She went to that community, I'm afraid she went to the house he bought as He Yuguang, right?

Zhuang Yi on the other end of the phone waited for a while, and saw that after he finished replying to He Jichen's words, he didn't move like a stone sinking into the sea, and vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he opened his mouth with a little caution and hesitation: "He...... Total? ”

He Jichen slowed for two seconds before pulling back his thoughts a little, and replied in a flat tone, "I know", and without waiting for Zhuang Yi to speak again, he just cut off the phone.

Ji Yi now knows that he was the one who faked her marriage at the beginning, and she went to that house because she remembered that he and she had lived there, or because she was ...... He Yuguang?

He Jichen, who had been depressed for a day, remembered the letter he received in the morning.

It's because he looks too similar to He Yuguang, when he used to play him, he left some good past with her there, she went there, maybe she wanted He Yuguang, right?

An indescribable sourness and discomfort instantly filled He Jichen's chest, he pursed the corners of his lips slightly, and instinctively took a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table and lit it.

After the waiter came back from delivering two tables of coffee, he saw that He Jichen was no longer using his mobile phone, but he didn't mean to return the mobile phone to himself, so he walked over and reminded him in a friendly voice: "Sir? ”

He Jichen didn't seem to hear his voice, holding a cigarette between his fingertips, staring at a pot of succulents on the table, not moving.

The waiter had no choice but to speak again, raising his voice a little: "Sir? ”

He Jichen's eyelashes flickered slightly, and it took a while for him to react, the voice came from the side, and then he slowly turned his head and looked at the waiter. The waiter thought that He Jichen knew to return the mobile phone when he saw him, but he didn't expect him to stare at him for a long time, but he didn't respond, so he had to say politely again: "That, sir, do you still want to use the mobile phone?" ”

He Jichen came to his senses at this time, he said "oh", and then there was no movement again, and when the waiter was about to speak to remind him, he pushed the phone to the edge of the coffee table.

The waiter picked up his mobile phone and soon got busy, and He Jichen's thoughts drifted away again.

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Ji Yi rarely cooks and hates cooking, but when she prepares dinner for He Jichen, she is full of anticipation and joy.

She looked at the cooking steps of Baidu on her mobile phone, like a primary school student writing homework, step by step extraordinarily seriously.

Three dishes and one soup, it took her more than two hours to finish tossing.

When she placed them on the dining table one by one, it was already dark outside the window, but He Jichen had not returned home yet.

She washed her hands, ran into the bedroom, unplugged the charged phone, glanced at the screen, and there was a missed call, an unfamiliar number.

Recently, she was on the cusp, not sure if it was a reporter or the media, Ji Yi didn't call back, and directly ignored it.

When He Jichen went out, she didn't bring her mobile phone, she wanted to contact him, but she couldn't get in touch, so she had to call Chen Bai, Han Zhihui, Li Da, and Ning Ning in Beijing one by one.

The reply was that they hadn't seen He Jichen for a day.

It's strange, he didn't go to them, where did he go alone?

Ji Yi frowned, thought for a while, and couldn't figure out where He Jichen would go, so he had to be patient and wait at home.

The night outside the window is getting darker and deeper.