Give me back my tail

This time Zhao Zecheng still didn't hear Ji Rong's good, but fortunately, he didn't hear bad this time either.

Zhao Zecheng wiped away Ji Rong's tears.

There is no second bed in the apartment, and the sofa doesn't fold out enough to sleep another person.So this time Zhao Zecheng was also spared from falling asleep in the living room.

He simply wiped Ji Rong's face, and the two watched the show quietly, just like any ordinary day before, falling asleep and waking up in the same bed.

Holiday days are boring, and post-holiday programs are even rarer and boring.

Most TV stations are looping yesterday's Spring Festival Gala, while a few are looping and watching classic TV series for more than ten years.

Ji Rong didn't even like to watch, so he could only listen to the sound boringly while watching Zhao Zecheng cooking in the kitchen.

This is very strange, the relationship between the two of them has not actually changed, but what Zhao Zecheng did, it seems that it is not so unacceptable to Ji Rong.

Because compared to this, Ji Rong seems to hate sitting alone in the apartment even more.

On the third day of junior high school, Ji Rong received an unexpected text message.

The person who unilaterally blocked Ji Rong did not know when he would be mercifully released again.

Qian Nuo sent a picture and said simply: I gave birth.

When Ji Rong saw the words first, he was shocked.

The picture is a small hand of a child.

Fenfen is short, fat and cute.

Ji Rong couldn't help but evoked a smile, and touched the screen.

When Zhao Zecheng saw it, he leaned towards him and asked him, "What are you laughing at?"

Ji Rong didn't know the extent of his investigation, so he said vaguely: "A friend gave birth to a baby."

Zhao Zecheng probably didn't check Qian Nuo, so he was a little surprised: "A fox demon? And——"

He was so excited that he straightened up, but soon he seemed to realize something, softened again, and smiled: "Leaving occupational diseases."

Ji Rong didn't say anything, he lowered his head and replied slowly to Qian Nuo: "It's so cute."

In a few seconds, Qian Nuo sent him a bunch of pictures of the baby.

"Probably not human." Zhao Zecheng was silent for a few seconds, then said again.

Although the relationship between the two has been restored to harmony at first glance, it is still inevitable to be a little awkward when talking about these sensitive topics.

Ji Rong hummed lightly, but did not reveal Fu Yin's identity.

Zhao Zecheng stopped asking.

"Very fat." Qian Nuo said on the other end, "It's almost ten catties, damn it, I will die."

Ji Rong couldn't help laughing, and asked him, "Are you guys coming back?"

Qian Nuo said not for the time being: "He is too young, Fu Yin said that he would grow better by the seaside when he was young."

Ji Rong vaguely remembered the first time he met Fu Yin just now, when Qian Nuo confronted him downstairs, and after they separated, he wished to kill Fu Yin.Later, when Qian Nuo was going to the warm south, when he was separated from Ji Rong, he told him that if he gave birth to Fu Yin, he would have nothing to do with him in this life.

But it seems that Qian Nuo no longer remembers these things.

Qian Nuo sent him a few more photos and told him: "He is really young. I was only three or four years old when I first took shape? I remember that I can go."

He also said: "Speaking of which, I don't know whether to go to city S or city M. Fu Yin said that he would go to school for him."

"He hasn't turned himself out yet, so I don't know what it is!" Qian Nuo exclamated a few times, and then quickly said, "Forget it, forget it, goodbye, it's pretty disgusting to think about it."

Ji Rong didn't hear any disgust from his tone, but the joy was real.

He talked a lot, and finally said to Ji Rong: "Fu Yin is here, let me drink soup, I don't know anything, go first."

Ji Rong typed a good word and sent another goodbye emoji.

He stared blankly for a few seconds at the non-changing chat interface.

Qian Nuo didn't care about his affairs with Zhao Zecheng any more.

Are these really forgotten?

Not necessarily, but some are not that important, and some can be reconciled.

Zhao Zecheng entered the kitchen again at some point, simply cut out a fruit plate, and placed it on the coffee table in front of Ji Rong.

"what happened?"

Ji Rong shook his head, pierced a piece of apple and ate it into his mouth, it was very sweet.

Two days later, the road back to the city became congested, and the road out of the city became empty.

Zhao Zecheng and Ji Rong took advantage of their long winter vacation, staggered the rush hour, and drove in the direction of Jinnan.

The itinerary was exactly the same as their return, this time in reverse, the two would first go to Zhao Zecheng's house to pay New Year's greetings, and then drive all the way to J Island to see Qian Nuo's baby.

Because it is a driving relationship, the time on the road is also stretched for a long time.

They didn't get up early, and when they arrived at the rest stop ninety kilometers away from Jinnan that day, it was already completely dark.

Fatigue driving at night is not good. Although Ji Rong didn't know whether Zhao Zecheng was physically fatigued, the two of them stopped.

The car was driven for gas, then pulled out and parked in the empty square.

The rest stops during the Chinese New Year are also very deserted. Small shops for business are not open, and only a few convenience stores are still open.

There was nothing in the convenience store, and the two of them only bought some simple self-heating food.

Fortunately, Ji Rong had the foresight to stuff some snacks in the suitcase first.

Zhao Zecheng lifted the whole bag, but he didn't know what was touched, he just felt something rolling down at his feet.

It is a red sachet, showing two mandarin ducks.

The workmanship is very poor, it is obviously a street stall, and the characters are not even clear, but Zhao Zecheng speculates from the shape of the characters that it is about a hundred years old.

He grabbed the sachet and smiled softly.

Ji Rong was still picking out the poor beef in the instant noodles in the car. He had just eaten two bites when he suddenly felt a dark shadow in front of him.

The cold air outside the car was blown in with Zhao Zecheng's movements, and was quickly blown away by the air conditioner.

Zhao Zecheng supported his face and kissed him quickly.

Ji Rong didn't have time to resist, he only had time to quickly swallow half of the beef in his mouth and take the noodles away.

This kiss was not fierce, but very gentle. Zhao Zecheng gently circled Ji Rong's lips, tasting it briefly, but his voice was hoarse: "100 years may not be enough."

Ji Rong said "Huh?" out of the situation.

Zhao Zecheng put the snacks between the two of them, and showed Ji Rong the sachet in his hand.

"Why are you so obscure." Zhao Zecheng said with a smile, "Just give it to me."

Ji Rong let out a groan, he bought this sachet the other day and didn't know which pocket he put it in, but didn't take it out, and ran into the suitcase for some reason.

But Zhao Zecheng asked him happily, "Is it a New Year's gift?" Ji Rong nodded accordingly.

He remembered that day, the old woman who sold things said that anyone who gave it would like it.

It seems that he didn't lie to him.

"I like it very much." Zhao Zecheng said, "It's very festive and has a good meaning."

The sachet was hung on Zhao Zecheng's car, and Ji Rong brought Zhao Zecheng's bowl of noodles to him.

Ji Rong himself didn't like noodles, so he tore up a bag of beef jerky and ate it. Seeing Zhao Zecheng take two big mouthfuls, he stopped with a puffy face.

"I didn't prepare a New Year's gift." Zhao Zecheng swallowed and said.

Just as Ji Rong was about to say it's okay, Zhao Zecheng said, "Then I'll give you your tail."

He roguely smiled ambiguously: "Do you want it?"

There was a whooping sound coming from outside the car window, and immediately after that, a big bright golden firework suddenly exploded in the sky, turning into countless small gold particles, scattered down, and gradually disappeared.

Then came the second flower, and the third flower.

Ji Rong looked up. City B banned fireworks and firecrackers early, and he hadn't seen them for many years.

It's beautiful, but also fleeting.The former one dies, and the latter one catches up.

There is a gap of a few seconds, and when it explodes in the next second, you can clearly see the surroundings of the beautiful fireworks, and the gray smoke is also diffused.

Ji Rong looked at it, and suddenly remembered Zhao Zecheng's sentence "100 years is not enough".

He figured out what he meant.

Zhao Zecheng said that he was not an ordinary person and came to the world with memories, but he didn't say anything in detail.

Zhao Zecheng was also watching the fireworks, and the bright light intermittently imprinted on his side face. Ji Rong couldn't see any sense of immortality, but he could only see Zhao Zecheng who had already belonged to the world.

Ji Rong was a little curious.

"If you set off fireworks, will there be a feeling in the sky?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zecheng turned his head around. He seemed surprised that Ji Rong would ask this question. After thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "Before I came down, I didn't know what it was like down here."

Ji Rong didn't know what the top looked like.

He asked Zhao Zecheng: "How is heaven?"

Because I heard from some senior elders that many, many years ago, there were not so many human beings, and the aura of heaven and earth was enough for goblins to cultivate.

At that time, there were many monsters with high morals who went through hardships in order to ascend.

Ji Rong was still a vixen with a short tail at that time, and he felt both envious and sad when he heard it, because compared to happiness, they seemed to be pursuing something very empty.

At that time, Ji Rong asked, "Did they all go in the end?"

No one answered him.

After the fireworks were over, Zhao Zecheng lowered his head again and took a few mouthfuls of noodles.

"What's wrong?" He asked Ji Rong, "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

Ji Rong couldn't tell, he held the beef jerky in his hand little by little, and whispered: "If you know, I will know what you are doing after you go back."

Zhao Zecheng said that 100 years is not enough, then 200 years, 300 years.

But Zhao Zecheng will go back one day. Compared with three months, Ji Rong already has more time than ordinary people, so he should be satisfied.

This time, Zhao Zecheng paused for a while without speaking.

He took the two people's finished garbage out of the garbage can at the gas station, came back and restarted the car.

After driving for about ten kilometers, Zhao Zecheng suddenly said, "I won't go back."

On the night of the fifth day of the lunar new year, the highway from City B to Jinnan was open and unimpeded. Even large trucks stopped working on this day. It seemed that the only sound was made by the engine on the entire road.

Ji Rong was stunned for a while before he asked Zhao Zecheng, "Isn't the sky bad?"

"Not good." Zhao Zecheng said.

As the car moved forward at a constant speed, the street lamps on both sides moved backward at a constant speed, passing the car one by one.

Zhao Zecheng glanced at the sachet shaking in front of the car, smiled, and said, "Well, not good."

Ji Rong also saw his little movements, he bit his lower lip, and wanted to laugh a little: "What's wrong?"

The car turned a corner, and on the other side of the road, a small town hidden in the mountains was revealed.

Zhao Zecheng answered him: "There is no you in the sky."

The car drove closer and closer, the small town was very close to the road, and Ji Rong could even see the moving figures in the small building.

There was a child crying so loudly that they could faintly hear it from a distance.

The lights of some small buildings are turned on, and some are turned off by darkness, and under each light, there is a unique joy, sorrow, sorrow and joy that has nothing to do with Ji Rong and Zhao Zecheng in this world.

The smell of cheap instant noodles still lingers in the car.

Ji Rong lowered his head and laughed, "Oh."

It's not good in the sky, just stay in the world.

END.

The author says:

Even if Fu Yin and Qian Nuo are writing on the sidelines~