Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 1220 - 1222: I Don’t Want to Be Engaged, I Don’t Want to Marry That Person (Part 2)

Chapter 1220: Chapter 1222: I Don’t Want to Be Engaged, I Don’t Want to Marry That Person (Part 2)

So every time Xin Xiaoxiao comes to ask him for lunch, he’s not that reluctant...

That way, he can go out to eat, and when his mom calls to question him why he’s not eating the nutrition meals, he has an excuse to say he’s taking Xin Xiaoxiao out for lunch.

So... that brat’s presence isn’t completely useless?

Qiu Yang said, "Auntie is just concerned about you."

"Of course." Xiang Yiqing nodded.

The two of them chatted back and forth, not mentioning the past nor the future, only talking about the present, and soon they arrived at Qingfeng Court.

After getting out of the car, Qiu Yang stood outside the car door, resting her hand on the door, and said to Xiang Yiqing, "It’s too late, I won’t invite you up to stay for a bit."

Xiang Yiqing smiled, "Get some rest early."

Qiu Yang nodded, "Mm, be safe on your way back."

Then she closed the car door, stepped back a couple of steps, and watched as Xiang Yiqing’s car started up.

Below her glasses, her pair of elegant phoenix eyes sparkled with a light smile, reflecting the moonlight, making her gaze exceptionally bright.

A long time, a very long time, until Xiang Yiqing’s car disappeared from her sight, she raised her hand and murmured, "Yiqing, see you tomorrow."

...

Their house is also an old residence of the military and government compound, so it’s not far from the old city.

But being alone, he still feels too quiet, so quiet it makes him feel bored.

’On this quiet night, does a certain someone from the past suddenly break into your mind, unexpectedly haunting your dreams, or... is there a song that makes you suddenly think of me...’

Xiang Yiqing reached out to turn on the radio, the unique and pure voice of the late-night host always penetrates into one’s soul, drawing people into an indescribable state.

As the host delivered a wistful introduction, a melody too familiar, way too familiar, slowly began to play.

The lights went out

The moon is a lonely eye

Quietly watching

Restless in solitude

A familiar song comes from afar

...

Is there a song that makes your heart remember me

Is there a song that makes you lightly hum along

Is there a song that makes you suddenly think of me

By the way, I wonder if that girl has recovered from her cold.

Listening to the familiar old song, Xiang Yiqing hummed along and suddenly got distracted thinking about Xin Xiaoxiao.

He actually was still concerned about her cold.

Xiang Yiqing, you really are masochistic, have you forgotten how annoying that girl can be?

He shook his head, trying to shake Xin Xiaoxiao out of his mind, pressed down a little more on the accelerator, speeding up on the wide, then deserted night road.

...

Not having an early shift, Xiang Yiqing arrived at the hospital around ten o’clock.

He was wearing a thin white sweater, dark blue jeans, which fit well and made him look particularly tall.

Xin Xiaoxiao followed him all the way, and when he reached the door of his consultation room, about to open the door to go in, she quickened her light steps, got behind him, and tapped his shoulder.

Then she squatted down, hiding.

Xiang Yiqing turned his head but didn’t see anyone, puzzled, his eyes inadvertently glanced and spotted the little figure squatting on the ground.

He lowered his gaze and met Xin Xiaoxiao’s cheeky grin.

Today Xin Xiaoxiao wore an orange long-sleeved dress with a ruffled collar, and her hair was tied up.

Both in complexion and spirit, she looked much better than yesterday.

"Brother Xiang."

Meeting Xiang Yiqing’s clear eyes, Xin Xiaoxiao sweetly called out to him.

Then she reached out her hand to help him up.