After a while, Ji Shiting said, "Don't worry, Grandpa. I'm not a child anymore. What kind of person he is doesn't matter to me anymore."
Grandpa Ji nodded and said, "I should go. Take good care of Shengge. Be careful."
He couldn't help but remind them when he thought about Ji Shiting getting injured the other time.
"Don't worry, Grandpa." Ye Shengge looked at him solemnly. "I won't let Shiting be in danger."
Grandpa Ji smiled at her and looked at her belly. "Rest early. You can't be tired now."
…
She had moved back in with Ji Shiting after half a year.
After showering, Ye Shengge climbed to the bed and hugged his waist.
Ji Shiting hugged her and kissed her forehead.
He didn't say anything, and neither did Ye Shengge. She was already very satisfied with just this kind of interaction.
"What are you thinking about?" He stroked her face.
