Ji Sang returned to Yujing Apartnt, and to her surprise, Fu Yisi was already back.
She glanced at the ti; it was only six o’clock.
She had intended to call him and ask if he would be back for dinner, so she could start cooking.
"You’re back so early today? Did you sort everything out?"
Ji Sang was hesitant to look into Fu Yisi’s eyes when she spoke, fearing that she might blurt out the news about finding Aunt Fu Zhixing.
On the way back, after her emotions had cald down a bit, Ji Sang realized what Yong Qi ant by what he had said to her.
She had to tell Fu Yisi slowly, very slowly.
She had to explain the current situation of his aunt without rushing.
"Mhm, I wanted to eat the food you make."
Fu Yisi’s look was deep as he gazed at Ji Sang.
Ji Sang, not looking closely, failed to notice his emotions.
"What would you like to eat? I’ll cook it for you."
Without even changing her clothes, having just put down her bag, Ji Sang went straight into the kitchen.
Fu Yisi followed her in, standing right behind her, barely stopping himself from wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his head on her shoulder.
"I like whatever you cook."
Aside from preferring lighter als, Fu Yisi indeed was not picky about his food.
Of course, if she made sothing too heavily flavored, he had no choice but to adapt.
Thankfully, the fridge was stocked with groceries these past few days; Ye Lin knew that Fu Yisi had been busy and Ji Sang had just co back from the sea, so she kept having nourishing ingredients delivered.
These days were a rare chance for Fu Yisi to co back for dinner, so Ji Sang prepared a rather lavish al.
Four dishes and a soup, which was more than enough for the two of them.
Ji Sang even opened a bottle of red wine.
After sitting down, Ji Sang took a few deep breaths.
She had already begun to phrase how to tell Fu Yisi.
Under the warm light, she couldn’t make out Fu Yisi’s expression clearly, but she noticed, after she had tried to speak several tis and stopped, the man suddenly raised his hand to stroke her head.
A stream of thoughts suddenly flooded Ji Sang’s mind.
Since Fu Yisi had already reached out to Uncle Yong, it ant there was so assurance, and also, Uncle Yong didn’t deny it.
And he ca back so early today; did he know she went to the sanitarium?
Once she figured it out, Ji Sang froze for a mont, then cracked a smile.
"Do you know already?"
"Know what, hmm?"
Ji Sang gave Fu Yisi a playful look.
"Happy news, sothing that the whole family would be happy about."
Fu Yisi’s smile seed frozen in place. Because Ji Sang was leaning her hands on the table, she leaned in close and saw the change in Fu Yisi’s eyes.
It was truly the first ti she had seen such an expectant look in his eyes.
His face remained calm, but his hand had already grabbed Ji Sang’s hand.
"What is it?"
His voice was slightly hoarse due to restraining his emotions.
Ji Sang looked at him and suddenly began to feel pity.
For sixteen years, Fu Yisi had never let go of himself.
He must have been searching for his aunt with endless hope and prayers these days.
"The aunt is doing well."
Ji Sang said just these four words.
As the words fell, she felt Fu Yisi’s grip on her hand tighten.
Ji Sang clasped his hand in return, attempting to give him strength.
What did these four words an to Fu Yisi?
A sixteen-year-old burden of guilt and anxiety could finally be lifted.
A sixteen-year-old concern finally found its resolution.
The most respected woman in his life was coming back.
Fu Yisi’s adam’s apple bobbed several tis in quick succession.
"She’s well?"
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