But she couldn’t possibly believe that his seven years had gone smoothly.
"Xiao Ji, how come you suddenly came back? Has your study over there finished?" she asked him.
"Yeah, it’s all finished."
"Why didn’t you call me before you came back?" Her phone number hadn’t changed at all over the years.
An Ji laughed, "Didn’t I want to give you a surprise?"
It was indeed a huge surprise.
An Ruo couldn’t help but laugh, then she asked with curiosity, "How did you know I was living here?"
"I just had a detective agency look it up."
Seeing she was about to ask more, An Ji quickly shook her arm and acted coquettishly, "Sister, I’m so sleepy. I’ve been on a plane for more than ten hours and now I’m really tired."
"Look at me, just asking questions and forgetting about that. Are you hungry? I’ll cook you a bowl of noodles first, you can rest after you eat."
"Then just wait, I’ll have it ready in no time." An Ruo got up in high spirits to cook him the noodles.
Truly, happiness invigorates the soul—she even swiftly made a dish he loved to eat most.
After the noodles were ready, An Ji ate happily, and she went to clean up the room Aunt Zhou had lived in for him to stay.
"Xiao Ji, you’ll live here with me from now on. You’ve just come back, so don’t rush to find a job, okay? Take some time to rest," An Ruo said as she came out of the room.
"Um, I was planning to rest a bit before doing anything else anyway." An Ji nodded, having finished his noodles and feeling quite satisfied and full.
An Ruo urged him to take a shower and go to sleep, then she went to the kitchen to wash dishes.
After a while, Mo Hua called, asking when she was coming over.
An Ruo, feeling a bit embarrassed, told him she had things to do today and couldn’t make it, but she’d deliver the cooked meals to him later.
Mo Hua remained silent on the other end after hearing her words.
An Ruo thought he was angry and explained further, "I really can’t get away today. Are you hungry right now? I made dumplings yesterday and froze them. You can go ahead and cook some, and I’ll bring you food later."
"An Ruo," Mo suddenly called her.
The man spoke softly, "An Ruo, you are my girlfriend..."
"You’re not my maid. So you don’t have to feel guilty because you can’t come over to take care of me. Besides, eating is not a big deal. I can move my hands now, I can make something myself, or I can order takeout. You don’t need to come over at noon; it’s tiring to travel back and forth."
"Don’t you dislike takeout?"
"I was just fooling you. I just wanted to eat the food you made," Mo Hua said with a laugh, and An Ruo laughed as well.
"Then I won’t come over, call me if you need anything."
After chatting briefly, she hung up the phone. An Ji came out after his shower and casually asked, "Sis, who was that on the phone?"
An Ruoxin thought, she would need to find a time to talk to him about her affairs.
"You don’t know him. Why don’t you go straight to bed after your shower?"
An Ji laughed, "I wanted to chat with you for a bit longer."
"Go get some rest. You can talk to me as long as you want after you wake up. You’re back now, and we can be together every day from now on. We’ll have plenty of time."
An Ruo pushed him into the room, and An Ji had to go rest. While he was sleeping, she busily made her way to the kitchen.