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"I don't know, you can go and see."

"I want to go tomorrow." She spoke softly, mainly because she was afraid that he would drive her away.

"Yeah." Ji Yang ate two pieces and then stopped, panting slightly, "Whenever you want."

Shen Kexi's hand paused. Does this mean that he won't drive her away?

She has been smart many times, and this time she guessed right. Ji Yang never mentioned the time for her to go back.

She was there when Dr. Chen gave injections, when he examined her, and when he talked about the condition.

The shock of each thing made her cry secretly several times at night. Ji Yang's condition was worse than she thought.

Even he himself had no confidence. He listened numbly every time, and had already thrown life and death aside.

Ji Yang felt that since she knew all this, she should have no thoughts, and he was more casual with her.

There was no way to avoid it. He talked to her openly, and there was no so-called cold violence. It was just that sometimes he was weak and didn't want to talk.

If it was before, Shen Kexi was happy, and even rekindled the desire to pursue him again, now he just wanted to accompany him well.

In the past, when she noticed that he relaxed his tone, she would make bold statements to pursue him, but now she has no such intention at all.

She went to work on Monday, went in the morning and returned in the afternoon, punching a clock in, afraid that Shen Yihe would catch her and teach her a lesson again.

When she came back, Ji Yang was sitting on the table in the backyard, wearing a long sweater and black pants, with his legs crossed. He was still three parts sick and two parts weak, and his coughs made people feel pity.

Shen Kexi didn't dare to speak loudly to him now, let alone argue with him, and she spoke twice unconsciously.

She walked over with a bag and sat opposite him.

Ji Yang looked at her, with an elegant and lazy posture, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a good appearance, which made people want to follow him.

"I bought you delicious food." Shen Kexi smiled and took out a box of cakes from the bag as if coaxing a child.

The fragrance of osmanthus was fragrant, mixed with the fragrance of milk.

He didn't like desserts, but he loved osmanthus cakes.

"I asked Dr. Chen, I can have a small piece." She opened it with great interest and handed it to his door.

Eating it made his cough worse, so he could only try it.

"How long did you wait in line?" Ji Yang did not refuse, but chuckled, and reached out with a pair of delicate hands to take a piece.

"Not long." Shen Kexi's erratic expression showed that she was lying.

This is a traditional milk-flavored osmanthus cake, which is opened in a small alley. It is made and sold by a family, so everyone has to wait in line.

"It tastes good." Ji Yang took a small bite and praised it rarely.

"But you can only eat one piece." Shen Kexi took it and closed it again, fearing that he would eat more.

"You can eat the rest yourself?" He frowned.

"Doctor Chen said you can only have one piece." She put it in a bag, put the bag under the table, where he couldn't see it, and then poured him a glass of water.

Ji Yang also looked down, and Shen Kexi hid the bag behind him so that he couldn't see it.

Seeing this, he laughed angrily, his lips curled up, and his beautiful eyes were charming and seductive, "Kexi, you are not very moral."

"Wait until Brother Ji gets better, I will buy as much as you want to eat." She pushed the glass of water forward again.

Ji Yang seemed a little helpless, and he couldn't do anything to her, so he took a sip of the water, "Then you keep it and eat it secretly."

Shen Kexi: "..."

What's so strange about this?

She didn't want to keep it and eat it secretly.

In the next few days, Feng Ma would always prepare a portion for her when she cooked, and when Ji Yang got better, the two of them ate together at the dining table.

He ate very lightly, and couldn't touch any heavy taste. Shen Kexi was not picky and liked light food.

The two chatted from time to time. In the past, Shen Kexi knew the distant and cold Ji Yang who sometimes spoke little.

She seemed to like him, who was also separated by a layer of mist.

The Ji Yang I have been in contact with these days is more real. In fact, he is a little arrogant and doesn't laugh much, but when he laughs, he is very charming. The young master has always had a temper, and he doesn't seem to be very humorous. He tells a lot of cold jokes.

He is afraid of injections and hates taking medicine. He seems to be indifferent to life and death. In his words, he has long accepted such an arrangement.

But she is more and more reluctant to let him go, and she loves him more.

Today, when Shen Kexi went downstairs, Ji Yang also wore a suit, which surprised her.

The straight black suit outlines his tall and thin figure, with a light blue shirt inside, no tie, and two buttons unbuttoned.

If it weren't for that face being too good-looking, it would really have the aura of a workplace elite, and at this time it could be considered elegant and upright.

Looking over with narrow eyebrows, Shen Kexi didn't dare to look at him, for fear that she couldn't stand it and would be trapped.

"Is Brother Ji going out?" She walked over, pulled a chair and sat down, and Aunt Feng served her a bowl of millet porridge.

"Yeah."

"Where to?" She was curious.

Doctor Chen said he was much better, no need for injections, he could take the traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine.

For Ji Yang, it didn't matter whether he was good or bad, as long as he could walk and eat, and didn't have to lie in bed, it was as good as good for him.

When you are sick, you just lie in bed, breathing out and not breathing in.

"Let's go to the company." He ate a dumpling and said slowly, "It's not bad to sleep on the sofa in the company, the sun is warm."

Shen Kexi: "..."

She heard that Ji Yang went to the company to take the position of vice president, and knew that he would not handle affairs, but... saying it like this...

"You have to find something to do, even lying down counts."

Others would definitely think she is spoiled and useless, but Shen Kexi thought it was good and nodded.

You can't do it. If you deal with things, it will hurt his energy and be very hard. It's not good for him.

"Then Brother Ji should cover himself with a blanket when he sleeps. The weather has cooled down recently." Shen Kexi warned seriously.