Unbearable

After many years, we meet again.Ji Zhonghan had thought that Feng Qi's disgust would be lethal to him, but he didn't expect that when he really heard it, his heart would feel like being pricked by a needle, and it would throb with pain.

Feng Qi stared at him closely, seeing his face paled by his own words, the gentle smile faded from his mouth, and said coldly: "What's wrong, you want to pretend to be pitiful again?"

Ji Zhonghan lowered his eyes hastily, pushed Feng Qi away from touching his hand, and quickly backed away.

He barely calmed down until he left Feng Qi's breath package.

Feng Qi noticed his avoidance and sneered. He asked softly and ambiguously, "Why do you keep avoiding me? Haven't we even done more intimate things?"

The back of Ji Zhonghan's neck was sweating, and a tingling pain gradually appeared.

"Feng Qi, it's been a long time since what happened back then..."

Feng Qi's complexion changed: "Ji Zhonghan, you remember, from the moment you lied to me, those things will never pass, you owe me this!"

Ji Zhonghan felt that the pain caused by anxiety had reached his temples, and he really didn't have the energy to argue with Feng Qi about the past.

What's more, as Feng Qi said, he did deceive Feng Qi, even if there was a misunderstanding in some matters, but he did something that hurt Feng Qi, which he could not deny.

But Feng Qi also hurt him severely, so that the sequelae of the injury continue to this day.

The right and wrong between them has become like a mess, and no one can sort it out.

With a pale face, Ji Zhonghan almost begged for mercy: "Anyway, there is no chance to meet in the future, so can't you let me go?"

Feng Qi originally wanted to take advantage of the victory to chase after him, but before he could say anything, he found out that something was wrong with Ji Zhonghan: "What's wrong with your neck?"

Ji Zhonghan probably knows what's going on on his neck now, there should be a large area of ​​erythema, which happens every time he gets nervous, and it's not something to be surprised about.

Feng Qi asked, "There were peanuts in the cake just now, did you eat them?"

cake?Ji Zhonghan remembered that the editor-in-chief of the magazine invited everyone to afternoon tea, which contained cakes.

But he didn't eat any cake at all, because he had no appetite, let alone a mood.

He didn't refute immediately, but caused a misunderstanding.Feng Qi grabbed his wrist and dragged him out: "You fucking don't know what to eat or not to eat? Did you bring allergy medicine? Do you have any on your woman?!"

It is clear that just now he looked like he was going to eat him alive, but now he seems to care about him very much.

Does Feng Qi know how contradictory and ridiculous he is now?

Ji Zhonghan shook off Feng Qi's hand, Feng Qi turned his head to look at him, and said with a sullen face, "Don't make fun of your health."

Who would make fun of his own body, Ji Zhonghan didn't know how much he would cherish his life.

"I didn't eat the cake." Ji Zhonghan denied.

He knew why Feng Qi was so nervous now. Once he was allergic to the biscuits made by Feng Qi and was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Ji Zhonghan always remembered that when he opened his mouth on the hospital bed, Feng Qi's face was swollen from crying, and he leaned over to see him with extreme worry.

At that time, Feng Qi loved to cry unexpectedly.

Obviously after entering high school, his height has grown rapidly.But when the emotions get high, I still can't help but get red eyes.

I was forced to turn red a few times, all because of Ji Zhonghan.

On weekdays, if Ji Zhonghan had conflicts with Feng Qi, Feng Qi's eyelids would turn red faster than his anger.

Often, Feng Qi would say to Ji Zhonghan with red eyes, gnashing his teeth, "Don't rely on me to care about you, just be so angry at me!"

Ji Zhonghan was very good at cold wars at that time, but such things as cold wars are only useful to a person who cares about you.

Ever since he was admitted to the hospital due to allergies, Feng Qi had recorded all his allergens, and he was more cautious than him when checking for allergies on a daily basis.

It used to be Feng Qi's instinct to take care of him.

But at this moment, Ji Zhonghan knew that Feng Qi's nervousness was just the work of his instincts, and he couldn't take it seriously.

Ji Zhonghan gently wiped the sweat off his neck with his hands: "I don't eat outside. Also, Xu Wei is not my woman, she is my manager and my best friend, I hope you can treat her Be respectful, don't single out your woman."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Zhonghan felt that he had said a lot of nonsense.

Feng Qi didn't intend to respect him, so how could he respect the people he cared about.

Sure enough, the tension on Feng Qi's face faded, and he resurfaced mockingly: "Best friend? I used to be the same?"

Ji Zhonghan became vigilant subconsciously, he always felt that as long as Feng Qi mentioned the past, nothing good would happen.

The phone vibrated in his pocket, Ji Zhonghan took it out and saw that it was Xu Wei calling him.

Feng Qi has excellent eyesight, and he can see clearly at a glance: "Pick up, your best friend is calling."

For some reason, Feng Qi bit the word "best friend" very hard.

If the voice had substance, then these five characters would have been ground to pieces by Feng Qi's teeth.

Ji Zhonghan picked up the phone with no expression on his face. Unlike Feng Qi's voice when he was talking, his voice was obviously much softer now: "I'm smoking here in the small garden, and I'll be back in a while."

"Well, I see, I will take Xiao Zhao's car."

"Don't worry, I will stay at home obediently and not drink."

As he was talking, Ji Zhonghan felt that Feng Qi's gaze on him was getting deeper and heavier, he couldn't help but turned sideways, and took a few steps to the side, not really wanting to continue in front of Feng Qi called.

But when Xu Wei told him, she often talked for a long time. When it came to all aspects, she was afraid that if she didn't pay attention, Ji Zhonghan would ruin her body again.

In the early years, Ji Zhonghan's work and rest were disordered, and his meals were irregular, which was forcibly corrected by Xu Wei's phone calls and door-to-door visits again and again.

In fact, Xu Wei's overly strong personality may feel a little stressful to ordinary people.

But for someone like Ji Zhonghan who is used to being disciplined, he accepts it well.

If someone watches him, he will correct it obediently. If no one cares about him, he will gradually return to his previous bad habits, and he will not take his body seriously.

He wanted to end the call early, and no one could continue talking freely if Feng Qi stared at him like this.

Xu Wei is about to rush to the next shoot, and Ji Zhonghan is not the only one in her hands, but Ji Zhonghan is indeed the one she worries about the most and also the one she likes the most.

She felt that Ji Zhonghan's voice was a bit uncomfortable, and immediately realized something was wrong: "Why are you stammering, is there someone beside you?"

Soon, Xu Wei knew who was next to Ji Zhonghan.

She heard Ji Zhonghan exclaim with a little pain in his voice.

Before she could anxiously ask what happened, she heard Rio's voice coming from Ji Zhonghan's call.

The man's voice was distorted by the electromagnetic current, but it was so clear.

So much so that the next words struck Xu Wei like thunderbolts.

"You said she is your best friend, so can it be your woman?"

"Ji Zhonghan, don't you like sleeping with your best friend the most?"

"But if she sees you on my bed, she probably won't be interested in you."

The voice approached, and Rio's voice was completely close to the microphone, and he said to her with a smile: "Do you think so, Miss Xu."