You 're My Glory

REVISION 36

For the rest of the journey, Qiao Jing Jing really did sit in the front and help Yu Tu turn on the navigation for the entire way. However, she suddenly refused to talk to him anymore. The longest sentence she said was probably to answer him what her address was.

It was almost twelve o'clock when they arrived at Jing City. The car stopped at the doorway of Qiao Jing Jing's family's villa-style home. After turning off the engine, neither of them was in a hurry to get off the car.

The villa next door was brightly lit, and there were faint sounds of mahjong and lively talking coming from it. Suddenly, a few fireworks bloomed in the sky, but soon after silence returned.

Yu Tu brought his gaze from the sky back to look at Qiao Jing Jing. She was staring outside, lost in thought. She seemed to sense his gaze. Her eyelashes trembled slightly and then suddenly lowered.

"Jing Jing." Yu Tu started to talk, but he had only called her name before she quickly interrupted him.

"Thank you for driving me back."

Then she pushed open the car door and got out of the car.

Yu Tu sat dazedly in the car for a moment. Then, composing himself, he followed her out of the car and took out her suitcase from the boot.

It was already very late at night, and the temperature outside the car was even lower. Qiao Jing Jing stood by the side of the car, but she didn't feel cold at all. When she thought about her weak and disappointing performance at the highway service area, her face was still a little hot.

Yu Tu handed the suitcase and car keys to her. She quickly reached out her hands to take them.

"I am going now."

But she could not move the suitcase.

Yu Tu gripped the suitcase handle firmly. Qiao Jing Jing raised her head to look at him. Yu Tu stared at her and asked, "When are you going back to Shanghai?"

Qiao Jing Jing didn't want to answer him, so she lowered her head to look at the decorative design on the suitcase.

Yu Tu patiently changed the way he posed his inquiry: "Xiao Zhu said that you will return to Shanghai on the fourth day of Chinese New Year, and on the morning of the fifth day you will fly somewhere for filming. Is that right?"

Her itinerary had been completely sold by her foolish assistant. Qiao Jing Jing answered with a gloomy voice, "More or less like that."

"I got it." Yu Tu loosened his grip on the suitcase, "Happy Chinese New Year."

Even if you know it, so what?

"......Happy Chinese New Year."

She hurriedly gave this brief reply and dragged the suitcase towards the doorway. But at the doorway of the house, before pressing the doorbell, she couldn't help turning around.

Yu Tu was still standing in the same place.

Perhaps because of the darkness of the night, the way he stood there under the streetlight, and looked at her inexplicably made her feel he was gentle and lonely.

Suddenly her hand was unable to continue pressing the doorbell.

She did not know why she asked, "How will you go back?"

"I will walk back. My home is not far from here."

"When you arrive at your home..."

She stopped talking just in time.

But he immediately replied, "Okay."

"I won't reply to you."

"Okay."