In the evening, after Yan Shiqi went home, she stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room and looked at the remnants of the sun, she leaned against the window, thought about it and called Liu Qing.

On the phone, she euphemistically expressed that she could not leave for the imperial capital on time due to personal matters, but would rush over early Thursday morning.

Liu Qing didn't say much, smiled and agreed to her request, and said that someone would be arranged to pick her up at the station on Thursday.

After ending the call, Yan Shiqi's eyes were a little confused.

She looked at the darkening sky outside the window, and the man's handsome and delicate face gradually weaved in her eyes, and she faintly looked forward to the day after tomorrow.

In the next two days, Yan Shiqi was very busy.

Unlike the rush of work schedules, she is very busy and mysterious.

Even when the man came home at night, he still didn't see her.

Even if I asked Sister-in-law Lin, she said that she didn't know where she went.

Qin Baiyu felt strange, he had all her announcements and arrangements, and recently because she was going to leave for the imperial capital, Tiancheng did not arrange other work for her except for the charity dinner.

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At half past one in the middle of the night on Tuesday, Yan Shiqi dragged back to Linhu Bay with a tired body.

Inside, she put down her handbag and raised her hand to rub her sore shoulder.

Looking tired, he entered the living room without the lights on, dim and hazy, only the wine cabinet on the side, with a few light strips on.

She glanced casually, and as she walked up the stairs, she felt that something was wrong, and there was a faint smell of cigarette smoke in the air.

Pausing and standing, she cast her gaze at the window again.

This time, she saw it clearly.

The figure of the man standing alone at the window is like a pine and cypress blending into the night, standing tall and slender, calm and silent.

With a cigarette between his fingertips, he lit a spark that was extinguishing and extinguished, and a pair of burning pupils shone in the drowsy living room, reflecting the bright stars outside the window, and this scene shook the tip of her heart.

Yan Shiqi subconsciously glanced at his phone, it was almost two o'clock in the middle of the night, and he hadn't slept yet?

"Why haven't you rested yet?"

She took advantage of the light of the mobile phone screen to pace in front of him step by step.

As we got closer, the smell of smoke became more and more intense.

The man poked the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray at will, saw her tired face through the moonlight outside the window, raised his hand to smooth her frowning eyebrows, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why did you come back so late?"

Moreover, he didn't let Mu Yi follow.

He was a little worried.

Yan Shiqi took his hand and shook it in front of him, "That's it...... I went to sing with Fei Fei, so I came back late. ”

She said it so seriously that even she almost believed it.

The man didn't ask much, and pulled her upstairs together.

Under the bright light of the corridor on the second floor, Yan Shiqi, who was walking behind him, saw that the man was still dressed in a shirt and trousers, "You have been waiting for me?"

He didn't even change his pajamas, just waited for her in the living room?

Thinking about it like this, Yan Shiqi felt distressed.

But the time has not come, and she can't tell the truth.

The figure of the man walking in front was tall and proud, and when he led her into the master bedroom, his voice was low, "No, I just finished my busy life." ”

She didn't believe that.

Just now she looked at the ashtray, and the cigarette butts in it were almost full, obviously smoking and waiting for her.

She sighed faintly, but finally said nothing.

This night, the extremely tired Yan Shiqi quickly fell asleep.

The man lying next to him withdrew his gaze on his phone.

Mu Yi just sent him a message, reporting Yan Shiqi's movements today.

In the dark night, the man put his phone to the side, looking back at her tired face, a little distressed.

What is she busy with, he faintly guessed, hiding the sparkle at the bottom of his eyes, his heart was filled with a touch of helplessness, and he took her into his arms with pity and dropped a shallow kiss on her forehead.