< img height="1" width="1" style="display:none" src="https://www.facebook.com/tr?id=433806094867034&ev=PageView&noscript=1" />

Text:

Comment:

Home > Romance > Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji > Chapter 257

Chapter 257

Words:779Update:22/06/22 10:47:37

Report

"I …" Ye Shengge wanted to explain, but on second thought, there was nothing to explain. She really didn't care enough about him.

Perhaps it was because Ji Shiting had always been strong and invincible in her heart, so she couldn't imagine that the man would be lonely and sad.

"Sorry." She grabbed his sleeve and apologized. "I saw you chatting well with auntie in the afternoon. I thought it wasn't anything serious, so I didn't ask you."

Ji Shiting stared at her for a few seconds before pulling her into his arms.

"Mm." He took another drag of his cigarette, then exhaled a puff of greenish-white smoke at the lake in front of him. Only then did he speak indifferently. "It really isn't a big deal."

Ye Shengge breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then … Why are you in a bad mood?"

"Who told you I'm in a bad mood?" The man retorted and flicked the cigarette ash, but his lips curled into a self-deprecating smile.

Ye Shengge sighed helplessly.

It didn't matter if he didn't admit it. As long as it was a negative emotion, he wouldn't admit it, be it anger or sadness.

She thought for a bit and said, "Shiting, I don't remember what my parents look like anymore."

Ji Shiting was dazed. He hugged her tighter with his right hand and nodded.

"They were diplomats. They died in a war in the base. The last thing I remember about that accident was the lawyer telling me how much money my parents had left me." Ye Shengge smiled. "When my parents passed away, I could already remember, but it's strange. I just don't remember what they looked like, nor do I remember anything about them. I've read about it in books, and I think it might be post-traumatic stress disorder. "

Ji Shiting didn't say anything and just held her hand.

"But I hope I remember, even if they're not as perfect as I imagined. It would be even better if they were still alive. " Ye Shengge sighed and turned to look at him. "No matter what auntie did to you, at least she still cares about you. You still have a mother."

Ji Shiting frowned, then he curled his lips and said, "Are you trying to comfort me, Ye Shengge?"

"Uh …" She averted her gaze. "No, I was just expressing my feelings."

Ji Shiting chuckled and pulled her into his arms.

Ye Shengge wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling a little nervous.

Usually, when he hugged her like this, it was to make it easier for him to kiss her.

However, Ji Shiting clearly had no intention of kissing her. He combed her long hair with his hand, and there was an unfathomable look in his eyes. He then pulled her into his arms and buried his face in her neck as if he was seeking some kind of comfort. Ye Shengge's heart clenched as she heard his deep and slow breathing. Ye Shengge didn't know what to feel. She felt her heart clench.

She subconsciously hugged him tightly and said in a very low and soft voice, "It's okay. You still have me. As long as you don't mind, I will never leave you. "

Ji Shiting swallowed hard and said, "That's what you said."

Ye Shengge nodded and said, "Of course."

Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.