Yes, since the last time she went to the barbecue bar to eat, she has not met Xu Jiamu face-to-face again.

It's not that he doesn't come home often, it's that Sanji has changed his old habits.

Leaving early and returning late, deliberately avoiding meeting him.

Sang Ji answered twice and didn't continue to talk, she didn't dare to talk about Xu Jiamu anymore.

She was afraid that if she heard about Xu Jiamu and his girlfriend from Xu Jiamu's mouth, she would not be able to maintain her emotions, and she might go crazy.

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After Xu Jiamu sent Sang Ji into the manor, he turned the steering wheel and went to the Xu family manor next door.

Sang Ji pressed the phone screen, half past seven. This is the earliest time she has been home in two months.

"Miss, you're back!"

Rong's mother was a little surprised, she ran out with a transparent glass bowl in her hand.

I'm tinkering with the custard custard inside that can't be called the goo, and it looks a bit like cream.

Sanji said "um", curled his lips and walked into the house with her.

Rong's mother put down the things in her hand, nervously pinched her apron and asked, "Miss, are you hungry?" I'll make you something to eat! ”

I haven't cooked for Sang Ji for almost two months, which makes Rong's mother have an inexplicable sense of crisis, for fear that one day she will suddenly be dismissed, because it is useless to keep you.

Sang Ji did not refuse, and only ate a few wontons at night, and his stomach was still hungry.

Rong's mother happily walked into the kitchen, flipped through the refrigerator and prepared to cook a hearty nutritious meal to supplement Sang Ji's nutrition.

Kuwaki put his bag on the couch.

A milky kitten gently "meows" and sticks to it, rubbing intimately at Sang Ji's ankle.

The kitten, which was skinny at the time, is now fattened as its name.

Sang Ji stroked the cat hair and muttered in his mouth: "Fat, I'm sorry......"

I'm sorry to raise you but didn't take the time to spend with you, I'm sorry to leave you in this lonely place.

The sound of a car sounded outside the door.

Sang Ji subconsciously thought about Xu Jiamu, and his back stiffened and he wanted to escape back to the room to hide.

But as soon as he stood up, he heard his footsteps walking into the house.

Hearing the movement, the fat "meow" ran towards Xu Jiamu, and there was a gurgling sound around him. Compared to the contact with Sang Ji just now, I don't know how many times I kissed.

“……”

Sang Ji pursed his lips and simply walked into the kitchen to cook with Rong's mother, trying his best to adjust his mood with deep breaths.

"Is the young master back?" Rong Ma was cutting the grilled beef short ribs, her eyelids not lifted, and she was concentrating on the plate to adjust the sauce.

Sang Ji turned his head to look at the living room through the decorative opening specially set aside on the wall, and responded: "Hmm." ”

Xu Jiamu was squatting in place, gently scratching her fat neck, and there was a briefcase on the ground.

Sang Ji absentmindedly helped Rong's mother bring the dishes on the table to the table, and looked at the man from time to time.

He seems to have lost weight, did he not eat on time?

Although they still live in the same house, they don't know as much as they used to.

Sang Ji approached Rong's mother and asked in a small voice, "Did he go home for dinner?" ”

"Yes!" Rong's mother peeled the shrimp, didn't notice Sang Ji's deliberately lowered voice, and replied in a voice that could be heard in the dining room and living room: "But I don't eat much, and I don't come back for a few days occasionally, so it's estimated that the company is busy." ”

Listening to Rong's mother's resounding answer, Sang Ji looked mechanically towards the living room.

At this time, Xu Jiamu also looked over here, and his gaze collided with Sang Ji's gaze.

Freeze frame for a few seconds.

Sanki swallowed his saliva and looked away, his heart beating faster.