Drifting Towards You

Chapter 1921 Should Be

Jun Liao was silent for a few seconds, then said softly, "I haven't figured it out yet...but it should be."

Rong Chen stared at her for a few seconds, dropped his chopsticks, turned around and went to the study without eating.

Jun Liao looked at his back, wanted to stop him, but didn't know what to say, just felt a little sad for no reason.

In fact, she should move out.

Knowing that he likes her, she still lives here all the time, no matter it is bad for him, herself or Xu Yuankai.

It's just that she didn't know why, and there seemed to be a trace of reluctance in her heart, and she couldn't bear to leave.

Rong Chen locked himself in the study, sat at the desk and lost his mind.

The eyes under the lens have no focal length, and I don't know what I'm thinking.

Sooner or later, this day will come, right?

Rong Chen was a little annoyed.

There are always many accidents in this world, after all, everything will not be within my own calculations.

It's like he never thought that Xu Yuankai would appear suddenly.

Are they going to live together?

Thinking of this, a burst of bitterness filled the bottom of my heart.

But he knows better than anyone else that emotional matters cannot be forced.

Rong Chen got up and walked towards the window, looking into the distance, his back was a little lonely.

Without Rong Chen, Jun Lie's meal was a bit unpleasant, so he put down the bowls and chopsticks after a while, and cleared away the bowls and chopsticks.

After washing the dishes, she washed her hands and planned to go back to the bedroom.

Before entering the door, she couldn't help but look at his closed study door, and it took a long time before she looked back to the bedroom.

After closing the door, Jun got up and started to pack his things.

There are not many clothes and so on, but after living in it for half a year, there are many odds and ends.

Jun Liao sat on the ground, folded clothes one by one, and put them into the box absent-mindedly.

Will he be hurt?

Until late at night, Jun Liao's things were almost packed, and then he sat on the bed in a daze.

Not long after, a text message from Xu Yuankai came over.

[Okay, what do you think? 】

Jun Liao picked up the phone, stared at the screen in a daze, and then slowly replied after a long while: [Can you pick me up tomorrow? I have a lot of things. 】

The person on the other side hesitated for a moment before replying: [Okay, I will join the job tomorrow, so I may not be able to pass. Can I give you a taxi? Then I'll help you pay the fare. 】

Looking at the words on the screen, Jun Liao felt a sense of loss and inexplicable sadness welling up in his heart.

But she didn't know what she was sad about?

She should understand him a little bit.

After all, he just joined his new job, so it's normal not to be able to pick her up.

[No, I’ll just take a taxi myself. 】Jun Liao replied the message directly, and then turned off the phone without waiting for Xu Yuankai to reply.

The next day is Saturday.

Jun Liao woke up very early and didn't sleep well all night.

Because the skin is very fair, the dark circles under the eyes are particularly obvious.

Fortunately, she is always used to wearing those thick glasses, so if you don't look carefully, it won't be too noticeable.

Jun Liao cleaned the room he lived in carefully, the bed was washed and replaced with a clean one, and the quilt was made meticulously.

Jun Liao looked at the doors of the bedroom and the study room, they were all open, but he was not there.

Jun Liao packed up all the luggage and put it against the wall next to the door.

There are a lot of things, two large suitcases and two finishing boxes, plus a box of books and a box of dolls.

Jun Liao took the key and went out, went to the supermarket for a while, bought a lot of things and came back.

When they got home, Rong Chen was still not there.

Jun Liao first put the milk, juice, eggs, and fruits he bought into the refrigerator neatly, as well as some dried noodles and quick-frozen dumplings.

Chapter 1921/2475
77.62%
Drifting Towards YouCh.1921/2475 [77.62%]