my grave welcomes you

Ling Jun looked at him anxiously, but J Ze didn't show any expression on his face, which made him feel even more uneasy.

I don't know why, the more the other party looks so plain, the more he feels that Ji Ze is actually very angry.But Jize didn't say a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking in silence. The two of them were relatively silent for a while, Lingjun licked his lips, and explained in a concealed manner: "Actually, I didn't even think about reminding you of me. Come on, I'm just...just..." His former eloquent tongue can't be used in front of Jize at all, his tongue seems to be tied, and he has been vague for a long time without saying anything.

Jize turned around and put the gun in his hand into the cabinet, and gave a cold "hmm".

Ling Jun was at a loss for a moment, J Ze's appearance was obviously angry with him, he stretched out his hand to hold J Ze's shoulder, "Ah Ze..."

Jize swept his hand down casually, and was about to walk outside expressionlessly, but Ling Jun hurriedly grabbed him, "Where are you going?"

"It's none of your business." Ji Ze gave him a cold look, his tone was icy cold, as if he had been soaked in the cold winter, his heart was numb from the cold.

Ling Jun hugged him, he knew that what he said just now offended Ji Ze, but he couldn't understand at all, he was always the one he liked, didn't he?It was him a thousand years ago, and it will still be him a thousand years later. The person I liked before is just a shadow of my own imagination. Why is Jize angry?

"Don't go...I'm sorry Aze, I..."

Ji Ze was held tightly in his arms, unable to break free, the fire in his heart was on fire, treating him as another person to curry favor and not allowing him to get angry?

"let go."

Ling Jun's hands became stronger, and he put his face on his butterfly bone, making it clear that I won't let go until you forgive me.

Ji Ze was already angry in his heart, and now he is still so stalking, which makes him even more angry, and his reason is almost burnt out by the fire.He gave Ling Jun a hard elbow, and the people behind him snorted, the strength in their hands was still not lost at all, and they let him vent their anger.

But he was really furious in his heart, and he didn't want to pay any attention to this man's trickery, since he couldn't bear the injury anyway.

"I say for the last time, let go."

It was as if there was a knife in his words, and the stabbing was painful. Ling Jun hesitated for a moment, and withdrew a little strength from his hand, and Jize broke free immediately, and was punched hard in the stomach.

Ji Ze didn't care if he was going to be in pain or not, he let out the suffocation in his chest first, didn't even look at Ling Jun again, and went straight out.

Really pissed him off.

Father Ji was turning the newspaper to the last page. After reading this page, he decided to go down and play chess with the old man downstairs. He hasn't played for a few days, and his hands are itchy now.

Seeing Jize come out at this time, he raised his head to look at his son, thinking that he was a bit strange today, why did he enter the room and come out with such an ugly face?

He coughed and asked casually, "Is it better?"

Jize froze for a moment, "Huh?"

Father Ji flipped through the newspaper again, "Didn't you say you had a cold yesterday? It's better. The medicine is in the cabinet next to the TV. Have you taken it?"

"Yeah." Jize nodded and smiled with his lips curled up.

Seeing his smile, Ji's father shook the newspaper uncomfortably, "That's good... I'll go down to play chess with old man Zhang downstairs later, if you don't feel well, go down with me and have a look."

"No need, it's ready. If you don't believe me, feel for it." Jize leaned over and squatted beside him.

Ever since Ji Ze grew up a bit, Ji's father has never been so close to him. Seeing him approaching, he was taken aback for a while, and after a while, he reached out to touch his forehead, and Ji Ze smiled again. .

"Believe it."

Ji's father nodded indiscriminately, looking at the son in front of him, he suddenly felt a little emotional. When Jize's mother passed away, the child was just a little Douding, and he had already grown up before he knew it. are old.

He couldn't help rubbing Jize's head again, the little guy from back then has grown up.

Ji Ze got up and sat next to Ji's father. Neither father nor son spoke, but the atmosphere was completely different from before. It was as if the stone blocked in the middle of the river had finally been removed, and the water suddenly became smooth at this moment. up.

It's a pity that neither of them is a sentimental person. After sitting together for a while, they looked at each other again and became tired of each other. "Ji Ze, where do you put your legs?"

Ji Ze retracted his legs that were on the coffee table, "Old man Zhang downstairs is waiting for you."

Ji's father tapped him on the head, "Treat Xiao Jun well, don't bully him."

Looking at his back, Ji Ze curled his lips, turned his legs back, and thought, "I don't know who is bullying whom."

Ling Jun stayed inside and didn't come out, but Jize knew that he must be looking at him now, he didn't want to pay attention to him at all, stretched out his hand to touch the remote control, started to watch TV, and deliberately turned the volume up. very big.

Jize returned to his foolish look again, shaking his feet on the tea table, looking engrossed.

Ling Jun, who was watching him motionlessly in the room, was so depressed that he was about to bang his head against the wall. He would definitely be slapped by Jize when he went out now, but standing here all the time, he felt his heart was on fire, and he really wanted to go out and hug Jize. Stop, make him speechless, see if he dares to ignore him then.

Just thinking about it made him feel hot inside.

He sat down on Jize's bed dejectedly, but he had no guts, if he really dared to do this, he probably wouldn't be able to get any closer to Jize in his life.

Ling Jun's intestines were almost knotted inside, and Jize was not feeling well outside, he stared blankly at the TV with his chin propped up, but he didn't see what was going on inside.He tried hard to clear his mind, what is the purpose of giving him the gun that Zheng Gan sent to Yu Yangting? Is he just wanting something from King Miao, or is it really for the sake of a deeper life as Lingjun said? purpose.

It's a pity that as long as he uses his brain, what Ling Jun said just now comes out, messing up his mind and making him unable to think about anything.

Looking for him?Still looking for thousands of years?Heh, no ghost would believe it.

He felt as if something as thin as a cow's hair had pierced into his heart, and the pain was fine and sharp, not fatal, but continuous, like cutting meat with a blunt knife, the torture made his whole body uncomfortable.

Jize thought about it and began to gnash his teeth again. No wonder this guy has been clinging to him since he saw him. So there is such a reason in it.

As soon as the light beside him dimmed, the person he hated so much that his teeth were itchy, and he wished to eat his flesh and lay his skin on his face, stood in front of him. Before he could get angry, Ling Jun handed something in front of his eyes Come on, "Your phone is ringing."

Jize stretched out his hand to grab it, without even looking at it, he slid it away, and gave a vicious "hey".

The people over there were taken aback by his fierce tone, "Damn, Ji Xiaoze, have you eaten gunpowder?"

Jize leaned lazily on the sofa behind him, "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and fart quickly."

Xue Yuncheng let out a "tsk", and habitually wanted to talk to him, but wanted what he had just received, so he became serious in an instant, and even spoke two minutes faster, "I just received something... ..."

Jize was taken aback, and his body leaning on the sofa sat upright instantly, "I also received something."

"Sure enough... what I received was Ah Ting's dagger, how about you?"

"gun."

Xue Yuncheng pinched the shiny blade, his fingers were nimble, the sunlight reflected for a moment, and his eyes lit up, like a beast ready to go, "The things were delivered in a good package, at the door of my house The camera didn't capture a single person, there were so many people going back and forth at Xue's house, and I didn't see a single suspicious person, you say..."

"It has nothing to do with the people on your side," Jize lowered his eyelids, "I have caused you trouble in this matter."

Xue Yuncheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "How do you say?"

"It's a long story, I'll explain it to you later, but Ah Ting, I must rescue him."

"Well, I have asked someone to check that package, but most likely nothing can be found there. Do you have any other clues?"

Ji Ze and Ling Jun looked at each other, and slightly curled their lips, "No need to check, he will come to the door himself."

After finishing the business, Xue Yuncheng began to be serious again, "Oh? It seems that he came for my brother's beauty. I hope he is more eye-catching. I don't want my brother who is ugly."

"Okay, if you look good, I'll send you away and bring Ah Ting back."

"Tsk, Ji Xiaoze, you are wrong. How can I say that I have made outstanding contributions, and you have snatched a beautiful woman to make me Mrs. Yazhai. How can you cede me out in such a humiliating and humiliating way?"

Jize curled up comfortably on the sofa, "It saves energy."

Xue Yuncheng pretended to ponder for a while, "If she is really a peerless beauty, I will admit it too."

"Maybe people look down on you."

"..."

The two of them exchanged a few words with each other before hanging up the phone. The moment they hung up the phone, the smiles on their faces collapsed. Yu Yangting and the two of them had a close relationship. To bring him back safely.

Ling Jun was still standing in front of him and staring at him steadily, a pair of dark pupils reflected his face.

Jize lazily turned over, facing him with the back of his head, he didn't want to see this face for now.