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.

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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.
To be continued...