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When Shi Jun stepped into the house, he did not see Wen Yanqing at first glance. Instead, he saw the tabby who was pacing warily in the living room and sizing him up from afar. He saw the elegant and fresh forget-me-not in the vase, the soft and cute hamster toy on the sofa, and the half-eaten sweet soup on the coffee table.

The atmosphere of life was everywhere, and it was many times warmer than the last time he came.

“Yanqing, Shi Jun is here,” Lin Gantang called out.

Oh my, even his girlfriend has moved in.

Shi Jun put down his gift and sat on the sofa. The days of good friends passed quite comfortably.

Wen Yanqing came out of the room when he heard the call. He smiled when he saw Shi Jun and poured him a glass of water. “You’re here.”

Shi Jun nodded and paused for a moment as he looked at Wen Yanqing’s casual clothes.

The dignified CEO was dressed like a big bad wolf at home… He was not used to it. He was very unused to it.

In the past, he felt that Wen Yanqing’s preference for white shirts because of Lin Gantang was a disgrace to himself. Now, he felt that…White shirts were good. White shirts smelled so good. Why not wear white shirts until you are old? Really.

Thinking about it, when he entered the door, he seemed to have seen Lin Gantang dressed like a bunny?

Shi Jun drank the water expressionlessly. It was really enough.

“Why did you come back early?” Wen Yanqing knew about his travel plans.

“The hospital sent me a message saying that my mum’s condition isn’t very good, so I came back.” Shi Jun put down the cup.

If there was something he couldn’t put down, he couldn’t go far. It wasn’t easy being an adult. Everyone had things that they felt helpless about. Shi Jun still had his mother to take care of, so he couldn’t even completely indulge himself just once.

“Is Auntie alright?”

“I went to see her yesterday, but she still doesn’t recognize me. She’s emotionally unstable.” Shi Jun felt a little sad. His mother was holding a little doll and said it was him, but she couldn’t recognize her real child standing in front of her.

Wen Yanqing could not help either. Over the years, he had invited many authoritative doctors in the field of mental health, but nothing could be done. The chances of Shi Jun’s mother recovering were very low.

“Are you still leaving this time? After your mother’s condition stabilizes,” he asked.

“I’m not leaving,” Shi Jun sighed. “I’ve lived in the small fishing village for quite a long time, so I managed to relax. You can’t hide from the things around you. I have to come back and continue to face them.”

Wen Yanqing could hear the helplessness, sadness, and resignation in his tone. “Have you and Qin Jiayao stopped contacting each other?” he asked.

“I contacted her. We chatted for a while, but her tone was as calm as water. I think she’s moved on.” Shi Jun rubbed his face. “When I came back, I heard that she went on a blind date according to her family’s arrangements. What am I waiting for? So what if I contact her or not? It’s meaningless.”

Wen Yanqing didn’t pay attention to the Qin family’s matters, so he didn’t know about Qin Jiayao.

“Have you given up this time?”

“I’ve given up. Maybe we’re really not suited for each other,” Shi Jun said, brokenhearted.

Wen Yanqing looked at his dejected expression and guessed that he had not completely let go.

Perhaps he loved her very deeply, so he still hadn’t gotten over it after traveling for so long.

He patted Shi Jun’s shoulder. There was no need for too many words of consolation between men.

“Let’s not talk about me anymore. What about you?” Shi Jun tried to lift his spirits. “You’re already living together. I’m quite envious of you. You’re getting married soon, aren’t you?”

“I haven’t proposed yet.” Wen Yanqing shook his head.

“What’s going on? Didn’t you say that you wanted to propose before I went on my trip?” Shi Jun was puzzled.

Lin Gantang, who had just finished cutting fruits in the kitchen, heard this and stopped in her tracks.

Wen Yanqing fell silent. After a long while, he said, “She doesn’t seem to be ready yet. I’m also afraid of failing in my proposal..”