He must've stood outside in the cold wind for an awfully long time because his clothes were ice cold. That must've been why she hadn'tcaught the scent of cigarettes on his clothes until she leaned in closer.
He must've smoked quite a lot for that scent to linger even after being in the cold wind.
It looked like something really did piss him off. But then... he cared about her so much. She probably had nothing to do with what pissed him off...
As her wild thoughts ran endlessly, He Jichen placed her down on the sofa.
Ji Yi snapped back to reality then instinctively peered over at He Jichen, who had straightened up.
She actually really wanted to check on him, but her words stopped in her mouth. She remembered how most people didn't like to talk when they were upset, so she figured she should wait until He Jichen felt a little better before trying to comfort him. "Have you eaten? I cooked dinner. I've been waiting a long time, but you didn't come back till late, so the food's cold. Should I go heat it up for you, hmm?" she said, quickly changing the subject.
As Ji Yi said this, He Jichen turned his head and glanced over at the dining table.
There were three dishes and a bowl of soup on the table.
Though he was quite some distance away, he had excellent eyesight, so he noticed she had cooked his favorite kind of fish.
So, even though she liked He Yuguang in the past, even though she once wrote that she missed He Yuguang in a letter to her future self, and even though she went to the apartment he bought when he was impersonating He Yuguang, deep down inside, she cared about him... otherwise, she wouldn't have run over to him barefoot the very second he came back home. Nor would she have personally cooked him dinner.
So, he had no need to care that much about it and he had no need to be so upset over it... Even if he knew this full well, he was actually afraid and upset that no matter how good he was, he couldn't compare to someone who passed away... He was afraid he would never be able to compete with his older brother. But that didn't matter, right? They were together now.
"He Jichen?" asked Ji Yi as she noticed He Jichen didn't reply.
He Jichen withdrew his gaze from the dining room and nodded at Ji Yi as if to say "yes." Then he twitched the corners of his lips and said, "Then I'll go take a shower first."
"Sure." Ji Yi shot He Jichen a sweet smile. When he was about to turn around and head upstairs, she jumped up from the sofa, put on her slippers and walked into the dining room.
While Ji Yi was heating up the food, He Jichen just finished taking his shower, changed into his loungewear, and walked into the dining room.
Knowing that He Jichen was in a bad mood, Ji Yi was particularly attentive just to make him feel a little better. She saw that he had returned, so she immediately pulled out a chair for him.
After He Jichen sat down, she immediately poured He Jichen a bowl of soup and handed him chopsticks.
All through dinner, Ji Yi put food into He Jichen's bowl non-stop.
Even though it was late, they couldn't go upstairs to sleep immediately after dinner, so Ji Yi suggested to He Jichen that they go out for a stroll to digest their food.
He Jichen didn't utter a word but nodded without a moment's hesitation.
Before they stepped outside, Ji Yi secretly checked He Jichen's expression. It seemed like he wasn't as cold as when he first got home and she knew he was in a better mood.
It was a spring evening. As they emerged from the building, they were greeted by a gust of wind that carried the sweet aroma of flowers that bloomed overnight in the area.
Ji Yi clutched He Jichen's arm and walked down the cobbled path. After some distance, she turned her head and glanced over at He Jichen's profile. "He Jichen?"
"Did something happen?
She could tell something was up.
He Jichen hesitated for a few seconds then replied, "No."