"It may take a few days to see how things go," he said.

She bit her lip slightly and knew that his work sometimes involved some confidential issues. She couldn't make it very clear, "will this work be dangerous?"

He smiled and said, "there's no danger. Don't worry."

She was relieved.

The next night, he asked her many times, as if to make up for the weight of the next few days. She almost had no strength to lift her fingers all the time, and he finally agreed to let her go.

In the morning, Jun Jisheng looked at Qin Sitong, who was still asleep in bed, and a touch of tenderness appeared in his eyes. This woman is his woman. It seems that only where she is, can she feel at home.

Even in such a small apartment, it makes him feel warm.

When he was dressed, he leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. He was so reluctant to see her for a few days.

"Well..." she opened her eyes vaguely, "Jisheng..."

"Sorry to wake you up," he murmured. "You sleep a little longer. I'm leaving now. I'll call you when I'm free."

"Well," she muttered, half asleep and half awake, "be sure to call me. I'll wait for you... Call..."

"OK." he smiled softly. There was someone waiting for him. This feeling was so beautiful.

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When Qin Sitong woke up completely, Jun Jisheng had left, but his smell still seemed to fill the air. Qin Sitong only vaguely remembered that he seemed to say he would call her when he was free.

At the moment, her body was dry. I think it was yesterday. At the end, he helped her take a bath. Her face flushed at the thought of the completion.

Opened the quilt, she got out of bed and began to wear clothes. Today is Tomb Sweeping Day. She went to visit her father's grave first, and then went together when Jisheng came back.

Qin Sitong cooked some of his father's favorite dishes, took incense and candles and went to the cemetery. But when she got there, she was a little surprised. She didn't expect to see another figure in front of her father's tombstone, offering wine to her father.

"Uncle." Qin Si Tong went forward.

Qin Kaifeng straightened up and looked at Qin Sitong. "You're coming."

"HMM." she looked and saw that candles had been lit and incense had been inserted in front of the grave. So she took out the incense she had brought, lit the three pillars, held the incense, worshipped three times, inserted the incense, and then put the food she had brought.

Seeing this, Qin Kaifeng smiled and said, "Zhengfeng will be happy if he has a daughter like you."

"Dad must be very happy to see you come to see him," Qin Sitong said.

Qin Kaifeng sighed, "yes, I haven't come to see him for many years. Speaking of those cousins, he and I were the best, but later..."

"What happened later?" Qin Sitong was stunned. In her impression, when her father was alive, his uncle's attitude towards his father was like treating other separated people. There was nothing too special.

"Nothing." Qin Kaifeng shook his head, but he didn't want to go on.

Qin Sitong saw this and didn't say anything. Qin Kaifeng's eyes fell on the picture of the tombstone. If he hadn't found that Zhengfeng had moved his mind to Yuanyuan and deliberately suppressed and alienated Zhengfeng because of jealousy, then Zhengfeng's life could be better when he was alive, and Yuanyuan wouldn't be angry with him.