Unbearable

Ji Zhonghan turned his head slowly, and saw Feng Qi with a serious face, condemning Lin Rui's behavior with his eyes.

He suddenly felt that Feng Qi was a person who couldn't fall in love.

Feng Qi can make trouble and be fierce, but he won't show him what he has done silently.

I used to come abroad to look for him, and I came all the way, but I flinched outside the ring shop and left alone.

If he hadn't discovered that the ring was wrong first, Feng Qi would have kept it a secret for the rest of his life.

If love is an exam, then Feng Qi is the kind of student who obviously works so hard to do this exam paper, so hard that people feel distressed, but still gets a zero score.

Seeing Ji Zhonghan's gaze, Feng Qi looked away, and explained: "I designed it, but the furniture company sent someone to install it."

Ji Zhonghan returned to the sofa and sat down.He touched the soft and fluffy quilt after washing: "It feels very comfortable."

Lin Rui came over, glanced at the bed, and at Feng Qi's face: "So do you like it?"

Ji Zhonghan hummed, he didn't look at Feng Qi, and didn't say whether he wanted to stay and sleep.

After all, Lin Rui didn't know about his illness, and he didn't intend to tell the outside world.

Lin Rui rolled his eyes, and said wisely: "Then I'll go to bed first, good night, Boss Ji."

After speaking, Lin Rui ran away with oil on his feet, and closed the door for them by the way.

Feng Qi stood at the door: "Lin Rui is gone."

Ji Zhonghan turned his face: "I know."

Feng Qi crossed his arms: "So you don't have to force yourself anymore, just pretend you like it."

Ji Zhonghan was stunned for a moment, Feng Qi came over, not close to Ji Zhonghan, but a few steps away from Ji Zhonghan, bent down to fold the quilt on the bed, opened the wardrobe, and put the quilt and pillows in it.

Ji Zhonghan has every reason to believe that if he was not still sitting on this bed, Feng Qi might have put away all the sheets.

Just said that, he was the one who turned this sofa into a seal and was doing useless work.But it was because he didn't know that Feng Qi put so much thought into this sofa.

Now that I have realized it, I feel that it is normal for Feng Qi to have such a reaction.

If he worked so hard to prepare everything and was completely denied by the other party, that feeling must be very uncomfortable.

Feng Qi closed the closet, turned around, and was about to say that he was sleepy too, when he asked Ji Zhonghan to go back, he heard Ji Zhonghan say, "I'll go back and get some toiletries."

"Wait for me." After speaking, Ji Zhonghan hurried out of the room.

Fortunately, when he came back, Feng Qi didn't lock the door.He came back bulging with his quilt pillow, charger and toiletry bag.

He didn't pay much attention to Feng Qi's expression the whole time, the layout of the suites was similar, so he went into Feng Qi's bathroom with the toiletry bag.

Feng Qi's bathroom was kept very clean, and there were many skin care products displayed on the sink.

Ji Zhonghan couldn't imagine Feng Qi's skin care at all, and felt that if Feng Qi didn't skin care, and the conditions were so good, it would be too much.

Almost all the female models he shoots have skin troubles, especially in this industry, where a lot of makeup is worn every day, which affects the condition of the skin even more.

Brushing his teeth and washing his face, Ji Zhonghan just wiped off the water droplets on his face, when he looked up, he saw Feng Qi leaning against the door and looking at him.

Ji Zhonghan was a little embarrassed and said, "What's wrong?"

Feng Qi: "What did you say to that female model today?"

Ji Zhonghan frowned, feeling that Feng Qi had returned to his old ways and wanted to control again.

He actually didn't want to answer, but he was afraid that Feng Qi would attack the female model.

As a judge, Feng Qi, it's too easy to chase a female model out of this show.

"There is nothing between us." Ji Zhonghan explained.

Feng Qi said: "I just want to know what you said."

Ji Zhonghan took a breath: "She talked about something she encountered at work."

"Then why are you laughing?" Feng Qi continued.

Ji Zhonghan didn't remember whether he laughed or not, he just felt that he was going to be unable to continue on this topic: "Enough, I said that I have nothing with her, you don't have to see a person talking to me, you have to suspect that I have nothing to do with her." her relationship."

Xu Shi could see Ji Zhonghan's resistance, Feng Qi looked at him quietly for a while: "I just want to know why she can make you laugh. When you are with her, you look very happy."

After finishing speaking, Feng Qi turned around to leave.

Ji Zhonghan chased after a few steps. He didn't know the subtext in Feng Qi's words, whether he was talking about being too happy when he was with that female model, which made Feng Qi very unhappy.

"Yang Xiaotong worked very hard to get the chance to participate." Ji Zhonghan said.

Feng Qi stopped, and Ji Zhonghan supported the door frame and said: "She and her grandma are the only ones at home, and her grandma is very much looking forward to seeing her on TV."

"Muse is a very important program for her."

He said this because he believed that Feng Qi was still kind and had a heart of compassion, otherwise he wouldn't have stood up for the weak back then.

Feng Qi said, "Are you afraid that I will kick her out of this show?"

Feng Qi lowered his eyes, unable to see clearly the emotions inside: "In your heart, do I already have this kind of person?"

This rhetorical question stunned Ji Zhonghan.

After finishing speaking, Feng Qi smiled again: "But yes, I deserve it."

Ji Zhonghan froze all over, and by the time he realized it, Feng Qi had already returned to his bedroom and closed the door.

Feng Qi's force to close the door was not heavy, and there was no cathartic force, but the soft sound of the door lock closing was like a loud noise, hitting Ji Zhonghan's heart hard.

He suddenly realized a very serious problem. He really blamed Feng Qi in his heart for what he did to Xu Wei.

But just now, he discovered that he had developed a preconceived prejudice against Feng Qi.

Feng Qi entered his room, he felt vigilant.

Feng Qi tried to treat him, and he guessed that this was Feng Qi's new method.

Feng Qi asked about Yang Xiaotong, and he thought Feng Qi was going to make a mistake.

He looked at everything about Feng Qi too harshly, even if he mentioned the matter of Grandma Yang Xiaotong, he felt that Feng Qi would soften his heart after hearing this.

But why did he immediately think that Feng Qi would definitely do something to Yang Xiaotong?

Trust is hard to build, but broken in an instant.

It was Feng Qi who destroyed the trust, and he was the one who treated Feng Qi unfairly.

When Ji Zhonghan thought of this, his lips and cheeks felt numb for a while.

He came to Feng Qi's bedroom and stood there for a long time without raising his hand to knock on the door.

Forget it... If you have anything to say, you have to wait until tomorrow, Feng Qi probably doesn't want to see him now.

Back to the side sleeper, he was lying on the sofa, curled up in the quilt, thinking that he would not be able to fall asleep.

He didn't know if it was because he was already tired, or because there was a familiar smell on the sofa.

That smell used to accompany him to fall asleep, it aroused his drowsiness and attracted sleep.

Half asleep, half awake, he felt the door of his room being pushed open.Ji Zhonghan became a little more conscious, but his eyelids were too heavy to open.

He felt someone squatting in front of him, Ji Zhonghan's shoulder moved, and he almost woke up, but the next second, a hand patted his shoulder lightly.

The hand calmed his tension with a slow frequency.

It wasn't until he was breathing calmly that he turned to hold his hand.

Ji Zhonghan gradually woke up. In the dark room, he saw Feng Qi sitting on the ground, leaning against his bed.

Feng Qi didn't seem to realize that he was awake, but just held his hand quietly without saying a word.

Ji Zhonghan waited for a long time before he felt Feng Qi's thumb rub against the back of his hand: "Fortunately...you can fall asleep here."

His voice was extremely low, as if he was whispering a whisper, he didn't want anyone to hear him, just talking to himself.

"I can't remember."

Ji Zhonghan didn't understand what Feng Qi was saying, but Feng Qi immediately answered his doubts: "I can't think of a time when you were beside me and smiled so relaxedly."

"It seems that everything is wrong, no matter how hard you try, there is no result."

Ji Zhonghan listened quietly to Feng Qi's words, he didn't know whether he should tell Feng Qi that he was awake, and he was afraid that after he spoke, Feng Qi's rare confession would be interrupted.

If Feng Qi found out that he was not asleep, he would probably be scared away.

Just like this sofa bed, Feng Qi has a strange self-esteem and doesn't want to be known by him.

"You said I ruined you..."

Ji Zhonghan held his breath, but Feng Qi didn't continue talking.

Instead, he paused for a long time before rubbing the back of his hand: "The person who ruined you, and kept saying that he wants to cure you, is really wishful thinking."

Ji Zhonghan's lips moved, he was about to speak, but Feng Qi leaned his face against his hand.

He felt the moisture on Feng Qi's cheek, and his heart sank gradually.

Feng Qi's breathing rate was a bit rapid, as if trying to suppress his emotions, he exhausted a lot of energy.

"When you jumped in from the window for the first time, I swear, I will always be kind to you."

Ji Zhonghan knew what Feng Qi was talking about, he was talking about the first time he climbed to Feng Xinglu's room where Feng Qi was locked up, and jumped in through the window.

He can still recall Feng Qi's eyes at that time.

It's like looking at your own hero, brighter than the moonlight outside the window.

The wound Ji Zhonghan rubbed off by climbing the tree no longer hurts.

"It's all screwed up by me, if I didn't love you..."

Feng Qi spoke intermittently, and Ji Zhonghan only felt that the back of his hand was getting wetter and hotter. Feng Qi's tears dripped on the back of his hand, like invisible chains, tightly strangling Ji Zhonghan's heart.

Feng Qi didn't continue talking, he was quiet for a long, long time.

In the dark room, the sound of another person's breathing, and the warm palm of his right hand.

All of this made Ji Zhonghan's eyelids heavy.

The moment he closed his eyes, he thought, maybe Feng Qi is not just his desensitization target.

If he was lying on the bed next time and was held by Feng Qi like this, would he be able to fall asleep?

It's just that next time...he doesn't want to make Feng Qi cry anymore.

He should apologize to Feng Qi tomorrow, he shouldn't have said that about him.

When the last consciousness disappeared, Ji Zhonghan was still thinking this way.

Until the next day when he opened his eyes, the sky was bright, the room was quiet, and there was no one in front of his bed.

Ji Zhonghan rubbed his eyes, but found something was wrong.

He put his hand down and looked at his right hand.

The ring finger was clean, and the ring he had worn for many days disappeared.