After President Pa dressed as an abandoned husband [Transmigration Book]

Ji Tingsen looked at the constantly jumping caller ID, but did not answer.

The knuckles holding the phone turned white. There were very few times when he was so hesitant in the past, and the only few times seemed to be because of Qin Zhen.

This man... he doesn't know how to describe it.

Thinking about it now, those changes in Qin Zhen in the past few months... He thought he was relieved or even rejoiced, but in fact, the other party deliberately left room for him to breathe.

Ji Tingsen is not afraid that Qin Zhen will hurt him, but he is afraid that he is not good enough.

There is also some annoyance, actually with Will in private...more of a kind of soft and warm emotion, at this moment, why can't I understand, Qin Zhen's every move before was thinking about him, thinking about him to heal him.

It's all... hoping to have a future with him.

This kind of cautious and tolerant mood is to think from the standpoint of the other party, how could Ji Tingsen be willing to blame anything.

It took tens of seconds from the time the phone rang to when it was quiet, as patient and stubborn as the person who called.

After less than five seconds of silence, it rang again.

Ji Tingsen picked up the script on the floor, shook it on the table, and then connected.

"Brother Sen, why didn't you answer the phone?" It wasn't an interrogation sentence, with whining complaints and a bit of undisguised concern, as if I could jump out of the phone in the next second.

"I'm reading the script, and the phone is on silent." Ji Tingsen's voice was very steady, without any abnormality.

I still can't help but think of the first encounter. At that time, Qin Zhen seemed to have taken up the four characters of loneliness and loneliness. In less than a year, he really changed a lot for him.

"Mute?" Qin Zhen said while stroking the cat: "Everyone can receive my call, we really have a good understanding..."

He chattered about trivial matters, as if Ji Tingsen had been away for a long time, and he gradually brought him to know his life, such as Xiaojiu sharpening his claws while he was not at the table, why he dreamed of him during his nap, what Working overtime at night, the takeaway sauce is too weak and unappetizing...

Ji Tingsen listened patiently, occasionally answering a few words, until Qin Zhen was satisfied but reluctantly hung up the phone.

The room fell silent again.

It's an unnerving stillness.

When Ji Tingsen came back to his senses, he had already clicked on the photo album specially created for Qin Zhen on his phone.

Flipping through the photos one by one, people also went from flustered to reassured, and then made a decision.

He called Director Zhu who came to see him specially this time, and only said that he had to go back because of urgent matters at home.

In fact, fighting for the role is a serious matter. It doesn't matter if Qin Zhen's matter is late or early. The most sensible arrangement is to have a good communication with the director again to finalize the role thoroughly.

However, when a certain emotional impulse reaches a certain level, it is enough to override reason.

Ji Tingsen wanted to follow his inner choice.

After contacting the director, Ji Tingsen asked Fu Cong to book the latest flight ticket.

At two o'clock in the morning, he was standing outside Will's hotel room.

Ji Tingsen sent Fu Cong back home, and Zhong Yishan was by his side.

Will was shocked when he received a call from Ji Tingsen in the middle of the night.

However, the fright quickly turned into anxiety and shame. He welcomed Ji Tingsen to the study room, and under the cold questioning of the other party: "Mr. Will, you have failed my trust, and I need an explanation."

In Will's impression, Ji Tingsen is a very good-tempered person. In the words of Hua people, he is probably a jade-like person, very cultivated.

However, for such a person, when he puts away his smile, those light-colored eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts.

Will almost subconsciously said: "Mr. Ji, listen to my explanation..."

Ji Tingsen: "It's not an explanation, it's a confession. I hope you can tell everything, otherwise, you who violate professional ethics will not want to know what the punishment for breaking your promise is."

Be prepared, before handing over the secret buried in his heart, he has already grasped the bargaining chip that can restrain the other party, originally thought that it would not be used...

Will stumbled and said in Chinese: "This is what you Chinese people say...first-li-later-soldier?"

The young man sitting on the sofa in a rather elegant and peaceful posture nodded lightly: "Please."

In less than 10 minutes, Will confided everything and added: "That's all, Mr. Qin really loves you..."

Ji Tingsen, who had been tense after hearing Qin Zhen approaching him with self-harm, asked, "What tool did he use?"

Will: "...what?"

Ji Tingsen: "The injury on his arm... the tool he used..."

He looked around at the various ornaments in the study, and finally settled on a metal base, walked over to pick it up: "Is this one...similar?"

Will didn't know what Ji Tingsen was going to do, so he just nodded subconsciously.

Until Ji Tingsen left, he looked at the empty grid: Of course it is no problem to pay for that ornament, and he is not short of money, but what does Mr. Ji want to do with that thing?

On the same day, early in the morning,

The biological clock woke Qin Zhen up at six o'clock on time, and he hugged Xiao Jiu, who was coiled on his abdomen, and got out of bed.

After washing up, get ready to go for a run at the gym.

Halfway down the stairs, I accidentally glanced at the living room, my eyes widened suddenly, and my voice stuttered: "Sen...Brother Sen?"

Is it because of his longing for illness or what, he actually saw Ji Tingsen reading a book on the sofa...

Turning to look outside, it was still dark.

It's winter, a living person was thousands of miles away last night, it must be a hallucination!

Ji Tingsen was facing Qin Zhen's direction, so he couldn't find Qin Zhen immediately.

But something in the dark made him raise his eyes, and he saw the man who was stuck on the stairs as if he had been hit by a hold spell.

He raised his hand and beckoned, "Come here."

Qin Zhen: "...!"

He went downstairs as fast as he could, and grabbed Ji Tingsen's shoulder, which had just stood up. The warm touch in his hand was not a hallucination. : "Brother Sen, are you really back?!"

He looked up and down, and finally fixed on the blue marks in Ji Tingsen's eyes, obviously staying up all night.

Qin Zhen's eyebrows crease suddenly, and he asked, "What happened?"

Ji Tingsen let Qin Zhen scrutinize him, and he scrutinized him too, and said calmly, "I'm fine, I just want to see you as soon as possible."

Qin Zhen: "...!"

In the past, Ji Tingsen spoke and acted steadily, but he has never been so straightforward and gentle.

This kind of tenderness carries a kind of heart-itch-itch and outward emotion that Qin Zhen has been looking forward to for a long time, which is really overwhelming. He pointed to himself and stammered and asked: "You said... ...miss me?"

Ji Tingsen nodded, and pressed the other person's brows just like Qin Zhen once smoothed the creases between his brows, and replied affirmatively: "Yes, I miss you very much, so I came back early, I made breakfast, eat first, eat Let's talk slowly when we're done."

Miss him, so come back.

And made breakfast...

Want to chat later?

Qin Zhen felt like he was stepping on cotton on the soles of his feet, and it was like his soul was lifted into the air and rubbed with warm air. All his IQ was wiped out, and Ji Tingsen allowed him to take him to the restaurant and sit down.

There are not many breakfasts, but at a glance, they are all his favorites, and they are hot and steamy, so it is obvious that the timing is right.

This... has never been so beautiful in a dream.

Ji Tingsen put a fried dumpling on Qin Zhen's plate: "Try it?"

The amber eyes are usually quiet, and only show a bit of brilliance when they are close to each other, but now they are already radiant, not aggressive at all, but beautiful and dazzling.

If Qin Zhen had the usual IQ, he would probably find that Ji Tingsen's face was actually a little paler than usual, not only because of staying up late, but also because of the pain.

What's more, from the beginning to the end, Ji Tingsen's left arm was hanging down.

However, at this moment, he locked his eyes tightly on the person in front of him, and naturally pushed forward: "Brother Sen, can you feed me?"