About the ex-boyfriend who came back from the dead

Is this because of what happened just now, did Ji Qingfeng come to apologize for himself?

Mu Zhilan likes this way of making amends, but he is in the hospital now, and the doctor has to come to make rounds in the middle of the night, isn't that bad?

"Qingfeng," Mu Zhilan stretched out his hand to cover the quilt, "Are you on the bed now?"

"En." Ji Qingfeng thought that Mu Zhilan agreed, buried his face in the quilt, and took a deep breath, which only belonged to Mu Zhilan's breath.He is currently living in Mu Zhilan's house, covered with Mu Zhilan's quilt and wearing Mu Zhilan's pajamas.Everything belonged to the person he loved deeply, even himself.

"Then imagine you hug me now." Mu Zhilan put on the Bluetooth headset and lay down in a comfortable position, "Qingfeng, how about singing to lull me to sleep, like we did before."

Only then did Ji Qingfeng remember that when the two of them lived in the rented house, it was the same at night, sleeping together on the single bed.Mu Zhilan's personality is impatient, he is unrestrained and unsteady, and he can't understand the people he meets in society, but he has to suffer.He would always complain to Ji Qingfeng at night about the weird things he met today, and then Ji Qingfeng rubbed his head after complaining, and life had to continue the next day.

Ji Qingfeng was afraid that he would not be able to fall asleep, so he would drag his tired body and hum a song to him.

He is not a talented singer, and his singing is only average.Ji Qingfeng moved bricks all day, and was always so tired that he couldn't even lift his arms. He hummed a song when he was half asleep and half awake, and the lyrics were all broken.

"twinkle Twinkle Little Star....."

Ji Qingfeng sang a familiar song, and the clean nursery rhymes lit up the entire ward.

Mu Zhilan pressed the Bluetooth headset on his ear, as if wishing he could press the sound into his mind.

Ten years ago, they dreamed that one day they could own a sea of ​​stars that belonged to them, shining brightly in this floating world, even if their love was deformed, incorrect, and painful in the eyes of the world.

Ten years later they can still sing the same song and continue to look for a place to live.

Love never dies.

A good night's dream.

Tao Ting woke up before Jiang Zhiqiu. He put on his clothes, took his painting tools, sat by the bed, and sketched Jiang Zhiqiu's appearance.This time he specially brought solid watercolors, just to be able to draw a colorful figure picture.

Especially those eyes, Tao Ting wants to record with his own brush.

He painted very carefully, laid out the colors and rough color blocks, and then outlined the details of the Tao Pavilion based on his own imagination.What he wants to paint is not just Jiang Zhiqiu, but a perfect person based on Jiang Zhiqiu who does not exist in this world.

He was immersed in the painting, completely unaware that Jiang Zhiqiu had got up, put on his pajamas and walked behind him.

"You paint beautifully," Jiang Zhiqiu put his arms around Tao Ting's waist, his body was covered with the smell of paint, mixed with the faint fragrance of coconut on this person's body, the smell was not so pungent.

"It's because you are good-looking," Tao Ting praised Jiang Zhiqiu's appearance without hesitation, "But I can't finish painting today, I will take it home and continue painting."

Then Tao Ting packed up the painting utensils and left without looking back.

This time he left Jiang Zhiqiu alone in the hotel again, and left without explaining anything, and this time he didn't even give him 100 yuan!

Jiang Zhiqiu was so angry that he almost scolded his mother. It had been a long time since he had experienced this kind of frustration from anyone other than his younger brother. What does it mean twice this time? Is it 100 yuan to buy one massage stick and get one free?

Jiang Zhiqiu was so angry that his head hurt, and when he rushed to the hospital, he found that his younger brother was making a video call with Ji Qingfeng.

Mu Zhilan couldn't see Ji Qingfeng's face, so Ji Qingfeng put the phone horizontally and lowered the angle.Now, all Mu Zhilan saw on the screen was Ji Qingfeng's wrist, waist, and hip.

If I knew it earlier, I would have bought a slim-fitting pajamas. The pajamas are too loose, and I can't see clearly.

It would be even better if it was a fruit apron.

Just when Mu Zhilan was dreaming, Jiang Zhiqiu just came in.Seeing my younger brother's beautiful wife in my hands, I was so angry that I wanted to beat him up, but Mu Zhilan wanted to show his affection on purpose, and asked, "Qingfeng, are you tired of cooking?" "Qingfeng, are you tired?" Your wrist is so pretty."

Jiang Zhiqiu looked at this soft-spoken and cautious look with a chill, as if he was not the one who fired 12 shots at his father with Will Rod, but deliberately missed a single bullet.

Mu Zhilan watched the video and almost put his face on it and licked it.Jiang Zhiqiu went over and pulled the person away, "Are you sick in the hospital?"

"What's wrong with me kissing my daughter-in-law?" Mu Zhilan rolled to the other side of the bed with her mobile phone in her arms, "I have a daughter-in-law and you don't, hehe~ My wife cooks for me, but you don't have a wife to cook for you, hehe~"

"Hun me again, your leg is broken!" Jiang Zhiqiu was getting angry because Tao Ting didn't even give him 100 yuan today, but he didn't expect his younger brother to poke his heart. Which pot.

Ji Qingfeng on the other end of the phone also heard the voices of the two brothers arguing. Speaking of which, since he knew that the two were brothers, Ji Qingfeng hadn't talked to Jiang Zhiqiu properly, "Boss Jiang? I made breakfast and I'll send it off later." Come here, do you want to eat together?"

"No need, I'm going to work," Jiang Zhiqiu hurried to the company, "Also, Qingfeng, don't be so cynical, you can call me brother from now on..."

"Fuck you!" Mu Zhilan hurriedly got up and pushed her brother out of the door, then turned back and hugged her own Qingfeng.

He thought that one day, they would be able to overcome the scars of the past and see the sun that would never set.

It's just that Ji Qingfeng didn't know at this time that the man who raised the beer bottle towards him last night secretly took a photo of him around the corner and posted it on a mysterious website.

The man is 35 years old, unmarried, and has never had any love experience.He is not well-educated, but his eyes are high and his hands are low. After graduating from high school, he went to work in Beijing, but he hasn't made a lot of money for so many years.He lives in a 4000-square-meter rental house. Some time ago, he saw a reward on the Internet. As long as he can take a recent photo of this man named "Ji Qingfeng", he can get a reward of [-] yuan from the website.

The man didn't believe it at first, but when he saw that this man named Ji Qingfeng lived not far from his home, he decided to try his luck.I really didn't expect to run into Ji Qingfeng last night.He took the wine bottle to embolden himself, but he didn't expect Ji Qingfeng to catch him with his backhand.In addition, it was at the entrance of the police station, so the man didn't dare to make a fuss, so he could only secretly take a photo of Ji Qingfeng.

He posted it, but he didn't expect someone to private message him soon.

Good guy, when I opened it, the man was dumbfounded. He was actually a senior administrator of the website.

Without further ado, the administrator asked the man to provide his bank card, and remitted the man a bonus of 4000 yuan.Seeing the collection records sent by text messages from his mobile phone, the man rubbed his eyes several times to confirm whether he was dreaming.

"Thank you very much for your work. If you can continue to follow Ji Qingfeng, we can upgrade your website level and invite you to join our party abroad."

The man was still a little worried, wouldn't this be a scam?But I am so poor, and I have to live on the support of my parents every month, what can these people lie to themselves?

"Okay, let me try."

At this time, the website administrator sent another message: "If possible, we hope you can provide a recording of Ji Qingfeng. We are willing to pay 6000 yuan for a recording. If we can get his address, we can contribute 10000 yuan." .”

The asking price is getting higher and higher, and the temptation for men is also getting bigger and bigger.

The man sent an ok emoji, thinking about how he would spend the 4000 yuan from the empty gloves.

Do you want to get a new computer?Or buy a dress?Or take the money to go to the foot massage city in the red light district for a tour?

The icon of the forum flickered, and two overlapping white wings formed the logo of this forum.If you look carefully, you can see that there is a small row of English letters written under the wings. Few people can notice that the word "Uriel" is spelled out by these letters.

Uriel.