Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 8060 A Yuan, give me more advice (1)

However, she rarely responded to him, and even pretended not to see him.

She didn't tell him when she returned to London, she seemed to treat him as a dispensable existence.

During that time, it was raining every day in Bolton, and Ji Changmu was reading and drinking tea alone in the manor. When he missed her, he would take out the only photo they had together and look at it carefully.

His eyes fell on the photo, and sometimes he could look at it all afternoon.

The photo was taken two years ago, time flies so fast, two years, fleeting.

The hot tea on the coffee table at hand was billowing with white mist. He was sitting on the rattan recliner, pinching the corner of the photo with one hand, and staring at it intently.

When the longing couldn't be suppressed, he called her: "A Yuan, did you have class today?"

Qiao Muyuan has already returned to Cambridge, the class is very full, and she has her own affairs in her spare time, so she won't call Ji Changmu.

When he called, she casually said a few words: "It's in the self-study classroom, I'll find my tutor later."

"Oh, when are you free? We haven't seen each other for a while."

"I have no time."

"It's raining here. It's not easy to drive on the road. When the rain stops, I'll go to London to find you."

"Don't come here, I'm busy."

"Then I'll go find you after the little white rabbit gives birth to a little rabbit. Remember to leave me a ticket for the Christmas party."

"If you have anything to do, you can go directly to Butler Tao. I have a lot of courses, little free time, and a bad memory."

"I know, you don't want to see me." Ji Changmu's voice was as soft as the mist on the coffee table at hand, dull and hoarse, mixed with a lot of helplessness.

After all, there is nothing to do.

On the other end, he didn't speak.

After a while, Qiao Muyuan said calmly, "I'm reading."

She hangs up.

Ji Changmu also put down his phone, and at the same time, he put the photo on the coffee table.

It was afternoon, and it was raining continuously, and the sound of rain continued.

He was lying on the wooden chair, and he could hear the endless sound of rain, patter, long beep, short beep, as if it was dripping on his heart.

A piece of sandalwood was lit on the table, and the aroma wafted from the incense burner, and the whole room was filled with sandalwood.

He closed his eyes, and a hazy white mist enveloped his slightly tough side face. On the three-dimensional facial features, how much helplessness was finally dissipating.

Another half month passed.

The white rabbit raised by Ji Changmu gave birth to a litter of little rabbits, no more, no less, exactly five.

He only kept one, and gave the rest to his students.

However, he still took a photo of a litter of little rabbits to show Qiao Muyuan.

Qiao Muyuan had never had much resistance to small furry animals. No matter how much he didn't want to see Ji Changmu, he repeatedly looked at the pictures of the little rabbits several times.

She didn't respond after reading it, let alone say a word.

The weather had cleared up, so Ji Changmu changed into a black long coat, tied a scarf, handed over the manor to the housekeeper, and drove to London by himself.

He called Tao Wenxing in advance and knew that Qiao Muyuan was in Cambridge and was very busy recently. Because of the rehearsal, he often came home very late.

Ji Changmu found her in a self-study classroom.

Qiao Muyuan was doing her homework at her desk, with her long hair draped over her shoulders, and her eyes were serious and focused. Sometimes she would bite the tip of the pen when she couldn't write a topic, and her brows would be tightly furrowed, no different from when she was a child.

Ji Changmu didn't bother her, and sat in the last row of the self-study classroom.

There are not many people in the classroom, only a few here and there.

(End of this chapter)