Ji Da's husband's diary

Tuesday, December 12, cloudy

The snow on the side of the road has not yet melted. I heard that it will continue to snow tomorrow. The weather forecast says that we can have a white Christmas this year, but my first reaction is—it’s so cold.

In retrospect, last week seems to be a very muddled time for the big brand, maybe it was also affected by the cold weather?Obviously intending to invite him home for dinner, but in the end, he went out for a long time and still didn't have a chance to say it, alas...

Fortunately, I have found a better date place, ahahahaha——

Ps. The past two days have been really nourishing, he always brings delicious food for me to eat "alone"!

Ps and Ps. I don’t know why there is no wine in the wine cabinet. Could it be that I have been drinking to relieve my sorrows last week?Find a chance to extort a few more bottles...

Today's status:

Physical Index★★★

Mood Index★★★★

Although there were some ups and downs in the mood, it was still a good day overall.Looking forward to Christmas Eve!Where did my thickest sweater go?

—————————— Even Su closes the diary and drops the dividing line—————————

Jing Mingrui was panting softly while sitting on the sofa.

Sweat flowed down his wet forehead into his eyes, but he didn't even have the strength to reach out and rub his eyes.

"Even if you have a soul-inducing physique, you are too reluctant to do this." Qiu Yueren fiddled with the gray beads in his palm, and looked at Jing Mingrui with some disapproval. What can be caused by the host is much stronger."

Ah Quan tugged at his sleeve and said in a low voice, "You know, my brother..."

"Don't bother me, it's not all because you opened my medicinal wine bottle!" Qiu Yue shook his hand in extreme dissatisfaction.

Ah Quan immediately retreated to the corner with tears in his eyes.

"Medicinal wine?" Jing Mingrui changed the subject weakly, "You originally planned to use this grieving ghost as medicine?"

Qiu Yueren flicked the gray beads on the table like glass marbles: "Yes, there are not many complaining ghosts with more than 500 years of spiritual power. Although the actual death time of this ghost is only more than 100 years, but generally The effect is about the same…”

"Yueren, are you going to use it as poison?" Ah Quan couldn't help asking curiously.

"Yeah, it's used to poison you to death." Qiu Yueren glanced at him lightly.

Ah Quan wanted to bite off his tongue, and quietly moved from one side of the corner to the other, using Jing Mingrui to block Qiu Yueren's sight.

Jing Mingrui raised his eyebrows.

"Don't worry, just for your sake, I won't kill him so early." Qiu Yue raised the corners of his lips.

Woooooo... Pleasant to him, he really values ​​his brother even more!Ah Quan bit his sleeve and wept.

With a flick by Qiu Yueren, the gray beads swished across the surface of the coffee table and rolled towards the kitchen.

"Go pick it up."

Although there was no subject in this sentence, Ah Quan immediately understood Qiu Yueren's will and ran towards the kitchen.

"You know there is something wrong with my eyes." Qiu Yueren said in a low voice.

Jing Mingrui nodded.He knew that Qiu Yueren's eyesight was not very good, but it was because of Ah Quan that she could hardly see anything like now.

"Using more than 500 years of resentful ghosts to make wine may have a chance of curing [-]%. Alas...it's a pity..."

"Is this not available now? Is it because of me?"

Qiu Yueren shook his head: "It's not your problem. The resentment of this grieving ghost is not strong in the first place. It may be formed by absorbing the nearby grieving ghosts after the death of a person with spiritual power. It can only barely be used as medicine. But it was attached before. There is too much admiration concentrated on the body, so now the rest of the hostility has been resolved."

Jing Mingrui smiled wryly, there are indeed countless people who admire Ji Kongqing, just those fanatical movie fans are as numerous as a cow's hair... This grieving ghost is smart enough to find him to possess him.

"Then it's useless now?" No wonder he wanted to push A Quan away, Jing Mingrui looked up and saw A Quan was chasing the beads running around in the kitchen.If I let him know that what I lost was medicine for Qiu Yueren's eyes...

Jing Mingrui felt cold, he didn't want to see his younger brother run away again.

"It's hopeless to make medicine. But it can't be called a grieving ghost now..." Qiu Yue touched her chin, "Why don't you be a ghost messenger for you!"

Jing Mingrui was startled: "I don't need this kind of thing."

"Really don't want it?" Qiu Yueren suddenly turned into a door-to-door salesman, smiling and enumerating the top ten benefits of owning a ghost, "... In short, ghosts are non-toxic and pollution-free, energy-saving and energy-saving. There is an extra layer of protection around the guardian, and it can also be used as eyeliner..."

"Are you sure this thing won't be discovered?" Jing Mingrui asked through gritted teeth.

"Of course not. A ghost who can penetrate any entity is simply safer than an invisible person! How can there be so many people who can see ghosts?" Qiu Yueren knew that he was already moved, and immediately added fuel to the fire. Chai, "I can also plant a celestial eye talisman on Guichai's eyes for free, and you can share its sight at any time!"

"I want it!" The deal was finalized.

"Thank you for your patronage, 12." Qiu Yueren smiled happily, "For my own sake, I'll take the odds off, 12, thank you!"

"..."

Ji Kongqing took out two beautifully printed small envelopes from his pocket.

This was just received this morning, and the kraft paper bag contained only two VIP tickets for the Lan Hom concert on Christmas Eve and an introduction booklet, just like her previous letters.

What should I say next?

Wouldn't it be nice to ask a singer to go to someone else's concert?

But it was the goddess' concert...

But because of this, will he feel that I look down on him?In fact, his songs are really nice, and I like them the most!

Or is it to take him to meet various great gods in the music world?Anyway, there will be a celebration reception after the end.If he wants to hold a concert in the future, he also needs to establish a good relationship with those accompanists, backstage production staff, etc., right?

Most of all, how wonderful it sounds to spend Christmas Eve together!

In an instant, Ji Kongqing's mind was filled with pink bubbles...

"Brother, are you cold?" His eyes were full of concern.

"It's okay, it's just that your fingers are frozen." In a nonchalant tone.

"If... if senior brother doesn't mind, please put your hands in my clothes and let me warm you with my broad chest!" A pair of warm hands took his cold hands...

warm you?warm you?warm you?

……

"Senior brother? Senior brother?"

"Ahhh-"

Jing Mingrui quickly reached out to copy and grabbed the envelopes before they fell to the ground.He looked at Ji Kongqing's stunned expression, smiled and rubbed his hair: "Senior brother, you really like to be in a daze!"

Ji Kongqing's face was quickly stained with a thin layer of red.The person in front of him had just come out of the shower, and was wrapped tightly in a white bathrobe. Although he couldn't see what he was inside, it showed [-]% of the contours of his body.

Ming Rui's figure is really good, Ji Kongqing swallowed secretly.

"Sorry for keeping senior brother waiting for so long. Today's hair is covered with sawdust, and I really can't go out until I come back and wash it well." Jing Mingrui smiled apologetically, "Senior brother couldn't wash it clean on the set, either? How about you wash up too? Then we'll go."

"Oh—good!" Ji Kongqing felt that it was not as simple as dry mouth after watching it, so he immediately nodded and rushed to the bathroom.

"The towels and bathrobes on the low cabinet are all new." Jing Mingrui reminded behind him.

Goddess concert tickets?

Jing Mingrui frowned and looked at the things in his hand.If I remember correctly, there was an affair between Ji Kongqing and the goddess in a gossip magazine with a small circulation four years ago.Although the rumors were quickly silenced, he still clearly remembered the expression of the goddess on the cover photo.

It's good to go and observe, Jing Mingrui pursed his lips.

Is it Christmas Eve?

It wasn't until the washing was almost finished that Ji Kongqing suddenly remembered that he seemed to have left the concert tickets outside.

Too bad, it's still in Mingrui's hands!

He hurriedly wrapped up his bathrobe and walked out, only to find that Jing Mingrui was not in the living room, and the concert tickets had been folded and placed on the coffee table.

Did he even open it?

Speaking of it, although the living room still looks the same style, why does it seem that all the furnishings are a little different?

"Blow dry your hair before leaving?" Jing Mingrui had already changed his clothes and walked over with a hair dryer in his hand.

The bathrobe Ji Kongqing put on in a hurry was not fastened, and a large piece of slightly wet chest was exposed.Jing Mingrui's eyes darkened, he should not be wearing anything underneath...

No, not yet.

He found an outlet next to the sofa to connect the hair dryer to the power supply, sat on the armrest of the sofa, and fixed Ji Kongqing who was sitting on the sofa in front of him with one hand: "It's too cold outside, it's easy to catch cold when you go out with wet hair."

He turned on the hair dryer.

With Jing Mingrui's fingers piercing her hair roots, Ji Kongqing felt her scalp go numb.He froze on the sofa motionless, letting Jing Mingrui play with his hair.

"It's too hot, you have to remind me." Jing Mingrui grabbed Ji Kongqing's soft hair, "Is it too close, brother's ears are red?"

Feeling two fingers pinch her earlobe lightly, as if to test the temperature above, Ji Kongqing was glad that Jing Mingrui didn't turn to look at his face, now the temperature on his face is enough to fry an egg directly.

"Brother is also a fan of the goddess?" Jing Mingrui asked casually.

Did you see it?Ji Kongqing took a deep breath, then send out the invitation directly!

"It's not so much a fan, but a friend. I don't really listen to music... Ah, but your songs are really good." Ji Kongqing immediately added.

"My song?" Jing Mingrui's tone rose slightly, as if he was very happy, "Brother has heard my song? I'm so flattered."

Not only have I heard it, I have listened to it hundreds of times, and it also accompany me to sleep every day!

"The goddess sent me tickets for the weekend concert. I wonder if you are interested in joining us?"

"Weekends? Brother, do you mean Christmas Eve?" Jing Mingrui's voice was a bit perplexed, "That should be spent with family..."

"Ah? Is it Christmas Eve? I don't care much about foreigners' festivals, hahahaha..." Ji Kongqing explained with a dry smile, "That's right, Mingrui's family members are not in City S, right? How about flying back to reunite with your family? Haha... I'm just asking casually, but I really don't have much interest in listening to music, I just don't want to disappoint my friends..."

He spurned himself from the bottom of his heart, hell, you can still say that you don't know the words "Christmas Eve Concert" in such a big size on the envelope!

"That's really bad!" Jing Mingrui sighed, "I have no plan to go home. I originally planned to invite my senior brother to come back for a drink all night, but I was afraid that my senior brother might not have time due to an announcement. Now I know that my senior brother is free that day, and there is Tickets for a live concert of my idol for many years—Goddess—… Alas, it’s a pity that senior brother isn’t interested, so I won’t force it.”

"Then let's go together!" Although he felt a little uncomfortable hearing that Jing Mingrui had other idols, Ji Kongqing immediately turned around and grabbed Jing Mingrui's hand to renew the invitation.

Forced to look away from his involuntary gaze on Ji Kongqing's chest, Jing Mingrui smiled and said, "Okay!"

"Okay, it's already dried." Jing Mingrui turned off the hair dryer, "Put on some clothes, and I'll take you to eat the delicious food I found recently."

Ji Kongqing's eyes sparkled with a smile: "Hmm! What do you eat?"

"Stone Pot Bullfrog, as long as you like it!"

Jing Mingrui watched Ji Kongqing walk into the bathroom, carefully wrapped the few strands of hair wrapped around his fingers and put them in a drawer.

I hope Qiu Yueren's things don't disappoint...