The tablemate I have a crush on is a paranoid

Ji Shixuan quietly listened to Zhang Feiran's question and did not answer. His light-colored thin lips were slightly pursed into a straight and tight line. After a moment of silence, he asked, "You know what he can't hear?" ?"

who?Who can't hear?

Zhang Feiran was at a loss for a moment, and then immediately reacted, he pointed to the upstairs, then pointed to his ear, and asked him half-believingly, "Are you sure?"

Ji Shixuan didn't want to be sure, "I broke that vase, but he didn't respond."

Now even Zhang Feiran was silent, he clenched his fists, and before he could think of anything to say, Ji Shixuan said: "Before I wanted to wait for him to tell me how he had been in the past eight years, but now I don't want to, I want to know what happened back then, didn’t you have an uncle who worked in the criminal police team? Help me find out, how could a living person disappear out of thin air for eight years.”

Zhang Feiran nodded. Not long after the two had finished talking, footsteps were heard upstairs. It was Xia Songyue who came down. At the same time, the doorbell rang, and Xia Songyue went straight down the stairs Go past the two to open the door.

Zhang Feiran stared at the little tie tied behind his head, and suddenly felt emotional, "Hey, Ah Yu, do you feel that your sweetheart looks good again?"

In the past, if Zhang Feiran saw a man in the street, he might laugh at it, because my wife, after all, in the eyes of a straight man, a man should be more masculine and a woman should be gentler, but Xia Songyue is a Except, his facial features are good-looking and exquisite, but they are not the kind of feminine beauty. Even if he is tied with a little thong, he still looks like a beautiful man. In addition, his bones are cold and bland. In other words, it is A and beautiful, but girls like it.

Ji Shixuan didn't think so much, because Xia Songyue has always been very good-looking in his eyes, but Zhang Feiran's address for Xia Songyue was very pleasing to him, and he responded with a rare, "Yes."

It's just that his joy didn't last long, because as soon as the door opened, he saw the girl who was as beautiful as a doll he had seen in Xia Songyue's apartment before throwing herself into Xia Songyue's arms, holding her arms like no one else. She smiled sweetly while holding his arm, and pulled a very conspicuous suitcase behind her.

Because Ji Shixuan had met Di Liya before, her face was slightly ugly, and she didn't show too much emotion on her face, and Zhang Feiran never expected that a girl who was so close to Xia Songyue would suddenly appear , and immediately opened his mouth wide out of control, and turned his head stiffly to look at Ji Shixuan, "Who is she?"

Ji Shixuan's jawline was tense, as if he wanted to do something but held back, he looked away and replied in a low voice, "I don't know."

Because Xia Songyue decided to take care of Ji Shixuan himself on a temporary basis, he was worried that the girl Dilia would live in the apartment alone, so he asked her to move here as well, anyway, it only took a few days.Dilia is very happy, because this house is bigger than that apartment, and it is very close to Xue Xiaoli's work place, and more importantly, there is Xia Songyue here.

When she was in the UK, Dilia loved to cling to Xia Songyue, and she would open her mouth when she liked, and she was young, so Xia Songyue didn't take the love that popped out of her mouth to heart, so she naturally fell in love with her. He didn't correct some of her petty movements. After all, in his eyes, Dilia was just a child. After leading the people in, Xia Songyue helped her carry the suitcase to the guest room on the second floor.

Dilia was not afraid of strangers, she greeted Zhang Feiran and Ji Shixuan graciously, introduced herself briefly, and then sat on the sofa calmly drinking the juice Xia Songyue gave her.

Ji Shixuan had nothing to say to her, so he just sat quietly on one side, but Zhang Feiran's mind became more active. Before Xia Songyue went downstairs, he walked up to Dilia and asked with a warm smile. She said, "Hello, little sister, what is your relationship with Xia Songyue?"

Dilia didn't have so many twists and turns, and Xia Songyue didn't tell her about him and Ji Shixuan before, and she also agreed with her father that she would marry Xia Songyue, although her father didn't She agreed but didn't object, anyway, in her eyes, if she didn't object, she agreed, so she immediately told Zhang Feiran, "I'm Song's fiancée."

Unmarried what wife what?

Zhang Feiran froze as if struck by lightning. He really didn't have the courage to look at Ji Shixuan, whose expression was already extremely ugly. Just when he thought Ji Shixuan was about to lose his temper, he saw him pushing the wheelchair into the room without saying a word. In the elevator, the back looks lonely and pitiful, which inexplicably makes people feel distressed.

Xia Songyue is putting on a quilt on the second floor, because she didn't plan to live here before, so Aunt Liu just tidied up a guest room, and he let Dilia live in it, so now she has to tidy up a new one, but it's not good for her. For Mr. Xia, who is not good at housework by nature, it is really difficult, especially for the quilt. The quilt core is the quilt core, and the quilt is the quilt sheet. Once combined, it is all messed up. He tried several methods. He didn't get it in, or he just went in. Wrinkled and ugly, he squeezed the corner of the quilt with both hands, his good-looking brows were slightly frowned, and his indifferent and beautiful face seemed to be a little more angry because of distress. It looks a lot more alive.

Ji Shixuan stood at the door and watched for a while, then pushed the wheelchair in and pulled his thin white wrist from behind.

Suddenly, someone stretched out a hand from behind. Xia Songyue was taken aback. She instinctively threw it away and retreated to the side. Then she saw Ji Shixuan who was almost thrown off the wheelchair by him. He frowned. Pursing his lips, watching Ji Shixuan hold on to the armrest of the wheelchair to stabilize his body, his clear and light-colored eyes cooled slightly, and he said, "Don't touch me casually."

These words were somewhat hurtful. Hearing this, Ji Shixuan's slender and cold fingers froze slightly, but he still raised his head meekly and said to him, "I see."

This kind of reaction was very strange, Xia Songyue couldn't figure out his thoughts, she took two steps aside with her hands behind her back, opened some distance and asked him, "Is there something wrong?"

"Nothing special." Ji Shixuan looked at him with focused and serious eyes, "I see that you can't make sheets, so I want to help."

When he spoke, he would raise his head and stare quietly at Xia Songyue with a pair of black eyes, so Xia Songyue could easily tell what he said from his mouth shape, shook his head slightly, and he said coldly Rejected: "No need, wait until Aunt Liu comes over tonight."

After all, he didn't look at Ji Shixuan's expression, turned around and left the guest room. Ji Shixuan was silent for a while, and then reached out to fix the quilt and sheet that Xia Songyue had left behind.

When Aunt Liu came over to cook at night, Xia Songyue asked her to help change the sheets in the guest room. Aunt Liu went up to look and then came down to tell him that it was done. Ji Shixuan didn't say anything.Seeing this, Zhang Feiran proposed that he also move in to live with him. Originally, Xia Songyue asked him to help Ji Shixuan take a bath, so she didn't object, so Aunt Liu went up to help tidy up another guest room.

After dinner, Xia Songyue had to go upstairs to answer the video call from Vincent. Dilia couldn't sit still because she was too young, so she ran out to play soon. Ji Shixuan went to the kitchen to cut fruit plates. He is very tall. He is not too tall to sit in a wheelchair, so there is no difficulty. He took a few fruits that Xia Songyue likes to eat, peeled the oranges, picked out the seeds one by one and cut them into small pieces, and removed the heads of strawberries. , peeling and removing the seeds from the grapes, just when he wanted to remove the seeds of the dragon fruit, Zhang Feiran, who was standing at the door of the kitchen and gnawed on an apple with the skin on, couldn't help it, "Hey, I said you are almost ready, after all Are you taking care of him or is he taking care of you? As for this, he is not a child anymore. "

Ji Shixuan continued to dig the seeds of dragon fruit with his head down, and said seriously: "He doesn't like to eat sesame seeds, he thinks the seeds of dragon fruit are very similar to sesame seeds, so he has to spit it out every time he eats it, but he is lazy, so he just stopped eating it in the end. "

Zhang Feiran's teeth were sore when he heard this, and after taking a big bite of the apple, his mouth gradually became bitter. When he lowered his head, he saw that one piece of the apple in his hand was broken, so he handed the apple over and said to Ji Shixuan : "Excuse me, help me dig this broken piece, thank you."

Ji Shixuan turned sideways to him without raising his head, his thin lips moved slightly, and refused, "You can just eat it, just bite off the broken ones and just spit them out."

Zhang Feiran's eyes were about to burst into flames when he heard that, "Fuck, can you double-mark a little more?"

I gnaw on a rotten apple with the skin on, you sweetheart, little white-eyed wolf, you have to remove the dragon fruit seeds one by one.

Ji Shixuan finished the fruit, ignored Zhang Feiran who was still jumping in anger, pushed the wheelchair and took the elevator up to the second floor.

Xia Songyue was still making a video call. His notebook was placed on the desk by the window. He was sitting on the computer chair in front of the desk.

Ji Shixuan waited quietly at the door with a glass bowl containing fruit, listening to Xia Songyue talking to Van Scot and Motoc in extremely standard London accent English, listening to them chatting about some art-related matters, From time to time, some professional names and terms popped up, and Xia Songyue seemed to show emotions other than indifference, concentration, obsession, and sometimes he would change the subject powerlessly in the face of Van Schauer's teasing, Ji Shixuan heard He was very serious, especially every word Xia Songyue said, even if it was just a single word, he didn't want to miss it, as if he wanted to touch from these sporadic conversations that he had never participated in the eight years when Xia Songyue left. of his life and world.

[The author has something to say]: Zhang Feiran: China is well-known with double standards, you can, Ji Shixuan!