The hollow is the beginning of the dead season

The residence of Jiuqisheng belongs to a new type of courtyard house.

Nearby is the busiest commercial street in Guangcheng. Walking into his home feels like entering another world.

The building area is 170 square meters, with 4 north, 3 east, and 2 west buildings. The courtyard is paved with shiny pebbles, and pines, cypresses, chrysanthemums and plums are integrated together in a patchwork manner.

The chessboard is placed on a square stone table, and behind the table is a rockery piled with Taihu Lake stones. The water flows from a high place into the koi pond, creating a scene of a fairy house.

Shi Qisheng's 92-year-old mother has a big white cat.

This cat weighs 25 jins and has a snow-white body. Everyone calls it Wei Lian.

Only Ji Chu calls it Fat Orange in his heart, because although it is white all over, it has two bunches of orange dull hairs on the top of its head.

Fat Ju often lay down lazily on the stone platform next to the rockery.

When Ji Chu entered the dead house, the aunts in the family were moving the fat orange.

Xi Lingcheng is a strange person. He takes good care of stray cats, but he doesn't like keeping pets like cats and dogs at home.

So as soon as he came back to this home, the aunts in the family had to put away the fat orange.

Fat orange is lazy and doesn't like people to touch it. Wherever it wants to lie, it can lie down for a day.

If someone moves it, it will stretch out its claws.

At the beginning of the season, he was so rare that he asked the aunts to put it down first, stroke the fur, hold the claws, and rub the dull fur patiently.

Taking advantage of Fat Orange's comfortable eyes half-closed, he picked it up and put it in the cage.

The aunts said gratefully: "You still have a way, we have a lot of work today, it's not cold, and we have to put the fish indoors."

"Come on, Xiao Chen."

The old lady from the ruined family saw the scene with her crutches and asked Ji Chu to come to her.

"Grandma is in good health."

"Okay, here we come." Jiuling Cheng's grandma didn't recognize anyone, except for her own son, she couldn't remember anyone else.

Pointing to the cage with a stick, she said: "This dog and cat are disobedient, lazy and fat, I'm afraid they won't live long."

"No, cats are rarely diligent."

Ji Chu lightly touched Fat Ju's body, Fat Ju flicked his big tail and gave him a white look.

"If you want to give it to you, I don't want it to die." The old man's parents are serious, and the sons and grandchildren are the same, they don't have any smiley faces, and Ling Cheng is a little better, he can be regarded as the superficially gentle type.

"Are you willing?"

"My son brought me back two kittens, which is very rare."

Speaking of what her son gave, the old lady smiled brilliantly.

"Xiao Chen! Xiao Chen!" the old lady called, but no one answered after a long time. After a while, an aunt came over and said to Ji Chu: "I can't remember the name, everyone is called Xiao Chen."

"Same." Ji Chu said, "I'm Xiao Chen too."

The old lady said to her aunt: "Bring my cat food and give it to him. I will give it to this lazy guy."

Auntie was very happy, the big cat with a bad temper finally left, and hurriedly took over the cage,

"I'll get you to the house first, and I'll give you the cat food when you're about to leave."

"Okay." Ji Chu is a little worried, the cat can only be kept in the studio, I hope Yu Bin and the three of them will like it.

After entering the room, Ji Chu realized that all the people who came were family members, and there were no friends outside.

Xi Lingcheng's younger brother and his sister-in-law are looking at each other. Yao Chunyan is dressed plainly today. After seeing Ji Chu, her eyes are gloomy, her mouth keeps a welcoming arc, and she leads him the way as the hostess of the Xi family.

"Come on, Xiao Ji, everyone is here, and your father is here too."

Ji Chu heaved a sigh of relief, but luckily he didn't call him little sister-in-law this time.

He didn't say anything superfluous.

Xi Lingcheng's mother was putting on makeup in the bedroom, and Ji Chu's father Ji Moxi and Xi Qisheng were sitting in the living room, lighting each other's cigarettes to ease the embarrassment.

Ji Chu walked over and called someone, "Dad, Uncle Rotten."

Shi Qisheng asked: "Did Ling Cheng come with you?"

"No, I came from the studio."

Ji Moxi hasn't seen Ji Chu for a month, "Has my son lost weight? Eat more, he must often skip meals and sleep, don't always look at your phone."

"How can you not sleep or eat? You want me to look at your belly like you." Ji Chu was used to talking to his father, and Jiu Qisheng smiled after hearing this:

"Thank you for visiting me when I was in the hospital. I asked you to come today to ask about your remarriage with Ling Sheng."

Yao Chunyan put the tea in front of Ji Chu, and stood by the door like a transparent person, her ears doubled in size.

"We~"

Just as Ji Chu was about to tell, Xi Lingcheng came from behind and held his hand, "We are still discussing."

Xi Lingcheng held it tightly, and Yao Chunyan could clearly hear the creaking sound of being pinched to the bone.

Ji Chu seemed to be competing with him, no matter how hard he tried, he still opened his mouth and said:

"Uncle, we already~"

"Dad, if you have any questions, you can ask me later, you come with me!"

Xi Lingcheng pulled Ji Chu away from the living room, took him to a bedroom in the north, closed the door and ordered:

"Don't tell my parents just yet."

"why?"

"Oh, I see." Ji Chu walked slowly towards the bedroom.

He walked to the desk, picked up the photo on the desk, poked the 10-year-old boy in the photo with his finger, and said with a smile on his face:

"Because you are afraid that others will say that you messed up during the wedding."

It's been a long time since Ling Cheng saw him smiling at himself.

This smile, which he thought he knew a lot about, looked extremely glaring now.

"When did I mess up!"

He walked up to the smiling man with a cold face, and his broad chest was like a solid city wall trapping him inside.

Xiling Cheng hasn't slept well these days, and he agreed to leave, but he still hasn't gotten used to the days without him in his life.

This feeling has not weakened with the passage of time, but has increased day by day.

This made him think about why he agreed to this brat's marriage proposal.

In addition to being annoyed by him, there is another point that he disappeared for a while three years ago.

The person who was always in front of his eyes suddenly disappeared. He still felt clean for the first three days, but he started to make frequent mistakes at work on the fourth day.

Thinking that if he shows up again, he must be beaten up.

As a result, the brat came back like a lost bichon, with gray marks on his white face.

After seeing him, he was haggard and said ferociously: "Listen up, Jiuling Cheng, this is the last time I will propose to you."

Xiling Cheng didn't listen to what he said next, his fists turned into hugs, and he went to get his certificate that day.

After receiving the certificate, he gradually became sober, questioning why he was so impulsive.

no answer...

Seeing him leaning towards him at the beginning of the season, he put his hands in the air:

"Don't get excited, don't worry, I won't say anything bad about you in public, and it has nothing to do with me in the future."

Xi Lingcheng fixed his eyes on him, and said in a deep voice: "I don't want to quarrel with you, there are still 10 days until the wedding date, you can come back to live."

Ji Chu looked disdainful, "I'm not renting a house, why live with you? Save rent?"

"Don't talk to me so recklessly."

Ci Lingcheng put his hand gently on the back of his neck, lowered the volume,

"I can't find something. You put all my items."

"Look slowly, your home is three hundred square meters, not three thousand square meters." Ji Chu pushed him, "Get out of the way!"

Ci Lingcheng wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand, carried him to the single bed behind him, pulled down his T-shirt, and bit his collarbone with his mouth.