“Jiaojiao, we’re downstairs.” After sending Lin Jiao a WeChat message, Zhou Yanshen handed a cigarette to Pei Zhi.

Seeing him looking out the window from time to time, Zhou Yanshen said with a sigh, “She still sees you as her elder. Aren’t you going to do something?”

“What can I do?”

“Start from more intimate interactions.”

Pei Zhi was silent for a moment. The smoke from his mouth covered his expression. “I’m afraid I’ll scare her away.”

It was already hard enough for him to get this closer to her.

If their relationship returned to the starting line because he crossed the line, he probably wouldn’t be able to bear it.

“Then what do you plan to do?” Zhou Yanshen could not understand him.

“I’ll think about it when she becomes more reliant on me.”

“Then I’m afraid it’ll take quite some time.”

“It’s fine.” Pei Zhi smiled. “I’ve been waiting for so long anyway. I’m not in a hurry.”

Zhou Yanshen suddenly did not know what to say.

The feeling of loving someone with all his heart and nurturing the love meticulously was something he had never experienced.

He took two puffs of his cigarette. When he saw Lin Jiao walking over, he hid the sadness in his eyes.

“Have you had breakfast?” Lin Jiao sat alone in the back row with a bag of food.

“Not yet.”

Pei Zhi originally wanted to bring her to buy steamed dumplings.

However, after seeing her take out some bread and milk, he swallowed his words.

He finished the food she handed him and adjusted the seat. “How long does it take to get there from here?”

“Forty minutes.” Zhou Yanshen placed a hand on the steering wheel and looked at the two of them. “You can sleep for a while.”

“Okay.” Pei Zhi closed his eyes to rest.

He relaxed and gradually fell asleep while listening to the soft music.

But not long after, he woke up again.

“Brother Yan, are we there yet?” Lin Jiao rubbed her eyes and propped herself up on the pillow to look out the window.

“In no time.”

Zhou Yanshen drove along a narrow road.

When the car reached the end, he stepped on the brakes beside a mire and took out the gifts from the trunk.

He faced the fresh breeze and pointed at the small courtyard not far away. “We’ll be there in ten minutes.”

Pei Zhi nodded.

He stepped on the muddy road, and his clean sneakers were quickly covered in muds. “Is it convenient for him to live here alone?”

“He doesn’t mind.” Lin Jiao tugged at the corner of his shirt to avoid slipping.

She smiled. “Grandpa has a piece of land. He can grow whatever he wants.”

Pei Zhi understood. “Is there a hospital nearby?”

“The hospital is quite far.” Zhou Yanshen knew what he wanted to say. “Old man is still in good health. When he gets older, we’ll bring him back to the city.”

“Where did he used to live?”

“The old neighborhood behind the CBD.”

Pei Zhi was a little surprised.

He looked at the courtyard surrounded by fences and became even more curious about the old man.

“Old man!” Zhou Yanshen shouted. Out of habit, he pulled off the morning glory on the fence and threw it at the figure in the courtyard.

When Lin Kanglu, who was sitting in the courtyard, making bamboo baskets, heard the commotion, he was startled for a second.

He glanced at the morning glory by his feet and waited for the footsteps to approach. He stood up nimbly and brandished a bamboo stick at him threateningly, “Little brat, will it hurt if you don’t rip off the flowers?”