Jingxia Rose

Chapter 89: Reluctantly Erasing

This coffee machine was a housewarming gift from Shi Wan, and she has only used it two or three times in total. Today is probably the fourth time.

Speaking of which, she learned how to make coffee online because Wen Qi loves coffee, and she became more and more skilled with it day after day.

Ye Xueyan once joked that if she stopped working in the future, she could open a coffee shop.

She even jokingly asked, "Would you like to join us then?"

Ye Xueyan readily agreed, "Sure, I'll quit my job too and work with you."

Thinking of all this, Ji Xian couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head.

By the time Wen Qi finished washing the dishes, Ji Xuan had also made two cups of coffee.

The princess kept meowing beside her, probably because she was hungry. She didn't even bring her coffee before going to feed the cat.

When I returned from the balcony, Wen Qi had already brought out the coffee and placed it on the cloud-shaped coffee table in the living room.

He was already sipping his coffee, and it still had that familiar taste and flavor.

He smiled slightly; it had been over a year since he had drunk the coffee she had brewed.

"Neither Secretary Ye nor Assistant Yang can make it as well as you."

This also includes Aunt Zhao from Canglan Residence and other servants.

A cup of coffee in the morning had long become his habit. After getting used to Ji Xian's coffee, he always felt that other people's coffee was missing something.

Ji Xian left too many traces at Canglan Residence.

It even left a deep and lasting mark on his heart, one that he could never erase in his lifetime.

He was unwilling to erase it.

Of the two of them, Ye Xueyan's coffee was the worst.

Of course, he wouldn't say it outright, only that he would leave the coffee-making to Assistant Yang from now on.

Ye Xueyan isn't stupid; of course she understands.

Ji Xian also knew about this, because Ye Xueyan had confided in her on WeChat, saying that President Wen had disliked the coffee she made, and had specifically asked her about the steps to make coffee.

No matter how detailed her explanation was, Ye Xueyan's coffee did not change Wen Qi's opinion.

Ji Xuan paused in her action of picking up her coffee cup, and slightly lifted her eyelids to look at him.

For some reason, I could detect a hint of joy and nostalgia in his voice.

She took a sip of coffee, and the bitterness made her frown slightly. Even though she had added several packets of sugar, it was still very bitter.

Sure enough, coffee just isn't for her.

This is also why the coffee machine has only been used four times today.

More than a year later, when Wen Qi was able to drink her favorite coffee again, she felt every pore of her body relax with pleasure. However, glancing at the faint bruise under her eyes, she noticed that the redness and swelling around her eyes had not completely subsided.

His brows furrowed involuntarily, and the deep heartache in his eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

Especially when I think of how she cried last night, my heart trembles.

It was still that same subtle, throbbing pain, like a cruel torture.

"Didn't you use the egg compress last night?"

"I applied it this morning."

Ji Xian originally intended to finish his coffee, adhering to the principle of not wasting any, but after drinking only a third of it, he realized he had overestimated himself.

Perhaps because we didn't get to eat candy and sweets easily when we were young, we developed a longing for them. When we grew up and had the ability, we wanted to make up for the childhood fun we missed.

She added, "There were no eggs at home last night."

Are they still available?

"what?"

"egg."

"There's some in the refrigerator."

Wen Qi nodded, put down his coffee cup, got up and went into the kitchen. He took two eggs from the refrigerator, put them in a small pot, filled it with water, and started boiling them. The living room sofa was positioned so that it could see the kitchen directly from there. Ji Xuan didn't move, just watched him busy in the kitchen.

My thoughts started to wander.

There was no nanny, no servants, and no bodyguards, just the two of them.

This made her feel somewhat dazed.

From his broad, upright, and busy back, she inexplicably felt a sense of peace and contentment.

It's the kind of normal feeling that exists between ordinary boyfriends and girlfriends.

This feeling is actually quite subtle. Unlike the dull and monotonous four years, it feels more lively and down-to-earth now.

So, could it be that their four years were so dull and boring because they had nannies, maids, and bodyguards?
No!

She quickly rejected that answer in her mind.

She doesn't like to blame others for her own problems.

Ultimately, it's because they hadn't paid enough attention to these trivial issues before, and the beginning of that story was itself a mistake.

Startled by the fleeting thought that had crossed his mind, Ji Xuan snapped back to reality and looked away.

Just then, Ye Xueyan sent her a message, asking when she would come to Beijing.

She typed back that it had arrived.

The two chatted for a while and made plans to have dinner together.

Wen Qi came over and asked about the towel.

This scene felt familiar, just like when she sprained her ankle on New Year's Day, except that she used a cold compress then and a hot compress today.

"The blue one on the first shelf in my bedroom bathroom..."

Ji Xuan was halfway through his sentence when he realized it wasn't appropriate to ask him to go to the bathroom in his own bedroom, so he simply got up and said, "I'll go get it."

The freshly boiled eggs were still very hot, so I quickly rinsed them with cold water, but they were still scalding hot. That's why I thought it would be better to use a towel to keep them warm.

Ji Xian took out the towel and saw that he had already packed the two eggs into a separate bag so that the towel wouldn't get dirty.

Ji Xian leaned back on the sofa with his head tilted back, closed his eyes, and held an egg to his eyes.

Because she had just gotten up, she was wearing a light purple V-neck cardigan, which clearly showed her fair neck and collarbone, which were now in a beautiful and smooth arc.

The cherry blossom pink lips are also very pretty.

Ji Xuan's appearance is gentle and serene, without any hint of aggression, probably because even when she's not smiling, her lips are slightly upturned.

They make people feel exceptionally friendly and easy to talk to.

Wen Qi's Adam's apple bobbed, and a hint of turbidity appeared in his deep, dark eyes.

He raised his hand to his forehead, quickly turned his face away, and calmed his slightly rapid breathing, but his voice was still a few decibels hoarse, "How do you feel? Is it hot?"

"It's alright." Ji Xuan moved her lips slightly, her voice soft. "It's quite comfortable."

The palpitations that had just subsided surged up again.

"Apply the eye mask again tonight." Wen Qi pressed his brow hard.

"How many eggs do I have to eat a day?" Ji Xuan exclaimed.

I ate two in the morning, two more at noon, and two more in the evening, making a total of six.

Won't eating so much cause my cholesterol to go too high?
Wen Qi was about to leave, but after hearing her words, he hesitated for a moment and said seriously, "If you don't want to eat it, you can give it to me."

Ji Xian was quite surprised, but he didn't show it on his face. He simply said, "That's not necessary. We can give the princess an extra meal."

"Princess?"

Ji Xian removed the egg, slowly opened his eyes. Perhaps because they had been closed for so long, he was a little unaccustomed to it. After a while, he pointed to the little guy rubbing against his feet.

"Its name."

Wen Qi pursed his lips, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

He seemed to be suppressing a laugh, and after a long pause, he reluctantly uttered a name, "Hmm, a good name."