The next day, at five o'clock in the morning, in the dim and quiet master bedroom, Yan Shiqi sighed and slowly opened his eyes.

She gently took out her mobile phone from under the pillow and looked at the time, five and three o'clock.

There were still three hours to leave for the imperial capital, and she was lying on her side, but there was a faint melancholy in her eyebrows.

I don't know if it's because of the cowardly thoughts of the hometown, this time I went to the imperial capital, and her heart was inexplicably very unsteady.

It's a little panicked, and it's a little chaotic, like a flat boat duckweed that has been hanging on the sea and can't find a harbor to land.

Maybe it had been too long since the quiet days had passed, she thought, so the slightest disturbance had thrown her into trouble.

Yan Shiqi sighed again, quietly turned over, and looked at the man's calm face fixedly in the hazy light.

After a while, she drilled in front of him with a little fluctuating emotion in her heart.

A strong arm that follows her movements and takes the person into her arms.

Yan Shiqi looked up in amazement, he didn't open his eyes, but he was obviously awake, "Did I disturb you?"

"No, why don't you sleep?" said the man, leaning in and rubbing his thin lips against her forehead.

Yan Shiqi found a comfortable position in his arms, and his voice was soft and hoarse after waking up: "Don't be sleepy!"

She originally wanted to say that was not what she said, but in a moment of thought, she swallowed the confusion in her heart.

I don't want him to worry, and I don't want to get too caught up in depression.

When the words fell, she smothered on the man's chest, and murmured angrily: "You sleep again, I will accompany you." ”

The man's heart is like a mirror, even if she doesn't say anything, he still notices her depression.

He stroked her hair with one hand, and with the temperature of ironing her emotions in his palm, he comforted her softly: "The Duanmu family is different from the Wen family, don't worry." ”

Yan Shiqi shook his head lightly, pondered for a moment, and still said his true thoughts, "I'm not worried about the Duanmu family's personality, judging from my grandfather's vigorous and resolute style, they are naturally happier than the Wen family."

I can't tell what it felt, as if something was going to happen. I don't know if it's right or wrong to go back to Duanmu's house this time. ”

From the beginning, she never doubted her grandfather's intentions.

But on the eve of leaving, as if there was some kind of omen, her heart was still difficult to calm down.

She prefers to chalk it up to cowardice rather than unsettling it.

The man listened to her whisper, and couldn't help but tighten his arms, "It's going to be fine, I'm here." ”

Yan Shiqi didn't say anything, but followed his strength and got a little closer to him.

……

At half past seven in the morning, Yan Shiqi and the man were just sitting in the kitchen hall preparing to have breakfast, and Lei Ruixiu came uninvited.

He was pushing two suitcases in his hand, one large and one small, and it looked like a couple.

Behind him was a dark orange, and his mouth was still swollen.

When Yan Shiqi saw them, he looked at the time in surprise, didn't he leave at eight o'clock, and came over so early?

Probably seeing her suspicions, Lei Ruixiu calmly put the suitcase at the door, and when he walked in with Wen Cheng, he said bluntly: "Come and have breakfast." ”

Ten minutes later, the men were the first to finish eating, and the two of them looked at each other for a moment, and then got up and went to the living room.

Yan Shiqi looked at their backs, turned her head to look at Wen Cheng, who was eating an omelette slowly, she bit her chopsticks, and asked in a low voice across the table, "Brother-in-law is also going to Dijing with us?"

Wen Cheng choked!