Was she detained?

A trance flashed in Xu Jiamu's mind, as if he had been electrocuted, and a trace of electricity slipped into his heart, forcing him to let go of Sang Ji's hand.

At this moment, Sanji collapsed.

She was half-lying on the couch, her eyelids slowly closed, tears of grievance sliding down the corners of her eyes, soaking the hair on her ears.

A thin whimper sounded out, and Xu Jiamu's heart felt sour and painful.

The corners of his mouth opened slightly, and a very soft voice murmured: "I'm sorry......"

I don't know how long it took for Sang Ji to stop crying, bite his lip and sit up on the sofa, raise his fingers and land on his temples, and rub them slowly.

"Miss, are you going to eat?"

Rong's mother, who was already ready for dinner, waited for Sang Ji to finish venting before she walked up to her and asked.

Sang Ji opened his red and swollen eyes, turned his head to look at Rong Ma and shook it, and said softly, "I'm not hungry." ”

"Eat even if you're not hungry." Xu Jiamu's voice sounded suddenly, indifferent but soft.

Sang Ji was stunned for a moment, and turned his head stupidly to look over, just as he got up from the single sofa on the left and walked into the dining room without even looking at her.

Xu Jiamu has always been there!

She thought he was gone.

Sang Ji panicked for a moment, that man had been eavesdropping on her crying? He must have felt ashamed to grow so big and cry his nose.

Sang Ji felt even more uncomfortable, lowered his head, tears blurred his eyes again, and the crying mood was interrupted by the sound of him urging him to eat.

"Not yet?"

“……”

At this moment, Sang Ji felt that she was very hypocritical, in fact, if she changed her perspective or was brave, then the problem between her and Xu Jiamu would be nothing.

Sang Ji absentmindedly picked up a few grains of rice and put them in his mouth and chewed them carefully, turning his head to look at Xu Jiamu from time to time, his mind was in a mess.

When she didn't know how many times she looked at him, Xu Jiamu put down her chopsticks and raised her eyes to look at Sang Ji, "Do you have something to say?" ”

"Hmm......" Sang Ji was a little caught off guard, and said what was in his heart without reacting.

Sang Ji simply broke the jar and said: "I fainted with low blood sugar this afternoon, and I didn't wake up until half past eight in the infirmary, so I went home late." ”

Xu Jiamu was shocked, but his face was still expressionless, and he said "um" flatly.

“……”

Sang Ji pursed his lips and stared at him dissatisfied.

Xu Jiamu picked up the chopsticks, ordered them on the plate, felt Sang Ji's blazing gaze, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What?" ”

"No ......" Sang Ji retracted his gaze, sighed, and then ate quietly, only daring to muttered in his heart: Shouldn't you say sorry to me?

After eating, it was already eleven o'clock.

Kuangki didn't stay in the hall, returned to his room and rested for ten minutes before taking his pajamas into the bathroom to take a shower.

Sang Ji, who returned to the room, deliberately opened the window facing the gate of the manor, lay on the bed and listened to the sound outside, and waited for more than half an hour with his eyelids on his eyelids, making sure that he did not hear the sound of the car engine starting before falling asleep peacefully.

Sang Ji slept very comfortably and peacefully this night, perhaps because he was tired of crying, or because his relationship with Xu Jiamu had eased, at least he was not as fierce and ruthless as he went home just now.

——

The next day, Sang Ji overslept, and Xu Jiamu called Chen Jialiang directly and helped her ask for leave.

And Sang Ji was woken up by the ringing of a message from Fang Hanlei.

She opened her eyes in a daze, touched the mobile phone on the bedside table, turned down the brightness, and clicked on WeChat.