A Billion Stars Can't Amount to You

Maybe it was because Ji Yi was female, but she often paid close attention to details. She took note of the words “...I came to your city, secured a home... does that count as a way of reuniting?” from what Zhang Sao said.

Zhang Sao spoke in fragments, so although Ji Yi understood what she meant, she wasn’t sure if what He Jichen said was meant for Zhang Sao. She didn’t think too much of it but let those words silently circle in her head. She smiled at Zhang Sao to show that she was still listening.

Ji Yi ate two fried dough sticks, wiped her hands on some tissue then put a spoonful of congee into her mouth.

She took just a mouthful when her entire body froze.

Why did this congee taste so familiar? It was like she’d eaten it before...

Ji Yi hurriedly put another spoonful into her mouth. She savored it slowly and the more she ate, the more familiar it seemed, but she couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was. Her brows furrowed.

Just as she racked her brain over it, Zhang Sao, who stood respectfully to one side, said, “Mr. He.”

Ji Yi snapped back to her senses, turned her head, and saw He Jichen walk into the dining room.

He probably finished with his work and took a shower as his hair was slightly wet. His neat clothes had been exchanged for casual loungewear, making him look far younger.

He didn’t respond to Zhang Sao’s greeting but single-handedly pulled out a chair in front of Ji Yi and sat down.

He reached for a fried dough stick, took a bite, then jutted his chin at the congee before looking over at Zhang Sao.

Zhang Sao had been with him for a long while, so she understood what his little gesture meant. She immediately went over to the dining table and served He Jichen some congee.

Since He Jichen was there, Zhang Sao wasn’t as talkative as before.

He Jichen didn’t say anything or even open his mouth.

The dining room fell disturbingly silent, but every now and then, there was the sound of the clattering of chopsticks hitting the porcelain bowls.

Even though He Jichen arrived after Ji Yi, he finished eating before her.

Ji Yi saw him put his chopsticks down, so she hurriedly finished the remaining congee in her bowl.

As she sat upright, she looked up and glanced over at the wet towel Zhang Sao handed her. He Jichen was slowly wiping his mouth when Ji Yi gulped and said in a quiet voice, “Thank you for your help last night, and also for lending me a room to stay in... and for the breakfast just now.”

When He Jichen heard her words, he only gave a slight nod of acknowledgement before he continued to wipe his hands calmly.

The dining room was quiet for a while before Ji Yi spoke again. “That errr... the clothes I’m wearing... you asked Zhang Sao to buy them for me, right?”

Ji Yi didn’t wait for He Jichen to reply and said, “When you have the time, I’ll give you the money...” She paused then added, “...Or I’ll give it to Zhang Sao.”