person oxidized by love

The next day, Ji Xinghui was woken up by the sound of suitcases rolling past in the corridor. It was bright outside, and a slender strip of light leaked from the gap in the curtains.

Ji Xinghui and Zhou Keyun were lying face to face, Zhou Keyun's hand was still on his waist.

Ji Xinghui couldn't help peeking at him. Zhou Keyun's face didn't look so sharp when he was sleeping, and his hair was neatly draped over his forehead. He looked like an ordinary handsome young man.

Ji Xing lay down for a while and wanted to get out of bed, but just as he moved, Zhou Keyun picked him up again and hugged him tightly. His voice was a little confused: "Why are you going?"

Ji Xinghui's whole body was attached to Zhou Keyun's body, which made him a little at a loss: "I'm going to get up."

Feeling his slight struggle, Zhou Keyun clamped his ankle directly with his legs, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't move."

Ji Xinghui felt that Zhou Keyun must have not woken up, so he pinched the tip of Zhou Keyun's nose with his fingertips, and teased him, "I've never seen you stay in bed."

Zhou Keyun didn't open his eyes, he frowned and said, "You can't stay in bed, mom will be angry, and so will grandpa."

Ji Xing was stunned for a moment, Zhou Keyun's mother whom he had glimpsed many years ago seemed indeed a strong woman.

He reached out to touch Zhou Keyun's frowning eyebrows, and said gently: "Then let's sleep a little longer."

The drowsiness returned, Ji Xinghui yawned, and the cat fell asleep in the arms of Zhou Keyun and the quilt.

When Ji Xinghui woke up again, the bed was already empty. He thought Zhou Keyun had gone out to run some errands, so he turned over and looked lazily at the ceiling.

The door of the bathroom was suddenly opened, Zhou Keyun was holding glasses in his hand, and there were still drops of water on the lenses, he walked to the bedside and talked to Ji Xinghui: "Are you awake?"

Ji Xing nodded back and asked him, "When are you leaving?"

"There is still time, do you want to have breakfast together?" Zhou Keyun asked.

Ji Xinghui lifted the quilt and jumped up: "Okay! Do you want some fried buns?"

"Okay." Zhou Keyun nodded.

Ji Xinghui rushed into the bathroom and quickly tidied himself up. When he came out, Zhou Keyun was changing his clothes. There were a few obvious red marks on his back, which Ji Xinghui grabbed out yesterday.

Ji Xinghui coughed in embarrassment, and went to get clothes from his suitcase with a guilty conscience.

Zhou Keyun buttoned two buttons, and then handed a paper bag to Ji Xing: "Try the size."

Inside the paper bag is a set of clothes, the tag has been cut off, a casual blue and white shirt, and the pants are the same blue as the shirt.

"It feels like it should suit you very well," Zhou Keyun said.

Ji Xing took the paper bag back, remembering the extra clothes in the cloakroom at home out of thin air, and asked casually, "You also bought those shirts and trousers at home?"

Zhou Keyun nodded, and said as a matter of course: "Well, I bought them according to your size."

Ji Xing pursed his lower lip, and asked hesitantly, "Why do you buy these?"

"I saw that you should look good in it, so I bought it. I asked my aunt to wash it for you." Zhou Keyun said flatly, "I also bought you underwear and socks and put them in the cabinet. The custom-made shoes have not yet been washed." arrive."

Ji Xinghui seemed to hear the sound of money rushing away, and he felt pressure: "I don't lack clothes."

"I'm not short of ties, don't you buy me a tie too?" Zhou Keyun said.

"Can it be the same?" Ji Xinghui was convinced by his logic.

Zhou Keyun stared at him and said, "It's nothing different, change your clothes quickly."

Ji Xing replied that he couldn't beat him, so he had to honestly take off his pajamas and put on new clothes. Zhou Keyun has always had a good eye. The shirts are well-shaped and casual, making people look refreshed and energetic.

Zhou Keyun's expression became satisfied: "It's beautiful."

"Do you like playing dress-up games?" Ji Xinghui tucked his shirt into his trousers and asked without thinking.

Zhou Keyun was a little puzzled: "What is a dress-up game?"

Ji Xing thought about it for a while, and couldn't help laughing first: "It's nothing."

Zhou Keyun was puzzled, but seeing how happy he was, he didn't ask any further questions.

After the two of them packed up, they went to the front desk to check out the room, and temporarily stored their luggage at the hotel. Wan Tian will come over to help move it to the car in a while.

The breakfast shop was not far away, so they walked over directly.

This shop is located on the side of the community, and when you walk over, you can see a big iron pan for frying. When the lid is lifted, the hot oil inside sizzles.

Ji Xing glanced back at Zhou Keyun in suits and leather shoes, and suddenly felt that it was very unsuitable for him to sit at such a table for the Eight Immortals to eat.

Zhou Keyun's expression was very natural: "Is this the place?"

Ji Xing nodded back, and they sat down at the table by the door, and ordered raw pan-fried and salted soy milk.

While waiting, Ji Xing called Tang Cheng back.

"Squad leader, do you want to have lunch together?" Ji Xing asked with a smile.

Tang Cheng was a little surprised: "Where are you?"

"I'm in Xinggang, I have something to do." Ji Xing replied.

Tang Cheng: "Do you want me to pick you up?"

Ji Xing glanced back at Zhou Keyun, and then said, "No, I'll come to you directly in a while, are you in the shop?"

"Yes, you come. Today happens to be the little green dragon and the king crab, and I will arrange them for you." Tang Cheng said enthusiastically.

"Squad leader, I want to eat your fried prawns even more." When Ji Xinghui was talking to Tang Cheng, his posture was very relaxed, and his smile was always on his face.

Tang Cheng: "Okay, honored guest, you order, everything is available."

The two chatted a few more words, and made an appointment to meet in the store at 11:30.

When Ji Xing recalled putting down his phone, Zhou Keyun was looking at him, and the two of them looked at each other. Zhou Keyun asked, "Do you like shrimp?"

"The squad leader's fried prawns are very delicious." Ji Xinghui said frankly.

"I will too." Zhou Keyun said.

It sounded like he was thinking about it, Ji Xinghui answered immediately: "Then can you make it for me next time?"

Zhou Keyun nodded: "Of course."

The freshly baked fried rice is boiling hot, put a spoon under it, and take a small bite to drink the soup.This fried rice is very good, the bottom is crispy, and the meat is full of fragrance.

"There used to be such a delicious fried pan in front of the school." Ji Xing replied, "Have you tried it? It's diagonally opposite."

Zhou Keyun had something in his mouth, so he just shook his head.

"That beef offal vermicelli soup is also delicious, Tang Cheng likes it very much." Ji Xing replied.

Zhou Keyun took a sip of soy milk: "I should have heard of this store."

"Everyone knows." Ji Xing smiled back, "You are the only one who doesn't eat fireworks."

Zhou Keyun put down the spoon with a serious expression: "Did I hate it at that time?"

Ji Xing froze for a few seconds, but still told the truth: "Well, it's a bit pretentious."

After he finished speaking, he felt guilty and watched Zhou Keyun's expression nervously.

Zhou Keyun slowly picked up another pan fried, he didn't feel offended, but smiled: "I think so, I should be very unpleasant at that time."

Zhou Keyun in high school was taciturn, always expressionless, and difficult to get close to, but he was not annoying.A good person has a halo, and many people secretly liked him at that time.

"No, many people have a crush on you." Ji Xing replied.

"What about you?" Zhou Keyun looked at him.

Ji Xinghui was taken aback for a moment: "What am I?"

"Someone you like, did you have one in high school?" Zhou Keyun said patiently.

Ji Xinghui tried his best to calm his heartbeat, lowered his head and bit the pan-fried bun, he said vaguely: "How can I imagine such a thing?"

The juice scalded his tongue, like punishment for lying.

When they finished eating the food on the table, Zhou Keyun suddenly asked: "Will Zhang Xiaolei trouble you in high school?"

This is a thing of the past, Ji Xinghui did not intend to hide it, he simply said: "When he is short of money, he will come to grandma."

Ji Xinghui stood up and went to pay the boss. When he came back, Zhou Keyun was still sitting there, as if lost in thought.

"Let's go?" Ji Xing asked him back.

Zhou Keyun grabbed his hand and stood up with strength, but he didn't let go.

"At that time, was it very hard?"

They walked along the road, and a delivery man passed them quickly on an electric scooter. Ji Xing shook his head: "Grandma is working harder, because money is needed everywhere, and she always stays up late to make clothes, and her eyes are broken." .I sometimes wonder why fate is so unfair. Grandma lost her husband when she was young, and she didn’t enjoy a day of happiness when she was old. She only had a prodigal son. After she passed away, she still..."

Ji Xinghui couldn't continue, he bit his lip: "How could you treat her like this?"

This sentence has no subject, it seems to be talking about Zhang Xiaolei, and it seems to be questioning fate.

Ji Xing thought about easing the atmosphere, so he smiled: "Later, when I was in Xiting, when I was sad, I thought of grandma, and felt that the difficulties in front of me were nothing."

They walked side by side, and the wind in Xinggang also carried water vapor, which made it cool to the skin. Ji Xinghui was glad that Zhou Keyun was with him at the moment, and also thankful that Zhou Keyun would not say much.

When they reached the fork in the road, Zhou Keyun said, "I'll take you to the monitor."

Ji Xinghui and Tang Cheng made an appointment at the old store, which was close to Xinggang No. [-] Middle School, and it was not very easy to park there, so Ji Xinghui asked Wan Tian to stop at the intersection, and he walked in by himself.

Zhou Keyun rolled down the car window and said simply: "Okay, send me a message."

Ji Xing smiled back and said goodbye to him, looking bright and lively, as if he hadn't experienced any hardships.

The car drove away slowly after Ji Xinghui turned into another road. The tires rolled over the narrow alley in the old city of Xinggang, making a loud noise.

Ji Xinghui breathed out, he didn't want Zhou Keyun to have too much sympathy for him.

Tang Cheng was waiting for him in the lobby, and when he saw him, he grabbed him and said, "Let's go, let's drink tea first."

It's not lunch time, there are no customers in the store, they sat down by the window on the second floor.

"I've prepared everything. A pot of jasmine flowers. There are halva cakes, sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and jujube cakes for tea." Tang Cheng smiled at him, "It's all your favorite food."

Ji Xing sat down with his legs spread apart, feeling very comfortable: "If I knew you had prepared so much, I would have eaten less for breakfast."

Tang Cheng made tea for him, and said heartily: "If you can't finish eating, pack it up and take it away."

Ji Xing asked about Tang Cheng's recent situation, keeping his left hand under the table.

"You came today just in time. I wanted to ask you when you would be free." Tang Cheng winked at him, "My mother has found several girls for you, and I want to give you a blind date."

Ji Xing coughed back and almost choked on the tea.

Tang Cheng: "My mother said that if she doesn't like a girl, she can also choose a young man."

"She doesn't worry about your life, why does she think of me?" Ji Xinghui muttered.

Tang Cheng smiled heartlessly: "I lied to her that I had a target and was chasing after her, so she let me go temporarily."

Ji Xinghui looked at him helplessly: "Then you can't hurt me either."

"I wasn't worried about you being alone in the West Court." Tang Cheng said seriously, "I don't want you to get married. You can talk about love. You should enjoy life more."

"No need..." Ji Xinghui politely refused.

"You don't need to be ashamed, how can you coax your wife after you are so thin-skinned?" Tang Cheng looked at him with disgust.

"No..." Ji Xing turned his eyes, closed his eyes, and slapped his left hand on the table, "I..."

"Damn, what's wrong with your wrist!" Tang Cheng was startled, and took a closer look at Ji Xinghui's hand. The bruise from yesterday had darkened again, which looked a little shocking.

"It's all right." Ji Xing lowered his voice, "Actually, I came today to tell you that I'm married."

Tang Cheng petrified in place, his eyes widened, and he didn't come back to himself until he saw Ji Xing return the ring on his left ring finger.

"Fuck! Is he domestic violence against you?" Tang Cheng looked in disbelief.

Ji Xinghui felt that he was about to rush out to fight someone, so he quickly explained: "No! It's not! What are you thinking! He is very kind to me! Why would he hit me?"

Tang Cheng slumped back to the chair, his hand holding the teacup was shaking a little, he poured half a cup of tea, and he seemed to calm down a bit.

Just as Ji Xinghui was thinking about whether to continue telling Tang Cheng that his marriage partner was Zhou Keyun, Tang Cheng suddenly took a deep breath and said slowly, "Xinghui, even if it's for fun, I can't treat you in bed. It's so rough..."