This Childhood Sweetheart is a Little Sweet

Chapter 22

Heartless.

Yi Ming felt that using this word to describe Jiang Wei was far too cruel.

Returning to his own home, Yi Ming walked to the balcony in his slippers, leaning on the railing looking at the stars. It was said that he was looking at the stars, but in fact he was worried about Jiang Wei.

The doctor said that although Jiang Wei's head did not have any major problems, after all, there was quite a bit of bleeding. In addition, Jiang Wei's blood pressure was slightly low. After returning home, she also had to pay attention to whether there was dizziness or headache.

Zhou was not at home, Jiang Wei was alone. In order to be closer to her and hear any movement in a timely manner, Yi Ming simply moved a folding bed to lie on the balcony, counting one or two stars to pass the time.

When he suddenly heard a loud noise from next door at one o'clock in the morning,

The screams of two girls with different tones sounded almost simultaneously. Yi Ming simply had no time to think about this. In an instant, he jumped over the railing, stepped on the air conditioner outside the machine and jumped into the balcony next door.

The next moment Yi Ming suddenly opened the balcony door and rushed into Jiang Wei's kitchen.

"Jiang Wei!"

He yelled hoarsely, worriedly shouting.

In front of his eyes, Zhou's face was full of blackness, stretched out two equally black arms, the two hands drooping in the air, motionless looking at him.

Zhou looked at the man in surprise appearing in her home, as if the explosion just now was nothing, and the scene of this "ghost appearing" in front of her was the real scary climax.

Yi Ming tilted his head, frowning impatiently and nervously between his brows: “Where is Jiang Wei?”

Zhou blankly pointed behind her. Yi Ming looked over her shoulder and saw a little girl with wide eyes, shocked and frightened, a meter away.

"Come here."

Seeing that Jiang Wei was unharmed, Yi Ming’s heart finally settled down. He softened his voice and beckoned, and Jiang Wei subconsciously obediently walked over.

"Are you hurt anywhere?"

Jiang Wei shook her head vigorously like a rattle drum.

Yi Ming rubbed Jiang Wei's hair comfortingly. He turned around and looked at the entire kitchen.

Everything in front of him was as if it had experienced a fierce battle.

Burnt food splattered all over the walls, and the whole room was filled with pungent odors. On the kitchen counter, the door of an old microwave oven had been blown open, leaving only the lower left corner still swaying precariously from a metal fixing wire...

Yi Ming's eyes swept over the debris on the ground, roughly outlining what had happened— Zhou should have come back very early and suddenly felt hungry when she got up at night and ran to the kitchen to make a midnight snack. And lacking common sense, she accidentally used metal containers in the old microwave oven to heat, causing a small explosion.

Soon, in Jiang Wei's words, Yi Ming also confirmed his guess.

"You two stand there and don't move."

Yi Ming frowned slightly and sighed.

He rolled up his sleeves, strode to the microwave oven, cut off the power, put out the fire, cleaned up the debris, and quickly and efficiently dealt with the accident in less than ten minutes, just like the heroes descending from the sky in American dramas.

After cleaning up all this, Yi Ming was a little out of breath with fatigue. He leaned back in his chair, only to find that Zhou was still staring at him in that posture...

"You..." Zhou stretched out a finger, pupils enlarged and stared at Yi Ming, "fell from the sky?"

Yi Ming was stunned. He resumed that casual and unrestrained look: "Yes."

Jumping over the railing and stepping on the air conditioner were just processes, unimportant.

Zhou frowned slightly, "Have we met before?" The boy looked very special. Her brain ran at high speed for a while, and finally she remembered, "I know, I've seen you before!"

Yi Ming wiped his nose and smiled with his hand, "Yes, I'm the one next door..."

"That handsome beggar asking for money!"

Zhou patted her palm excitedly with a "pop", and Yi Ming's smile instantly froze on his face.

And Jiang Wei, who was standing to the side surviving a catastrophe, was thirsty. Unable to hold back, she sprayed the cold packaged milk she was drinking...