Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 624 - 558: Jun and Liangsheng’s Ending Part 2: Unable to Help You 2
Guan Yu looked at Jian Liangtong and said solemnly, "Liang Tong, I’ll trouble you to take care of Brother Huo."
Sensing that Jian Liangtong wanted to speak.
Guan Yu quickly added, "Don’t worry, I’ve explained to the production team, I’ll rush back immediately. It won’t delay you for too long. I’m off now."
When Guan Yu said he’d leave, he really left.
The whole process didn’t give Jian Liangtong a chance to speak!
Jian Liangtong took a few seconds to catch her breath in disbelief, staring speechlessly in the direction Guan Yu had left.
Did she agree?
"Guan Yu is always efficient. He should be back soon. So until he returns, I’ll have to trouble you." Huo Shaojun spoke to Jian Liangtong with a gentlemanly demeanor.
Jian Liangtong looked at Huo Shaojun reluctantly, "You seem to be in good spirits now, so staying alone shouldn’t be a problem."
"Come here!"
Huo Shaojun looked at her deeply.
Jian Liangtong paused, looking at him warily, "What for?"
"Come here." Huo Shaojun’s voice was gentle.
"..." Jian Liangtong glared at him.
Huo Shaojun sighed lightly, "In my current state, even if I wanted to do something to you, I couldn’t."
Jian Liangtong, "..." Her ears burned!
What did he mean by.
Heart willing...
Seeing Jian Liangtong still standing in place.
Huo Shaojun smiled helplessly, "Do I need to swear that if I have ulterior motives toward you, then let me not..."
"Childish!"
Before Huo Shaojun could finish, Jian Liangtong’s expression changed several times, frowning as she spoke.
Huo Shaojun raised an eyebrow, staring deeply at Jian Liangtong.
Jian Liangtong finally walked over to him.
Huo Shaojun watched her walk over, his cold eyes softening.
"What, ah..."
As Jian Liangtong reached the bedside and started to speak, her hand was suddenly grasped by Huo Shaojun.
Jian Liangtong gasped in surprise.
But in the next moment, the burning heat from his palm made her inhale sharply.
Her eyes narrowed urgently, looking at him.
Huo Shaojun forcefully held her hand, pressed it against his face, and looked into her eyes intently, "Now, do you still think I can stay alone without any problem?"
Jian Liangtong, "..."
His face was so hot, it must be a severe fever.
If she just left like that.
If something happened to him, how could she live with her conscience?
Jian Liangtong lowered her eyelashes, reflecting on her decision.
Once she made up her mind, Jian Liangtong lifted her long eyelashes, looked at Huo Shaojun, and said, "Can you let go now?"
Huo Shaojun squinted slightly, staring at Jian Liangtong for a while.
Perhaps convinced she wouldn’t leave, he slowly released her hand.
Jian Liangtong touched her forehead, exhaled, picked up the empty water glass from the bedside table, and went to the water dispenser to fill it with lukewarm water.
Returning, Jian Liangtong sat on the bed’s edge without any hesitation, took the medicine Guan Yu had brought back, and extracted each dose as Ning Wenqing had noted, handing it to Huo Shaojun, "Take it."
Huo Shaojun cooperated willingly, taking the medicine and swallowing it with his head tilted back.
Jian Liangtong then handed him the water glass.
She watched him take a sip and swallow the medicine.
Huo Shaojun swallowed the medicine and drank up the remaining lukewarm water in the cup.
Jian Liangtong observed, asking him, "Do you want more water?"
Huo Shaojun glanced at her gently and shook his head.
Jian Liangtong said nothing, took the cup from his hand, and placed it back where it was, "Your cold was a lot better yesterday, why is it so severe again today?"
Huo Shaojun’s eyes flickered, "I don’t know."
Jian Liangtong paused slightly, saying nothing more.
The medicine probably had a sedative effect; after a short while, Huo Shaojun leaned against the bedhead, deeply drowsy.
Jian Liangtong stood up and told him, "Get some sleep."
Huo Shaojun looked at her, "Will you leave when I fall asleep?"
"..." Jian Liangtong remained silent.
"I won’t sleep." Huo Shaojun said childishly.
Three black lines appeared on Jian Liangtong’s forehead, "I won’t leave. Even if I do, I’ll wait until Guan Yu returns."
"Really?" Huo Shaojun gazed at her intently.
Looking at him, Jian Liangtong felt a strange sensation and nodded gently.
Huo Shaojun watched her for a while, ensuring she wasn’t deceiving him, then lay back on the bed, letting himself fall asleep in peace.
Jian Liangtong stood by the bed, watching Huo Shaojun, and unknowingly spent half an hour doing so.
Huo Shaojun had been asleep for almost two hours, and from the looks of it, would need at least another two hours to wake up.
It was approaching noon.
Jian Liangtong remembered that she needed to meet Bai Qiao that afternoon to discuss participating in a reality show.
So she picked up her phone and redialed the number Guan Yu had called her from earlier that morning.
"Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently switched off..."
"..."
What?
Jian Liangtong bit her lower lip in disbelief, staring at her phone screen.
What on earth?
Switched off?
Jian Liangtong felt a headache coming on, gloomily glanced at the peacefully sleeping Huo Shaojun on the bed, and paced around the room in irritation.
She had been in the bedroom for almost three hours.
Jian Liangtong decided to find a different place to stay.
So she left the room, walked to the stairs, and prepared to go downstairs.
One foot had already stepped out.
Jian Liangtong’s eyelid twitched slightly, slowly retracting her foot, and she lifted her head to look toward the third floor.
In just a dozen or so seconds, Jian Liangtong didn’t know what she was thinking.
So, when she unknowingly walked to the third floor and stood outside that room, Jian Liangtong’s mind went temporarily blank.
She reached out to grip the door handle, her fingers hesitating, repeatedly loosening and tightening their hold.
Finally.
Jian Liangtong took a deep breath, tightened her grip on the handle, and turned the door open.
As the door opened, a faint lavender scent, like a special fragrance that awakens memories, wafted toward her.
Jian Liangtong stood at the door, gazing at the room full of her photos... her feelings were indescribable.
Her throat moved, and Jian Liangtong walked in, very slowly walked in.
Looking at those faces, sometimes naive, sometimes foolish, sometimes bold, sometimes radiant, Jian Liangtong could hardly be sure that was herself.
Just like the first time she walked into this room, Jian Liangtong’s fingertips brushed over those photos one by one.
The touch of her fingers on the photos felt like youth flowing through her fingertips.
Actually.
Jian Liangtong is only twenty-six years old now.
But she felt like her heart was already very, very old.
So looking at these photos, Jian Liangtong felt like someone in the twilight of life seeing their younger self, full of emotion and indescribable nostalgia.
Suddenly.
Jian Liangtong’s steps suddenly halted, and her fingertips also stopped.
Her pupils trembled uncontrollably due to a surge of unknown emotion in her heart.
The photo imprinted in her dark pupils... was of the small apartment where she lived for more than a year in the UK.
It was a single suite, with partitions.
Less than thirty square meters.
Perhaps after she canceled the lease, the landlord never found a satisfactory tenant, so the photo showed it the way it was when she lived in the UK.
A small one-and-a-half-meter bed, with a small balcony.
The kitchen was outside, shared by five households.
The bathroom was also shared.
Besides a bed, a table, a worn-out fabric sofa, and an antique-like small TV set, the room had nothing else.
Jian Liangtong’s gaze fixed on that photo, unable to look away.
She thought of the time in the UK.
Someone had suggested visiting the place where she and Hao Hao had lived, but she refused.
Later he didn’t return to the country with them...
Jian Liangtong hugged her arms in some panic, but her eyes were still on that photo.
Why did he... why did he do that?
She suddenly dropped her gaze.
Jian Liangtong stopped herself from thinking further.
She turned around, walking briskly toward the door as if she were avoiding a beast.
Bam—
Her waist accidentally hit a chair.
Jian Liangtong inhaled sharply from the pain, covering her sore waist, frowning and looking down.
The objects on the chair made Jian Liangtong’s evasive eyes suddenly clouded with confusion.
On it was also a stack of photos.
Only these photos had been burned; their edges were somewhat yellowed, and every photo had a missing part from the burn.
But it didn’t prevent the content of the photos from being visible.
And the protagonists in these photos were her and... Huo Chengjin!
As Jian Liangtong pushed open the bedroom door, Huo Shaojun’s expression was tense, and he was just about to get out of bed.
Jian Liangtong’s gaze flickered slightly, pursing her lips while standing at the door looking at him.
Upon hearing the door open, Huo Shaojun slightly clenched his fists against the edge of the bed, looking over at Jian Liangtong.
Their eyes met, and Jian Liangtong calmly lowered her gaze, closed the door, and walked over.
Standing in front of Huo Shaojun, Jian Liangtong looked at him, "Do you want some water?"
Huo Shaojun moved his thin lips, "Where did you go?"
"It was a bit stuffy staying in the room for too long, so I went to sit in the living room downstairs for a while, why?" Jian Liangtong said candidly.
Huo Shaojun stared deeply at her for a moment, "Nothing."
Jian Liangtong nodded, "How are you feeling? Any better?"
"Much better," Huo Shaojun said.
"I ordered some food, it should arrive soon. Eat something and take some more medicine later." Jian Liangtong said as she picked up the water cup from the bedside table and went to the water dispenser to get some water.
Huo Shaojun’s gaze burned intensely as it followed Jian Liangtong.
Jian Liangtong carried the water back to Huo Shaojun, handing him the cup, "Drink more water if you’re not feeling well."
"Mm." Huo Shaojun lowered his eyelashes, took the cup, sipped a little, then placed the cup back on the bedside table.
Jian Liangtong looked at him, "Want to get out of bed and walk around?"
Huo Shaojun looked up at Jian Liangtong.
Jian Liangtong’s gaze flickered slightly again, but she didn’t avoid his eyes.
Downstairs in the living room.
Huo Shaojun leaned back on the sofa, his deep eyes fixated on Jian Liangtong.
Jian Liangtong kept looking at the entrance of the villa.
"Are you in a hurry?" Huo Shaojun spoke, his tone unconsciously revealing a hint of displeasure.
Jian Liangtong looked at him and nodded.
Huo Shaojun suddenly tensed, his cold eyes staring at Jian Liangtong, overflowing with resentment.
Jian Liangtong looked at him for a while, then said, "Aren’t you hungry?"
Huo Shaojun didn’t speak, sulking.
Jian Liangtong said, "I’m hungry."
Huo Shaojun, "..."
"I didn’t eat anything this morning or at noon."
Upon hearing this.
Huo Shaojun’s face immediately darkened.
When someone was in a bad mood, they were even less willing to talk.
But he already got up from the sofa and headed towards the open-plan kitchen.
