All this time, she had silently noticed his concern and taken it into her heart. To be honest, she was very touched and heartwarming.
She didn't say she didn't want to think about the wedding, but she had never forgotten what Jia Yiyi said. It was not easy to be a military wife, and if it affected him because of herself, it would be better to live a normal life like this.
She is also a person who is not good at expressing herself. She just hopes that she can also think about him silently.
However, she seemed to have overlooked one thing.
Life always needs some spices from time to time. Even life, no matter how plain, still needs to progress with ups and downs.
After waiting for a while, a few dishes of relatively light dishes and two bowls of rice were served. I hurried to investigate, but she hadn't eaten yet.
While eating, she thought that this time, the old man would have to wait for her again.
However, as soon as the man sat down, he picked up his chopsticks and ate without saying anything.
Seeing him eating silently, Tian Lingxin didn't think much at first, but gradually, she realized that something was wrong with this man.
From the beginning to the end, he didn't even glance at her from the corner of his eyes, and he didn't give her any food or anything like he did in the past.
Okay, my hands are injured, so I won’t talk about picking up vegetables, but at least it won’t be like now, without even catching a glimpse of it.
What is this man doing? Is he angry?
After Leng Xuanhan finished eating, he stood up and slowly turned around and walked out of the restaurant without looking at the woman next to him.
Okay! After seeing this and thinking with my toes, I understood that this man is angry...
Damn it, why is he so angry for no reason?
Tian Lingxin couldn't understand it at all, but looking at the slightly weak and slow walking figure, a light heartache flashed through her heart, and inexplicably, she felt her heart soften.
However, he didn't catch up immediately. Instead, he put away the dishes and called his mother, then called Qiao Jing and Xiaoyu before leaving the living room.
But I didn't see the man in the living room, so I walked towards the second floor.
When I returned to the room, I still saw no one in the side hall, no one in the study, and finally, no one even in the bedroom.
"Where did the people go?"
Tian Lingxin frowned. He was injured and it shouldn't be possible for him to run out. So where would he go?
Just when Tian Lingxin was about to search in another room, suddenly, a faint smell of cigarette smoke passed under her nose.
Smell of smoke??
After living in this house for so long, she had never smelled any cigarette smell.
So I subconsciously raised my head and looked out the balcony outside the French window. I could see the hem of the man's nightgown outside the French window with the curtains half-covered.
Only then did I notice that the floor-to-ceiling window was not completely closed, but was slightly opened through a small gap, and that's where the smell of smoke probably drifted in.
Although the afternoon wind was not cold, it was still a bit chilly. It blew in slowly and slightly lifted the curtains to dance.
Tian Lingxin frowned. Is this man really? He just had a high fever last night and was still injured. Why did he go to the balcony to blow in the cool breeze?
As soon as I approached the floor-to-ceiling window, the strong smell of cigarette smoke came over me, and I frowned even more.
He opened the curtains without covering up the noise, opened the French window door, and walked towards the balcony...