"Xu Jiamu!"

Sang Ji shouted weakly with all his strength, propped up the sofa with one hand and the other on the coffee table, trying to stand up and follow upstairs.

She knew that Xu Jiamu liked her, and she also liked Xu Jiamu.

But why did he run away when she wanted to pierce the layer of paper that separated the two of them from becoming a couple?

Sang Ji doesn't understand and doesn't understand.

She finally stood up, but Xu Jiamu had already changed into a suit and came down with a briefcase in her hand, her eyes looked straight ahead, and she didn't even give her a look when she passed by.

"Xu Jiamu, I'm not feeling well......"

Xu Jiamu's hand was already on the doorknob of the door, and Sang Ji shouted anxiously.

Xu Jiamu paused, but still twisted the doorknob and left the villa.

"Why?"

Sang Ji covered his face and squatted down, slid on the cool floor and leaned against the sofa and sobbed quietly.

Xu Jiamu, are you okay coming back?

I don't have a clear relationship with you, okay?

Can you leave me alone?

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Sang Ji didn't wait for Xu Jiamu, waited for Rong's mother.

Rong's mother used a key to open the door.

Sang Ji thought, this must have been given to her by Xu Jiamu just now.

"Ouch, my little ancestor!"

As soon as Rong's mother came in, she didn't even have time to pull out the key, so she trotted to Sang Ji's side and helped her up, "What's the matter?" ”

Rong's mother wiped her tears with a tissue on the coffee table distressedly, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Although she didn't know what was going on, she still kept hugging her into her arms.

The warmth came from Rong's mother's arms, which warmed Sang Ji's almost cold heart.

"Mother Rong," Sang Ji stopped crying and confessed his mistake like a child, "I just did something wrong, and then Xu Jiamu left." ”

"Well, the young master will definitely not blame you."

After hearing the reason, the boulder in Rong's mother's heart fell, and her hand touched her back, comforting her for a while.

After a while, Sang Ji's sobbing turned into heavy breathing, and he fell asleep on Rong's mother's shoulder.

When I woke up again, it was already afternoon.

Sang Ji rubbed his aching head and sat up.

"Hungry?"

Rong's mother, who was sitting on the sofa on the other side, saw her get up and hurriedly walked to hold her arm, for fear that she would fall off the sofa without strength.

"Hungry." Sang Ji nodded honestly and replied with the thin quilt covering his body.

"Knowing that you are hungry proves that your body is fine." Rong's mother laughed and quipped.

She went into the kitchen and brought out the food that she had made at noon, put it on the coffee table, set the dishes and chopsticks, and greeted softly, "Eat." ”

"Thank you, Mom Rong." Kuangki is really hungry.

She put the quilt together, put down her feet, leaned close to the coffee table, and picked up the porcelain bowl and grilled rice.

Rong's mother said "um" and turned her head to look at the house, "Why do you love living here?" ”

Sang Ji thought that Rong's mother felt that Xiao didn't support her and Xu Jiamu living here, so she quickly swallowed the food in her mouth and replied.

"Because the environment here is good, and it is close to Xu Jiamu's company, I chose this place." She said and ate a mouthful of food, her voice was a little slurred, "It's small but it's very warm, the point is to be able to live with him." ”

Compared to the big but unpopular manor, she would rather live here.

"Well, it's a very warm little home for two people." After her introduction, Rong's mother also nodded in agreement, and after her eyes circled, she looked back at Sang Ji, "Eat well, I just want to see if there is anything that needs to be taken care of." ”

Sang Ji withdrew his eyes and ate with a sweet smile.

"After eating, you will go upstairs to rest, and I will go to see the flowers and plants in the yard." After speaking, Mama Rong got up, walked out of the open door, picked up the kettle scissors placed in the corner, and repaired the simple small flower bed.