Returning home with Ji Mingche after buying clothes, it was already nine o'clock.
Jian Si was exhausted, sprawling on the sofa in the shape of a spread eagle, not wanting to move even a toe.
More tiring than physical exertion was the weariness of her heart.
Jian Sichen and Jian Yue were about to go to bed when they saw Jian Si return, they excitedly ran over and threw themselves onto her: "Mommy, are you going to sleep with us again tonight?"
Jian Si, stroking their little heads, said without words: "What do you mean 'again'?"
Jian Yue pouted her lips, dissatisfied: "Ever since you came back to Jiangcheng, you've been with Xiao Bai almost every day, it's so hard to see you. So, isn't my use of 'again' correct?"
Jian Si had no response, so she simply stopped talking.
Jian Sichen noticed her lack of enthusiasm, as if she was preoccupied, and asked with concern: "Mommy, did something happen?"