A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

The mother sitting in the living room heard the movement, raised her head, looked at Ji Yi, and found that she changed her home clothes, and immediately wondered: "Xiao Yi, are you going out?"

"Well." Ji Yiying made a sound, went to the entrance, and opened the shoe cabinet.

Ji Mu got up and walked towards Ji Yi: "Why do you go out after New Year's Eve?"

"I have something to do, and I'll be back later." Ji Yi changed his shoes, rushed to the mother in front of him, waved her hand, and then quickly opened the door without giving her mother the opportunity to continue asking. Hurry into the elevator.

On the streets of New Year's Eve, it seemed extremely empty, and the ground was full of fireworks.

Ji Yi, wrapped in clothes, shivered for a while under the cold north wind and finally waited for a taxi.

Ji Yi first went to He Jichen's house near B shadow.

Before going upstairs, Ji Yi saw He Jichen's house dark.

Ji Yi knew that He Jichen might not be at home, but she still greeted the taxi master and asked him to wait for a while and then went upstairs.

After pressing the doorbell for a long time, no one rang, Ji Yi folded back, and then asked the taxi master to send himself to YC.

The car hadn't stopped yet, and Ji Yi saw the lights on the top floor of the company building through the window.

After paying the fare, Ji Yi stepped on the steps and ran into the company building.

On weekdays, the company has security guards on duty. The company on New Year's Eve is empty and there is no one.

Ji Yi stepped on high heels, with voice-activated lights, one by one lit up.

Take the elevator and go straight to the top floor. After coming out, Ji Yi saw the lighted pantry, with He Jichen standing with his back to his back.

Ji Yi's footsteps subconsciously stood in place.

There is no third person in the whole building except for her and him.

The sound of boiling water in the pantry is particularly clear.

He Jichen ignited a light at his fingertips, lifting it from time to time, delivering it to his mouth.

Ji Yi knew that he was smoking.

The water boiled and the sound of tumbling stopped. He Jichen picked up the kettle and fell down in front of him.

With the sound of the running water coming into Ji Yi's ears, she recovered, and while walking towards the tea room, she said, "He Jichen."

He Jichen thought it was auditory hallucination, did not look back, but held the fingertips of the kettle slightly but slightly.

Ji Yi took two more steps towards him: "He Jichen."

As her second words settled, she clearly saw He Jichen's back stiffen, and even with the sound of the water, there was a momentary stagnation.

After about two seconds, He Jichen turned around and collided with Ji Yi's eyes.

Ji Yi stopped again.

He Jichen seemed to see what an incredible picture, with a slight lip corner, a half-cut smoke in his mouth, slipping from his lips and falling to the ground.

The two men stared at each other for a while, He Jichen recovered, hurriedly stamped out the smoke burning at his feet, and then put the kettle in his hand on the marble countertop before asking aloud: "How do you come Alright?"

Ji Yi heard He Jichen's voice, flashed her eyelashes slightly, raised her feet again, and walked into the pantry.

She got closer and she could see clearly. He Jichen had a box of instant noodles in front of him, and there was a curl of heat in it.

So, just now, he boiled water for instant noodles? This is his New Year's Eve dinner?

Ji Yi frowned.

"Xiao Yi?" He Jichen said again.