The next day...
7:01 AM...
Jiayi's POV...
I walk back from the kitchen with a big plate of steamed dumplings. For today's breakfast, other than steamed dumplings, I decided to cook tofu soup with fish, rice, and some stir-fried chicken. I actually learned how to cook the soup last night from the internet, since I thought I wanted to cook something different. Hopefully it will taste nice. 
Just then, I hear the sound of the bedroom door open. I can hear the sound of foot-steps walking over to the dining room. I look up to see Junming looking all neat as usual. He walks up to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee, before walking back to the dining room.
"Good morning, breakfast is ready," I say with a bit of an awkward tone. Deep down I couldn't deny the fact that after what Yiling said to me yesterday, I've been feeling awkward everytime I  get into any contact with him. Though I try my best to avoid him, I still can't run away from him fully knowing that we are living under the same roof and that I am working for both him and Sister Yiling.
"Ok, you also have breakfast," Junming says as he walks to the kitchen to get himself some rice and soup. As for the steamed dumplings and stir-fried chicken, I already served them on the dining table. 
Following him, I also walk to the kitchen to get myself a bowl of soup. I didn't bother to get some rice or anything else since I want to have a quick breakfast so I can continue with my house chores. I wouldn't want to stay too long in the same room with him, after all the awkwardness that happened. 
I walk back to the dining room with a bowl of soup in my hand. I see that he is busy having his soup, which actually tinkles a bit of a nervous feeling inside of me. Hopefully he likes it. I put my bowl on the table as I pull out the chair with one hand to take a seat. The last thing I would want to happen right now is to engage in another awkward conversation during breakfast.
"Jiayi," his soft voice tinkles through my ears all of a sudden, and just when I was in my most fear to hear his voice.
"Yes?" I answer as I shift my vision up from my soup to see him. Again, the sight of him made my heart slightly beat faster.
"Yiling and I will be going to The Festive Spring Market this Sunday. We would like you to join us," Junming says. "Are you free?"
Hearing that, my lips remain silent for a few seconds. Honestly, I feel kind of awkward if I were to tag along with them to The Festive Spring Market this Sunday, knowing that Yiling probably still has a cold place for me. Yet, I also feel uncomfortable if I have to turn down Junming's offer, especially knowing that his wife probably needs some help regarding her condition. Maybe I can also take care of her and help the couple.
"Yes, I am," I answer, before grabbing my cup of water to drink it.
Junming smiles. "Ok. Sounds good."
After hearing that, I smile awkwardly before I shift my vision back to my soup. Despite still feeling awkward everytime I see him, I constantly remind myself that I should shrug these feelings away and just act professional. Jiayi, you are because you need a job and a place to stay, so feeling awkward towards your married boss who is also your friend is something you would want to avoid the most at all cost.
A few days later...
2:15 PM...
At The Festive Spring Market...
I walk through the crowded market following Junming and Yiling from behind while carrying some stuff they bought earlier from the market. Junming and Yiling brought some aesthetic photo frames with cute designs. Yilling said she wanted to take a lot of pictures of their baby along with them to display on their small desk in their room. Looking at how excited she is for their child to be born, I feel happy to know that Junming will soon become a father and will form a happy family with Yiling and their child. However, deep down there is an odd feeling that haunts me with guilt. As I watch Junming and Yiling holding hands with each other as they walk through the market, my heart couldn't help but feel a sting that makes me feel guilty. I know well that I shouldn't feel this way for the happy couple, especially as a friend who works for them, I should be happy for their happiness. Yet, why am I feeling blue when I should being happy for them? A happy married couple waiting for the birth of their child. Zhang Jiayi, do you even have a heart to feel the slightest joy for Junming and Yiling? Instead, why are you feeling this odd feeling of discomfort that makes you feel guilty?
"Husband, let's go get some snacks," says Yiling to Junming in a baby-like-spoiled manner.
"Ok, let's go," says Junming as the couple walks over to a stand that sells some various Chinese snacks, in which I follow them from behind.
At the stand, Junming and Yiling decided to order jianbing for the go. They asked me which snack I wanted, but I told them I was still full. However, the man selling the jianbing told us that they're having a special promotion of get one jianbing free for every purchase of two. By that, Junming insisted that I should have the third one. Well, I'm thankful of that.
"Here, try this," says Junming as he hands me the jianbing.
"Thank you," I say as I grab the jianbing from his hand. Again, taking a glimpse of him made my heart beat slightly faster. Yet, I noticed that Yiling's gaze doesn't really look welcoming when she saw Junming handing me the jianbing. The tension between us is making me feel like I'm in pressure by her cold gaze. I really didn't mean to make this moment awkward.
"Husband, let's go look around again," says Yiling as she grabs her husband's arm again.
"Ok," says Junming as he gets drag my Yiling, in which I just follow them from behind.
I continue to follow the couple around the market. We spend the rest of the day shopping for some cute souvenirs and trying out some delicious foods. The whole time I see Yiling and Junming always being close to one another, with Junming always taking her to take a rest everytime she gets tired. Looking at his caring nature, I  admired and touched by his gentle act as a husband. However, I feel like there is more to what I am feeling other than admiration, and with much guilt, attraction. Yet, whenever I see even the smallest gestures from him, I can't help but get a feeling that I've seen him somewhere before, but I can't remember when and where. It feels like I've already known him before I met him. Sometimes I even get a vision that maybe we met in a different time. 
To be continue...