Boss, stay!

The next day, I contacted the funeral home for cremation, because Mr. Ye's nephew, Mr. Ye, was not familiar with this place. Boss Ji took care of all these matters. There was no ceremony, and even the rules were ignored. He just held a box of ashes and buried him in Mr. Xiong Weiyi. next to the tomb.

"Don't you build another grave?"

"No, uncle doesn't like to make publicity, and there is no need to leave room for future generations to speculate. They don't care about the situation. They only hope that there is a world of hell, and they can get together there."

The photo left by Ye Lao was incinerated in front of the tomb. It was a thin sheet, and the flames fluttered and turned into flying ash.

It's a little obsession.

Mr. Ye followed Ji Kangcheng to the B&B, and cleaned up the house where Mr. Ye lived. All the things, but only one book can be kept. He wrote a recommendation and put it in the book, and donated it to the B&B’s bookstore. It is "Adventures in the Physical World ", a popular science book, I hope that those who read this book will encounter strange and wonderful things in the physical world.

Nice metaphor and wish.

Mr. Ye ran around all night and rested in Ye Lao's room. Ji Kangcheng closed the door and came out, top-heavy. Xiaoyuan sneaked up at some point and asked secretly, "Brother Ji, is there any dispute?"

"No." Ji Kangcheng felt dizzy, and he held on to the wall to stabilize himself. He remembered that he hadn't closed his eyes for a day and two nights, and somehow returned to the office. When he woke up, everything was quiet, he turned over, and fell to the ground. He just woke up, turned on the light, and illuminated a lonely room. He looked at his phone with a straight face, and slept from morning to seven in the afternoon on a lunch break bed.

It was still gloomy outside, and the sky seemed to be hanging down.

go home?

Ji Kangcheng drove halfway, and turned to Ling Qiushi's house.

He said he was hungry as soon as he entered the door, Ling Qiu vowed to cook porridge for him patiently, but it was strange that Ji Yinuo ignored him.

Ji Kangcheng spread out on the sofa, beckoning to call Ji Yinuo, Ji Yinuo didn't turn his head back, he thought for a long time, the only thing that offended this kid recently was saying that Xu Chaoming didn't want him anymore, I don't believe he can hold grudges After so long, he threatened: "I'll give you away!"

Ji Yinuo turned around and glared at him, then turned and went into the room.

Kang Qin chased after to coax the children.

Ling Qiu swore hesitantly to speak, but finally said nothing.

The porridge and dishes he ate were all empty, Ling Qiu vowed to clean up the mess, Ji Kangcheng was still dead on the sofa, not conscious of going back at all.

When it was time to go to bed, Ling Qiu vowed to take pity on him seeing him like that, and gave him a sofa for the night.

Ji Kangcheng’s day and night have been turned upside down recently, and the party has almost become his waking time. What’s more, he slept in the daytime today, and now he can only toss and turn, baking sesame seeds on the sofa. He felt cold when he turned on the air conditioner, and felt hot when he turned off the air conditioner. Di Neng went downstairs to run laps, and looked at his phone, it was only two o'clock in the middle of the night.

He sat up in a dark room, wrapped in a quilt and stared at his mobile phone, watching the minutes behind the clock increment by one, until it reached 59, and then returned to zero again, like a wonderful cycle.

After watching for 10 minutes, Ji Kangcheng slowly felt the pain.

Sweat rushed onto his skin as if he had received the command to charge, bringing out the tears and snot hidden in his body.The eyes, nasal cavity, throat, and even the brain all burned together, and Ji Kangcheng felt that he couldn't breathe.

But he dared not make any noise, for fear of waking others up.

The pain came for no reason, just surging, without even the guidance of memory, without the cooperation of imagination, just like a wave raised by a hurricane, overturning his helpless lonely boat.

like an acute illness.

After the intense pain passed, Ji Kangcheng took a breath, and then he thought about the reason for all this - it had been three days since he drove Xu Chaoming out of the house, those who were suppressed by him and hidden in the horns of his body The feeling of being in the corner, finally unwilling to be bored in ambush, they made a rebellion together.

Like the malaria in the past, this attack drained all of Ji Kangcheng's strength. He leaned on the back of the sofa, and only then could he recall what happened, from when Xiang Zhuo called him, to when he argued with Xiang Zhuo confidently, Go to Xiang Zhuo and show him the recording—the recording of the conversation between Xiang Zhuo and Xu Chaoming.

Xu Chaoming was his idol, and he was so familiar with that voice that he told Xiang Zhuo to run away, and to take care of Xiang Zhuo. He was numb and dizzy as if he had been injected with a large amount of anesthetic.

The subsequent denial was instinctive, Xiang Zhuo sneered lightly, and hung up the phone.

He drove back in a daze, and only remembered halfway that he shouldn't have trusted Xiang Zhuo. He and Xu Chaoming had an agreement not to trust others, but to trust each other's explanations.

But the restless ghost in his heart was manipulating him like a sorcerer. Even though he tried his best to restrain himself and comfort himself, he was finally defeated by the demon. Arrived at Xu Chaoming's company.

After telling the date, before he could ask about the business trip, the other party gave him the answer——Xu Chaoming asked for leave during those few days.

Ji Kangcheng recalled that his smirk was trembling when he was polite to the other party. He pretended to be a customer, and that person was still responsible, saying that Xu Chaoming also asked for leave this afternoon. To convey on behalf of.

After hanging up the phone, his palms were sweating.

Like chanting a mantra, saying, you have to ask Xu Chaoming, you have to ask Xu Chaoming, you have to ask Xu Chaoming.

But being close to the hometown is timid, he can't ask any of those questions just by imagining, he is afraid,

Parked the car at the entrance of the community, and stayed there for half an hour, my mind was in a mess, but whenever I thought of Xu Chaoming's suspicious look, I confirmed what Xiang Zhuo said one by one, as if I was in love with Xu Chaoming. However, this self-righteous love affair is not as clear as Xiang Zhuo's.

But he had to ask, because Ji Kangcheng couldn't act as if nothing had happened, he couldn't be full of thorns in his heart, and still spit out a lotus flower, and live with Xu Chaoming so hypocritically.

He has no such skills.

Only Jiu Zhuang was timid. In the canteen at the gate of the community, there was a bottle of Erguotou, and the lid was opened. Ji Kangcheng drank half of the bottle in one go with his neck raised.

With the burning pain going down the esophagus, everything is numb, only the blood that is gritty and wears away the blood vessels, which makes people unable to stop the pain, and the heart that pushes the blood flow is about to jump out of the chest up.

Xu Chaoming gave him an affirmative answer. As Xiang Zhuo said, he lied to himself and shielded Xiang Zhuo. Everything started from the root, starting from the accident that he thought made him and Xu Chaoming perfect. His self-righteousness is his wishful thinking!

What hurt him the most was that Xu Chaoming didn't like him at all among the conclusions drawn from such tracing.

downright.

He thought about it again, trembling all over, fell on the sofa, curled up into a ball.

All I can think of are proofs that Xu Chaoming doesn't love him - Xu Chaoming's unromantic, dull, clumsy and expressive, he doesn't even have the habit of looking at his mobile phone, and he replies concisely to his long-winded WeChat messages...

How is Xu Chaoming doing?Out of guilt?Behind the guilt is covering Xiang Zhuo, what is behind the covering?

It's Xiang Zhuo's brotherhood!

I don't know when I fell asleep, but was woken up by Ling Qiushi, Ji Kangcheng's eyes were heavy and he couldn't open it, only to hear Ling Qiushi nagging: "What's wrong, you don't need to turn on the air conditioner in summer, and you still wrap the quilt so tightly Isn't this sick?" Ling Qiu swore to put his hand on his forehead, and quickly lifted the quilt for him: "You've covered yourself like a stove, let's take your temperature for a while!"

But as soon as the quilt was lifted, Ji Kangcheng felt cold, and pulled the quilt from Ling Qiuyan's hands. Ling Qiuyan was startled, and pressed his chin to his forehead like when he was a child: "Do you really have a fever? Hey, what's wrong?" If this happens, you have to go to the hospital!"