Yunjue, who was playing with his mobile phone, was shocked when he heard Huang Mao's words. He changed his lazy attitude and looked up at the delicate and cool young man on the stage.

I haven't seen you for a few days, why does this kid look good again?

After stepping off the stage, the boy found a corner to eat. I don't know if it was intentional. There are so many desserts and drinks in this hall, but there is no one that is related to strawberries.

The young man was sitting bored, when he suddenly felt someone pat him on the back, he turned his head, and saw the man behind him looking at him with a smile, like an idiot...

"Xiao Nuo'an, long time no see, miss me?"