light-hidden space

39.

When Jiang Yinqi struggled to open his eyes, his mind was chaotic and his mind was in a trance.She tried her best to turn her eyes to scan the surroundings, she felt that something was wrong.

Jiang Yinqi blinked vigorously and then rubbed her eyes again, her consciousness became clearer, she knew where the problem was.First of all, her eyes are swollen, and the scene in front of her is what she sees through the slits in her eyes.Second, she is lying sideways on the bed.

Now, Jiang Yinqi remembered what happened last night.First, her eyes were swollen from crying, and she cried bitterly after hanging up Zhou Feng's phone call.Second, the reason why she woke up sideways was because she fell asleep sideways.Jiang Yinqi fell asleep crying. Before falling asleep, she vaguely remembered that she was holding Xin Yue's hand, or maybe it was Xin Yue holding her hand.In short, Xin Yue accompanied her to comfort her who was crying bitterly.It was because of Xin Yue that Jiang Yinqi lay sideways on the bed.

Jiang Yin pulled up the quilt embarrassingly, covering her face.At this moment, Xin Yue didn't seem to be in the house, and Jiang Yinqi didn't know when Xin Yue left.Even if Jiang Yinqi was alone, she still felt embarrassed. She had no experience of crying in front of others, except Zhou Feng.

After Jiang Yinqi put on the quilt, his thoughts became clearer.

Jiang Yinqi smiled and said goodbye to Zhou Feng, but after hanging up the phone, tears came from Jiang Yinqi's tears.

When Xin Yue came in with fruit tea and small cookies, Jiang Yinqi was wiping tears.Xin Yue's concern and inquiry, not only could not stop Jiang Yinqi's tears, but she cried aloud, from sobbing to bitter crying.

Jiang Yinqi could not respond to Xin Yue's inquiry, because she promised Zhou Feng would not tell their stories to others.So Jiang Yinqi could only vent with tears, not words.

Xin Yue considerately stopped asking about the details of the phone call, and just said some soothing words.The comforting words have no real meaning, they can only be like a gentle breeze blowing on the face.Jiang Yinqi heard Xin Yue talking, but he didn't seem to hear anything.

Jiang Yinqi's emotions fluctuated, her consciousness sometimes disappeared, and finally she was too tired, so she fell asleep unconsciously.She remembered now that before she fell asleep, she held Xin Yue's hand and begged Xin Yue not to leave.However, she didn't remember how Xin Yue responded, nor did she know when Xin Yue left.

Jiang Yinqi lifted the quilt and looked at the curtains, the sun had already shone through the gaps in the curtains.It was already daylight.So, did Xin Yue sleep this night?Where did you sleep?

After washing up, Jiang Yinqi walked downstairs with a bit of shyness.

Fortunately, Xin Yue is not here.

Breakfast is already on the table.A pair of bowls and chopsticks, a small pot of freshly cooked mung bean porridge, a plate of pickled cucumbers, and three ugly but delicious fried dough sticks.

Jiang Yinqi smelled the fragrant mung bean porridge, and his appetite increased greatly.Look at the fried dough sticks again, this is a new recipe recently developed by Xin Yue. In order not to make a lot of oily smoke, Xin Yue's fried dough sticks are very small and ugly, like two forked legs that cannot be closed together. I don't know which link is wrong, she just can't squeeze those two thin legs together.But that doesn't stop it from being delicious.

Jiang Yinqi suddenly felt hungry.

Drinking the hot porridge into his stomach felt indescribably comfortable, as if slowly dissolving the long-standing sadness in Jiang Yinqi's chest.And the fritters with the smell of oil made Jiang Yinqi feel the strength gathering.

A breakfast with no coffee, no bread and eggs.Jiang Yinqi originally thought that he had a completely westernized stomach, but in fact he still liked this Chinese breakfast very much. This was Xin Yue's exploration and discovery.

Jiang Yinqi looked up out of the window, as expected, Xin Yue was working hard in the yard.

There is a little green outside the window, and spring is coming quietly.Xin Yue is the first to feel the spring, because she is now thinking about this lawn every day, and spends a lot of daytime in the yard.

Xin Yue was kneeling to pull weeds on the lawn that had just survived the cold winter, wearing leather knee pads found in Jiang Yinqi's warehouse on his knees, and a bunch of gardening tools in hand.These equipments have been left unused by Jiang Yinqi for a long time.Because Jiang Yinqi has become more and more neglected to take care of the yard in these years, it is too hard.

Xin Yue was full of interest and never tired of it.She firmly opposed Jiang Yinqi outsourcing the yard to a professional company. "Thousands of dollars, I'm about to lose my job, and you're still spending this money. I'll be a gardener!"

Xin Yue's gardening started from scratch, and in a short period of time, he can already tell a lot of practical skills.

The little gardener is very patient, and she cleans up the weeds in the yard very well.She had to get rid of the entire yard of weeds and dead roots before spreading the weed seeds.

In Jiang Yinqi's view, this work is hard and boring.If she is not reduced to the level of a slave or a prisoner, she will never do such a thing.

The sun is very good today, and Xin Yue is bathed in golden sunlight.She must have been working in the yard for a long time, she raised her sleeve and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Jiang Yinqi noticed that Xin Yue was still wearing her little padded coat.The clothes she brought were all winter clothes, and now that the clothing stores were closed, it was impossible to buy new clothes.Jiang Yinqi really neglected this guest, no, he should be considered a friend now.Jiang Yinqi wanted to care about Xin Yue.You can't let Xin Yue spend the spring in a cotton-padded jacket.

Jiang Yinqi finished his breakfast, took a cup of coffee, and strolled to the yard to walk towards Xin Yue.

Xin Yue was probably tired too, and was resting in front of the cherry tree.She looked up and stared at the top of the tree. Recently, she was always observing the movement of the cherry tree, because Jiang Yinqi told her that the cherry tree would soon bloom.After the flowers bloom, just wait for the fruit.

Hearing Jiang Yinqi's footsteps, Xin Yue turned his head and smiled unnaturally as a greeting.She avoided Jiang Yinqi's swollen eyeballs to save Jiang Yinqi from embarrassment.

Jiang Yinqi smiled awkwardly, and then started the awkward chat topic he had prepared.

"You got up early, today."

"It's not early, it's almost noon now."

"Mung bean porridge is delicious, did it take a long time to cook?"

"Fortunately, the rice cooker cooks quickly."

"It's too hard to take care of the yard, why don't you just find someone to re-lay the new grass."

"No, I like being your gardener."

"You're no less skilled at planting grass than flowers. Why bother to plant grass?"

"You said you don't like the spring scenery in the garden, you want to look at the wild flowers all over the world."

"Well, I mean, I think a garden full of green grass is also a kind of beauty."

"A yard with grass and no flowers is not perfect."

"Not perfect doesn't mean you're not beautiful."

Xin Yue laughed.Jiang Yinqi's sharp teeth are slowly recovering.

"Uh, would you like to come in for a cup of coffee?"

"I drank it this morning."

Jiang Yinqi couldn't continue the awkward chat, so he changed the subject.

"Then come with me. If you don't mind, go to my place and choose some spring clothes you like to wear."

"Okay, okay." Xin Yue dropped the gardening work and followed Jiang Yinqi into the house.She felt that it was too embarrassing to wear cotton clothes now, and she didn't feel ashamed to speak to Jiang Yinqi.She has been silently waiting for Jiang Yinqi's conscience to find out, but she never thought it would take so long for her conscience to find out.

Xin Yue neatly selected Jiang Yinqi's thick-knit lapel sweater, and then returned to work refreshed.

Xin Yue put his nose close to the sweater and sniffed lightly. Jiang Yinqi's clothes, sheets and towels always smelled like lavender.This is Jiang Yinqi's favorite taste.

Xin Yue sniffed the smell of the surrounding grass again, and she suddenly had a feeling that those extracted floral fragrances were after all only artificial spring breath, lacking the vitality of nature.