Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 562 I am taking care of the funeral
The sun is plentiful, the light is gentle, and the air is filled with the chill of the north wind.

The library is full of books and ink, and rows of books fill the shelves.

Huo Jingyi sent her upstairs until he waved his hand to bid her farewell.

"Remember to call me when you come out, and I will pick you up."

Huo Jingyi put his hands in the pockets of his coat. He was slender, with handsome features, and the sunshine shone in his beautiful eyes.

"Ah."

Ye Jiaqi didn't say yes or no.

As soon as he left, she found a place with few people on the first floor and sat down.

Spreading out the book, she turned her head and glanced at the scenery outside.

The sun shone softly on the ground, and several wintersweet flowers bloomed in the open space downstairs. The flowers were small and fragrant.

Ye Jiaqi rubbed his brows and lowered his head to read.

"in accord with..."

"out of breath..."

She recited the phrase silently in her heart, propping her head on one hand.

Sunshine came in from the large floor-to-ceiling windows, shining on her hair, shoulders, and books.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes were a little blurred.

It's like a white mist, shallow and faint, and the luster cannot be seen clearly.

There is only a little flickering look left in the tiny pupils...

When I recited and recited a very unfamiliar word——

She raised her head subconsciously and blurted out, "How do you pronounce this?"

The sound echoed across the empty space, spreading out.

Ye Jiaqi was stunned.

Turns out, subconscious, deep-remembered habits are scary.

It's like being branded on my heart with a soldering iron, and I can't goug it out or pick it off.

The habit of being too obsessed is like a ghost, following like a shadow.

When she used to memorize words in his study, when she memorized words she didn't know, she was too lazy to look them up in the dictionary, and always raised her head and blurted out to ask him who was working——

"How do you read this?"

"what is the meaning of this?"

"How do you make a sentence for this?"

Asking him is much faster than looking up a dictionary.

Every time, he said she was lazy, but next time he would answer her indulgently and teach her.

Ye Jiaqi bit his lip, and as he bit it, the smell of blood spread from his mouth.

The smell irritated her nerves, her eyes were sour, and her throat choked.

The pen fell to the ground!
"Dang" sound——

Echoes echoed in the empty library.

Every plant and tree in the capital can stimulate her nerves, because they are too familiar, so she can't forget them.

Nerve tingling.

Ye Jiaqi supported his head, his temples throbbing.

She closed her eyes, the sun beating on her slender eyelashes.

The phone vibrated abruptly on the table!
buzzing...

buzzing...

Ye Jiaqi had a splitting headache. She grabbed her phone and walked out wearily.

"Hey……"

"Miss Ye, it's me."

Meng Chen's voice.

Ye Jiaqi's heart skipped a beat, she subconsciously resisted the voice.

Holding the phone with his fingers: "What's the matter?"

"Miss Ye, I heard that you are unwell and hospitalized."

"It's nothing. It's cold in winter and it's common to feel unwell," Ye Jiaqi explained.

"I thought it was because of Master Qiao..."

"How could that be?" Ye Jiaqi said lightly, "Mr. Meng, you know, I hate him so much. I'm fine in Singapore, so why doesn't he let me leave the capital? Also, he has a fiancee and wants me to be her His lover. I really hate this kind of person."

Meng Chen: "..."

"Mr. Meng, you should go back to China early. Qiao Chengfan still doesn't know anything. I'm afraid Butler Sun won't be able to take care of him well."

"Miss Ye, I'm taking care of the funeral, so I can't go back for now."

"Then you come back early."

"Miss Ye, do you really want to see Master Qiao? One last time."

(End of this chapter)