She lay down uneasily, thinking, what is Ye Jia looking for herself again? Empty again, bored, looking for yourself to chat with him? I don't want to do this kind of errand anymore - it's inexplicably sinking.

Why bother, why bother!

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door. She was startled. It was not Zhuzhu or her mother-in-law, they had the key and never knocked on the door when they came, for fear that her legs would not be dexterous. The knock on the door became more and more urgent, and she didn't care about shrinking, so she had to open the door slowly.

The door opened, an anxious face, Ye Jia's expression was very open, seeing her appear, he breathed a sigh of relief, and was completely ecstatic: "Xiaofeng......" His gaze fell on the gauze on her face and her left foot, and he said in surprise, "Xiaofeng, what's wrong?" ”

"Nothing, I changed the lamp and fell out of my chair. A little injury, not in the way. She was about to close the door as she spoke, "Ye Jia, I can't chat with you today, let's go......"

Ye Jia's hand rested on the door, and he hurriedly said, "Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you?" I'm not here to talk to you. I called you, you won't answer, I'm scared...... I thought you ...... I thought you ......"

With a sour feeling in his heart, Feng Feng lowered his head and was speechless. Such a Ye Jia, damn Ye Jia. No, she couldn't continue like this, she inhaled: "Ye Jia, you are very busy with work, go back." You saw it too, I'm fine......"

Ye Jia looked at her cold attitude in surprise and anxiety. He had never seen Feng Feng like this, he was as affectionate as a little boy watching his girl lose her temper inexplicably, and he didn't know how to comfort him. After a while, he said, "Xiaofeng, I'...... I...... When did I offend you? ”

No, Ye Jia has never offended herself. It's just that I can't get close to him anymore.

While Ye Jia was stunned, she closed the door with a "bang".

"Xiaofeng...... Xiaofeng ......"

Ye Jia's voice was shut out of the door, getting smaller and smaller.

She stood still, so desperate in her heart, obviously eager to see him, an unusual desire, even if it was just to talk to him casually, it would be good - even if he was willing to chat with him when he was bored. However, after all, it is better not to be delusional, lest the greater the hope, the more disappointed.

She stood for a while, there was silence outside the room, Ye Jia had already left. A person like him may be the first time to eat "closed-door soup", but he is afraid that he will never come to him again.

Desperate and relaxed in my heart, let's go, let's go, let's go. Anyway, they didn't show up when I needed them the most, so what does it matter if they're gone now? It's better never to see each other again for the rest of your life.

She went back to the room and lay down, she was in a daze, she didn't turn on the light, and she was so sad that she was in a mess: Ye Jia, damn Ye Jia, how can you just leave.

He doesn't like himself, he's not Kasya, otherwise, why would he just leave? Perhaps, if he knocks on the door again, even once, he will open the door himself. She got up and tiptoed to the door, which was still silent. Ye Jia is gone, Ye Jia is really gone. She leaned against the door, tears streaming down her eyes, perhaps, Ye Jia will never come again in the future, and she will never see Ye Jia again.

She was thinking wildly when she heard a sound of a whisper at the window. She thought it was a wild cat scurrying by, and was startled, but when she looked closely, there was a large black shadow on the windowsill. Oh my God, a thief has climbed up the ledge.