"Have so porridge."
Ultimately, it was Bao Nan who broke the silence.
Jiang Tong pursed her lips, pulling the blanket tighter around herself, with a hint of shyness in her peach blossom eyes.
Bao Nan’s eyes flickered, instantly understanding what she was thinking.
"I’m heading back to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs first; finish the seafood porridge and brown sugar water while they’re hot. I had the housekeeper wash your clothes last night, and they’re in the dryer now. You can change into them when you leave.
Also, I’ve already submitted your leave note to the political departnt of the Prosecutor’s Office, so take a good rest today." His voice was extrely soft, like a husband caring for his wife.
Yet Jiang Tong still didn’t realize and kept thinking Bao Nan only regarded her as a friend.
"Ah... alright... I got it, thank you."
Upon hearing this, a trace of loneliness flashed across Bao Nan’s eyes, and he slowly stood up to leave.
It wasn’t until the door closed that Jiang Tong leaned over the blanket, her heart racing and the tips of her ears turning mostly red.
Even after a long ti had passed, her heartbeat showed no sign of calming down.
Jiang Tong took a deep breath, picked up the bowl of seafood porridge, and stirred it with a spoon.
Maybe it’s genetic; her nstrual pain was as severe as her mother’s.
The first day was always unbearably painful.
But over the years, she had endured it all alone.
Fainting from pain in the bathroom of her apartnt and waking up slowly the next day was common.
This was the first ti soone cared for her during her nstrual pain like this...
Is this what’s ant by a sense of security?
Thinking about this, Jiang Tong scooped up a spoonful of seafood porridge and swallowed it slowly, feeling a newfound flutter in her heart.
...
In the evening.
Bao Nan finished his work at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and returned to Ao Garden Century.
The apartnt no longer had any trace of Jiang Tong, and all the clothes in the dryer were gone.
She must have gone ho.
It was back to its usual cold and desolate state.
Bao Nan lay on the sofa, wearily rubbing his brow. When he opened his eyes again, he inadvertently spotted a note on the table.
To the invincibly handso Bao Nan:
Thank you for your help this ti. A great kindness like yesterday’s will not go unrewarded by this girl!
Jiang Tong
Reading the note, Bao Nan chuckled softly, and the gloom from her departure vanished.
He slowly stood up, went back to the room, and took out the journal he had put in the safe the night before.
He inserted the little note Jiang Tong had written into it.
After taking care of everything, as Bao Nan got up, he inadvertently noticed the sanitary pads he had bought at the supermarket last ti.
Since high school, when he t Jiang Tong, he knew she was the kind of person who could be a bit scatterbrained.
Sotis, she couldn’t even take care of herself properly.
After pondering for a while, Bao Nan walked over to the bag of sanitary pads and pulled one out.
Then he went to the living room and took the ibuprofen painkillers the doctor had prescribed and put them in his briefcase.
After stowing everything away, Bao Nan pulled out a thermos from who knows where, planning to brew so brown sugar water to put in it tomorrow.
He was doing all this to prevent Jiang Tong from experiencing such situations in the future.
So, that cool and elegant Minister Bo, for the girl he loved deeply.
No matter what occasions he attended in the future, he’d always have a thermos filled with brown sugar water in hand.
And in the compartnts of his docunt bag would be a sanitary pad and ibuprofen pain dicine.
Reviews
All reviews (0)