extremely dependent

Ji Weijue's hand holding Jian Xun's sweater reached down and grabbed Jian Xun's wrist, without any intention of restraining himself, Jian Xun panicked for a moment, raised his hand and pulled off his sweater to wrap Ji Weijue's head.

Ji Weijue, who was covered by a hood, froze for a moment, and couldn't help laughing after he realized it.

He raised his face, looked at Jian Xun's open neckline, and said with a soft smile, "What are you doing?"

Jian Xun was a little annoyed by his disturbance, and raised his hand to cover his neckline to block his sight.

Ji Weijue buried himself in Jian Xun's chest and laughed softly. The hair on his forehead rubbed against Jian Xun's body. Jian Xun felt a little itchy, so he raised his hand and patted his head lightly.

Ji Weijue stopped smiling, and was covered by Jian Xun's close-fitting sweater. The small space was filled with frankincense from Jian Xun's body. He closed his eyes, and his cheeks were pressed against Jian Xun's warm and delicate skin. The reluctance boiled under such skin contact.

The scorching breath sprayed on Jian Xun's skin, and Jian Xun's body trembled involuntarily, and then, a pair of powerful arms wrapped around his back tightly.

Ji Weijue felt that he was very hypocritical, but he couldn't control his increasingly depressed emotions.

He buried his face in Jian Xun's chest, his voice muffled: "Brother, will you miss me when you go back?"

Jian Xun put his arms around the person in his arms, and gently comforted him with his hands on his back.

"Yes." He lowered his head and rubbed his head under the clothes with his chin, and sighed softly, "I don't even want to leave."

Having said that, Ji Weijue checked the flight for Jian Xun on the taxi back from the movie theater with his mobile phone.

"Do you fly directly to the Capital Airport?" Ji Weijue looked down at the phone and asked the person next to him. He didn't wait for a reply for a long time. He turned his head and saw Jian Xun looking out the window in a daze.

He stretched out his hand to hold Jian Xun's hand on his lap, and Jian Xun came back to his senses and turned his head to look at him: "Huh?"

Ji Weijue rubbed the back of Jian Xun's hand with his fingers: "What are you thinking?"

"It's the same as you think." Jian Xun smiled lightly, and sat down next to Ji Weijue.

He leaned on Ji Weijue's shoulder, glanced at his mobile phone, and asked, "I'll go directly to City C, I won't be going home, I'm running out of time."

"Okay." Ji Weijue raised his phone and put it in front of Jian Xun, and the two looked at the ticket together.

After returning home, Jian Xun bent down and hugged Xun Bao who was at his feet, and turned to ask Ji Weijue: "Do you want Xun Bao to stay with you for a few days?"

Ji Weijue nodded: "Da Xunbao also wants it."

"Really?" Jian Xun squinted at him, snorted coldly, and said jokingly: "Just now on the way, I was in a hurry to book a ticket to send me away."

"No, I'm afraid of delaying your work." Ji Weijue looked aggrieved, and leaned over to hug him from behind, "Why don't I quit?"

Jian Xun pinched the cat's paw and patted his arm, and said, "Help me get a suit, I'll take a shower."

Ji Weijue arched his head around his neck, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not in a hurry to send you away."

"I know, I'm teasing you." Jian Xun smiled helplessly.

Ji Weijue raised his hand to touch Xunbao in his arms, then let him go, obediently walked over and opened the closet to help Jian Xun get the clothes.

Jian Xun took the clothes in his hand, stuffed Xun Bao into his arms, turned around and walked to the bathroom.Ji Weijue hugged the cat and followed. He leaned against the door frame of the bathroom, looked at Jian Xun who was pulling the hem of his clothes in front of the mirror and was about to take off his clothes, and asked, "Do you want me to wash with you?"

Jian Xun stopped raising her hand, turned her head and glanced at him, walked over and slammed the bathroom door shut.

Ji Weijue, who had been bruised, sent the cat back to the cat's den, changed his clothes and washed his hands, and prepared dinner.

After dinner, Jian Xun saw that it was still early, so he asked Ji Weijue to open the bottle of red wine that he planned to drink on Christmas Eve.

After just one glass of red wine, Ji Weijue felt that his head was a little swayed. He knew that he could not drink enough, and he was afraid that he would make a fool of himself in front of Jian Xun if he drank too much, so he didn't dare to drink any more.

Jian Xun is not yet addicted to alcohol, so he picks up the bottle and fills up the empty glass in front of him, then picks up the glass and leans back on the sofa.

Jian Xun took a sip of his wine, glanced at the child sitting beside him with straight eyes, and smiled softly.He put Xunbao curled up on his lap beside him, raised his hand and patted his thigh, and called softly, "Baby, come here."

Ji Weijue leaned over like an obedient puppy wagging his tail. He lay sideways on the sofa, resting his head on Jian Xun's thigh. He raised his slightly drunken eyes to see Jian Xun's clean chin rolling slightly while sipping wine. Adam's apple, and the small purr from the throat of Xiao Xunbao, who was surrounded by him, evenly passed into his ears, which was very pleasant.

Jian Xun's fingers on the side of his legs unconsciously entangled Xun Bao's gently sweeping tail, probably because Ji Weijue's gaze was too naked, Jian Xun lowered his head to meet his unclear eyes, and asked with a light smile: " What are you doing looking at me like that? Little drunk."

"Brother~" Ji Weijue called him in a low voice, reached out and took his cool hand and put it on his hot face.

"Huh?" Jian Xun watched him put his face in his palm and rubbed it a few times, thinking that he might be hot from drinking too much wine, and wanted to help him unbutton the sweater in front of him, so he yanked it twice , but did not withdraw his hand.

Ji Weijue tightly clenched his hand and stuck it to his face. He didn't know whether it was because of the alcohol or what happened. His eyes, which were staring straight at Jian Xun, were gradually fogged up, and he called again. One voice: "Brother."

Listening to the muffled nasal sound in his voice, Jian Xun didn't withdraw her hands, but gently stroked his slightly flushed cheeks, and asked him softly, "Is it hot?"

Ji Weijue shook his head slightly, that's all, and nodded again, his voice sounded a little aggrieved: "The eyes are a little hot."

Seeing him like this, Jian Xun felt very uncomfortable, but she couldn't hide her face and didn't want to show it on her face, so she just pretended to be an older person, and coaxed: "Good boy, it's not like I won't see you later .”

"But I won't see you for a long time." The emotion in his eyes was so full that he couldn't hide it, which made Ji Weijue's eyes a little sour, so he simply closed his eyes.

Jian Xun gently pushed his slightly frowning brows with his fingertips, and continued to coax: "I will come to see you after the Spring Festival, and it will only be a little over two months. After I go back, I will promise to call and video call you every day, so that you You can see me, okay?"

Ji Weijue pursed his lips and didn't speak. He paused for a while, then shook his head, pulled Jian Xun's hand over his eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "How can it be the same?"

His eyelashes, which were as thick as a feather fan, trembled slightly under Jian Xun's palm, and after a while, Jian Xun felt that his palm was a little moist.Jian Xun's heart softened for a moment, and he quickly leaned over and put the wine glass in his hand on the tea table, raised his hand and rubbed his curly hair on his legs: "Why are you still crying?"

Ji Weijue probably felt ashamed, turned over and lay on his lap, shook his head, expressing insincerely that he was not crying.

Jian Xun sighed softly, ran his fingers through his messy hair, and helped him straighten his messy hair with some absent-mindedness.

"I love you."

Jian Xun's hand stopped suddenly, he didn't seem to hear this sudden expression of love clearly, and also seemed to be disturbed by the violent beating of the heart drum, only to feel that his brain suddenly went blank.He looked down at the hairy head on his legs, and opened his mouth blankly: "Huh?"

"Brother, I love you."

Ji Weijue's muffled voice came from his legs again, and the rapid heartbeat in his chest made Jian Xun involuntarily clenched his raised hand tightly.

He quietly let out a breath from his mouth, put his hand on the back of Ji Weijue's neck and pinched it gently, tried his best to maintain a steady voice, pretended to be a casual tone and laughed: "How can you show love like this? It's not sincere at all." .”

Ji Weijue got up quickly when he heard it, for fear that he would be labeled as a hypocrite if he was a step too late. Unexpectedly, he got up too hard and slid off the edge of the sofa without holding his hand. The startled Ji Weijue hurriedly stretched his legs to support the ground, Only then did he finally stabilize his body and not lose face in front of Jian Xun.

Ji Weijue's head was a little dizzy, and he held on to the sofa for a long time before he stood up with difficulty. He was only one step away from Jian Xun, but his steps seemed to be unable to reach the ground, and he stepped down heavily annoyed. Unexpectedly, his feet were soft, and he staggered and fell towards Jian Xun.

'Boom--'

The muffled sound of Ji Weijue's knee colliding with the floor startled Jian Xun. He looked at Ji Weijue who was kneeling in front of him on one knee, and quickly helped him up: "You don't have to be so sincere..."

Ji Weijue grabbed the hand in front of him, and wanted to use his strength to stand up from the ground, but the result was that his not sober mind was messed up by such a fall, and the prepared lines in his mouth were so fast step.

He held Jian Xun's hand, tilted his head slightly, the shadow of the person in his heart was reflected in his slightly drunk eyes, time seemed to stop at this moment, all he could feel was his thunderous heartbeat, With my own love.

"I love you, Jane Xun."