taste of honey

The call records were concentrated on three months ago, which happened to be during the operation. At least one call every two days, and as many as five calls a day. The time ranged from a dozen seconds to more than an hour.

Jiang Yi loves to use WeChat, but she was busy taking care of Zheng Yun at that time, so she always made direct calls. She didn’t delete the call records out of habit, but after school started, she always used WeChat and Penguin, and usually added private software and documents. Secret, I just forgot about this one.

This girl thought that she would not expose her body, so she boldly handed over her phone.

Zheng Yun never thought about these things, so he clicked on them subconsciously, but the result was greatly unexpected. Such frequent call records were only part of it, and he didn't dare to think deeply about what happened between the two of them.

People always avoid the worst possibility unconsciously, and can't make any definite judgments based on the call records alone. She clicked back to return to the icon interface, pretending that she didn't see it, and there was no strange color on her face, etc. Jiang Yi came out again with the food and returned the phone. She remained calm and calm until the meal was over, and even brought food for everyone.

As a mother, I have always been sensitive to such things, plus those little things that I didn't take to heart before, Zheng Yun couldn't help but feel sad when he thought about what his daughter might be like. If it was a child from a relative or friend, she would Maybe I will persuade you to open up more, but it will not be so good for me when it is my turn.She didn't dare to ask, as a person who had drunk ink and was educated, she knew very well which way was the most correct. This matter had to be considered in the long run, and the method of killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred could not be used.

Chen Yuqiu had already noticed that she was not in the right mood. After returning to the room, he asked in a low voice: "What happened, why are you always so sad?"

"No." Zheng Yun replied, not intending to tell him about it, sighed and sat down by the bed, thought for a while and got up again, "I'm going to warm up a cup of milk for Ayi."

"It's so late, I just had dinner, forget it." Chen Yuqiu shouted.

Zheng Yun didn't listen, and went straight downstairs to warm up the milk.

When she knocked on the door, Jiang Yi was about to take her pajamas to take a shower. When she opened the door and saw her, she quickly reached out to pick it up. She said before that don't heat the milk anymore, but today it is hot again.

After picking it up, Zheng Yun didn't plan to leave, it seemed like he wanted to go in.

Jiang Yi opened the door, turned on the headlights, gave her a stool, and said, "Mom, sit down."

Looking around, Zheng Yun sat down, but didn't speak, just looked at Jiang Yi lovingly, after less than half a minute of silence, he raised his hand to straighten Jiang Yi's collar.

"It's so big that I can't even wear clothes, and the collar is rolled back."

Jiang Yi smiled, got closer to her while drinking milk, and said in a coquettish tone: "Didn't you help me take care of it, thank you mom..."

Zheng Yun glanced at her, didn't say a word, and suppressed all the sadness.

Jiang Yi asked: "It's so late, what's the matter?"

In the past, Zheng Yun would almost never come in, but tonight was a bit abnormal.

"No, just come in and take a look." Zheng Yun said, "It's been almost a year since I moved here in half a semester. Mom was busy with work before, so I didn't have time to chat with you alone."

Before moving into the Jinming Mansion, the mother and daughter often had heart-to-heart talks, and they were much closer than they are now. Although it is still uncertain, Zheng Yun feels that there is also his own responsibility for this. If he cared about Jiang Yi more, maybe it would not be like this .

Girls in their teens and 20s are curious about everything new and have little discernment.

Jiang Yi felt strange, in the middle of the night, she wanted to say something that we should not talk during the day, it must be at this time, but she didn't say it, after all, Zheng Yun was still recuperating, he might have experienced a disease, and his mental and emotional instability.

She put the cup aside, found a thin blanket to cover Zheng Yun's legs, and the mother and daughter chatted word by word.For some reason, when Zheng Yun always talked about her childhood, she also mentioned Dad Jiang who had been divorced for many years several times.

For so many years, they have seldom mentioned this character. Father Jiang is an irresponsible representative of a bad person. He has a wild heart but no skills that he should have. Don't, just leave as soon as you slap your butt, and never show up again.It will not appear again in the future.

"Do you blame him?" Zheng Yun asked suddenly.

Jiang Yi was taken aback for a moment, and blurted out, "What?"

Zheng Yun didn't speak for a while, and took her hand and patted it.

Jiang Yi's heart tightened, with an indescribable feeling, she pursed her lips and said, "I don't even know him, so is there any use in complaining?"

What's more, the premise of complaining about someone is to remember the other person, and she never wastes energy thinking about this kind of person.

Zheng Yun was silent for a long time, and smiled gratifiedly. This kind of Jiang Yi is what she hopes to see, living without paranoia and grudges, and not letting such insignificant people affect her life.

After chatting for a few more minutes, she asked if she wanted to change the dormitory when she was a junior next semester and move to the ninth floor, saying that Duan Qingxu was about to be a senior and it might not be convenient then.

"And don't you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination, live together with a professional, so that you can communicate with other people anytime, anywhere."

Jiang Yi frowned, and replied: "The upstairs is already full, there are not many places."

"If you want to change places, I'll go talk to your class tutor and ask him to help you." Zheng Yun said, his words were obviously biased.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Yi replied decisively: "I don't want to change dorms."

Zheng Yun froze, his expression froze.

"why?"

"It's too troublesome to change the dormitory." Jiang Yi said, "Should we squeeze out the students who have already lived in? In the last semester of my senior year, I might still go out to rent a house and find a quiet place to concentrate on my studies.”

That's true, when Duan Qingxu graduates in a year, he will definitely change to a new roommate. It's not possible, but he will definitely move out.Jiang Yi had thought about it a long time ago, and then moved to Duan Qingxu's neighborhood so that it would be convenient for this person to come back.

Zheng Yun hesitated to speak, his lips opened and closed, unable to find anything to continue.

Jiang Yi said: "Mom, don't worry so much, I have a sense of my own affairs."

Hearing this, Zheng Yun looked at her, held back what he wanted to say, and said, "Let's see when the time comes."

It was almost twelve o'clock, and seeing that it was getting late, she left.Chen Yuqiu hadn't slept yet, so he waited energetically, and when she went to bed, he asked with concern, "Is there something wrong with Ayi?"

Zheng Yun was troubled and didn't tell the truth: "No."

No extra words, a look of preoccupation.

Knowing that she didn't want to talk about it, Chen Yuqiu didn't ask any more questions, but only comforted him: "Don't think about it all the time, go to bed early."

Zheng Yun had no sleep all night, her mind was in a mess, she wondered if she was too sensitive, maybe not, but she couldn't help thinking about it, and Jiang Yi's so-called "boyfriend", why not Show it to them, is it because of this that they dare not admit it?

All kinds of things from the past emerged one after another, tossed and turned for most of the night, the more I thought about it, the more likely it became.

But even if he was so worried, Zheng Yun still didn't mess up his position, so he had to be 100% sure.

Because she hid it so deeply, Jiang Yi didn't notice anything, and spent an ordinary weekend at home.

After that, there were two more normal days, attending classes, reading books, and going back to the dormitory in an orderly manner at night.On the night of Wednesday, she went to the apartment with Duan Qingxu. It had been a long time since Zheng Yun needed to be taken care of during the surgery, and various things at school. Moreover, Jiang Yi was not in the mood to do it at that time. These.

The two were a little crazy, Duan Qingxu hugged Jiang Yi almost as soon as he entered the door, and carried her to the table once before the girl could react.

During this period, Zheng Yun called and came in. Jiang Yi couldn't even hold the phone steady, so she let it ring.

Anyway, you can call back when it's over.

In the past, Zheng Yun wouldn't call again if he couldn't get through once, and Jiang Yi would call back when he saw it or if he had time, but this time, for some reason, the second ringing continued after a while.

Jiang Yi really couldn't answer the call, so she had to take the phone away, and after the ringing ended, she turned on the mute, then hugged the person in front of her, her red lips moved slightly, losing focus.

When she was resting on the bed, she reached for her phone tiredly and saw that Zheng Yun had made more than a dozen calls one after another. She was so frightened that her heart almost jumped into her throat.

It's not yet 10:30, she glanced at Duan Qingxu next to her, and said softly: "I'll call my mom back, please don't make a sound."

"En." Duan Qingxu replied, pulling up the quilt to cover her waist.

Jiang Yi turned over and lay on her stomach, brewed for a while before calling back the number.

The other side quickly picked up, Zheng Yun's voice on the phone was a little anxious: "Jiang Yi, why didn't you answer the phone, what did you do?"

She was taken aback, and asked: "I was taking pictures just now, I turned on mute, and I didn't receive the call without looking at the phone."

Only then did Zheng Yun calm down.

Jiang Yi felt strange for no reason, but she couldn't tell what was wrong, so she chatted perfunctorily on the phone, and Zheng Yun hung up the phone quickly.

Duan Qingxu could barely hear the conversation because she was so close and the volume of the call was loud. She was more careful and sensitive than Jiang Yi, so she could naturally feel Zheng Yun's unusualness. Hurry up and call someone...

She reached for her phone and unlocked the screen lock.

As early as half an hour ago, Zheng Yun also called her.