Dangerous love wins love

The translucent gray-blue sky, dry and fertile loess atmosphere, the two colors blend with each other, bleak and cold, is the most common winter scene in Hanzhong.

Although the warm sun is hanging in the sky, the temperature is always below zero.

Ji Shaohui said to the people around him, "Put on another coat!"

Fu Xiaohan stretched his arms with difficulty, indicating that he was extremely bloated.

"It seems that you are used to the winter in the north. I remember the first time you came to Shaanxi, and you almost got your nose from the cold."

Ji Shaohui was talking about the year before last.Time flies like an arrow, and a certain hallucination occurred in Fu Xiaohan's mind. It seemed that he had the cheek to pester Ji Shaohui to his hometown for the New Year, as if it just happened yesterday.

Fu Xiao smiled coldly, he looked at the white air exhaled from Ji Shaohui's mouth, and moved his head slightly closer to him.

"Fu Xiaohan, you are 1.8 meters tall and squeeze me, don't you think it's crowded?" Although Ji Shaohui's eyes were closed, he was still aware of the strange situation around him.

"Squeeze together, it's warm." Fu Xiaohan said forcefully.

"You were asked to wear a coat and you didn't wear it. The air conditioner on the bus is broken. You deserve to be sick from the cold."

"Well, I deserve it!" Fu Xiaohan adjusted his posture, not arguing with Ji Shaohui, the two sides were close together, so dense that even the cold air couldn't get in.

The bus full of passengers bumped and bumped around the winding roads. Ji Shaohui looked at the delicate and small ice flowers on the glass windows. Rows of big red lanterns swayed into his sight, and there was a roaring sound in his ears. The sound of firecrackers and the homely words of the old man asking for warmth, the tip of the nose even smelled the smell of dumplings floating on the boiling water.

Thinking of this, Ji Shaohui's gloomy mood gradually eased and became joyful.

The air in the carriage was bitingly cold, but Ji Shaohui couldn't feel it at all. His body and mind were in a rare tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle.

This year, too many unexpected things happened.

He struggled and struggled for more than ten years, from an unknown migrant worker to a small success, finally Hongye Real Estate had a little prosperity, but was trampled and taken away by a stranger.That feeling is not inferior to a piece of fresh meat being dug out of the chest.

In his 30s, he doesn't talk about failure all the time.But it doesn't mean that he has no grievances about Hongye being acquired.Ji Shaohui just didn't want to express it, he is more mature than before, he knows that the end of hitting a stone with a pebble is death, and he also knows that complaining about others will not change the setbacks and ups and downs.

Just like what Fu Xiaohan said - their strength is small and humble.

One sentence from Fu Yan can smash them to pieces like killing an ant!

As the bus bumped forward, Ji Shaohui once again tasted the absurdity and desolation of the past on the never-ending road.

After a wobble, the bus finally arrived at a familiar yet unfamiliar town. Fu Xiaohan jumped off the bus and quickly picked up their luggage, "Your nephew is still here to pick us up?"

"Are you talking about Xiao Yang? He was admitted to a university in Beijing last year. He studies very hard. He is still working as a tutor during the holidays. He will not be able to go home until two days later."

"Oh." Fu Xiaohan pointed to the New Year's goods market not far away, and said with ease, "Then I'll store my luggage, and then we'll go shopping for New Year's goods together."

Ji Shaohui nodded in agreement, he took off his scarf, hung it around Fu Xiaohan's neck, and said with a smile: "I'll wait here, hurry up, don't be slaughtered again."

Fu Xiaohan lowered his head slightly, his lips inadvertently brushed the back of Ji Shaohui's generous and warm hand.

Ji Shaohui withdrew his hand like an electric shock, choked his throat, and there was some trill in his words: "You tie it yourself."

Fu Xiaohan clutched the warm cashmere scarf and took a deep breath. It seemed that only by doing so could he get closer and closer to Ji Shaohui...

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Ji Shaohui waited for nothing to do, so he looked around for changes in his hometown.

Chinese New Year is approaching, and the streets are full of pedestrians buying new year's goods.Suddenly, a group of old men and women in Yangko clothes flashed a familiar figure. Before Ji Shaohui had time to confirm the person, he heard Fu Xiaohan shouting from behind: "The luggage is stored, let's go to the market!"

"Okay!" Ji Shaohui glanced at the middle of the Yangko team again, thinking that his eyes were dazzled, he was not suspicious, and walked into the noisy market together with Fu Xiaohan.

The two spent a full afternoon shopping, and the things they bought could pile up into a small mountain. Fu Xiaohan called a taxi and chartered a car directly to Ji Shaohui's relative's house in the countryside.

Ji Shaohui grew up in his aunt's house when he was a child, and he stayed at his aunt's house every time he went home for the holidays.

Ji Xiulan's family was very enthusiastic about Ji Shaohui's arrival, wishing to give Ji Shaohui all the best things in the house.For dinner, my aunt, who is over 60 years old, cooks Ji Shaohui's favorite meal when he was a child. The family gathers around the small Eight Immortals dining table, the food is fragrant, but the atmosphere between them is a bit awkward and stiff.

Fu Xiaohan was serious, eating the food in the bowl carelessly.Ji Xiulan gestured to Ji Shaohui with her eyes, and Ji Shaohui comforted the old man: "Don't mind, my friend, that's how my friend's character is."

Ji Shaohui picked up a chicken leg for Ji Xiulan, "You eat yours, don't worry about him, Xiao Fu sometimes doesn't smile once a day, I'm used to it."

Ji Shaohui glanced at Fu Xiaohan lightly, Fu Xiaohan forced a silly grin, and said dryly, "Auntie, don't worry about me when you eat."

Ji Xiulan's withered face suddenly turned red, and the old man smiled kindly: "Although the conditions of our country people are poor, but you are Huihui's friend, treat it like your own home during this time, please don't be polite."

Fu Xiaohan raised his eyes slightly, "Brother Ji's nickname is Huihui?"

"This name was chosen by my old man. Before I raised Huihui, the poor baby didn't even have an official name, so we all called him by his baby name."

Fu Xiaohan's eyes lit up, he put down the bowl and chopsticks, and asked with great interest: "What's his baby name?"

The baby name given by the country people is definitely not pleasant. Although Ji Xiulan is not educated, she knows how to give her nephew a little face, "The children have grown up, and my old woman has a bad memory, and I have forgotten Huihui's baby name. "

Fu Xiaohan pursed his lips and smiled lightly, full of vicious humor.

Ji Xiulan saw that Fu Xiaohan's bowl was empty, and immediately got up to give him more food.Ji Shaohui was reluctant to let his elderly aunt do things, so he "snatched" Fu Xiaohan's bowl and went to the kitchen to serve rice.

The kitchen in Ji Xiulan's house was cold and narrow. Ji Shaohui stumbled and turned on the kitchen light in the dark, but accidentally knocked the water ladle on the chopping board to the ground.Ji Shaohui bent down to pick it up, and suddenly a lonely shadow appeared on the ground.

"Ji Shaohui!" Fu Xiaohan crossed his arms and suddenly appeared like a ghost, leaning against the wooden door, his expression was unpredictable and vague, as if he was hiding an ulterior secret in his heart.

"You are a guest, just go back and sit down, and I will serve you a meal."

"I'm going out to get some air."

"That's up to you!" Ji Shaohui said to himself: "My aunt's kitchen has to be remodeled, Xiao Fu, you can lend me tens of thousands of yuan first, and I will go to the building materials market tomorrow to find craftsmen, before the Chinese New Year. Fix the little kitchen in my aunt's house."

Fu Xiaohan remained silent, he focused and greedily looked at Ji Shaohui's straight and upright back, and couldn't help walking over, hugging the man's strong and soft waist.

"shine……"

day!Ji Shaohui's scalp was numb, and he cursed loudly in his heart.

"Don't be convulsed, my aunt has a bad heart." While saying that, Ji Shaohui added two spoonfuls of rice to Fu Xiaohan's bowl, he leaned slightly, and skillfully broke free from Fu Xiaohan's embrace.

"There's not enough rice, let's fill up this bowl..."

"I served it according to your usual meal."

"Your aunt's cooking skills are good, and the dishes are very suitable for my taste."

Ji Shaohui shook his head and said: "Then don't keep your face so sullen and look like you want to eat people. Praise the old man's good craftsmanship in person, and make the old man happy. You don't know, my aunt has been asking me secretly all night, how do you know?" Is it my creditor?"

"En." Fu Xiaohan pouted his lips, tried to smile, and adjusted his cold expression.

"That's it. Let's go to the county again tomorrow. You can go to the bank to get cash. Don't be stingy. It's 10 yuan."

"When have I ever been stingy?"

"When you bought winter melon in the afternoon, you actually quarreled with a vegetable vendor for 5 cents?" Ji Shaohui looked helpless: "When did you become so stingy?!"

"Life is not easy, and 5 is what I have worked so hard to earn." Fu Xiaohan said this calmly and generously, he paused for a few seconds, changed a persistent and steady tone, and said: "Ji Shaohui, now I am stingy with everyone , including myself, but only to you."

All the blood in Ji Shaohui's body rushed to his ears, and he made a turbulent vibration: "If we continue to ink, my aunt will be suspicious in her heart, and she can really regard you as my creditor."

Fu Xiaohan let out an "um", turned and left the kitchen.Ji Shaohui hurriedly followed, but his hand was tightly covering a small porcelain bowl full of rice.

When the two returned to the dinner table, Ji Xiulan's eyes suddenly turned red, and she wiped her eyes with her gray apron.

"What's the matter, aunt?" Ji Shaohui walked behind the old man, and put his hand on the old man's bulging back, giving her comfort.

"Shao Hui, you are already 35, when will you show your daughter-in-law to my aunt!?"

Ji Xiulan's eldest daughter and Ji Shaohui's eldest cousin added: "Hui, I heard that there are many old bachelors in their 40s and [-]s who are not married in big cities. I know that in the past few years, you had a difficult life. Married I can't afford a daughter-in-law. But now, you are the big boss, the most promising member of our Ji family, and you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life..."

The eldest cousin said, and followed her mother Ji Xiulan to wipe away tears, "Don't dislike my nagging sister, you are the only son in my uncle's family, and my mother doesn't ask for anything now, but I beg you to start a family and start a business as soon as possible, and have a few big fat boys with your wife. Continue the incense for the uncle's family."

Looking at the two crying women, Ji Shaohui couldn't help feeling heavy.

My cousin's husband is 40 years old and a laid-off worker in a chemical factory in the county. He is honest and doesn't talk much.The taciturn man took a puff of his homemade cigarette, then flicked the ashes with his index finger, and said slowly, "Shao Hui, brother-in-law, do you want to ask, do girls in the city think you have a bad background?"

"Xiao Yang's father, we are a handsome man with a down-to-earth personality, and he is considerate. It would be a blessing for such a good man to be put on the body of a girl. Don't talk nonsense."

"But the girls in the city... Well, the daughter of the director's family in our factory also works in Longcheng, works as an accountant in a state-owned enterprise, and will go home for the Spring Festival. Why don't we be a matchmaker so that the two can meet each other?" face."

"No."

"I object."

Ji Shaohui and Fu Xiaohan spoke in unison, but their tone was surprisingly firm and decisive.

Several people at the dinner table stared at Ji Shaohui and Fu Xiaohan together, and Ji Xiulan wiped away her cloudy tears again, "Huihui, why don't you meet the girl your cousin mentioned, she is from our local area, you are married , and the two of you can be together when you go home and visit relatives."

Fu Xiaohan glanced at Ji Shaohui, and said: "Auntie, I want to explain, Brother Ji is actually very attracted to the opposite sex."

"Really?" Ji Xiulan said happily, "But what did Xiao Fu say against it..."

"I have my own reasons, Auntie, do you want to hear the truth?"

"I think." Ji Xiulan frowned, looking very anxious.

Ji Shaohui winked at Fu Xiaohan, wishing he could sew up Fu Xiaohan's thin red lips with a needle.

"Brother Ji's company is not doing well. He sold the company at the beginning of the year. Now he owes several hundred million in loans. Do you think he dares to find a girlfriend under such conditions?"

"Hundreds of millions, evil..." Ji Xiulan seemed unable to digest the astronomical figures in Fu Xiaohan's words, she rolled her eyes and passed out.