Fatty

The bed under him was soft and spacious, and the mattress and pillows were all styles Ji Jie was familiar with.But for some reason, Ji Jie stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, but couldn't fall asleep.

When he got up for the third time to turn on the automatically shut-off air conditioner, Ji Jie impatiently pressed his forehead against the wall and smashed it with his right hand.

He was restless in his heart, and stared fiercely at the phone that hadn't rang, then sat down on the sofa, pulled out a cigarette from the only computer bag he brought with him like a magic trick, lit it, and held it gracefully between his two fingers .

After igniting but not inhaling, just quietly watching the hot fire circle above.Ji Jie doesn't smoke, but it can calm him down.

After he extinguished the second cigarette, Ji Jie was finally able to lie down and slowly fell asleep.

Insomnia was very uncomfortable, and that sad feeling continued in the dream.

Ji Jie dreams of his childhood.He forgot how old he was at that time, he only knew to stand up to the height of Father Ji's waist.

When Ji Jie was young, he was in poor health and was very prone to illness. Sometimes he woke up suddenly in the middle of the night and coughed violently.

That year, Ji's father's career was not as developed as it would be in the future, he had no money to hire a private doctor, and every time he got sick, he had to ask for leave and take his son to the hospital for an infusion. As time went on, Ji Jie's face became paler and thinner, and he gradually lost weight.Parents inquired about countless folk remedies for Ji Jie, no matter how reluctantly he drank the traditional Chinese medicine, Ji Jie could barely swallow it under the pressure of his parents.

Until one day a doctor casually said to Father Ji:

"If you always have a fever, drink more yogurt, fruit juice, etc. After that, drink milk every morning to strengthen your immunity. Your child is so weak, don't take medicine anymore."

This sentence is undoubtedly a disaster for Ji Jie, he hates drinking milk very much, he would rather eat traditional Chinese medicine than taste the taste of milk.

But Ji's father thinks so, thinking that the reason why Ji Jie has been sick is because of picky eaters.So when he got out of the hospital, he took Ji Jie to the mall and let him choose in front of the fresher.

Ji Jie in the dream couldn't help shaking.To this day he hates the open crisper in the supermarket.That kind of coldness and spaciousness brought boundless despair to a child.

The young Ji Jie shook his head and said no, Ji's father's face was gloomy, he randomly picked two bottles of the most expensive milk, and dragged Ji Jie home.Ji Jie was pulled forward and almost fell down.

In the car, Ji's father opened the milk and poured it into Ji Jie's water cup for him to drink.Ji Jie held the water glass in his hand, warmed the milk, but didn't take a sip.

Father Ji was furious, and when he got home, he brought Ji Jie to the dining table without saying a word, put the water glass in front of him, stared at him, and said in a commanding tone: "Drink."

"..."

"Ji Jie, I'm angry."

"I don't..." Before Ji Jie finished speaking, Ji's father grabbed the back of his neck and forced him to open his mouth and raise his head, and he was almost grabbed by the air.

"Drink." Father Ji's tone was cold, with unconcealable anger in his eyes.

Ji Jie struggled hard.At that time, he couldn't resist his father who was so much stronger than himself, so he could only twist and say stubbornly: "I won't drink..."

"No, no, why can't you say it?!" Ji's father was very angry, grabbed Ji Jie's neck, grabbed the water glass and poured milk into Ji Jie's mouth.Ji Jie raised his head, and the warm liquid flowed down his throat without any hindrance, but the next second, the boy suddenly vomited, bent down with a 'wow' sound, and knelt on the ground trembling.

Ji's mother hurried over and blamed:

"Ji Wencheng, what are you doing?"

At the same time, he hugged Ji Jie in his arms.Ji Jie, who was splashed all over with milk, couldn't stop retching, and at the same time scratched his tongue desperately with his fingers, like a wild cat with a bad stomach, his back arched sharply.

"Uh——" Ji Jie vomited out a lot of things, even undigested pills, and when he finally stopped vomiting, the red eye circles slowly returned to their original appearance.

He didn't even shed a tear.Ji Jie is stubborn by nature and has a strong personality. He never sheds tears because of falls or other reasons when he is conscious, which is completely different from his later younger brother Ji Yuan.

Ji Jie slowly got up from the ground, his breathing was short of breath, his hands were trembling uncontrollably, and his nails were tightly digging into his palms.

Ji's mother looked at Ji Jie worriedly, saw that he was struggling to get up, and wanted to help him, but he avoided him.Ji's mother watched Ji Jie clenched his fists until his complexion turned purple, she was startled and wanted to open his fingers, but found that the child was clenching his teeth while clenching his fists hard, and now his fingers were so stiff that he couldn't open them at all.

In his memory, Ji's mother seemed to be yelling something at Ji's father in a broken state, but Ji Jie hardly remembered anything, and could only barely recall his feelings that were difficult to describe to others.

He didn't get close to his father. Others said that Ji Jie was indifferent and stubborn. Why was there no one? Ask Ji Jie patiently, why?

why?

——Ji Jie felt his body shake, as if someone shook his shoulders, he took a breath and opened his eyes, only to see the originally closed curtains slightly opened, and the non-glare sunlight lazily poured into the room.

"Are you having a nightmare?" The person who came was the boy who kindly helped him pack his schoolbag last night and offered to wake him up. Ji Jie didn't remember his name, and it took him a while to realize that he had already arrived in Beijing.

He wiped the sweat from his brow, feeling so gloomy that he could drip.

Ji Jie found the air conditioner switch in the bedroom, and when he was about to turn it on, he heard Guan Tianren's blocking voice: "I just finished sweating, don't blow the air."

He hurried to Ji Jie's side, ready to take back the remote control, Guan Tianren said: "I'll open the window right away, it's very cool outside..."

"Can you control it?" Ji Jie said suddenly, his voice indifferent, and at the same time raised his right hand to avoid Guan Tianren's grabbing arm, with a beep, the air conditioner turned on.

Guan Tianren took a step back in embarrassment, paused, and said in a low voice, "...I'll go prepare breakfast for you."

After speaking, he left Ji Jie's room in embarrassment.

The cold air sprinkled on Ji Jie's body like raindrops.Ji Jie, whose heartbeat was chaotic due to the dream he hadn't dreamed for a long time, gradually calmed down.

Ji Jie didn't lose his temper with Guan Tianren on purpose, but now, he wanted to be alone.

When Ji Jie went to the bathroom to wash up, he saw that a neat strip of toothpaste had already been squeezed onto his brand new toothbrush, and the cup was also filled with clean water.

In the past, the nanny in the Northeast would also do these things for him. Ji Jie didn't take it too seriously. He just thought that Guan Tianren looked about the same age as him, but he was very careful in taking care of others.

After he finished washing, he saw the breakfast set on the dining table, two bowls of steaming black soybean milk, two palm-sized whole-wheat bread with unknown meat in it, two boiled eggs, two washed A clean apple.

Just like last night's dinner, it was not rich, and it could even be said to be simple, but it made people feel that the people who prepared it were extra careful.