my grave welcomes you

Jize never cared much about his own image, and there were not many clothes in the closet. Ling Jun rummaged in it for a long time, but couldn't find any clothes that could well cover his marks.

He coughed lightly, "How about I go out and buy one for you now?"

Ji Ze glared at him, and said viciously: "No need." Who is free to go out to buy clothes early in the morning?Isn't this telling dad that something is wrong?

Ling Jun put on a very guilty look on his face, and his heart was so beautiful that he was about to go to heaven. He wished to tell the world now and tie Jize to his side.He doesn't even want to care about those troublemakers, what Zheng Gan, what master, he doesn't want to think about it at the moment, now he just wants to take Jize back to his tomb, if Jize doesn't like it If so, he is also willing to go anywhere with him.

As long as Jize is willing to stay by his side.

Jize took the porridge he put on the bedside and drank it in a gulp. The temperature was just right, not too cold, and the taste was good. I wonder if he bought it downstairs.

Ling Jun looked at him with bright eyes, as if he wanted him to make some comments, but Jize didn't speak for a long time, and he couldn't ask, so he could only look at him helplessly.

It looks rather pitiful.

Ji Ze felt a little funny in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on his face. Instead, he showed a cold look, which made Ling Jun even more uneasy.

Although Jize didn't reject him last night, he seemed to be a bit confused at that time, and he was half-forced, and Jize's reaction when he woke up this morning was beyond his expectations.Now that Ji Ze is not pretending to talk to him, the excitement in Ling Jun's heart has also subsided a little.

The two of them looked at each other speechlessly, Ling Jun didn't know what to say to please him, but Jize did it on purpose, he thought he finally knew why Ling Jun was so keen on molesting him, this kind of teasing feeling is really good Looking at the man's bewildered look, Jize felt that his anger after getting up just now had subsided a little.

Finally, he found a thinner shirt in the cabinet and put it on. Even the top button was fastened tightly. When Ji's father was not paying attention, he ran to the bathroom mirror and looked at it again and again. After confirming that there were no suspicious traces, he opened the door and went out.

However, the weather outside was very embarrassing. It was only * o'clock in the morning, and the sun came out scorching hotly, causing Ji's father to look at him suspiciously, "Are you cold? Wearing such thick clothes."

Jize was about to sit on the sofa when he choked.

Ling Jun snickered inwardly, before opening his mouth to help him, "Yesterday, Ze seems to have caught a cold, and he still had a little fever at night."

Ji's father said "oh", didn't ask any more questions, turned around and left as if nothing happened, Ji Ze heaved a sigh of relief, and gave Ling Jun a hard look.

Ling Jun blinked his eyes with an innocent expression. In fact, he really didn't want to make it to the end last night, but Jize's appearance was really... Thinking of this, his eyes looking at Jize became a little hotter, scorching land, as if to see a hole in Jize's body.

Jize really didn't want to talk to him, so he got up and walked towards the dining table, he just drank the bowl of porridge brought by Ling Jun, and now he feels so hungry that he could eat a cow.

When Ji's father came to the kitchen, he was a little surprised when he saw the contents of the pot, because Ji Ze, a kitchen killer, would never set foot here, so who cooked this thing?He tasted it with a spoon, and was surprised to find that the taste was not bad. He was sure that this was definitely not made by Jize. It would be fine if he didn't burn the kitchen down, let alone cook something edible.

"Xiaojun, did you make this porridge?"

Ji Ze was taken aback, and glanced at Ling Jun. He didn't expect that he really did it, but this person doesn't even know how to hold chopsticks, so he can cook porridge?

Ling Jun smiled as if embarrassed, "I was so hungry this morning that I couldn't sleep, so I got up and did a little..."

Ji's father thought it was because he didn't eat enough last night, "You child, treat your uncle as if you were at home, don't be so polite, I think you really didn't eat much last night, eat more later. Like you Don't be so delicate at this age, Jize can eat three big bowls in one meal..."

J Ze, who eats three bowls every meal: "..."

Ling Jun glanced at him jokingly, and said with a smile, "I see, thank you Uncle."

Ji Ze rolled his eyes. This old antique has lived for an unknown number of years, and he still has the nerve to call him father and uncle. He is really thick-skinned and hopeless.

Ji's father served out the porridge cooked by Ling Jun, and the steamed buns he had steamed himself a few days ago. Ji Ze was really hungry, and he didn't have the mood to flirt with Ling Jun anymore, so he buried his head and started eating.

Ling Jun slowly put the porridge into his mouth, while watching Jize eat, thinking that he looked like he was eating three bowls at once, couldn't help but curl his lips.

Unexpectedly, Jize saw such a small movement for a moment, and was kicked under the table by someone who became angry from embarrassment.He stretched out his legs in a good manner, fearing that Jize would not be able to kick him, and delivered the goods to the door.

Gritting his teeth, Ji Ze kicked him again, treating the steamed bun in his mouth as Lingjun's meat, biting hard, and looking at Lingjun with vicious eyes, but the person being stared at didn't show any intention of restraining himself , but enjoyed it a little, stretched out his legs and rubbed against his legs.

Ji's father didn't notice any of the fighting under the table, and kept telling Ling Jun to eat more.

Seeing his proud look, Jize almost gritted his silver teeth, thinking that his father has been selling his teammates for 100 years professionally, and he always can't recognize certain wolf-hearted things. He glanced at Lingjun and thought tonight If you can climb into my bed, I will take your last name.

Ji's father has the habit of reading newspapers every morning, and today is no exception. The newspapers have been placed at the door, and you can get them when you open the door, but today there is another thing besides newspapers at the door.

He picked up the tightly packed box, pushed his presbyopic glasses to look at the words on it, "Jize, there are your things."

Ji Ze was fighting with Ling Jun's eyes, and seeing that he was about to start a fight, he hurriedly responded, "Oh, yes. Who sent it?" He didn't have many friends, and almost all his former comrades died in the process of carrying out the mission. , now there is only one Xue Yuncheng left, that guy didn't say that he would send him something, who else still misses him?

"I didn't write my name, so I can't tell."

Ji's father was not curious after giving him the things, so he turned around and sat on the sofa to read the newspaper.Although Jize has been idle at home after retiring from the army, it makes him a little uncomfortable, but this is his passion, and he doesn't have the perverted desire to know everything.

Ji Ze and Ling Jun looked at each other, and at the same time, they had a bad feeling about the sudden arrival of the package.Jize took the package and looked at it for a long time. The contents inside were not heavy, there was no special smell, and there was no movement, so he couldn't tell what was inside.

The fake Zheng Gan has been back for so long, and both of them are prepared that the master will come to the door, are they finally unable to hold back now?

Both of them looked careless, and Jize threw the things to Lingjun casually, "I'm going to the bathroom, please help me take it to the room."

Ling Jun nodded, turned around and went back to Jize's room, without deliberately closing the door, and put the things on the bedside cabinet.

Ji's father just immersed himself in reading the newspaper, wearing reading glasses and reading it very seriously, and he didn't have any doubts about the actions of the two of them.You can't see it in the living room at all. Ling Jun opened the package neatly, and it was wrapped in several layers, as if he was afraid that the item would be damaged during delivery.

Seeing the things inside, Ling Jun slightly raised his eyebrows, what does this mean?Do you mean they will get rough if you don't hand over the things?

What was wrapped in several layers of plastic paper was nothing else but a gun, which was very common and the same as the one they had used in the tomb of King Miao. It was the weapon provided by the Xue family when they went there. Should be something from the army.

But it's also very ordinary, at least Ling Jun feels that he can't see anything weird on it.

Jize dawdled outside for a while before coming in, and saw the gun held by Ling Jun at a glance, and his body froze for a moment.

Ling Jun raised his eyebrows and asked softly, "Why, is there something wrong with this gun?"

Jize frowned and didn't move. After a while, he seemed to come back to his senses suddenly. He walked over and took the gun from him with such haste that it could almost be said that he snatched it away.

He looked at the gun back and forth several times, wishing he could put it under a microscope, the more he looked at it, the worse his complexion became, and in the end even his lips turned white.

Ling Jun guessed that he should know this gun, or rather, very familiar, is it his?Or something about someone he cares about?

A bit of jealousy suddenly arose in his heart inappropriately. Xue Yuncheng was like this, and so was this possibly unknown person. Jize always valued the people around him, which made him feel that his position was being threatened. In general, it feels like Jize's feelings have been shared with other people. Even if Jize accepts him now, he still feels as if his heart is blocked with cotton, which is terribly uncomfortable.

Ji Ze's thoughts were all on the gun, and he didn't notice his emotions at all. It took him a long time to let out a breath, but his emotions were obviously a little bit uncontrollable, and even his voice trembled, "This is the gun. Ah Ting's gun, he was carrying it when he disappeared..."

Ling Jun was a little apprehensive, and secretly gritted his teeth in his heart, calling so intimately?As for what Jize said later, he didn't hear it at all.