Song Zhixiao listened to Song's mother's question and didn't speak, just nodded, and then lowered his head to eat. I was really hungry all night, and I didn't dare to look directly into Song's mother's eyes.

Girls are still very shy in the face of such problems, even if Song Jihyo can no longer be called a girl. And it's hard to explain my current state.

Song's mother knows why Song Jihyo came back last time and then returned to Seoul in a hurry, and now since Song Jihyo can drive Chen Xiaojian's car back, it means that the relationship between the two is far from being an ordinary friend.

But now Song Jihyo's appearance made her frown again, it seems that the situation is not very optimistic, what is the situation? Is something happening?

Although she was very curious, Mother Song didn't ask anything directly. It's really not appropriate at this time now, and after all, it's a matter between Song Zhixiao and Chen Xiaojian, parents can care, but it's better to ask less.

Parental attention is often not a good thing for young people's relationships.

After all, they are not children, and they are not early love, so they don't need parents to participate too much. For this, Song's mother still sees it very clearly.

Quietly watching Song Zhixiao eat breakfast, Song's mother helped clean up the table, and said, "Go up and rest for a while, I must be very tired to come back so early." ”

After breakfast, Song Zhixiao subconsciously wanted to clean up the table, but seeing Song's mother quickly put away the dishes and chopsticks, Song Zhixiao couldn't help laughing.

As the eldest daughter in the family, Song Jihyo began her independent life very early. I don't usually think about it, but now at this time, Song Jihyo realized that it was actually good when he was at home.

Whether it's in my hometown or my home in Seoul with Chen Xiaojian, it's this feeling of being taken care of. I was alone in Seoul, and I used to do all this by myself, but after being with Chen Xiaojian, these are all things that Chen Xiaojian is doing.

Song Zhixiao almost forgot when he made breakfast and cleaned up when he was with Chen Xiaojian.

I really don't feel like it's used to it, but now I think about it, it's good to feel taken care of, especially in a country like South Korea, where women give more in their families, Chen Xiaojian's performance is simply perfect.

"Then I'll go back to my room and rest. Song Zhixiao stood up and stretched, stretching a beautiful curve of his body, and said lazily.

"Well, let's go. Song's mother's voice came from the kitchen.

Song Zhixiao carried his suitcase back to his room, although he usually does not live at home, Song Zhixiao's room has always been kept, and Song's mother usually helps clean it up.

Although my daughter has grown up and is far away, there is always a room for her at home, a place where she can rest when she comes back.

Back in his room, Song Zhixiao closed the door with his backhand, took off his coat and flew to the bed, holding the quilt and taking a deep breath.

Well, it's all the smell of mite corpses, it's so fragrant.

Song Zhixiao rolled around the quilt twice, and the whole person was already wrapped in the quilt. I didn't take off my clothes, so I hid under the covers and prepared to rest for a while.

I didn't have much rest all night, and Song Jihyo was also very tired. If it was in this usual state, Song Jihyo would probably fall asleep in bed, but now he can't fall asleep.

"Whew. Song Zhixiao violently lifted the over-the-top quilt, exhaled, and grabbed his hair.

It's uncomfortable, how can it be like this. Now as long as his eyes are closed, his mind is full of Chen Xiaojian's shadow. Obviously he was going to hide from him for a few days to calm down, but how can he be calm now?

Song Ji-hyo felt a headache.

After struggling for a while, Song Jihyo got up and took out the headphones from his bag and put them on his head, turning on the soothing music, hoping to have a certain sleep aid.

The notes are like water, flowing quietly. Song Zhixiao slowly quieted down, although Chen Xiaojian's appearance still flashed in his mind from time to time, but it was much better than just now. At least there's music to distract from.

Song Jihyo was really a little tired, so he fell asleep after a while, but his sleep was extremely shallow. I don't know how long I slept until I was woken up by my family to eat.

Song Jihyo slept a little dazed, his consciousness entered sleep, and he even wondered whether he was really asleep or awake, which was very uncomfortable.

At this time, Song Jihyo felt that someone was pushing him, and he was calling his name lightly.

"Huh?" Song Zhixiao was blindfolded and subconsciously responded.

"Ernie, get up and eat. A gentle girl sounded in Song Jihyo's ears.

"Oh. Song Zhixiao actually didn't react, and asked vaguely, "What time is it?"

"It's noon, let's go to bed after lunch. The girl replied.

"Oh, okay. Song Jihyo subconsciously agreed.

"Well, hurry up. The girl said a word, and then left.

Song Jihyo rubbed his temples and sat up with some difficulty, his mind still cloudy.

After getting up, I washed my face to feel better, which is not good for catching up on sleep during the day. The time difference is not right, and it is uncomfortable to sleep.

Staying up late can never make up for it during the day, even if you sleep longer, but proper rest will have better results.

So, when you're older, you have to go to bed early. It's not when I'm young, and my body can't stand it.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Song Jihyo couldn't help but think.

Thinking about it, Song Zhixiao paused for a moment. What do I think? Why did I suddenly think of this? I'm still young, okay.

Song Zhixiao couldn't believe that he would diverge his thinking to a messy place, so he quickly shook his head, pulled his thoughts back, and washed his face with two handfuls of water, which made him feel better.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I'm still young, okay. Thinking about it, he grinned and looked at himself in the mirror, which was a little funny.

After regaining a little spirit, Song Jihyo simply combed his makeup. After sleeping, my hair is messy, and my face is not very good.

Although I rarely wear makeup, it doesn't mean that I can't, and basic care is still a must.

And now Song Zhixiao is quite a bit of a posture with insufficient skills and equipment, and the maintenance cosmetics can scare people to death when they are put out, and this one looks like Chen Xiaojian brought it out.

Don't ask, it's Chen Xiaojian's teaching.

Hundreds of skin care products, no matter how good the technique is, it can't stand up to tens of thousands of skin care products.

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, and Chen Xiaojian knows the role of "profit".

After you get it done, look at the girl in the mirror. Well, Song Jihyo nodded with satisfaction.