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This night, no one was destined to sleep well.

When she woke up the next morning, Yun Jing's face was much better. At least it was not as swollen as it was last night, but the marks of the slap were still very obvious.

She went downstairs, and Jing Xiangyang was reading the morning newspaper and eating breakfast in the dining room.

Yunjing made a "pop-" sound, slapped her little palm on the dining table, and a gray tie fell in front of Jing Xiangyang's eyes, "Yours!!"

"..."

Jing Xiangyang stared at the tie on the table, then raised his head and glanced at Yun Jing indifferently.

Yun Jing turned a blind eye.

She sat down opposite him and drank porridge with her head down as if nothing had happened.

Jing Xiangyang put away the newspaper in his hand.

With a cold expression and a serious face, he said, "Now tell me what happened last night!"

"Which thing?"

Yun Jing raised her head, pretending to be dumbfounded, and deliberately asked, "Is it the one where you forced me to kiss me, or the one where you tied me with a tie?"

When she said this, Mrs. Li happened to come over with soup stock, and she naturally took in all Yun Jing's words.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across her face, she glanced at Jing Xiangyang, put down her soup, and quickly exited the restaurant in a sensible manner.

Jing Xiangyang knew that Yun Jing deliberately wanted to embarrass him.

He disagreed, raised his thick eyebrows, and said bluntly, "I'm talking about you taking things from the department store!"

Yun Jing's complexion changed slightly.

Her white teeth were tight and she bit her lower lip without making a sound.

Holding a spoon in her hand, she kept stirring the porridge, concealing her panic at the moment.

"Since when?"

Seeing that she had no intention of confessing, Jing Xiangyang asked her directly.

Yunjing was silent.

Jing Xiangyang waited patiently and said nothing.

finally……

Yun Jing raised her lips and said, "Three years ago..."

After answering, her head hung lower.

Jing Xiangyang's eyes tightened, obviously a little shocked by her answer.

She never expected that this problem has been following her for three whole years...

And he didn't notice it at all!

The image of Yun Jing carrying a big bulging schoolbag suddenly popped into his mind. Jing Xiangyang rubbed his eyebrows, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

"Why?"

This problem is something Jing Xiangyang has never been able to understand.

Last night, he asked himself again and again, why?

She, Yun Jing, comes from a prominent family and has everything she wants. Ever since she was a child, she has never been able to get what she wanted.

She lacked nothing, but why did she turn to stealing?

The things she emptied out of her bag yesterday were all worthless gadgets. If she needed them, he could even buy them for her one by one, but...

She would actually choose to steal??

Finally, Jing Xiangyang found the answer for himself in psychology books.

It's a disease...

Psychotic kleptomania!!

Seeing that Yun Jing had no intention of opening her heart and saying anything to him, Jing Xiangyang did not force her.

He made the final concession, "Have a rest at home today and don't go to school."

Yun Jing looked up at him.

"I'm asking for leave today."

he continued.

Yun Jing's eyes flashed with faint ripples.

But I heard her say, "I want to go to school."

She insisted.

"Yun Xiaosan!"

Jing Xiangyang obviously didn't have much patience anymore.

"Lu Liye promised to treat me to a big dinner today!"

Yun Jing randomly found a reason to excuse him.

In fact, she just didn't know how to face him.

After the theft came to light, Yun Jing felt more embarrassed than ever.

Lu Liye also knew about her bad habits, but she didn't feel ashamed. In other words, she wouldn't feel anything if anyone else saw it. Even if she was arrested and taken to the police station, she didn't care...

But, if he knew it, it just wouldn’t work!

Yunjing finished the porridge in the bowl in three gulps, grabbed her schoolbag and left.

Jing Xiangyang suppressed his cold and charming face and didn't say a single unnecessary word.

Lu Liye...

She, Yun Xiaosan, never strays from that man.

Jing Xiangyang felt as if his heart was blocked by a huge boulder, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

…………………………………………………………………………

The matter of Yunjing's theft seems to be so unclear.

Jing Xiangyang did not call Uncle Mo and Aunt Shan to inform Uncle Mo and Aunt Shan of these matters, nor did he bother with Yun Jing about this matter on weekdays.

Of course, he couldn't see her at all on weekdays.

She lives on campus.

And he's the kind who won't go back until the weekend.

And his work became more and more busy. Without Yun Jing, he became less at home. Sometimes when he was tired, he would just sleep in the hospital.

Many times, at one or two in the morning, I will suddenly wake up from my sleep.

Looking at the dark and cold office, Jing Xiangyang was swallowed by an unprecedented sense of loneliness, and all he could think about was Yun Xiaosan's childish face.

I sat up, took out my phone, and took a look.

The missed calls were empty, there was nothing, let alone a call from her.

This is probably the longest, furthest and most complete time she has ever been away from him...

Not even a phone call!

Are all women in love like this?

Thinking of the two people being 'in love', Jing Xiangyang felt a little annoyed for no reason.

He put his arms on his knees, wiped his tired face, picked up the coat beside the sofa, stood up and walked out, preparing to go home.

The car should obviously be heading home.

But he drove to University A inexplicably, and it wasn't until he stopped downstairs in the girls' dormitory that Jing Xiangyang realized what he was doing.

Looking up and looking at the already dark girls' dormitory, Jing Xiangyang's eyes sunk deeply.

After getting out of the car, his tall figure leaned lazily on the car.

He lowered his head slightly, lit a cigarette, and held it in his mouth.

A slow cold wind blew over, blowing on his face. It was a little chilly, but it made him feel quite refreshed.

The air seems to still carry her scent, that light, fresh feeling...

Jing Xiangyang knew that it was his own psychology. He even felt that he was a little perverted in worrying about gains and losses.

After adjusting his body posture, his thick eyebrows were knitted tighter, and he exhaled a thick breath, which was somewhat obscure.

He hadn't seen her for four days, and she would come home one day, but he just felt like he couldn't wait for even one day, and these four days seemed like four whole years...

The phone was spinning in my hand, boredly.

But accidentally, I pressed the '1' button...

The shortcut key set by his '1' is Yunjing's phone number.

When he realized it, the call on the other end had actually been connected.

From dialing to responding, it only takes about ten seconds.

Jing Xiangyang was a bit unexpected.

It's not that I feel embarrassed or embarrassed, but I'm worried about disturbing her while she's sleeping.

After all, it's already past three o'clock in the morning.

Sure enough, a sleepy voice came lazily from the other end of the phone, "Hello——"

The sweet voice is a familiar tone to him.

It was also the voice he had been chanting for several days...

Suddenly, I felt that the solid stone in my chest melted away in an instant...

"It's me."

He responded in a deep voice and put out the cigarette butt in his hand, "Did I disturb you?"

"Jing Xiangyang?"

On the phone, her voice seemed to have suddenly sobered up a lot.

Should Jing Xiangyang be happy that she could still hear his own voice within ten seconds?

"Um."

He groaned as an answer.

Then, the two people fell into an awkward silence on the phone.

He said, "You can go back to sleep. I accidentally pressed the shortcut key."

So, is it just accidental?

Did you accidentally make this call to her?

"Um……"

Yun Jing bit her lip, "Then I'll die."

As she spoke, she was about to hang up the phone.

"Little San'er!"

Jing Xiangyang still called her.

Yun Jing's nervous heart skipped a beat and she quickly responded to him, "Huh?"

Jing Xiangyang was silent for a long time before he asked her in a deep voice, "How have you been these days?"

Yunjing didn't expect that he would suddenly ask herself this question.

I was stunned for several seconds and didn't come up with an answer.

How are you doing?

I feel so confused every day that I can’t even talk about whether it’s good or bad.

Yun Jing turned over in the quilt and felt a little chilly.

The heater in the dormitory has been out of order for two days, and no one has come to repair it. It's as cold as an icicle every night.

Especially since she was cold, her cold feet were stuffed into the quilt. When she woke up in the morning, her feet were still as cold as iron.

"well enough."

Yun Jing replied to him.

Su Er frowned and asked, "Are you still outside?"

As she asked, she looked up at the alarm clock on the table and frowned.

It’s past three o’clock in the morning!!

He's still awake at this point, and he's still outside?

"Just came out of the hospital..."

Jing Xiangyang replied to her.

"Driving?"

"No, it's parked aside."

He said it truthfully.

"Where are you?"

Yunjing asked again curiously.

Jing Xiangyang paused for a while.

After a while, he replied in a deep voice, "Downstairs in your dormitory."

He didn't hide it.

Yun Jing was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, regardless of the cold outside the quilt, she got out of bed and ran to the window with her bare feet.

Jing Xiangyang seemed to sense something and frowned, "Are you out of bed?"

"Where are you??"

Yun Jing was lying on the window sill, standing on tiptoes and looking outside.

However, it was too dark downstairs and she couldn't find him at all.

"You go back to bed first!"

Jing Xiangyang ignored her question and looked up at the window of her dormitory.

In the darkness, you could vaguely see the light of a mobile phone flickering, but you couldn't see her facial features clearly.

But even so, it's enough.

The empty heart seemed to be filled with a lot in an instant.

Missing is fermenting more and more in my body...

The closer you are, the deeper you think.

"Where are you?"

Yun Jing continued to ask, her head constantly looking left and right, but she could never find him.

She seemed a little anxious, "Jing Xiangyang, where are you? Why can't I see you? Are you in the car?"

Jing Xiangyang sighed, there was nothing he could do to her.

"Wait a minute, I'll stand under the streetlight."

That way, she can see him.

Jing Xiangyang found a nearby street lamp.

Yunjing really saw him at a glance.

He stood on the pole.

A dark long trench coat wrapped around his slender figure. The trench coat was open, and the hem of the coat swayed wildly in the night wind, revealing the light white shirt underneath.

This is his usual simple combination, but it reflects the calm and steady personality of ※Dejing Xiangyang.

In the dark night, he just stood there, but silently brought out the charm of a mature man to the extreme.

"Did you see that?"

he asked.

The voice is deep, rich, and full of magnetism.

It sounds great.

Yunjing actually felt like she hadn't seen him for a long time, even though the two of them hadn't seen each other for only a few days.

But these days, to the two of them, it really feels like centuries have passed. You must know that they haven't seen each other for such a long time, and they haven't even had a phone call.

"Um."

Yun Jing nodded dully.

Her eyes focused on the tall silhouette under the white light, and she asked, "Why are you here?"

Jing Xiangyang casually leaned against the lamp pole, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, lit it, took a puff, and then replied to her, "I don't know, the car will come naturally."

It just drove over."

Yun Jing's pursed red lips unconsciously raised, "You just got off work?"

The sweet voice was a little softer.

"I took a short nap in the hospital."

"Sleeping in the hospital?" Yun Jing frowned, "Where to sleep? Don't you have a rest room in your office?"

Jing Xiangyang exhaled a smoke ring from his breath and said casually, "It doesn't matter where a man sleeps. He can fall asleep on a wooden chair or sofa."

Yun Jing frowned, obviously a little dissatisfied, "When did your quality of life become so poor?"

Jing Xiangyang thought Yun Jing's words were a bit funny. He couldn't help but laugh and teased her, "We haven't seen her for a few days. Why has she become so wordy? She's like a little housekeeper."

Yun Jing didn't find it funny at all, "Don't sleep in the hospital anymore, and don't stay up so late. It's already three o'clock and you're still wandering outside..."

Well, she really looks like a little housekeeper!

He is starting to manage his living habits!

"Tonight was just an accident, it won't happen next time."

He promised.

But he didn't tell her that because her smell was suddenly missing from the house, even he didn't want to go home.

A home without her would only make him feel more empty and lonely...

"Okay, it's too late, go to bed quickly!"

Jing Xiangyang urged her.

"Jing Xiangyang..."

Yunjing called him coquettishly.

"Um."

Jing Xiangyang was the one who couldn't stop Yun Jing's soft voice.

Like a magnetically soft candy, it melted into his heart, making his attitude soften a little.

It also made him even more reluctant to hang up the phone easily.

"I'm so cold."

Yun Jing said.

Jing Xiangyang was stunned and frowned, "Why don't you go to bed quickly? I'm going to catch a cold later."

He said and stood up straight.

"The heater in my room is broken."

Yunjing said again.

Finally, he quickly added, "I slept under the quilt, and when I woke up in the morning, the quilt was still cold."

What she said was really true.

Jing Xiangyang's heart tightened upon hearing this.

He knew that she had been cold since childhood, and if there was no heating in the winter, her legs would be like two popsicles.

He had been frozen by her. When she was a child, she always liked to crawl into his arms with two popsicle legs.

Jing Xiangyang's eyes darkened, "Do you have any extra quilts?"

"No."

"Then put all the cotton-padded jackets on the quilt. Don't stand at the window. Go to the bed and lie down. Wrap your feet with a blanket first. That will slowly warm you up."

Jing Xiangyang warned her worriedly.

"But I want to go home."

Yunjing said while getting dressed.

"I can't go back tonight. The door is locked. I'll pick you up when you finish class tomorrow."

If possible, he also hoped to take the little guy out from the cold weather, but unfortunately the door to the girls' dormitory was locked.

"I'll come out through the back door."

"back door?"

Jing Xiangyang was stunned.

When did they get a back door in their dormitory? Why didn't she mention it last time?

As if she had guessed Jing Xiangyang's doubts, she told the truth, "I didn't say it on purpose."

"..."

Jing Xiangyang felt that this little girl was really not as innocent as he thought.

"Is the back door unlocked? Where is the door?"

Jing Xiangyang began to search around the entire girls' dormitory, and then found an inconspicuous small iron door behind the wall.

But the iron door is closed, and there is a big lock on it. The only difference compared to the previous one is that the top of the door is not sealed, and you can still climb out by climbing.

"Yun Xiaosan, you don't want to crawl out, do you?"

Yunjing casually wrapped herself in a coat and ran out of the dormitory.

As soon as she saw Jing Xiangyang outside the door, the smile on her lips spread even wider without any concealment, and her steps became even faster, as if she wanted to throw herself into his arms in a second.

Seeing the familiar charming figure coming towards him like the wind, Jing Xiangyang couldn't help but smile on his thin lips.

Her long hair was dancing in the cold wind, and when the wind blew, it seemed that it still carried her freshness, flying into his breath, making his longing for so many days seem to be released in an instant...

Two people, close at hand.

The distance between them is separated by a door.

Jing Xiangyang looked straight at her through the iron door.

His dark eyes were a little hot, "It's so late, and if you don't just lie down in bed, you run out..."

His voice was quiet and pleasant, but it was not difficult to hear the subtle excitement in his tone.