Jiang He isn't as fun as she used to be.
Women, ah, they change after having a child.
Before getting married she'd act all shy and blushing, but after having a baby, she doesn't even know what shyness is anymore.
Xu Qing angrily poured out the water and stayed in the living room instead of going back to his room, leaving her to sleep alone.
Thinking about it, the old Jiang He was more fun, startled by everything, could spend a whole morning tapping on the little housekeeper floating window on her phone, watching it move around.
After spending over half an hour in the living room, the night sky was dotted with stars, the crescent moon like a hook.
Xu Qing got up and went back to the bedroom, where Jiang He was leaning against the bed, clutching her phone and grinding her teeth.
"Is this person sick or what? I'm not even writing anymore, and he's still chasing after me talking about science, saying there are no ghosts. How can there be such a person!"
