Ziggy’s hand, curled over his chest in a constricted manner. Hearing him ask, she nodded her head, not daring to look him in the eye, and only letting out a soft ‘hmm’ through her nose.
“Will you remember tomorrow?”
“… hmmm.” It’s probably hard to forget something like that!
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The heat, it’s climbing.
The air, as if to burn. The woman’s soft moan accompanied by the man’s strong and powerful rushing sound, to this night, gilded with a layer of ambiguous luster.
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When he stepped out of the bathroom, Lan Yu Feng wasn’t in bed. Zige raised her eyes to look, only to see his figure standing there on the dimly lit terrace.
He’s smoking …
Shrouded by the color of the night, there was a darkness that permeated his body. That is the pure black, as if he was born to live in the dark night man. The cigarette in his hand had a faint starlight, but it also gradually went out. Zi Ge’s heart suddenly became difficult.
He …
Is this preoccupation a regret?
The thought of the possibility made her chest tighten and she couldn’t breathe. She lifted the covers and curled herself up under the sheets. Turning her back to not look at his back, shrinking down to take up just a small corner of the king-sized bed.
And then she reached out, putting out the light.
The entire room was, for a moment, nothing but diffuse blackness. He, still didn’t move. Zige slowly closed her eyes, forcing herself to sleep.
All night, muddled, waking up and going back to sleep, sleeping and waking up again. When I opened my eyes, Zige was quiet and didn’t move. Trying hard to hear a little movement, but …
Not even the sound of breathing.
Probe, touch it.
Sure enough …
The spot at his side, empty, had long since lost a trace of warmth.
He, gone …
And, apparently, it’s been a long time coming.
Heart that sank and sank. Zige only felt a chill in her heart. Hugging the quilt, she sat up. Leaning against the bed, looking out the window for a while. When she returned to her senses, she was jolted awake by the phone at the foot of her bed.
It was Suje who called, “Ziggy, are you okay?”
“Hmm? What’s wrong with me?” She asked as she shrank back under the covers. The comforter, left alone, suddenly felt incredibly chilly, even if the heat kept the room at a constant temperature.
“I just heard from Su Chen that you’re not coming to work today.”
“I didn’t say I wasn’t going to work!” Ziggy also found it strange.
“He said that Lan Yu Feng called over personally to take your leave today. Are you okay?” Su Jie was a little worried, “Su Chen said you had a high fever yesterday.”
Lan Yu Feng gave himself a vacation?
“I’m fine, I’m already better after a nap.” Just, the heart is a little empty beyond …
“Since you’re all feverish, it’s good that you don’t come over today and get some rest.” Su Jie advised her.
Ziggy thought for a moment and finally nodded.
Now that her heart was a mess, she didn’t want to force herself anymore. The matter of her parents hadn’t been straightened out yet, and as a result, between her and Lan Yufeng again …
Hanging up Su Jie’s phone, nestled in the quilt hesitated, but still called his mother over. After a night, her mother’s mood was still the same, but with Aunt Chi accompanying her, she was finally able to think things through. Listening to her mother’s breathless voice, Zi Ge’s heart was sad.
For the first time, there was some resentment toward my father.
After hanging up the phone, the haze in his heart increased, and after all, he didn’t hang up the phone to Meng Yuhui again.
In the back of her mind, there was still a nagging feeling that she hadn’t been able to be that open.
After looking around the room, there was no word of Lan Yu Feng after all. The cell phone, even more so, did not move. Zige sat down on the sofa in frustration, with a bad feeling of being abandoned.
Since this will turn out to be the case, last night …
Why did he bother to ask her again and again if she would remember him? She did remember, but, apparently … he’d rather she forgot all about it …
Muddling back home from the hotel, there was still no sign of Lan Yu Feng.
Just as she sat down on the couch, Little Bean came running out of the room. Ta-da two times and jumped to sit beside her. It was only when she saw the little guy that Zige’s mood finally got a little better. “Baby, why are you at home today? Doesn’t kindergarten have classes?”
“It’s Saturday! Mommy, are you overly confused?” The little guy craned his neck in disgust.
“Ah!” Ziggy made a show of knocking herself on the head, “Mommy is so much more confused than a little bean.”
“Mommy and Daddy weren’t home last night and Daddy told me you guys slept in a hotel last night.”
As soon as Little Douzi’s words left her mouth, a few servants beside her threw ambiguous glances at Zige. Mr. and Mrs.’s life is really flirtatious. They’re an old couple and still go to a hotel to spend the night!
Zige was so embarrassed that she didn’t even know where to put her hands. Thinking about all the things that happened last night, she even had the urge to bury herself, no, to bury Lan Yu Feng.
Why is he even talking to his son about this!
“I’m sorry, little baby, mommy will never skip home again.” Zige immediately apologized. The consequences of skipping home this time seemed bad.
She and Lan Yu Feng …
After this time, I’m afraid it’s only going to get further and further away!
Zige was napping with Little Douzi when she received the call from Ke Hengjun. When the phone rang, she hurriedly and gently walked outside the room to answer the call.
“I’m dying …” before picking up, it was Ke Hengjun’s breathless voice.
“What’s wrong?”
“Hungry.” He literally ran out of energy and simply spat out one word.
Zige just laughed, “You’re starving like this and you still have the strength to call me? Shouldn’t you be calling your assistant right now and asking her to prepare food for you?”
“I want to eat your pasta, the kind with tomato sauce.” .
His tastes were very different from Lan Yu Feng’s.
Noticing that she was thinking of Lan Yu Feng again, Zi Ge whacked her head with some light annoyance and returned Ke Heng Jun’s words, “You don’t want to eat it now, do you?”
“What do you say? If you don’t eat, where will you find the strength to shoot the afternoon scene?”
“I’ll make it now and bring it to you?” Ziggy had a headache.
“Uh-huh. You promised me a visit.”
“Got it, eat something to pad your stomach, I’ll be over as soon as I can, send me the address.”
Ke Hengjun was so happy that he was instantly energized, and after hanging up the phone, he sent Zi Ge the address of the filming. Zi Ge double-checked that there was no media before agreeing to go over.
The housekeeper was a little surprised to see that she was tying her apron.
“Ma’am, you’re going to cook now?”
Ziggy smiled and nodded, “A friend wanted to eat the spaghetti I made, so I’m making it now and sending it to him.”
“Such a good friend?” The butler couldn’t help but ask more.
Zige lost her smile, “It’s just an old friend, just returned home so I’ll take care of it. Well, let’s not talk to you first, I’ll get busy.”
“Yes, ma’am. If you need any ingredients, you can say so and I’ll have them prepared right away.”
“Thanks.” Ziggy thanked her and headed for the kitchen.