his back

17.

After Bai Mu left, Ji Chennan stopped in place for a while.

Obviously, he should be drowned by guilt and guilt, but he was so excited, as if the shackles that were always on his shoulders were all lifted, and he could travel around the sky easily and freely.

Ji Chennan licked his lower lip, pondered silently, and then left.

His chest was full of joy and excitement, and he walked fast. At this moment, he just wanted to see the little boss as soon as possible.

He ran upstairs, knocked on the closed door, and waited impatiently.No one came to open it, and there seemed to be no one inside.

It shouldn't be, could it be that the little boss went to the noodle shop secretly? !

The excitement can't subside, like being in a scorching fire, burning so hard that you can't calm down.

Ji Chennan stepped back and looked at the door, almost seeing a flower from the ordinary facade.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, patted his forehead, and laughed hoarsely.

Ji Chennan, oh Ji Chennan, are you so confused that you have the nerve to say that you are a successful professional? !

He came to Song Wan's house and knocked on Song Wan's door.

But the owner of this house had already been taken back to his place by car.

Helpless, Ji Chennan turned around and went downstairs quickly.

Song Wan was lying on the big bed in Ji Chennan's apartment, hugging the little yellow man, staring at the ceiling.

The empty apartment was so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat.

Song Wan knew where Ji Chennan had gone, feeling empty, and pinched the little yellow man's hand weakly.

As long as he still wants to show his face, he should leave at this time.But Song Wan didn't have the courage. Everything she experienced yesterday completely turned into a huge piranha, emitting a seductive fragrance, attracting him to approach, and then tied it tightly.

There is nothing more addictive than finding something lost.

Song Wan sniffed, waiting for Ji Chennan to come back.

The disease should be cured, and now he is relaxed, but he is not at all unhappy.The mood is sour and swollen, and I feel that it is better to maintain a high fever.

Worrying about gains and losses, the little boss suddenly heard a knock on the door.

The knocks on the door were continuous, extremely dense, and extremely penetrating, as if they had climbed through the hallway, turned the hall, and entered the room, hitting heavily on his heart.

Song Wan got up all of a sudden.

Hesitantly getting out of bed, Song Wan's eyes were dazzled by the rapid knock on the door, and she didn't even have time to put on her slippers.

Slowly walking out, an answer was faintly sketched in his heart.He couldn't believe it, and looked up at the wall clock, it was too short, how could that person come back in such a short time.

The heart was hot, the floor was cold, and Song Wan was caught in it, very flustered.

When he came to the door, "Who is it?" he asked.

There was no human voice, only the eager answer of knocking on the door.

Song Wan gritted her teeth and decided to take a gamble.With trembling fingers, he unlocked the door and twisted it open.

The moment the door opened, a figure quickly jumped in.Song Wan backed away, and was grabbed by the man's arms.The door slammed shut behind him, and the man lowered his head and kissed him.

The kiss was too passionate, full of enthusiasm, and the sound of water stains echoed in my ears.

"Ji Chen... Nan..."

Song Wan was powerless to resist and could only open her mouth forcefully.

The man's clothes have the coolness of getting up early and going out, but the palms are warm.The warmth was transmitted to Song Wan's side through the place of contact, and it was so hot that it dried up the panic that arose when everyone was not there.

Kiss, a short break, and a deeper kiss again.

Ji Chennan hugged the shoeless little boss to the shoe cabinet behind him, and looked up at him.

Song Wan was almost suffocated by the kiss, she couldn't help panting, her lips were red, and her eyes were full of water vapor.

The man smiled, and wiped off the saliva remaining on the little boss's lips with his fingertips.

"Song Wan, Song Wan..." Ji Chennan murmured, and couldn't help but kissed his red and swollen lips again, as if to quench his thirst.

"You!" Song Wan covered her mouth with her hand and stared at him angrily, but her beautiful eyes were full of mist, showing a little grievance.

He didn't want to do this, Ji Chennan was more and more able to grasp his sensitive points.At the moment of the kiss, he was so comfortable that he almost flew into the sky.However, once it was over, reality suppressed any of his charming thoughts.

Ji Chennan almost laughed out loud.

Song Wan: "Don't laugh!"

The sound is like a cat meowing.

Ji Chennan pressed against the little boss's forehead, and rubbed it affectionately, trying to comfort him.

Song Wan's face turned red immediately, this kind of action only between lovers has always been a magic weapon to cure the little boss.

"Don't be angry." Ji Chennan said softly.

Song Wan felt in a trance that half of her body was numb.

"I broke up with that woman."

Half obsessed, the little boss was instantly awakened by this message.

Ji Chennan took the initiative to leave for a few minutes, and stopped fooling around with intimacy.

Song Wan looked at the person in front of her in shock, and unconsciously grabbed the other person's sleeve: "How is that possible!"

"It's true." Ji Chennan replied affirmatively, "She's not my girlfriend, she's just a blind date, arranged by my family. After a few days of getting along, I don't think it's suitable, so I broke up with her today."

Song Wan: "...you don't want to get married?"

Ji Chennan shrugged: "It's still early, do I look so old?!"

"No, that's not the problem..." Overwhelmed with surprise, the little boss choked on his saliva and coughed violently. Ji Chennan hurriedly patted his back for him.Song Wan panted heavily, her face turned even redder, "The arrangement at home should be very suitable, why do you..."

Ji Chennan repeated firmly: "She is not suitable."

Song Wan looked up: "Why?"

Seriously different from the expression on his face, the little boss's eyes showed a look of longing.Ji Chennan really caught it, and couldn't help but smile wryly.How long has this person been waiting for him in silence?

Ji Chennan: "Because of you, you are more suitable."

Song Wan looked away in a panic, lowered her head, and dodged her eyes.But the hand that grabbed the sleeve did not let go, instead it became tighter and tighter, as if grasping the last straw in the world.

"Did you tell her?" The little boss said to himself, "You are crazy!"

"Song Wan."

Ji Chennan hugged him lightly, almost at the same time, Song Wan also reached out to hug him.

Song Wan: "You are really crazy..."

"If you want to refuse..." Ji Chennan interrupted him, "Just take back the hand that was stuck to my back."

Song Wan faltered and stopped talking.With even more force, he grabbed the clothes and couldn't get rid of them, completely throwing himself into the vast and warm embrace.

Confused, Ji Chennan snorted.

There is no need for sweet words or excessive movements, but such a warm hug can tell some things that cannot be said to each other.

Song Wan pressed against Ji Chennan's chest, feeling as if he was dreaming, but the sound of the other's steady heartbeat reached his ears, reminding him that it was all real. "Why did you knock on the door just now? Didn't you bring the key?"

"Oh." Ji Chennan explained, "I'm so excited, I can't press the button correctly."

Song Wan curled her lips: "You are so stupid."

Ji Chennan: "Haha, who is stupid and doesn't know?"

Listening to the man's speech from this angle is very strange, the ambiguity and the buzzing vibration are intertwined, which makes the little boss's heart itch.

Song Wan: "You are the most stupid."

"It seems that you want to argue with me." Ji Chennan pinched his waist gently.

Song Wan quickly raised her head and bit the man's bare|exposed collarbone.

Ji Chennan hissed after using quite a lot of strength.

Leaving a red tooth mark, Song Wan grinned triumphantly.He had wanted to do this a long time ago, Ji Chennan was always like a flower peacock swaying hormones everywhere, he was very upset.

Ji Chennan wiped the bitten place: "Hey you noisy little guy!"

He threw the little boss onto the shoe cabinet, and Song Wan wrestled into a ball with a smile.

The shoe cabinet was very short, and Song Wan's two big white legs without trousers had nowhere to put them, so she boldly wrapped them around Ji Chennan's waist.

Ji Chennan couldn't restrain himself from being teased, he caressed his leg ambiguously, and even bounced on it.

Song Wan snorted.

At this time, the annoying mobile phone rang suddenly.

Ji Chennan tutted secretly, intending to ignore it.But the phone kept buzzing in the pocket, and there was a feeling that it would keep making trouble if the owner didn't answer it.The atmosphere created was completely attacked, and even the little boss was panting to remind the phone.

Ji Chennan straightened up irritably, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

Song Wan realized later, got up nervously, and asked, "Who is it?"

Ji Chennan understood Song Wan's expression, and quickly explained: "I have a friend, a man named Tang Ming, who happens to work here too."

Seeing that the little boss still looked suspicious, Ji Chennan simply pressed the answer button and the speaker button.

Immediately, there was a long-drawn complaint from inside: "My ancestor, you finally accepted, do you know that I am very busy!"

"Okay, okay..." Song Wan's ears turned red, and she hurriedly pushed the phone towards him.

It's not good to listen to other people's phone calls, in case there is something personal between him and his friends.

Ji Chennan smiled, loving Song Wan's understanding, and turned off the PA button: "What's the matter?"

Taking advantage of the gap between his words, he pinched the little boss's blushing face.

The little boss was so angry that he glared at him with Hanchun's eyes, which made him distracted.

Tang Ming: "Brother, you still have the nerve to ask me what I want from you! You forgot about that?"

Reminded by Tang Ming's weird tone, Ji Chennan remembered it instantly, subconsciously glanced at Song Wan, and withdrew his hand.

He had an unspeakable sense of guilt.

Song Wan didn't know why.

Ji Chennan: "Did you find out?"

Tang Ming: "Yes, are you free now? It's almost noon, and I happen to have some time."

Ji Chennan: "Yes, where is it?"

Tang Ming reported the address of a coffee bar.

"Okay." Ji Chennan hung up the phone.

"Yes... what's the matter?" Song Wan saw that the communication was cut off, and asked quickly.Ji Chennan's complexion didn't look very good.

"It's nothing, don't worry." He rubbed the little boss's head, "I'm going out for a while."

Song Wan: "To see your friend?"

Ji Chennan nodded: "Is it possible?"

"Yeah." Song Wan replied shyly.

Seeing the little boss's restrained expression, Ji Chennan simply held out the phone in front of him.

"What are you doing?" Song Wan was surprised.

Ji Chennan: "I'll check it for you."

"What inspection." Song Wan hurriedly pushed aside, "Don't make trouble."

Ji Chennan exerted a little force, and Song Wan's hand was like a cat's paw compared to him.The man didn't move at all, and his mobile phone was held out decisively: "You really don't want to read it?! Save me from going out and coming back late, and you suspect that I'm going to see someone else."

Song Wan: "I won't doubt..."

Even though he said so on his lips, his heart drifted to the mobile phone in front of him.

It was like a small hook hooked on the most embarrassing and distraught piece of meat in the little boss's heart.

Song Wan glanced again and again.

"Hold it." Ji Chennan stuffed the phone straight into his hand.

Song Wan held her hands shaking, and the phone that suddenly fell was like a hot potato.

"Then, that's what you showed me."

Carefully turned on the phone, just finished the call, and the lock screen has not yet worked, so there is no hindrance to Song Wan, an outsider.The little boss hadn't looked at anyone's mobile phone yet, so he was at a loss for a while, and subconsciously took himself as a specimen.He usually communicates with Ji Chennan by text message, and Song Wan opens the text message area later.

There are only a few notifications lying in it, including China Mobile, China Construction Bank, Alipay and Airport Wireless.

Ji Chennan approached, their hair intertwined. "I usually keep in touch with her on WeChat." He guided.

Song Wan panicked and shook her hands again, like a rookie thief who just got out of a training institution.

Ji Chennan asked him to check WeChat, but he refused.The little boss exited the SMS area and clicked on the phone book.

"Is there a girl's phone here?" He asked pretending to be majestic, but the ending sound trembled.

Ji Chennan tried his best to hold back his laughter: "Of course."

Song Wan threatened: "Then I will delete it."

Ji Chennan generously agreed: "Okay, as long as you dare."

Song Wan was surprised: "Really?"

Ji Chennan: "Well, as I said, it's up to you."

The men's numbers were all marked with names, Song Wan picked out a few whose names looked like girls, and tremblingly pressed delete.The little boss is not stupid, years of shrinking made him very fond of looking at people's faces.If the chosen number is really important, Ji Chennan will frowned slightly, and Song Wan will quickly skip it.

Deleting the phone number in front of the owner was too stressful, and Song Wan couldn't hold on after a while, and quit in a panic.

Afterwards, he went to WeChat Q|Q to circle around, deleted some people, and also saw the chat records between Ji Chennan and Bai Mu.The dialogue is pitifully simple, with almost no love words, and the whole process is filled with a business-like atmosphere.Usually the woman asks a lot, have you got off work or what do you want to go out to eat.Song Wan briefly read it, and secretly deleted Bai Mu's WeChat when Ji Chennan wasn't paying attention.

After deleting the contact, I felt a lot of relief in my chest.

Song Wan put the phone back into Ji Chennan's hand: "Okay, okay..."

Ji Chennan: "Are you sure? But just this one chance."

"Yeah." His heart was pounding, beating fast.

Song Wan stopped looking at her phone, pretending that she hadn't done anything before.

Ji Chennan smiled: "Now you can rest assured that I will go out?"

Song Wan quibbled, and her tone added a bit of viciousness: "I've never been worried!"

"I'll be back soon." Ji Chennan continued to laugh, angrily, "However, I think it's better for you to stay on the bed."

He meant something, and Song Wancai jumped out of the quarrel with the man.I remembered that I was only wearing a slightly loose shirt - this shirt still belonged to Ji Chennan - and a pair of underwear.He lowered his head, because of the "frolicking" just now, his neckline was hit hard, revealing a snow-white chest.

"Don't look!" The little boss tugged at the collar with a flushed face.

Ji Chennan whistled gruffly, "It's not like I haven't seen it before." He leaned into his ear maliciously, "Honey, I really like you like this, you're so sexy."

"Rogue!" Song Wanhong was as red as a firecracker, "When did you change my clothes!"

Ji Chennan was very happy: "Oh, this title feels good to me."

Seeing that the little boss was about to be teased again, he stopped a little bit, "Okay, I'm not kidding you. You had a fever again in the early morning, sweated a lot, and your whole body was soaked, so I helped change it."

Song Wan was slightly taken aback.morning?He felt nothing at all.It must be very hard for Ji Chennan to take care of him.

"sorry."

"You are here again."

Ji Chennan showed a helpless expression. Seeing that the little boss was still hanging his head pitifully, he leaned over and picked him up.At first, it was still a little crooked, Song Wan, who was so frightened that she didn't expect it, hurriedly hugged Ji Chennan's neck.

He didn't use the posture of a princess hug, and directly supported the little boss's buttocks. Song Wan's legs had been entwined with him before, so he just took advantage of the situation.

Song Wan was startled and ashamed, this posture reminded him of parents holding a child.

"Put me down quickly."

Ji Chennan carried him all the way into the room and onto the bed.Although Song Wan was thin, he was still a man, a little heavy, and he kept moving when he walked over.Ji Chennan hugged him tightly, and simply fell on the bed together with him.

Song Wan groaned, feeling as if he was going to be crushed.

"This is punishing you for talking like that."

Although he was talking, Ji Chennan controlled the intensity rationally, otherwise he might really overwhelm the little boss.

He flicked Song Wan's forehead, and without waiting to strike back, he got up and quickly wrapped him up with a quilt.

Ji Chennan: "Are you hungry? There is still some time, I can go out and buy something to eat."

Song Wan shook her head.

Ji Chennan: "Okay, then you wait here for my return."

Song Wan nodded obediently.

Ji Chennan got up to leave, and the door closed with a slight sound.

This feeling was completely different from the morning, Song Wanhuan happily turned around, hugged the little yellow man who was swaying by the pillow, and showed a sweet smile.

They drove there, and after a while, they came to the place Tang Ming had mentioned.

At noon, the temperature climbed very high.

Ji Chennan walked along a sunny road, pushed open the door of the coffee bar, and felt the air-conditioning on his face for a moment, feeling moved by being saved by the savior.The man saw Tang Ming sitting in the corner at a glance, walked over with a smile, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"Don't make such an expression." Tang Ming got goosebumps all over his body when he saw him showing a charming smile, "Every time you smile like this, nothing good will happen."

"I'll die if I don't run out?" Seeing that Tang Ming only ordered a glass of water, Ji Chennan hurriedly said, "Just drink this? Order the menu, I'll treat you."

Tang Ming: "This is lemonade for me."

The pride of words seems to be too precious to add the word lemon.

Ji Chennan snorted.

Tang Ming saw that he was really coming, and quickly persuaded him: "Don't tell me, this is enough for me. The drinks in the coffee bar are weird, and the things are so sweet that they are so small that they don't taste good. Don't waste them."

"Really?"

Ji Chennan couldn't help it, his friends didn't care about being polite to him, so he just asked the waiter who came over for a cup of coffee.

"Then what are you doing here? I'll treat you to dinner later."

Tang Ming: "It's close here, and it's still cool... Don't, your food is too expensive, I can't afford it. I was so tired from the last meal."

Shaking his hands incessantly.

Ji Chennan: "You kid, you are more and more good at showing off."

Without further ado, Tang Ming took out a stack of wrapped materials.

"Everything you want is here. I won't introduce it, so as to save some saliva. It's roughly the same as what you said, and the next thing is to add something."

"Okay." Ji Chennan nodded and put away the materials.

"Hmm..." Tang Ming pondered for a while, "There is still a little bit more, I found out that the boss's mother is still alive."

Ji Chennan: "Where is she now?"

Tang Ming: "In other cities, I work as a handyman in an orphanage with meager income and a very poor life. I also put the address in it. You can take a look at it when you have time."

Ji Chennan: "Thank you, you really helped me a lot, brother."

"It's easy to say." Tang Ming joked, "Just don't expose me."

The coffee was served, and it was fragrant. Ji Chennan stood up and took a sip, and said, "I will do it when you grow up."

Tang Ming clicked his tongue twice, glanced at his watch, and still had time to continue joking around.

After he and this friend went to college, there were not many opportunities to quarrel and flirt together. Now he has to seize the time to tease: "It's just you people who drink coffee for enjoyment. Sometimes I'm on night shift, and I drink it all as water. As a result, when I smell it now nausea."

Ji Chennan: "That's because you don't know how to enjoy yourself."

"Yes, I am rough, but you are meticulous." Tang Mingdao, "By the way, why did no one answer your phone call a few days ago? I forgot about it later. Fortunately, I remembered it today."

Ji Chennan put down his cup: "There's something wrong, my family arranged a blind date for me."

Tang Ming kept silent: "Then you..."

Ji Chennan didn't change his face: "Today we have a showdown with her."

"Showdown..." Tang Ming cried out, "You're crazy!"

This is exactly the same as what the little boss said, Ji Chennan couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at!" Tang Ming became impatient. At first he thought it was just for fun, but he didn't expect it to turn out to be worth his whole life. This is very serious.

Ji Chennan: "Song Wan is just like you, jumping in a hurry."

"Song Wan? That person?" Tang Ming wondered.

To be honest, he did look at the legendary little boss with colored eyes, and even secretly thought that he had seduced his good brother astray.

Tang Ming: "You plan not to get married in the future? Have you been with that man all the time?"

If the blind date becomes big, Ji Chennan's reputation will be ruined.

Ji Chennan: "Maybe."

Tang Ming: "What is maybe? Can you have a serious attitude?"

"Mr. Police, don't be so excited." The more nervous Tang Ming was, the wider he laughed, looking bad-faced, "Isn't there some purpose in your place, everything is to serve the people, how can you be prejudiced against Song Wan."

Tang Ming was at a loss for words: "Don't talk nonsense, this is a private matter. I know you, so I just say a few more words. The road is up to you. If you decide, I won't say anything else. But judging by your current attitude, it's ambiguous. .”

Ji Chennan: "No, I've already thought about it."

"Okay then." Tang Ming slumped back on the chair discouraged, "But why, the same reasons as before?"

"He's so cute, why do you always think of people as bad." Ji Chennan said slowly, "Song Wan needs very little, doesn't talk much, lives in fear, and is easily ignored. Maybe I'm more Strange, the less he wants, the more I want to give him everything. The less he talks, the more I want to listen. I hope to meet all his needs and let him slowly live happily stand up."

Tang Ming didn't understand, he was still a little policeman who was busy with work.

Maybe he will understand after falling in love, he thought so.

The innocent Mr. Policeman stammered: "You think you are happy now... as long as you two are happy..."

Ji Chennan: "By the way, Mr. Police Serving the People, can you check my phone for me?"

Tang Ming: "???"

Ji Chennan: "Before I came out, to show my innocence, I showed Song Wan my phone to check. He deleted everything, deleted some important files, and now I can't turn on my phone."

Really stunned, Tang Ming decided to take back the thought that he was almost moved.

This is a fucking lunatic.

"Can't?" Ji Chennan blinked.

Tang Ming: "I'm a policeman! I don't fix cell phones! None of my business!"

Ji Chennan: "Hey, Brother Police..."

Tang Ming: "NND, it's useless to call you Dad!"

It didn't take long from separating from Tang Ming to driving home.

Tang Ming was busy with work, so he didn't have time to stay in the coffee bar and ink with him.After drinking the lemonade, he left in a hurry, and declined Ji Chennan's request to send him back to the police station.

Ji Chennan parked the car in the parking lot.

It was still beautiful outside the arena, and he was sitting in the car with the air-conditioning fully turned on.

Ji Chennan didn't dare to go up, worried that Song Wan would find it tricky.

The moment Ji Chennan untied the folder, who has always been calm, was inevitably overwhelmed by a sudden sense of tension.His breathing became more and more rapid, and his fingertips were full of coolness. It seemed that he was about to spy on an old story, rather than a few white papers printed with black Song typeface.

The jacket folder was completely torn open, and a photo slipped out first.

When Ji Chennan picked it up, the picture was blurry, with green trees in the corners, white walls and iron gates, and an old woman in the middle was sweeping the floor with a broom bent over her back.The hair is half white and half gray, and the profile of the face is very obvious, which makes it easy to distinguish.

This can't be... Ji Chennan suddenly thought.Although time has left vicissitudes on the appearance, the outline of youth can still be vaguely seen.

She is Song Wan's mother.

Ji Chennan recalled seeing Song Wan's childhood photos in the bedroom.At that time, the woman still had long flowing black hair, bright eyes and white teeth, and a gentle and generous smile. She was a beauty.

Time is really merciless, Ji Chennan inevitably sighed.

Guilty left the documents in the car.

Ji Chennan took the elevator up.

There will be no more trembling hands to press the password, and with the sound of a ding, the heavy door opens.

Ji Chennan pushed the door and entered.The apartment was quiet. He didn't know the situation, so he quietly closed the door and tiptoed into the bedroom.

Song Wan was indeed sleeping.

The weather at noon was already very hot, the little boss was wrapped in a quilt and holding the doll, his hair on his forehead was wet and tangled with sweat.

Song Wan didn't know it, she slept very soundly.

Really not knowing what to say, Ji Chennan brushed his hair back with a smile.Close the windows, turn on the air conditioner, adjust to a comfortable temperature, and then exit and close the door.

Thanks to the little boss still sleeping, Ji Chennan hid in the study.

Looking at the past completely again made him both sad and angry, and his chest was heavy, and this gap was just for digestion.

Song Wan woke up in a daze.

The room was dark and the curtains were drawn tightly.

The soft bed bound him like a tree full of vines.

After sleeping for too long, her mind was drowsy, and the surrounding black tone tightly pressed her pupils, making Song Wan lose the ability to judge the time.He looked around blankly, the air floating in the room was slightly cool, but none of the electrical appliances were turned on.

Song Wan got up slowly, and the door next to her opened a small crack, and dazzling yellow light seeped in from there.

The light was like a bait thrown in the deadly swamp, Song Wan was attracted, and the eyes were also ignited with such a cluster of light.He got out of bed, put on his slippers, and walked over there.

The door was pulled open silently.

In an instant, Song Wan seemed to have entered a world of light.

The lights in the living room and kitchen were both on, instantly dispelling the shadow attached to the little boss.

Song Wan looked for the target.

In the kitchen, under the warm yellow light, a tall man with his back turned to him was fiddling with something, and there was steam rising in front of him.Song Wan kept approaching, and gradually, she began to smell the fragrance.

The fragrance of rice, seems to have a bit of oatmeal fragrance, and the sleeping taste buds were opened, and Song Wan felt a little moved, and couldn't help but hugged Ji Chennan from behind.

Ji Chennan was fighting porridge, Song Wan walked lightly and was unprepared, so he was taken aback by the little boss.

"you're awake?"

Song Wan's band was so tight that it was inconvenient for him to turn around, he turned his head desperately and only saw his messy sleeping hair.

The little boss hummed, buried deeply in Ji Chennan's tough back, and took a few sniffs.

Ji Chennan: "It's so itchy."

Song Wan spoke, the words were sticky with the peculiar stickiness of just waking up: "What are you doing?"

Ji Chennan: "Cook porridge."

Song Wan smiled, squinted her eyes, and the heat was pouring on her back: "Can you still cook porridge?"

"Yes." Ji Chennan said, "You underestimate me."

Song Wan reluctantly left Warm An Xin's back, and glanced up: "Why do you keep stirring it with a spoon?"

Ji Chennan: "My mother said, this will make the porridge thicker."

Song Wan praised: "Auntie is really amazing."

"Boss Song, can I cook porridge for you now?" Ji Chennan began to yell at Song Wan, "Cook it right away, go brush your teeth and wash your face. You haven't eaten all day, aren't you hungry?"

It's okay not to mention it, but when Song Wan is mentioned, I feel a glutton growling in my stomach.

"I'm so lucky to be able to eat what you cook for me."

Song Wan had a rare opportunity to tease him, and left as if flying away, fearing that Ji Chennan would catch him back and fight back.

After washing up and coming out with a clear mind, Ji Chennan had already served the porridge.

Oatmeal, yellow, yellow, white and white, is served in a porcelain bowl with a blue and white base, exuding heat and fragrance.Next to the porridge, there are many side dishes served in the same color plate, such as sour radish, sour beans, pickled mustard, shredded kelp, etc.

Song Wan could hardly remember the time when she was treated so carefully and had a meal.

With a sore nose, the little boss was a little at a loss.

Ji Chennan saw him and smiled: "Come here quickly."

Song Wan sighed, wiped her wet hands on her clothes, walked to Ji Chennan and sat down.Looking at the food in front of him, Ji Chennan was empty, and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"You eat first, I'm not in a hurry." Song Wan wanted to say, but was interrupted by Ji Chennan, "Try it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold, let's see how my cooking is."

Song Wan obediently picked up the spoon.

Scoop from the edge, blow it a few times, and eat it in your mouth.

Sure enough, it is very thick, and the aroma of oatmeal and white rice spreads in the mouth, which is very appetizing.

Song Wan ate a few mouthfuls, and the tormenting medicine smell and the bitterness of illness were suppressed together.

Ji Chennan: "Is it delicious?"

Song Wan hummed, but couldn't hold it back, and the final sound trembled a little.

He wanted to cry for nothing, and didn't dare to look at the other person. He closed his eyes and nodded desperately, afraid that he would burst into tears and ruin such a good atmosphere.

"You..."

Ji Chennan didn't say anything, took the spoon from Song Wan's hand, and put some side dishes into the porridge.

"Don't just eat porridge, it will taste bad in your mouth if you eat too much."

He scooped up the spoon, blew it cool and handed it to the little boss.

Song Wan looked at him with red eyes: "I'll be fine..."

Ji Chennan dodged the little boss's obstructive hand, curled his lips, and said deliberately: "You don't know how to eat."

Song Wan could only open her mouth.

The coldness of the porridge fed in is just right, and the side dishes also enhance the taste of the whole bowl of porridge.Swallowing the porridge and crying together, a sweetness of love rose gradually.

A bowl of porridge was almost finished, Ji Chennan saw that it was almost the same, and started talking.

He was afraid that if he said it too early, the little boss would be too angry to eat.It's better to be angry with a full stomach than hungry.

"Well, my mother's suggestion is not bad."

Song Wan nodded in agreement.

His stomach was hot and his mood improved a lot. The little boss finally showed a smile.

Ji Chennan: "My mother often nags, saying that I have eaten more salt than you have eaten."

Song Wan smiled: "This sentence seems to be said by most parents."

"Then will your mother say it?" Ji Chennan seized the opportunity, and the spoon made a crisp sound when it entered the bowl.

Song Wan's face froze.

Ji Chennan held his hand: "...I know where your mother is now, do you want to go and see her?"

Song Wan: "How do you know?"

Ji Chennan: "The Tang Ming I told you about, my friend, is a policeman."

Song Wan realized that all the joy disappeared in an instant.

The past is absolutely untouchable. It is the secret that he desperately wants to erase and lock into an iron box and bury in the eighteenth level of hell.Song Wan once couldn't bear to tell Ji Chennan, and regretted it afterwards—even if the relief brought by the confession is indescribable.But that doesn't mean he can talk about it calmly with men now.

Song Wan spoke sharply: "Are you looking for someone to investigate me?"

Ji Chennan: "It's not that you think so, Song Wan, I didn't mean to offend you."

Holding hands too tightly can't stop my accustomed heart from escaping.

Song Wan pulled back her hand fiercely, and Ji Chennan pressed too hard, causing the little boss's hand to turn red.

"What do you want to know? Have you seen the whole picture? Don't you feel disgusted." Song Wanteng stood up suddenly, and the chair let out a sharp scream.He can't quarrel with Ji Chennan, because his subconscious is causing trouble, and he doesn't want to quarrel with him, "I want to go back to my room, I'm tired."

Ji Chennan hurriedly stopped him, with a rare pleading tone: "Song Wan, don't run away."

Song Wan couldn't stand his gaze.

What this man wanted to do was too shocking, causing faults in the brain, and it was blank, like an old black and white TV rustling without a signal.Does he want me to face up to that period of the past?Accept that past?Song Wan thought, impossible, absolutely impossible.

Song Wan backed away in a daze, and pulled Ji Chennan's hand away.

He fled into the bedroom, which for the moment was the most precious refuge.The little boss slammed the door shut and resisted.

Xiangruan was still in his hand, Ji Chennan stared at it for a while, then suddenly clenched it tightly.

This was expected, he was not surprised, but it was inevitable that he would be sad.

After a while, Ji Chennan stood up and went to knock on the closed door.

Song Wan, who was alone in the room, regained some sanity in a short gap.The anger faded like a tide, and the little boss fell into fatigue and self-blame.He was seized by a deep panic, and began to worry about what Ji Chennan who stayed outside would think.

Will he start to hate himself for being so sensitive? Song Wan was terrified, obviously feeling that the future seemed to be bright, and Ji Chennan also became single.

It was he who messed up, Song Wan knelt down guiltily along the door.

The room was full of shadows, and the little boss didn't dare to turn on the lights, so he couldn't see the way ahead, so he dared to stay behind the door and stay still.

Suddenly, a few knocks on the door caught Song Wan, who was completely in a negative mood, out.He was startled, and stood up abruptly, but because of his high speed, he was momentarily top-heavy.

Feeling sick, the porridge I ate squirmed restlessly in my stomach.

"Song Wan! Song Wan!"

Ji Chennan kept knocking on the door.

Song Wan turned around, put her ear against the door in fear, trying to hear every word Ji Chennan said.He was eager to open the door now, but he felt a little embarrassed.The darkness pressed in from behind, aggressive.

"Song Wan, open the door, let's talk."

Ji Chennan's voice was steady, without anger.

"I apologize to you. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked my friend to investigate without telling you. But I just want to know you better. After knowing that, I often worry that some of my actions will hurt you. I hope to know Everything about you, but you keep silent afterwards. I want to comfort you, care for you, be your pillar and strength, and I want to go on with you forever.”

"Song Wan, can you open the door? Don't lock yourself in the room."

Ji Chennan tried his best to speak in a sincere tone.

The door was unlocked. He knew that Song Wan's strength alone would not be able to suppress it. The man could use brute force to push it open at any time, dragging Song Wan out to face him.