Wife-chasing crematorium of a wealthy old man

"It's not about leaving, old man. I never said that if I leave Zehua, I will no longer be your grandson." Qi Zhijie clenched the cotton swab in his hand, "You insist on thinking this way."

He said this in a somewhat aggrieved and even pitiful tone.

He rarely showed this kind of emotion in front of Ji Menghua, but now he looked at the old man who was paralyzed on the bed and seemed struggling to speak.

He couldn't help but say this sentence.

Ji Menghua was indeed strict with him, but he was also very fond of him.

He is well aware of Ji Menghua's high hopes for him, so he also understands that Ji Menghua cannot accept his escape.

"Grandpa, I left Zehua, not Ji's family. I will always be your grandson. No matter what happens to Ji's family or Zehua, I will never stand by." Qi Zhijie looked at Ji Menghua's full face. Wrinkled face, and the corners of the mouth twitched due to sequelae, "It's just, I don't want to be just your grandson, I think I am Qi Zhijie, a real person, a person who loves and hates."

The lips of the old man lying on the bed twitched. It was not known whether it was because of the difficulty of speaking because of the illness or because he didn't know what to reply. In short, there was a long silence in the ward.

After a long time, the old man spat out a sentence: "Did that kid surnamed Mu come with you? Let him come and see me."

Qi Zhijie was extremely vigilant, unable to guess what Ji Menghua wanted to do: "What did you see him doing?"

He was always worried that Mu Xun would be hurt.

Although Ji Menghua was ill, his mind was still shrewd, and he immediately saw Qi Zhijie's concerns, curled his lips: "Don't worry... I won't do anything to him, if I want to do it... I would have sent someone there .”

He is struggling to speak now, so he has to take a break after every few sentences: "I want to see what kind of person... the person who will live with my grandson in the future..."

Qi Zhijie listened to his words, reacted for a few seconds, and asked in disbelief, "So, have you accepted Mu Xun?"

The old man closed his eyes and sighed for a long time: "Your mother said that I am old and don't understand anything...ahem...that I ruined her happiness, and I can't ruin yours anymore. .”

He coughed several times, and turned his eyeballs to the window with difficulty.

It is still a scene of heavy snow.

The maple trees outside the window are covered with a layer of snow, and the city is covered in white.

"I'm old, and I really shouldn't care about it anymore. As long as you promise to live...you will never forget to protect Zehua, I can set you free. This time, it's my grandfather's promise."

This serious illness really woke Ji Menghua a little bit, he himself is half a foot into the palace of Hades, in fact, he really can't control so much.

"Okay, I promise, I will protect Zehua, don't worry." Qi Zhijie replied with a firm tone.

Qi Zhijie will always remember this day, Ji Menghua said he accepted Mu Xun, and Ji Menghua was finally willing to give him freedom.

He is a person who rarely has mood swings. During the more than thirty years he has lived on the earth, perhaps because he has too much, or because he has too little, there is hardly any special person or thing that can make him feel better. Make him happy.

There are only five or six times in my impression, and four of them are related to Mu Xun.

The first time was when Mu Xun asked him that the hibiscus flowers withered, and their agreement was still unfinished that night.

The second time was when Mu Xun held his hand and kissed his forehead on the street.

The third time was when he found Mu Xun at the airport.

The most recent time, is now.

After Ji Menghua fell asleep again, he left the ward.

Somewhat excited.

Excited, I don't know what to say to Mu Xun.

Sitting in the car, looking at the snowflakes in the sky outside the window, he sent Mu Xun a WeChat message: A Xun, come to Lanjing to see the snow, let's go see the snow together.

Let's go to see the snow together.

These words, to Mu Xun, are the most beautiful love words.

He bought the earliest flight ticket and flew to Lanjing.

In the past few years, he has been to many places, but he has never been to Lanjing. He didn't come before because he knew that there is a Qizhi Festival here. Now he comes because there is a Qizhi Festival here.

When he got off the plane, as a southerner, he saw the heavy snow in the north for the first time, and felt the temperature close to minus seven degrees for the first time.

Romance is romantic, but my ears are about to freeze off.

He dragged his suitcase to the gate of the airport, and saw Qi Zhijie leaning against the black Maybach.

The man was still wearing a coat, with the light-colored scarf he bought around his neck.

He originally wanted to weave one for Qi Zhijie himself, but he really didn't have much talent, so he couldn't learn it.

I had no choice but to give up and bought one for Qi Zhijie.

Seeing him coming out, the man quickly walked up to him from the side of the car, not caring how many travelers passed by, wrapped his arms around Mu Xun's shoulders, and hugged him in his arms.

The familiar smell of woody perfume entered Mu Xun's breath, which inexplicably made him feel at ease.

Snowflakes fell on Qi Zhijie's shoulders, and even Mu Xun's eyelashes.

They hug each other in the snow.

"Did you miss me?" The man whispered in his ear.

Mu Xun teased him: "Well...it's okay, I went to the company for the first few days, and Chen Si came to play with me for the next few days..."

"Did he ask you to drink again?" Qi Zhijie frowned lightly.

This leash is more annoying than that zebra.

Mu Xun knew that this guy was in a hurry, so he deliberately changed the topic: "Is your scarf comfortable to wear? The material is okay."

"Mu Xun." The man lowered his eyes and stared into his eyes.

The tone was serious and a little pitiful.

Seeing him like this, Mu Xun satisfied his bad taste, so he hooked the man's neck, raised his head and replied with a smile: "I'm lying to you, I don't bother to go anywhere these days. They're all thinking about you."

The insecure old man was really happy after hearing this sentence.

He buried his face in Mu Xun's neck, feeling the warmth of his body and his love.

Romance is always fleeting, the temperature in the open air makes people shiver, Mu Xun pushed away the man on his body while wrapping his padded jacket tightly: "If you don't take me to the car, I will think about it in heaven." is you."

Qi Zhijie was amused, dragged Mu Xun's suitcase with one hand, and led Mu Xun to the car with the other.

The comfortable temperature in the car made Mu Xun's whole body seem to be frozen and the blood gradually warmed up, his nose was red from the cold.

Qi Zhijie didn't look cold at all.

But it was normal, after all, he lived in this cold city all year round.

The man took out a thermos from nowhere, poured out the hot goji berry water in it, and handed it to Mu Xun: "The old man said he wanted to see you."

As soon as Mu Xun took the water glass, before he swallowed the wolfberry water, he was so startled by the man's words that he almost spat out: "What? You mean that Mr. Ji wants to see me?"

"Yeah." Qi Zhijie guessed that Mu Xun would be surprised, after all, he didn't expect it himself, "He said he wanted to see what the person I would spend the rest of my life with looked like."

Spend the rest of your life together.

These four words are too romantic.

So romantic that Mu Xun didn't even dare to think about it, he cast his eyes on the cup of wolfberry water in his hand, the wolfberry was floating on the hot water: "Qi Zhijie."

"What's the matter, don't you want to?" The man held one of his hands nervously.

"No, I just can't believe it." Mu Xun pursed his lips slightly, and held his hand back, "I'm very annoying, I'm afraid you will find me annoying in the future."

Qi Zhijie listened to his words, chuckled and said, "Fool, I will be more annoying than you."

"I'm not afraid of trouble."

"I'm not afraid either."

The car went straight from the airport to Lanjing Hospital.

Mu Xun blamed Qi Zhijie all the way, blamed him for not telling himself earlier that he would come to see Ji Menghua, causing him to come empty-handed.

Before entering the ward, Mu Xun straightened his clothes again and again, fearing that he would be rude.

It turned out that Qi Zhijie accompanied him into the room, but just as they walked to the door, Ji Menghua who was sitting on the hospital bed said: "You all go out first, I will have a chat with Mr. Mu alone."

The servants who took care of Ji Menghua in the ward retreated silently.

Qi Zhijie was a little reluctant and a little scared, but he still left the ward in response.

With the sound of the door closing, only Mu Xun and Ji Menghua were left in the huge ward.

"Hello, Boss Ji." Mu Xun approached the hospital bed, and said hello in an embarrassing manner.

Ji Menghua half leaned against the head of the bed, her pair of eyes similar to those of Qi Zhijie looked at him undisguisedly, and nodded slightly: "Lao Mu's son really looks a bit like him."

"Zhijie is similar to you." He really felt a bit like him, as if he could foresee Qi Zhijie many years later.

"Yeah." The old man's eyes showed a bit of vicissitudes, "I also think he is like me, whether it is appearance or work, I thought he would be my successor, but your appearance disrupted everything. "

These words seemed to be blaming Mu Xun, but there was no trace of blaming in his tone and expression.

More seems to be a kind of emotion.

Mu Xun didn't dare to speak because he was afraid of offending Ji Menghua, he pursed his lips: "Forgive me for being disrespectful, I think, before becoming a successor, the most important thing for Zhijie is to be himself."

He knew how long Qi Zhijie had been trapped in this city, and how long the burden of the family's rise and fall had been on his shoulders.

He couldn't bear to watch him carry it any longer.

The old man was not annoyed by his words, but nodded in a friendly manner: "You can figure out the truth at once, but I, an old piece of wood, didn't understand until now."

He has been living for Zehua all his life. For Zehua, he has given up many things, such as youth, marriage, and even freedom.

He has never had freedom, so when Qi Zhijie and him asked for freedom, he didn't understand. He just thought that his grandson lived too well, and he was just thinking about it.

He sacrificed all of himself, even lost a leg, and now, he can only rely on the care of servants and a wheelchair to survive.

Therefore, he always naturally asked others to give up everything for Zehua.

But he forgot, whether Qi Zhijie or Ji Shu, they are descendants of his Ji family, but they are an independent individual.

a living person.

He felt that he understood too late, ruining the happiness of many people, and felt that it was not too late, at least he did not let his relatives and grandchildren have any regrets.

He looked at the boy in front of him who was outspoken with him, he looked really handsome.

"I heard that you also like jade and antiquities?" Ji Menghua suddenly asked Mu Xun.

Mu Xun was a little overwhelmed by this sudden turn: "I understand a little bit."

"I have a safety buckle carved from ancient jade, take it." The old man said, pointing to the brocade box that had been placed on the coffee table in the ward with his eyes.

Mu Xun was a little afraid to accept it.

"Take it, take it as a gift from my elder to meet you."

After listening to his words, Mu Xun hesitated to take the brocade box on the coffee table in his hand.

Ji Menghua's body hasn't recovered much, and he can't sit for a long time, so he closed his eyes a little tiredly: "You go back first, I'm tired."

Mu Xun nodded: "You have a good rest."

Qi Zhijie who was outside the ward felt very uneasy, afraid that Ji Menghua would say something to scare Mu Xun.

I saw Mu Xun walking out calmly with a brocade box in his hand.

He hurried up to meet him: "Why, did he say anything?"

"I didn't say anything, and even gave me a meeting gift." Mu Xun shook his head, and handed the brocade box to Qi Zhijie.

Qi Zhijie took the brocade box, opened it and took a look, his eyelids twitched.

One of the most expensive gadgets in Wanbaolou.

Ji Menghua once said something to give to his future granddaughter-in-law.

Mu Xun stretched his neck to look at the safety buckle in the brocade box.

When answering Ji Menghua just now, when he said that he knew a little bit of superficiality, it was not because he was modest, but because he really only knew a little superficiality.

He could tell that it was a good piece of jade, but he didn't know what grade it was.

"You took it?" Qi Zhijie's eyes were calm and his expression was serious.

Mu Xun bit his lips in panic: "He...he insisted that I accept it, what's wrong? Can't accept it? Then I'll go back now!"

"It's not impossible." The man paused for a while, looking straight at him with those peach blossom eyes, "It's just... After accepting it, he will be a member of our Ji family."

It took several seconds for Mu Xun to react, blushing and pursing his lips: "You Ji's family will make you stumble when you compare each other."

"Then what to do, you will be too in the future." Qi Zhijie chuckled, teasing Mu Xun.

"I don't accept it." Mu Xun curled his lips.

"Are you sure you don't want to accept it? This is the best thing in Wanbaolou..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Xun snatched the brocade box.

"Then you will be Ji's family..."

"You are so annoying." Mu Xun walked towards the hospital corridor with his back turned to him.

"You said just now that you wouldn't bother me..." The man followed closely behind him.

The heavy snow outside the window kept on.

Mu Xun knew that he would watch many, many snow shows with Qi Zhijie.

After that, neither Lanjing nor Fudong was a cold city anymore.

I think I have waited until the heavy snow falls, and I have also waited for the person who never forgets.

The author says:

There will be a lot of sweet episodes and some people and things that have not been explained clearly~

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