person oxidized by love

Ji Xinghui rejected Zhou Keyun's proposal to let him eat in bed, and he got out of bed slowly, insisting on washing by himself.

The effect of weak legs continued, and when Ji Xing brushed his teeth, he supported the sink with his hands, always feeling that his thighs were still trembling slightly.

When going down the stairs, Ji Xing supported the handrail, Zhou Keyun followed him all the time, as if he was afraid that he would fall.Ji Xinghui tried to be brave and insisted on walking with his back straight, so his speed was very slow, and he panted lightly when he was halfway down the stairs.

Zhou Keyun couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed his leg, hugged him upright, and said with a serious face: "Don't go today."

Ji Xing shook his head back, explaining: "I'm really fine, it's just that you applied the medicine to me, and I walked awkwardly."

Zhou Keyun carefully placed the man on the chair and asked him, "Do you want a cushion?"

Ji Xinghui shook his head again: "Don't treat me so delicately."

Zhou Keyun stopped asking, he put the bowl in front of Ji Xinghui, a bowl of Yangchun noodles with clear soup and little water, it seemed that he didn't even bother to put soy sauce.

Ji Xinghui suddenly felt that his life was getting worse.

"You can't eat spicy food." Zhou Keyun sat down opposite him and explained seriously.

Ji Xinghui picked up the chopsticks resignedly, and said a little depressed: "If we have to have sex like this in the future, we should still be Plato."

Zhou Keyun coughed muffledly: "Sorry, it won't be like this in the future."

Ji Xinghui felt that these words sounded familiar, and complained in his heart that what the man said about the bed was not credible.

Ji Xinghui regained some strength after eating a bowl of noodles, but felt his mouth was too weak, so he asked Zhou Keyun, "Are there any pears?"

Zhou Keyun got up and opened the refrigerator, and asked him, "Do you want to eat other fruits?"

"Whatever." Ji Xing replied.

In addition to pears, Zhou Keyun took strawberries and kiwis, took them to the kitchen, cut them up, put them on a plate, and put them in front of Ji Xinghui together with a fork.

This plate is full and the colors are beautiful.

Ji Xinghui lazily ate the fruit with his face in his hands. The sweet aroma of the fruit radiated out, mixing with the refreshing aftershave on Ji Xinghui's body.

Zhou Keyun ignored him, took his laptop and sat across the island to work.

Ji Xing had nothing else to look at, so he naturally fell on Zhou Keyun. Zhou Keyun wore the pair of rimless glasses he usually wears, handsome, rigorous, and meticulous.

Ji Xinghui found that Zhou Keyun seemed to have many different glasses. Yesterday he was wearing a pair of metal half-rim glasses, which he took off in the bathroom, and he didn't wear them on the bed afterwards.

Zhou Keyun's double eyelids are very beautiful, and the curvature of the eyes is even soft. When you look at it alone, it is sentimental and poetic. It is easy for people to indulge in it, and even pretend to be sentimental.

It is an extremely dangerous and beautiful trap.

Ji Xinghui thinks that Zhou Keyun should wear glasses, like a sign in front of a trap, directly telling you that no passage is allowed.

Ji Xinghui ate half of it and felt full. He was a little bored, and kicked Next Zhou Keyun's calf with his toe: "Can you do me a favor?"

Zhou Keyun raised his eyes with a serious expression.

"Can you help me go upstairs and get my phone?" Ji Xinghui smiled at him, looking obedient.

Zhou Keyun looked at the half-eaten fruit plate, but asked, "Don't you want to eat?"

"I can't eat anymore." Ji Xing replied.

Zhou Keyun stood up. Instead of leaving the island directly to go upstairs, he walked up to Ji Xinghui, wrapped one arm around his back, and picked up his knees with the other hand, and directly picked him up. Before Xinghui opened his mouth, he said: "Go and rest for a while."

Zhou Keyun speaks very flatly, because of his role as a decision maker, when he doesn't make an expression, he will have a temperament of being unambiguous.

Ji Xinghui wrapped his arms around Zhou Keyun's neck docilely, accepting his thoughtfulness.

After returning to the room, Ji Xinghui fell asleep again in a daze. When he woke up, he felt much better. He got up and went downstairs, and saw Chen Ran coming.

Chen Ran came here with clothes, and he greeted politely: "Mr. Ji, good afternoon."

Ji Xinghui was a little dazed just after waking up, so he nodded and said, "Assistant Chen, long time no see."

Ji Xinghui was wearing pajamas, and there were clear hickey marks on the skin exposed by the neckline.

Zhou Keyun came over, pulled the neckline for him, buttoned the top button, and asked thoughtfully, "Have you had enough sleep?"

Ji Xinghui yawned and nodded slowly.

Ji Xinghui who just woke up has a different kind of cuteness, not as polite and distant as usual.

Zhou Keyun took the clothes and said to him, "Then go up and change."

Zhou Keyun accompanied him up, and closed the bedroom door behind him.

"If you don't want to go, then don't go." Zhou Keyun threw his clothes on the bed, and his words were very indulgent.

Ji Xinghui became more sober, and began to unbutton himself: "I should also do my duty, you don't have to think of me so weak."

Ji Xinghui took off his pajamas, revealing his fair body, all of which were traces left by Zhou Keyun yesterday.

His frame was small, his limbs were long and handsome, and his ankles and wrists were even somewhat slender.

Zhou Keyun's eyes dimmed, and he said suddenly, "I'll get you a tie."

Because it is a fashion show, the clothes don't have to be too rigid. The set Chen Ran brought over is a more casual style.

Zhou Keyun stayed in the cloakroom for a while, and Ji Xinghui had already changed when he came out.

Ji Xinghui is very suitable for this kind of light-colored clothes. His face is exquisite and beautiful, and he has a youthful look when he smiles.

Zhou Keyun felt that wearing a tie was too much, so he smiled: "Let's find you a brooch."

Ji Xinghui followed him into the cloakroom. Zhou Keyun should have moved again someday this week. There was a dazzling array of clothes, accessories, watches and glasses.

Zhou Keyun chose a lily-of-the-valley brooch for him, with pearls as flowers and emeralds as leaves, with an elegant posture.

Zhou Keyun lowered his head to put it on for Ji Xinghui, with a bright and beautiful face paired with gentle flowers.Zhou Keyun said softly, "It's just right for you."

After Zhou Keyun finished speaking, he took out another watch from the drawer, took off the electronic watch from Ji Xinghui's hand, and put this one on for him.

Retro dial, black wristband, the whole watch is covered with engravings.

Ji Xinghui didn't understand watches, he just thought they looked expensive, and he felt nervous after wearing them, so he asked, "Would it be worth a flat?"

Zhou Keyun stroked Ji Xinghui's wrist, looked carefully, and said lightly, "It's not that expensive, so I can change it to a Cayenne."

Ji Xing clicked his tongue back, swallowed and asked again: "Have you bought insurance for it?"

Zhou Keyun followed his words and joked: "Why don't I buy one for you."

Ji Xing exhaled back: "At the moment my value is indeed a bit high."

Zhou Keyun smiled: "Go and comb your hair."

Ji Xing went back to the bathroom, washed his face first, and then started to save his messy hair.The leader loves to take him out for social gatherings, so Ji Xinghui is quite proficient in dressing up. He clipped the top of his hair with an electric splint first. His bangs were a bit long, so he simply parted them in the middle and curled them in an arc on each side.

This hairstyle suits him very well, full of youthful spirit.

Ji Xinghui sprayed a bunch of setting spray on his head, and made the final adjustments in front of the mirror.

Zhou Keyun walked in and stared at him through the mirror, his tepid eyes made Ji Xinghui feel nervous.

It seems to be hiding something.

Ji Xing thought back to Yi Jin. On the day he took his high school graduation photo, he was wearing a clean and crisp white shirt with flowers in his hand.At that time, Yi Jin didn't know that he had a dormant illness in his body. He and Ji Xinghui sat side by side in the stands of the playground. He said that it might be because he stayed up too late recently and always felt very tired.

The sun was so bright, Yi Jin finally stuffed the flowers into Ji Xinghui's arms, smiled brightly, and said, "Xinghui, happy graduation."

The image of that day has been imprinted in Ji Xinghui's head. He likes Yi Jin very much, and at that time he really thought he was bright and dazzling.

Yi Jin is more suitable for these things than him. BMW cars, brocade clothes, and clothes are the icing on the cake.

That's why the ancients often said that a beauty is a poor girl, and Ji Xinghui didn't want to recall that Yi Jin who was lying on the hospital bed. It was the first time he faced parting and death, and only then did he realize that death was so light.

When I was a child, when I read Tang poems, I read Bai Juyi's sentence "Most good things are not firm, and the colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is broken."

Zhou Keyun walked to his side, raised his hand, and touched Ji Xinghui's earlobe.

"Have you had your ears pierced?" Zhou Keyun asked him, keeping his eyes on Ji Xinghui in the mirror.

Ji Xing returned to reality and nodded: "When I was in college, and then I went to a bank, and I grew up without wearing it all the time."

In fact, that was when he was a freshman, he and Yi Jin played together, in Yi Jin's ward.

The disposable ear piercers they bought themselves made a loud "click" sound when they were pressed. Ji Xinghui was very scared when he was playing for Yi Jin. At that time, his condition was already very bad, like Huamei But fragile porcelain.

When Ji Xing pressed it back, he even thought that Yi Jin would shatter in his hands.

"It was Yi Jin who helped me." Ji Xinghui didn't know why he said this. He saw Zhou Keyun's stunned face and his hand hanging in the air. If there were no such words, Zhou Keyun would probably touch him earlobe or face.

Ji Xinghui felt like he couldn't breathe.

Zhou Keyun lowered his eyes and showed a wry smile: "He always said he wanted to be a fashion designer."

For the first time, they directly talked about Yi Jin, a person who lived in their memories, a person who was forever young.

Ji Xinghui felt that his throat was stiff.

If Yi Jin is still alive, he should be the one who walks into the fashion show arm in arm with Zhou Keyun. Perhaps he is also the protagonist this time. He will give a speech as the chief designer at the end of the fashion show and enjoy the applause and flowers.

They are the best match.

Zhou Keyun's silence was too long. He seemed to have forgotten what he was going to do when he walked into the bathroom. After a long time, he said, "Go downstairs when you are ready."

After Zhou Keyun's footsteps disappeared, Ji Xinghui pressed the sink and let out a long breath.

Ji Xinghui stared blankly at himself in the mirror, and seemed to see Yi Jin in a daze.

He was a spoiled thief, an inferior impostor, an unflattering substitute.

"I'm sorry." Ji Xing lowered his head, talking to himself in a trembling voice, his teeth were about to bite his lips.

But Yi Jin wouldn't blame him.

Yi Jin passed away in spring. In the empty single ward, the sound of the equipment operating was louder than Yi Jin's voice. He sank into the pillow, holding Ji Xinghui's hand.

Yi Jin's arms were shockingly slender, as if they had lost weight.

"Xing Hui, there is a ticket for a piano recital in the bedside cabinet, I can't go, you can listen to it for me, okay?"

Ji Xinghui knew that the ticket was given to him by Zhou Keyun. At that time, Yi Jin could still sit in a wheelchair and go out to bask in the sun. Zhou Keyun pushed him and told him that you will be fine when the performance comes.

Ji Xinghui almost shed tears, that ticket was Yi Jin's fulfillment for him.

He should come down, he couldn't say no to Yi Jin at that time.

The piano recital was in the summer, nearly three months after Yi Jin's funeral, time and forgetting proceeded in an orderly manner.

The weather was exceptionally good that day, and the continuous rain in Xinggang suddenly stopped. Ji Xinghui thought it might be Yi Jin's soul protecting him.

Ji Xinghui held the tickets, dressed neatly, and was as nervous as a thief about to steal for the first time.

Xinggang’s theater and museum are next to each other. There are large camphor trees planted in the park, which will not make people feel hot in midsummer. There is a breeze passing through the shadows of the trees, and everything seems to be thriving.

Ji Xing saw Zhou Keyun back. He was sitting on the bench, quietly, as if he was out of tune with everything around him.

Ji Xinghui's eyes were sore, he felt that Zhou Keyun was the loneliest person in the world at this time, because he was waiting for someone who would never come.

Infatuated people are the most pitiful.

Ji Xinghui only felt that it was terribly cold, but in the midsummer of August, he was shaking badly.

Ji Xing turned around, tears streaming down his face, he thought he had failed Yi Jin's kindness.

But he couldn't help it, he almost ran away.

Speaking:

After finishing the first volume, take a two-day break, and enter two more chapters of V on Wednesday (22nd).