Yun Xiaoran's jacket?
Why was it here?
Shen Jin picked up the jacket in puzzlement. Though she showed no outward reaction, she took a deep sniff at that very moment.
It really was Yun Xiaoran's jacket.
Looking rather furtive, Shen Jin glanced at Sister Hua. Sister Hua seemed perfectly normal, merely looking at Yun Xiaoran's jacket before saying helplessly:
"Yun Xiaoran probably hasn't gone far. Maybe he went downstairs to buy something. Where else could he go without even taking his phone?"
True.
With those words from Sister Hua, the last little weight hanging over Shen Jin's heart finally settled.
Then she slowly picked up Yun Xiaoran's jacket, silently folded it into a square, and gently placed it on her lap.
That faint scent of Yun Xiaoran's really did smell lovely.
Especially that uncomplicated scent of shampoo and laundry detergent unique to a guy.
One sniff, and Shen Jin was lost in it.
Now that they were sure Yun Xiaoran was nearby, Sister Hua no longer felt the need to wait anxiously. She turned on her phone and began scrolling through social media to pass the time.
Shen Jin neither played on her phone nor watched television.
She simply sat there in a daze with her pretty face tilted up, gazing at the cake before her and gently breathing in the scent of Yun Xiaoran's jacket.
Sister Hua looked at Shen Jin, then at Yun Xiaoran's jacket on her lap, and suddenly remembered something.
She had once seen a post on social media.
Then Sister Hua couldn't help saying, "Why don't you wash his jacket now, while Yun Xiaoran isn't here?
"You two rarely share any everyday moments, which is why there's still that distance between you. Wouldn't doing more ordinary things together help?"
Listening to Sister Hua, Shen Jin