The Healing Sunshine (一厘米的阳光)

Chapter 18.2 - Two Opposite Poles of the World (2)

The mobile phone that lay on the ground rang unexpectedly.

Getting down onto the floor, she ran over, picked up the phone, and glanced at it—"Ruan Shuping." That was Jì Nuannuan's mother's name. Jǐ Yi conjectured that there must be something urgent in order for her to call so late at night. Her heart suddenly clenched, and apprehensively, she prayed that it had nothing to do with Nuannuan.

Getting dressed, she brought the phone over to the door of the bathroom and said to Jì Chengyang, "Nuannuan's mom is calling."

Jì Chengyang turned off the shower.

There beside bathroom, through the frosted glass, Jǐ Yi could see a slender figure step out. The door was suddenly opened. That type of steaming moisture immediately after taking a hot shower enshrouded all of Jì Chengyang's body. His feet were bare as he walked out, and only a blue towel circled his waist.

She stared blankly at his bare chest, startled. That image from a moment ago, where nothing had clothed her body and skin to skin they had come in contact with one another, came rushing up into her mind again, especially since his eyes were cast downward and gazing at her.

"It's Nuannuan's mom who called," she repeated. Avoiding eye contact with him, she stuffed the mobile phone into his hand. "It must be something urgent. Hurry and call her back." Once she finished saying this, she hastily fled from there.

Jì Chengyang chuckled. Just now, when she stuffed the phone over and the tips of her fingers had brushed his palm, they had felt like a tiny stalk of a freshly-picked foxtail from the roadside, soft and tingly as they skimmed across.

Had he played those with her before? Had he ever made a little bunny out of one for her?

Bunny woven out of foxtail grass ()

Jì Chengyang briefly reached back in his memory. They two of them had truly met each other too early. Even if he had, he had long since forgotten.

In his upturned palm, he held his mobile phone, like he was weighing it. Clearing his thoat, he finally dialed and returned the call.

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This phone call was very short but contained a large amount of information.

Jǐ Yi had only just finished preparing the bed that he slept in at night when she saw that Jì Chengyang had already changed into clean clothing and was holding his car keys, ready to go out.

"I'm heading back to my family home," he said.

Due to Nuannuan's matters, Jǐ Yi's thoughts had been weighing heavily on her to begin with, and now seeing him rushing to go out, she even more so felt a bad premonition.

However, before she had a chance to ask any further questions, he had already picked up the jacket that he had tossed on the couch that evening, opened the door, and left.

This departure lasted into the middle of the night. Jǐ Yi read as she waited for him, until somehow, she hazily fell asleep. She had not expected that what awakened her was not Jì Chengyang himself, in person, but rather, a phone call from him. Without turning on the light, Jǐ Yi picked up her phone and, in a scratchy voice, said a hello.