In Every Life [Jenlisa]

Chapter 62

It was New Year's Eve in China.

Jennie led Lisa into the apartment, holding his hand.

He didn't bring much with him, but perhaps the heaviest thing he carried was his burning heart.

The apartment was very quiet.

The bright lights reflected off the wooden furniture, giving off a lonely feeling.

Jennie was very happy, and her joy was almost overflowing from her eyes.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll make something for you," she said.

She couldn't cook in the past, but after being with Lisa for a while, she had learned a few things.

"No need," Lisa stopped her and whispered, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Jennie hesitated.

Although she really wanted to eat the food Lisa made, he had been on a plane for over ten hours and was already so tired. How could she bear to let him cook for her?

Lisa seemed to understand what was on her mind, and he gently patted her head and said, "I slept enough on the plane and now I feel energized. Whatever you want to eat, just say it."

The girl looked up, her clear eyes shining in the light, and her voice became more cheerful. "I want to eat braised pork."

She had been sick for a few days, and the hired help had only made her bland porridge, leaving her with no taste in her mouth.

"Okay," Lisa agreed. "I'll go tidy up first."

He had been on a plane all night, with stubble on his face and looking disheveled.

Jennie said, "Then you go take a shower first, and I'll prepare the ingredients for you."

"Okay," Lisa smiled and nodded.

The long night was quiet.

After washing away his exhaustion, Lisa emerged from the bathroom.

The steam instantly filled the room.

Through the glass window, he saw the girl's slender figure. The bright lights shone down as she busily worked with her head down. Her hands, which danced so gracefully on the piano, now seemed a bit clumsy.

In the corner, water boiled and a misty white fog slowly rose, filling the air with a damp warmth.

In an instant, the floating mist seemed to fall into Lisa's eyes. His eyes shimmered with a shallow glimmer of water, and the emotions in his heart danced like an erupting volcano. The scorching magma flowed through his veins, surging in all directions.

A whole year of longing silently melted away on this warm and quiet night.

He walked over and without hesitation, embraced the girl in his arms.

She seemed startled and let out a suppressed cry, but within seconds, her stiff body softened.

"What are you doing? I'm cutting meat," the girl pouted, her words tinged with a hint of annoyance, but her voice was so soft that it made one's heart flutter.

Lisa leaned his head against the girl's neck and murmured, "Nini, I missed you so much."

His voice was low and hoarse, but it was as light as a feather, brushing against Jennie's heart, one stroke after another.

Her legs went weak, and she leaned against the man's scorching embrace, her heart filled with sweet ripples as she softly replied, "I missed you too."

The kettle in the corner gurgled.