Huh? Qiao Muyuan didn't expect that he would let her sing.

"It's not good. It's quiet at night and it might scare others."

“The soundproofing and privacy of the room are very good, no one will care about you no matter what you do.”

"Then let me hum a verse for you, okay?"

"Um."

Qiao Muyuan hummed an Italian song to him in a low voice. She learned it when she was playing in Italy at Christmas, and she could sing it after listening to it a few times.

The general idea of ​​the lyrics is that you are like the rising sun in the sky, and I am the lark in the mountains. I try my best to open my arms and fly to you, but there is always a long distance between you. You are beyond my reach.

Ji Changmu didn't understand Italian and frowned: "What's wrong with singing? Do you have to sing something I don't understand?"

"I'm just bullying you because you don't understand."

"..."

"It turns out that the erudite and omnipotent Professor Ji still doesn't understand." Qiao Muyuan's mood improved. She sat cross-legged on the sofa next to Ji Changmu, "I can speak Italian."

Ji Changmu wasn't angry either, but smiled instead.

In his eyes, there seemed to be no time when Qiao Muyuan was unhappy. She was like a chirping sparrow every day. Even if something big happened, she would just cry a few times and forget the unhappiness in the blink of an eye.

As soon as he saw him smiling, Qiao Muyuan's previous resentment suddenly... disappeared.

She seemed to enjoy seeing him smile.

Ever since she met him, he didn't like to smile.

His smile is a rarity.

"Does your stomach still hurt? Are you sleepy?" Qiao Muyuan asked him.

"Better."

"If you have an operation tomorrow, I will accompany you."

"No need, you go to school."

"Is it really unnecessary? Then I'll go to school."

Ji Changmu did not respond.

"Will Tong Qian come to see you? And her son Chaochao."

"Yan Jia has a sense of propriety. He can't let Tong Qian know."

"You and Tong Qian are really not married?" Qiao Muyuan recalled the scene he saw in the coffee shop on the first day of the new year.

Ji Changmu's face darkened: "It seems that you can't trust me."

"No..." Qiao Muyuan didn't know why she asked this question again.

Ji Changmu seemed a little angry. He closed his eyes and said nothing. He leaned on the sofa and rested his mind with his eyes closed.

On nights like this, they were talking closely.

Qiao Muyuan stopped asking these questions and sat with him, as if waiting for the rising sun and a new day.

"Professor, I really want to go to the mountains to watch the sunrise. Where do you think the sunrise is the best?"

"have no idea."

"Do you like watching it?"

"Not interested."

Qiao Muyuan turned her head and glanced at him. She didn't know if someone was listening to her carefully.

"Professor, will you teach this year?"

"If you don't teach it, your body won't be able to handle it."

"Well, don't be too tired. Sister Cui said that you are very busy at work and sometimes stay up until four or five o'clock."

"Why did Sister Cui say anything? I think she should just pay her salary and leave."

"Well." Qiao Muyuan covered her mouth, she said the wrong thing, "Don't, Sister Cui is a very nice person, it's me who talks too much."

"What else did she tell you? Huh?"

"there is none left……"

"Come and let me hear it."

"No more, really no more. Most of the time she is praising you, praising you as a gentleman and being reasonable, praising you for your good character and good looks. Anyway, she is praising you."

"Then do you think what she said makes sense?"
Chapter completed!