Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Chapter 269 Zhu 9's Emotional Fluctuations

This time it was forcibly retracted, and Shao Shao felt that his scalp was almost sucked away. It felt really bad.

She gave up resistance and was put into the jar obediently.

As soon as the weight on her body disappeared, Jingzhi immediately sat up straight, straightened her clothes, and gave Zhu Jiu an awkward smile, "Sorry to bother you. I will remember to close the window next time."

"You...just put Shao Shao here."

Zhu Jiu turned sideways and spoke in a low voice.

"I'll take her back. Having her here won't do you two any good."

"I really don't want to sing anymore, brother, please." Shaoshao's muffled voice came from the jar.

Zhu Jiu remained unmoved. He nodded seriously to Jingzhi and went out with the jar in his arms.

Just as Doudou was about to step forward, Jingyi blocked him with his arm.

"Forget it, Second Uncle is a good man, he won't do anything to her."

Her door was not closed yet. Zhu Jiu stopped at the stairs and felt that she said this deliberately to him.

Will nothing happen to this evil ghost?

Humph, he could put a silencing spell on her.

……

After Shao Shao left the villa, it seemed as if he took the excitement away with him.

Since Doudou was able to walk and it was getting late, she chose to take a shower first.

Jingzhi still worked like her slave, diligently correcting homework, but from time to time he would shout towards the bathroom:

"Doudou? Are you okay?"

"Sister Jingzhi~~" She dragged out the word "sister" for a long time, her voice revealing helplessness. "You've called me that eight hundred times already. I'm really fine. Besides, I'm taking a bath, I'm not even standing."

Jingzhi paused his pen, then raised his head and said:

"Don't soak for too long, it's late, time to go to bed."

Doudou: “Okay, okay~”

The lights in Zhu Jiu's room opposite had already been turned off.

From Jingzhi's side, it was pitch black, and she guessed that he must have fallen asleep.

Little did he know that he was lying quietly on his side on the bed, facing the window, looking at the focused profile of his face in the bay window opposite.

The warm yellow light shone on her face, making her facial lines appear softer.

As she changed the papers in her hands, she sometimes nodded and smiled, and sometimes frowned and wrote something with a pen.

It is said that people who work seriously are the most charming. Jingzhi reviewed for more than an hour, and Zhu Jiu also looked at it for more than an hour, as if they had forgotten the passage of time.

It was not until Doudou came out that he looked away and turned his body straight.

After becoming a regular employee, he realized that he had turned off the lights and they couldn't see him.

He closed his eyes and slowed his breathing to sleep.

When he heard the voices coming from next door, he couldn't help but turn his head slightly to look...

Doudou came and sat opposite Jingzhi.

At this moment her movements were almost the same as before, except a little slower. Jingzhi felt relieved, withdrew his gaze and continued to correct the papers.

Doudou tried holding the pen again. Perhaps it was because the bath promoted blood circulation, she stopped shaking this time.

So she pulled over a stack of rice paper that Jingzhi had not finished revising and started looking at it.

Time passed bit by bit, and soon, the alarm in the room rang again.

Jingzhi touched her sore neck and looked at the alarm clock.

At half past eleven.

"There's only a little left. You go to sleep. I can handle it." She said to Doudou.

Doudou was not arrogant this time. She put down the pen, turned her wrist a few times, and stared at Jingzhi opposite her in a daze.

Somehow, his eyes fell on the paperweight on the small table.

She turned the carving on the paperweight towards herself, and when she saw the carving clearly, she was surprised.

"Sister Jingzhi, what are you doing..."

Jingzhi raised her head and looked at the paperweight with a nostalgic expression. She smiled softly, "Did you notice? This is a gift from my lover."

"Your lover?"

Doudou couldn't help but glance at the windowsill next door. Did she discover some secret?

spouse?

Zhu Jiu's hands on her legs suddenly clenched. As expected... she still had feelings for her ex-boyfriend.

"Yes, he is a serious person, but he is very considerate to me. I am actually very satisfied that he can do this for me."

"……Yeah?"

Doudou touched his chin, recalling the image of his second uncle.

It seems quite serious. If you are lovers, why should you sleep separately?

Doudou came over, raised an eyebrow at Jingzhi, and asked quietly: "Hey, why don't you sleep together? Did you have a fight?"

Jingzhi glanced at her, then lowered his eyes, turned the paperweight back, gently stroked the small Taoist statue in front of her, and pulled the corners of his mouth.

"We didn't quarrel. We never quarreled after we got together. He was very good to me and always indulged me and supported me in doing what I wanted to do."

"I'm incompetent and couldn't protect him well."

Doudou quickly got down from the bay window, ran to the bedside table, took out a few sheets of paper and handed them to her.

"You...I, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked." Although she didn't understand what Jingzhi said, she was made to cry by his question, which was something Doudou never expected.

……

Zhu Jiu has very good eyesight.

He just watched the crystal tears flow from her eyes and drip onto the table.

If you have never been deeply in love, why would you cry when talking about your ex-boyfriend?

Zhu Jiu, you should wake up. She still loves him.

Jingzhi took the paper and wiped away the tears on the rice paper. She said jokingly:

"It's okay. The person is dead. There's nothing to hide. But Zhiyuan's calligraphy was blurred by my tears. Don't tell on him. If he asks, just say I drooled in my sleep. Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing, haha."

Doudou paused. Who died? Second uncle died?

Why did she become more confused the more she listened?

Doudou leaned over, put his arm around Jingzhi's shoulders and patted her gently, "Stop laughing, it's so ugly."

"If you want to cry, just cry."

"Little girl, it's not your turn to comfort me. I'm very open-minded."

Jingzhi turned his head and glanced at the figure lying facing the wall, then continued softly:

"People always have to look forward."

Zhu Jiu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the white door.

Looking forward?

Then...will she give him a chance to pursue her?