Listen to the fire

After Ji Cheng swallowed the last mouthful of instant noodles, he leaned back in the chair contentedly.

"Little elk, do you know? I haven't had this feeling of staying up late at night eating instant noodles for a long time. At this moment, I suddenly remembered the time when I worked overtime in the bureau to search for clues."

Ji Cheng leaned back on the chair, his mind was filled with memories from the past.

"It can be seen that Brother Deng really liked the days of investigating cases." Yi Suone, who was opposite, was still eating instant noodles slowly, smiling and watching Ji Cheng.

"Yes, I liked the time when I worked in the bureau, but this second is not bad."

As soon as Ji Cheng finished saying this, his eyes unconsciously collided with Yi Su's, and that kind of inexplicable gentle and lingering atmosphere came up just like that.

"Cough, this sandwich biscuit is delicious, do you want to try it?" Ji Cheng grabbed the sandwich biscuit in front of him and handed it to Yi Suone.

When nervous, Ji Cheng would always change the subject like this.

"Okay." Yi Suone said, reaching out his hand to take a biscuit from the biscuit box that Ji Cheng handed over.

"Eat slowly first, I'm done eating, and continue to do the math test paper." Ji Cheng said, getting up and collecting the instant noodle boxes and other garbage in front of him into the garbage bag beside him.

When Ji Cheng sat down again to prepare for the questions, he found that a lot of instant noodle soup had been splashed on the math test paper.

"It's over, when this paper is handed in, Lao Xiang can smell the smell of sauerkraut and beef noodles." Ji Cheng grabbed the paper and looked at it, trying to save it with toilet paper, but the marks on it could not be wiped off.

After hearing Ji Cheng's words, Yi Suone suddenly laughed.

"No, little elk, is it so funny?" Ji Cheng spread the test paper in front of him, looked at Yi Suone who was smiling brightly and asked.

"The main reason is that I made up the scene of Lao Xiang swearing at you when he read your paper." Yi Song said with a smile.

When Ji Cheng heard it, he laughed too. Thinking about it, this scene is indeed a bit funny.

The two were talking and laughing. At two o'clock in the morning, they finally finished their homework.

Ji Cheng looked around in the lounge, there is no bed here, the only thing that allows people to rest is the chair.

"Little elk, let's put all the chairs in the lounge together face to face, should we be able to make a small bed?"

Ji Cheng counted the chairs in the lounge, there were no more and no less, exactly ten chairs, five chairs on the left and five chairs on the right, which should be enough for one night.

"Okay." Yi Su moved as soon as he said it, picked up the chair and started to put it together.

Seeing that the little elk was already moving, Ji Cheng also started to make a move. The two quickly assembled ten chairs facing each other to form a small bed.

"Lie down... Try it?" Ji Cheng looked at the small bed made of chairs and asked Yi Suone.

"Wait for me." Yi Suone said, walked to his schoolbag, opened the zipper, and took out a piece of light green cloth from inside.

Ji Cheng looked at the piece of cloth in Yi Su's hand, a little strange: "This is..."

"I originally used this as the background cloth for still life in the art room. We just need a quilt right now. This can at least keep out the wind." Yi Suone said, unfolding the cloth in his hand.

"Okay, little elk, I really have you," Ji Cheng said, and then lay down on the chair, and Yi Suan also lay down with Ji Cheng, and put the background cloth on the two of them .

For some reason, the temperature in places like the funeral parlor is colder than other places. Although it is still September, the night in the funeral parlor is indescribably cold.

Therefore, the cloth of the little elk is really useful.

"Brother Deng, are you cold?" Yi Song turned his face, looked at Ji Cheng and asked.

"It's not cold." Ji Cheng said, and turned his face away.

Because the small bed made of chairs was already a little narrow, the distance between the two of them was very close.

The arms are tightly pressed together, even the distance between the faces is extremely close, even Ji Cheng can clearly see the black eyelashes of the little elk.

"Uh...you...are you cold?" Ji Cheng's chest throbbed restlessly again.

"I'm not cold either." Yi Song responded, and smiled with raised lips.

It's really terrible.

Ji Cheng thought in his heart.

Originally, the distance between the two was so close, and the little elk still smiled so beautifully, he really couldn't stand it anymore.

"When Brother Deng looked at me, I had a special feeling." Yi Suone said, turning his face away and looking at the ceiling.

After hearing Yi Suone's words, Ji Cheng became interested: "What does it feel like? The feeling of heartbeat?"

As soon as he said this, Ji Cheng regretted it again. It was really shameless for him to flirt with the little elk so blatantly.

"No, it feels like we've known each other before." Yi Song looked at the ceiling and murmured.

"Let me tell you, the feeling of déjà vu can actually be equated with the feeling of heartbeat." Ji Cheng stared at the side face of the little elk, and leaned closer to the little elk.

Anyway, I'm already shameless, so if I'm a little shameless, it's not a big problem, right?

Yi Suone suddenly laughed after hearing Ji Cheng's words: "Brother Deng, I'm serious."

"I'm serious too." Ji Cheng had completely lost his face.

"Really?" Yi Suone turned his face away, under the light green quilt, there was a little cold light in those narrow and dark peach blossom eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised a little.

"Kidding."

This time Chang Jicheng turned his face to the ceiling, the little elk's eyes just now seemed to be really serious.

"Brother Deng and I, maybe we have met before?" Yi Suone said again.

"Impossible, as you know, I am not from this world at all, you said we met somewhere before, there is no such possibility at all." Ji Cheng said, closing his eyes: "Okay Come on, take a rest, there are still a lot of things to do tomorrow morning."

Seeing that Ji Cheng had closed his eyes, Yi Song had no choice but to turn his own face away, but he was not asleep, and his black eyes shone faintly under the gloomy light.

Early the next morning, Ji Xin came over, busy with Ji Cheng.

Today, there were only about twenty people who came to see Ji Zhou in the condolence hall. Apart from relatives, there were also some Ji Zhou's poker friends. After the condolences were over, Ji Zhou's body was sent to the cremation room.

Looking at Ji Zhou being pushed into the cremation room, Ji Cheng felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"Ji Cheng, I'm your Uncle Wang, remember?" A fat man approached Ji Cheng.

"Uncle Wang." Ji Cheng glanced at the man in front of him. He has dark circles under his eyes. He should be a person who often stays up late to gamble. There is a high probability that he is Ji Zhou's poker friend.

Uncle Wang nodded, and took out a note from his bag: "Oh, I know it's not appropriate to talk about it today, but come on, I'm afraid I won't be able to find you in the future... That's right, your father told us before Playing cards, I owed me 1000 yuan. There are several other poker friends who owe me about 8000 yuan. Although your father is gone, the money can’t just disappear. You know, we all have families. People, no one's money is blown by the wind..."

Although Ji Cheng could understand what Uncle Wang said, it was just that on such an occasion, saying such words would really make people feel uncomfortable.

"I know, I'll give you the money in a few days, so you can go find me in the old community." Ji Cheng didn't want to listen to Uncle Wang's nagging, so he just said that.

With Ji Cheng's words, Uncle Wang was obviously relieved, and his frowning brows relaxed a little: "With your words, I feel relieved, I'll go first, don't bother me."

After Uncle Wang and Ji Cheng finished talking, they called a few poker players over there and left together.

When he was talking to Ji Cheng just now, those poker players were watching over there.

"It's really ridiculous. Ji Zhou must have never thought that his poker friends didn't come to mourn him, but came to him to pay back the money." Ji Cheng looked at Ji Zhou's poker friends back, and said something a little funny.

"Brother Deng, do you... want to pay them back?" Yi Suone looked at Ji Cheng and asked worriedly.

Ji Cheng nodded: "Of course, it's only natural to pay off debts. Ji Cheng's mother sent me a sum of money. First, pay back the money owed by Ji Zhou. I will talk to Ji Cheng's mother sometime. of."

"That's good." After hearing this, Yi Su was relieved.

When Ji Cheng was talking to Yi Suone, he saw Ji Xin and his husband whispering not far away. His husband looked a little impatient, and finally urged Ji Xin a few words, and Ji Xin walked towards Ji Cheng Come here.

"There must be nothing good." Ji Cheng looked at Ji Xin who was walking towards him, and said in a low voice.

"Chengcheng."

Sure enough, after Ji Xin came over, a smile appeared on her face. Moreover, she used to be called Ji Cheng's name, but now she is called Ji Cheng's nickname.

"Auntie, what's the matter?" Ji Cheng stood up straight, looked at Ji Xin and spoke.

"That's right... The old house you are living in used to be your grandma's. It stands to reason that both your father and I share in this house... It's just that your father left too suddenly, and many things must have happened to you. Said, when your grandma passed away, it was agreed, because Ji Zhou didn't have a house, so this old house is temporarily for you to live in..."

When Ji Xin spoke, his two hands were clasped all the time, a little nervous.

"Then what?" Ji Cheng didn't know what to do, but his tone suddenly became aggressive: "Now that my father is dead, you all want to come and rob the house?"

Ji Xin choked on Ji Cheng's words, and after a few seconds of delay, he continued, "Chengcheng, you know, I didn't mean that, this house was originally owned by both of us..."

"Two families?" Ji Cheng suddenly laughed, and the sense of loss in his heart began to accumulate little by little.

At first, I thought that Ji Cheng's aunt was here to help, but I didn't expect that it was just to talk about the house.

That's right, now that Ji Zhou is gone, it's not just that a child like Ji Cheng can be manipulated by them.

Oh, no, Ji Cheng quickly denied his thoughts, he was not Ji Cheng in the first place, why is he angry now because of these things?

"Chengcheng, your uncle and I are going to do business and we need the money very much. We thought, why don't we sell the old house first and you come to live with us for a year. Anyway, you are going to take the college entrance examination. Wait for you to go to college. University, isn’t that old house also empty?” Ji Xin continued to speak, expressing his thoughts.

"Okay, you can sell it if you want. Anyway, you have to give me the share that should be given to my dad. Besides, I won't live in your house, so that's it." Ji Cheng said, stretching out his hand to hold it. Yi Suone, who was next to him, quickly walked forward.

When passing by Uncle Ji Cheng, Uncle Ji Cheng called Ji Cheng's name, and Ji Cheng walked quickly without even raising his eyelids.