The Longing

Why did Assistant Zhang drive to her neighborhood?

Before she could ask Zhang Yang, he turned around and said, "Boss, I'll pick you up tomorrow. You and Miss Ying should rest early."

Assistant Zhang was a good person. If he was good, he would really do it!

It was broad daylight, but he said that she and Wen Fucheng should rest early. Although she wanted to, it was clearly not the time!

After Zhang Yang left, Ying Jing finally braced herself and spoke.

"Aren't we going too fast!"

Were they going into her house now?

Wen Fucheng did not know what she was talking about. He just walked ahead of her towards the elevator.

No way! He was so forward, he's already moved forward. Ying Jing followed him all the way to the eighth floor and saw that he had pressed the wrong button.

"My residence is on the seventh floor. You pressed the wrong button."

The man stopped in his tracks and glanced sideways at her.

His thin lips parted, but his expression didn't change.

"What a coincidence. I live on the eighth floor."

"You bought a house in Hucheng." Coincidentally, it was just upstairs.

"Uh-huh? Can't I?"

Yes, yes, it was really too good! Hahaha! Even the heavens were helping her. She visualized her progress bar for her pursuit increasing by leaps and bounds.

As the saying goes, the pavilion closest to the water renders a closer view of the moonlight. She felt could really reach the moon hanging in the sky.

Tomorrow, she would return to the villa to pack her luggage and quickly come back to stay.

She was living in the same building as Wen Fucheng!

Ying Jing was so happy that she was floating as she walked. She was even humming a tune.

She followed Wen Fucheng to his new home. She looked at the bare apartment in front of her and fell into deep thought.

Well…

If she remembered correctly, this neighborhood was a famous wealthy district in Shanghai. It was decorated magnificently. There were a total of eight floors in a building. There was only one apartment on each floor.

"Was your place ransacked?" She might as well state that his room was cleared out!

There were just a few pieces of furniture. Even the window curtains were missing.

Standing in the living room, Wen Fucheng looked vexed.

"The seller said he'd take some furniture with him when he bought it."

Was this what the seller meant by taking a little away? The place was almost empty and it was too late to buy any new furniture now.

As Wen Fucheng walked, he also checked the situation.

Even the bed in the bedroom had been moved away by the seller.

"The study is fine. I can make do. I'll work in the study and sleep on the small bed in the study. It'll be fine when the furniture is set up. Don't worry too much."

"Nonsense. How could I not worry?"

The gas stove in the kitchen had been pried away. Did he have to go to the balcony to consume the wind when it was time to eat?!

"It doesn't matter. I can do it."

"I can't. I won't have you living in a house like this. My place…" She started to drag his bags out.

Wen Fucheng held her hand, his eyes filled with indescribable emotions.

"It's not good for a man and a woman to be alone."

"You're worried that I won't be able to control myself and attack you! It's not unreasonable. But don't worry, as long as you don't seduce me with your beauty, I'll definitely be able to hold on to my bottom line." Yes, she even nodded confidently after saying that.

Wen Fucheng was even more dumbfounded. Did she think so? He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Your brother will probably beat me to death if he finds out."

"Don't worry. The worst he can do is beat me to death."

Wen Fucheng was even more dumbfounded.

She pulled his luggage and walked out. Wen Fucheng stopped her at the door.

He sounded more serious.

"Do you have any idea what it means to invite a man into your home?" Especially a man who had designs on her.

"I know! Will you do something to me?" She couldn't ask for more.

Wen Fucheng shook his head. He didn't know if he could give a clear answer. He was very clear about the importance of dealing with the situation, and he also understood that her resistance to him had repeatedly decreased.

Ying Jing misunderstood the shaking of his head.

"That's right. You won't live here forever. Usually, you have to work and I have to go to school. Don't I have to woo you? You have to give me a chance to woo you!" Ying Jing looked at him intently and said bluntly.

Fragments of light danced behind her eyes.

Wen Fucheng's grip on the suitcase gradually loosened.

Ying Jing quickly dragged his luggage down.

Wen Fucheng hesitated for a few steps before following.

The little girl's house was no different from the one in her previous life. However, he did not have the chance to step in in his previous life.

He knew she'd hang a white dreamcatcher over the balcony, and whenever the wind blew, the bells hanging below swung with it.

She had posted on her personal social media page. She said she was trying to capture a dream of crossing the ocean.

The bedroom bay window was covered with a thick blanket and a few petal cushions. She enjoyed sitting on it and reading her scripts. She would sleep on it when she was tired.

She would also share various delicacies in her posts. Her cooking was delicious, even though he'd never tasted it. Just thinking about it made him yearn for it.

Ying Jing liked the big balcony. It was a very big balcony.

Others liked to raise flowers and plants, but she liked to grow cabbage and all kinds of vegetables and fruits.

When it was time for the flowers to bloom, other people's balconies were filled with flowers, but only her small world was filled with fruits.

There was also a fish pond beside the small vegetable garden with several small fat fish in it. They were very thin when they came, and she had fattened them up bit by bit, making it difficult for them to swim.

Other than not loving him in his previous life, Ying Jing had done so well in everything.

Wen Fucheng walked to the balcony. As expected, the fat fish were playing in the water.

Ying Jing put his luggage aside and walked to his side.

"How is it? Aren't my fish pretty? All of them are chubby."

Wen Fucheng looked at her and smiled.

"Yes, they're very cute."

Aiya! Ying Jing looked at the balcony that hadn't been cleaned for a few days. The melon was about to fall.

She immediately ran into the house and took out a small basin from the kitchen. She used the scissors to carefully cut off the ripe melon.

And plucked two large turnips.

"You can have radish-stewed pork ribs tonight. You're in luck. You can try my cooking. I don't cook for others easily."

"I guess I'm lucky."

Ying Jing snorted proudly and returned to the kitchen with a full basin.

Looking at her busy figure, Wen Fusheng was glad that Lu Zishu was blind and didn't fall for her.

She was such a treasure. She should be taken seriously by someone she liked.

"Can I help?" Ying Jing heard his voice as he walked into the kitchen. When she turned to look at him, her hand, which had yet to be wiped clean, flicked a lot of water droplets into the man's face.

She immediately took a tissue from the box beside her and reached out to wipe his face.

"Sorry about that. Your sudden appearance scared me."

Wen Fucheng remained motionless as she wiped the water off his face.

When he took her wrist a moment later, his voice was hoarse.

"I'll do it myself."

"There's something else. It won't be long."

After wiping it clean, she crumpled the paper and threw it into the trash can.

"Don't stay in the kitchen. Go around outside."

Ying Jing stepped out of the kitchen with Wen Fucheng following closely behind.

The two of them passed in front of the balcony. Where there was no wind, the dreamcatcher, which had stopped moving, automatically began to spin.

As the bell rang, Ying Jing stopped in her tracks and looked back.

The man stood in front of the bell and gently strummed the dreamcatcher.

A clear sound brushed her ear.

Ying Jing's heart skipped a beat as if she had caught that longing.