Affectionate beyond ninety thousand miles

"What kind of love has you lost? Never been in love before." Ji Yanxi sneered, took a deep breath of the cigarette, through the lingering smoke, he couldn't see his deep eyes clearly, his handsome face was looming, revealing an inexplicable abstinence feel.

The little girl friend next to Tang Jingyue had never seen such a handsome man so abstinent, and his bones softened at the first glance.Tang Jingyue realized that the girl's eyes were about to pop out, sighed, pinched her face with his fingers and turned around, "Why, I'm not good-looking? What's the matter with staring at other men?"

The girl lowered her eyelids with guilt, her little face flushed red.

"The brothers will never bring women out again at the next meeting, maybe they will be cuckolded at some point." Tang Jingyue picked up the wine on the table and drank it down, muttering to himself.

Xie Feifan threw a cigarette at him, "Too much nonsense."

Tang Jingyue took it with a smile, let go of his little girlfriend, let her play by herself, and moved to Ji Yanxi's side,
"What's going on? We Ji Ershao really fell out of love?"

Xie Feifan also stared at him curiously.

They have never seen Ji Yanxi trapped in love.

Not even with Xu Shihan before.

Xie Feifan rolled his eyes and boldly guessed, "Wen Nanning?"

"Who?" Tang Jing frowned.

Why has he never heard of this name.

What did the two of them do without telling him?
Ji Yanxi squinted his eyes, didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't answer their words.

After a while, he extinguished the cigarette in his hand, turned his face and stared at Tang Jingyue thoughtfully, "Didn't you move to a new house?"

Tang Jing raised his eyebrows, "Yeah, what's the matter? The second young master wants to contribute? Welcome."

"There is no shortage of paintings. Hang a few in each room."

Tang Jingyue opened his eyes wide, looked at Ji Yanxi, and then at Xie Feifan, "What are you talking about, Tang Jingyue, am I a person with artistic germs? Painting? Hanging a few Guonu paintings is almost the same!"

Xie Feifan curled his lips and watched the play with a smile.

Ji Yanxi took out a card from his pocket and threw it to him, "How many cards will you order on Saturday, in your name?"

Tang Jingyue opened his mouth wide and said blankly, "Where to go?"

"No. 202, Art Street, the name of the gallery is Ningshe, this is the phone number."

Ji Yanxi wrote a series of numbers and sent them to the group, and he did not forget to tell Xie Feifan, "You go and order it too."

Xie Feifan smiled, "Oh, this is asking the brothers to help you chase women?"

He finally knew that this guy was abnormal because of Wen Nanning.

However, will this feeling be too deformed?
Xie Feifan was a little worried.

Tang Jingyue was at a loss.

"What are you talking about? When did Yanxi have a woman? Why didn't I know?"

"Do you think it's you? Changing women is the same as changing clothes. Every time you meet, it's different?"

Xie Feifan glanced at the female student who was singing happily in the corner, "Is this over 20?"

Tang Jingyue chuckled, scratched his head, "I just turned 18."

"You are not afraid of others saying that you are old and eat tender grass." Xie Feifan laughed angrily.

"I'm only 26, how can I be old? The golden bachelor in Beicheng is handsome and rich, let alone eighteen, no matter how young I am, I am not afraid."

"Well, you are not afraid. Your father will be afraid when the time comes, afraid to pick you up in prison."

Tang Jingyue was slapped by Xie Feifan, and kicked the man sitting on the sofa in a daze, "Brother, please judge me, is I old or not?"

Ji Yanxi squinted at him, suddenly felt empty in his heart, picked up his coat, and said lightly, "Let's go."

After speaking, get up and leave.

Tang Jingyue, "Hey, why did you leave as soon as you came? You haven't said who your woman is? When did you date?"

What was left for him was a chic back.

"Fuck, brothers if you have something to do, strangers if you have nothing to do." Tang Jingyue complained.

Xie Feifan cast him a cold look, "Has he not done enough for us?"

Tang Jingyue was taken aback.

Thinking of the sticks he blocked for them when he was young, and the obstacles he solved for them when he grew up, he lost his voice for a while.

He slapped himself angrily, "I drank too much."

Xie Feifan smiled, picked up the card that fell on the sofa, "However, what should be slaughtered must be slaughtered."

Tang Jingyue "..."

Ji Yanxi drank and didn't drive by himself.

Ming Xi turned to look at him, "Master, should we go back to the apartment or the villa?"

"villa."

"Yes."

Ji Yanxi closed his eyes and leaned back on the seat, clenched his hands into fists, beating his forehead time after time.

"Master, is your head hurting again?" Ming Xi looked at him from the rearview mirror.

He hasn't had a headache for a long time.

Dr. Qin said that as long as he is emotionally stable, the headache should be relieved.

But look at him like this,
Is it caused by bad mood these two days?

Ji Yanxi said hoarsely, "It's okay."

After driving for 10 minutes, the voice from the back seat said again, "Forget it, let's go to the apartment."

"it is good."

Ming Xi turned the steering wheel and turned the car towards the apartment.

When we got downstairs, Ji Yanxi got out of the car with his coat in hand, "Go back, don't pick me up tomorrow Saturday."

"Ok."

Ji Yanxi put on his coat, lit a cigarette, and walked back step by step.

In the past few days, he forced himself not to take the initiative to find her, and the woman really disappeared.

He stood downstairs, giving himself time for a cigarette, while looking up at the dark room.

Is she already asleep?

Is she waiting for him these days like he is waiting for her call?
Ji Yanxi laughed at himself.

She will not.

After throwing away the cigarette butt, he went upstairs resolutely, stopped at the door of her apartment, and rang the doorbell vigorously.

"Wen Nanning, open the door."

Wen Nanning had just fallen asleep when she was woken up, feeling suffocated.

She put on her pajamas and went to open the door, but the door opened.

The man threw himself on her shoulder and said pitifully, "My head hurts."

Wen Nanning was taken aback, and the last bit of drowsiness was chased away by him.

She quickly supported him, "what's the matter with you?"

"Headache, so painful that it's going to explode."

He lay on her thin shoulders, taking some weight from his body, for fear of crushing her.

Wen Nanning helped him to the bed, "Lie down first, I'll make sober tea."

She smelled the faint smell of alcohol on his body, and thought he had drunk too much, she helped him to lie down and was about to leave, but was grabbed by him, "I didn't drink too much."

Wen Nanning didn't believe it, so she went to pick his hand, "Go to sleep for a while."

The man opened his eyes and hugged her waist, "You sleep with me."

Wen Nanning suspected that he was pretending to be drunk.

But again there is no evidence.

"My head hurts, really, I've always had a headache, and it's only when you're with me that it doesn't hurt."

Ji Yanxi didn't lie either.

During the few days he was with Wen Nanning, he slept soundly.

Other times are controlled with medication.

Otherwise, there will always be a hand twisting in his mind, and the pain will drive him crazy.

But at this moment, he was more or less pretending to be pitiful and sympathetic.

There is no way, this woman has a heart of stone.

He just wanted to inspire a little motherhood in her.

He grabbed her hand and rubbed her temples, "Rub it for me."

This request is not too much.

Wen Nanning sighed, "Lie down, I'll rub it for you."

The corner of the man's lips curled up into a smile, and when he raised his head, he looked in unbearable pain. He closed his eyes and lay obediently on her lap.

Wen Nanning doesn't know how to massage, so she can only rub it by feeling.

Minutes passed by.

She had no feeling in her legs, so she lowered her head and asked, "Is it better?"

The man still has his eyes closed.

She stretched out her hand and shook it in front of him, "Asleep?"