The Days Dominated by the Wife-staring Demon + Spoiler

An Jing also said similar things to Ge Zijie, now that the two sides have exchanged positions, An Jing only feels guilty.

"It's just that I'm not used to wearing high heels."

It's all because of tonight's wrap-up banquet. Originally, An Jing only wanted to wear ordinary casual clothes, but when she thought of the presence of so many famous brands, everyone would be dressed up in fancy clothes, and it would be obvious that she would take advantage of her.

So I had to change into a pair of stiletto heels for clothing matching, but she never thought about it, and started grinding her heels after taking a few steps. She kept holding on and didn't show it. Ge Zijie missed something in front of him.

"It's not too serious, I'll do it myself." An Jing was still not used to being caught by Ge Zijie, so she took it back with little effort.

Ge Zijie suppressed it, and looked at her coldly, as if saying, "Take it back and try?" An Jing suddenly lost her courage, and said with her head down, "I see, I will pay attention next time."

Ge Zijie first took out a needle, and carefully opened up some unbroken blisters.

This bit of pain was still within the tolerance range for An Jing, and before she knew it, her attention shifted from her feet, and her eyes fell on Ge Zijie's focused side face.

After her unintentional suggestion at the beginning, Ge Zijie really didn't seem to have cut her hair again. The long, smooth and shiny hair slid down her shoulders, and An Jing subconsciously reached out to help her pin it behind her ears.

Ge Zijie, who had just taken alcohol to be sterilized, paused, "It will hurt a little, tell me if you can't help it."

"Ah."

Sure enough, as soon as the cold wine touched the skin that had become frayed and fragile, An Jing inadvertently let out a sharp pain like being pricked by a needle.

"Pain?" Ge Zijie stopped moving.

"It's okay." An Jing exhaled, "Go ahead."

He bowed his head and kissed her on her knee, his soft lips felt warm, and his voice was hoarse, "Relax, don't be afraid."

An Jing's hand on the side tightened instantly, twisting the bed sheet into a ball, a little like pulling her legs back, avoiding these touches that would make her heart beat faster, but in the end she just nodded slightly, and let out a few sounds from her mouth An inaudible "hmm".

After disinfecting the poison, Ge Zijie took a band-aid and put it on her, and said, "Don't bother until the wound is healed, and wear slippers."

"Okay." An Jing didn't dislike her commanding tone at all, instead the corners of her mouth curled up, her smiling eyes sparkled.

Ge Zijie glanced at her and sighed, "I have something for you."

An Jing sat where she was, watching Ge Zijie walk out of the room, and came back with an oil painting after a while.

Unexpectedly, what she was talking about was such a big object, An Jing stared at the frame, waiting for Ge Zijie to lift the canvas.

Ge Zijie supported the frame, and put one hand on the covered canvas, "Actually, I've been thinking about the circumstances under which I should transfer this thing to you, and in the end, I realized that the longer it takes, the worse it will be for you. more unfair."

"What is it?" An Jing felt that Ge Zijie's tone was a bit strange.

Ge Zijie lowered his eyes and exerted force with his hands. The canvas was lifted with a bang. The oil painting seemed to be well preserved. The frame was not stained with dust, and the canvas was also waxed. Even after several years, the color of the painting was not too much fade.

An Jing's eyes were wide open, and there was a little shock in her pupils. She was so familiar with the cheerful girl grinning in the painting. It was the alphabet she couldn't forget—her mother's stage name.

An Jing couldn't count how long it had been since she saw it, so when the painting was suddenly shown in front of her eyes, her eyes turned red unconsciously.

"How did you know my mother?" An Jing asked tremblingly.

Ge Zijie handed over a group photo. In the photo, besides the man and woman An Jing had seen in her study, there was also a couple who was her mother.

"Sorry, I'm only telling you now."

An Jing had resentment towards her parents from the bottom of her heart. Since she was born, she was thrown into the foster care of her grandma. The two have a free heart to learn art. They have been collecting songs from all over the world for many years. Back briefly.

But grandma often enlightened her, letting her know that these bad moods were all because she missed her mother too much, and An Jing, who gradually became sensible, also began to learn to be considerate of them.

According to Ge Zijie, this was the last stop for her parents before the accident. In this country, the parents of the two met because of paintings. Not long after, Ge Zijie's father died of illness, and Ge Zijie's mother, who was still pregnant at the time, began to change. Fortunately, An Jing's parents are by her side, encouraging her every day.

With such a reminder, An Jing remembered that her parents did often make video calls to her in China during that time, and they would let her greet and introduce each other to this aunt in the video, but at that time, Ge Zijie's mother had already changed due to hunger strike and taking drugs. She was so thin, so different from the beautiful woman in the photo, that she didn't recognize her right away.

It was just a video call, and Ge Zijie's mother was also infected by An Jing's innocence and cheerfulness. She rubbed Ge Zijie's younger brother in her stomach, rekindling her hope for life.

It's a pity that because she often didn't eat well in the early stages of pregnancy, her body suffered from malnutrition, coupled with her long-term depression, it caused her dystocia during childbirth, and she died twice.