Kidney master

Ji Yi'an didn't look very good until the car, and closed the car door with a "bang".

Song Chu let out a "tsk", got into the car immediately, and reached out to grab his wrist: "In your eyes, am I ready to commit suicide at any time?"

Ji Yi'an squinted at her: "No?"

"Of course not." Song Chu shrugged and said nonchalantly, "At least suicide can't cause trouble for others. I'm not that wicked to die in that kind of place."

Ji Yi'an completely ignored her again.

On the contrary, Song Chu laughed in satisfaction, accepted it as soon as he saw it, and changed the subject: "I gave you four days off, what are you going to do?"

"What about you?" Ji Yi'an bit his cigarette.

"I'm a fake every day, and I can do anything."

"Then you come back with me."

He rested one hand lazily on the edge of the car window, curled his index finger, knocked out the cigarette ash, his face was expressionless, as if he had just said something very ordinary.

Song Chu turned his head to look in surprise: "Where are you going?"

Under her heavy gaze, he said softly, "Xi'an."

"Are you from Xi'an?"

"Ah."

Song Chu's eyes became more incomprehensible, even a little inexplicable, but it didn't affect the sudden and violent beating of her heart.

She held her breath ignorantly, dug her fingernails into her fingertips, and said slowly, "Why should I go back to Xi'an with you?"

"I was the one who asked you to come to Yunnan, so it's not good to leave you like this." Ji Yi'an took another two puffs of his cigarette, "I didn't plan to go back, but my sister insisted that I go back."

"You still have a younger sister?"

"Well, 13 years old."

"Junior high school?"

"Yeah." Ji Yi'an lowered his eyes and smiled, "I just entered the first year of junior high school, and my grades were a mess."

"Have you had good grades before?"

"Generally, I liked to play at that time, and I could only get an average score by cramming before the exam." Ji Yian was not in a hurry to drive, and chatted with her while smoking, "What about you?"

Childhood in the early Song Dynasty.

She can't remember what happened so long ago. She only remembers that she was sent to the teacher in the second grade of elementary school. Her elementary school and junior high school run through the deepest shadow in her heart now——Teacher Gu, who likes to play with knives every day. It’s not good either. After Chen Chen and her master died, she was taken back to Beijing to learn English for several months, and then sent abroad directly after taking the IELTS test.

In terms of her previous grades, English is probably the only one that is passable.

"Same as your sister." Song Chu said concisely.

She didn't say anything, but Ji Yi'an realized something during the pause between her, his Adam's apple rolled neatly, and he paused for a while before saying: "Then you should have something in common."

Ji Yi'an took out his phone and tapped it a few times, then tilted his head and asked, "I bought you a plane ticket, tomorrow morning at ten o'clock."

Song Chu frowned and turned his head: "I didn't say I was going."

"Give me a reason."

Song Chu snorted coldly: "I can give you several reasons."

Ji Yi'an didn't look at her, and only made a gesture of listening attentively.

"We have nothing to do with each other. Why should I go back to Xi'an with you?"

"It's nothing to do with it?" Ji Yi'an raised his eyebrows, and then sneered shamelessly, "Second Miss Song, do you need me to remind you of some bastard things you have done?"

Oh, I kissed him twice.

Song Chu thought indifferently.

She knew she was wrong, so she wisely changed the reason: "Cen Han will be jealous."

Ji Yi'an frowned: "Whatever matters to her."

Song Chu sighed: "I didn't bring any thick clothes, it must be below zero in Xi'an now."

Ji Yi'an directly turned the car key to drive.

"Where?"

Ji Yi'an took it for granted: "I'll take you shopping for clothes."

***

The weather in Yunnan is not cold all year round, and there is nothing in the shopping malls that can really resist the wind and cold except for thin coats and thin cotton clothes.

Ji Yi'an stood by the aisle of the shopping mall, with his arms propped back on the railing, watching Song Chu wander around in the store.

"Miss, what kind of clothes are you looking at?" The clerk followed Song Chu.

"Winter clothes." Song Chu said, "clothes for going to the north."

"Then let's take the down jacket over there. There may not be many clothes suitable for that in our store." The clerk smiled, "Just add thermal underwear and a thick sweater to the down jacket."

Song Chu followed her fingertips and saw a pile of bloated down jackets: "Forget it, let me see for myself."

After finishing speaking, she glanced at Ji Yi'an outside the door, the man probably wanted to smoke again, but in the non-smoking area, he was playing with the lighter in his hand, the flame was on or off.

Many girls who passed by secretly glanced at him, and whispered something like "so handsome" to their companions after passing him.

Song Chu looked away, looked around in the clothing store, and accurately picked out two clothes that matched her usual style.

A knitted long skirt with a narrow waist, and a thick windbreaker with light gray plaid, clean and neat but showing off your figure.

"Do you want these two? I'll help you choose the size."

"Well, the smallest size."

"But these clothes are not frost-resistant."

Song Chu smiled: "Just be pretty."

"Your boyfriend should be distressed." The clerk smiled and gave her the smallest coat.

Song Chu didn't bother to explain, so he took it to the locker room to try it out.

She has a good figure, and basically all the clothes she wears reflect that "clothes depend on people". Many times, the clothes on her are more beautiful than those worn by models.

When Song Chu came out after changing his clothes, he hooked his finger at Ji Yi'an.

"How?" she asked.

Ji Yi'an's eyebrows twitched: "You don't want your legs anymore?"

"..." Song Chu bowed his head, the knit skirt reached the middle of the calf, and the bottom was bare, "I'm not afraid of the cold."

"Xi'an is very cold in winter."

"Frozen to death or ugly to death, I choose to freeze to death."

Ji Yi'an sneered: "If you walk in the crowd dressed like this, others will regard you as an idiot."

Song Chu gave a nonchalant "hmm" and said, "You're a beautiful idiot, it doesn't matter."

She took off the coat and handed it to the clerk: "Just these two, I'm too lazy to change them back, wrap the coat for me."

"Okay." The clerk took it happily.

Just as Song Chu was about to take out the money, Ji Yi'an had already handed over the card.

"What are you doing?" Song Chu asked.

Ji Yi'an glanced at her and didn't intend to talk to her.

Song Chu pressed his wrist directly: "Captain Ji, don't rob me of your salary, right?"

Ji Yi'an snorted, "How dare you despise me, you gnawing old stuff?"

"..."

Ji Yi'an pushed her hand away and handed over the card: "Wrap that down jacket over there too."

Song Chu: "..."

***

He had thought that at the beginning of Song Dynasty, when he was hunting in the cold wind in the north, he would finally bow his head to the down jacket, but he didn't expect that she was indeed a real man who wanted demeanor rather than warmth.

In the early Song Dynasty, in the zero-degree Celsius day, he walked forward with bare ankles, which was very touching.

"Will you wear a down jacket?" Ji Yi'an asked beside him.

"No." Song Chu refused simply because his teeth were chattering from the cold.

In fact, without Ji Yi'an's schadenfreude, Song Chu didn't mind wearing a bloated down jacket to keep out the cold, after all, the wind was blowing so that no one could take the time to look at the beauties on the street.

But Ji Yi'an really deserved a beating, and Song Chu could almost imagine the ruthless ridicule he would receive after wearing it.

He snorted, and didn't intend to give her the coat he was wearing, but wrapped his cotton coat tightly, pulled up the hat, and pulled the zipper to the top.

The image of the two walking together is very eerie.

***

the other side.

"Ji Wei! Just play with your phone when you finish your homework! You have to go back to school after dinner!" Ji Yi'an's mother, Xu Qingnian grabbed the little girl's braids and snatched the phone.

The junior high school that Ji Wei attended was a boarding school, and Ji Yian's day to go home was not fixed. He missed the weekend and had just picked him up from school.

"Brothers are back! What homework are you doing?"

The little girl's braids were torn apart and crooked, she stomped her feet in dissatisfaction, and ran to the mirror to re-do the braids.

"What does your brother's coming back have to do with your homework, don't make excuses!" Xu Qingnian reprimanded.

The little girl saw that her mother didn't gain any advantage, so she wisely turned to her daughter's father.

"Boss Ji!" Ji Wei howled loudly.

Immediately there was a response: "Hey! Weiwei, what's wrong?"

"Didn't brother come back today, I don't want to go back to school!"

"Didn't you take the monthly exam soon?" Ji Zhonghai frowned slightly, and hugged the girl on his lap, "What did you say last time, this time you have to improve by ten."

"I promise I can, but after I finish the exam, my brother will leave again." Little classmate Ji Wei insisted on bragging about any awesome things.

Ji Zhonghai was still in trouble, and the doorbell rang.

"I'll open the door!" Ji Wei yelled and ran to open the door.

***

Outside the door, Song Chu frowned: "Why did you bring me to your house, didn't you take me to the hotel?"

"The hotel is far from the airport, and it's time for dinner. Besides, you've already frozen into a popsicle when you arrive at the hotel dressed like this."

Song Chu turned his head to look at the door panel and lowered his voice: "Captain Ji, do you know what it means to bring a girl home?"

"It's just a matter of having dinner, which is so troublesome."

He pressed the doorbell again, and then the door was opened, and Ji Wei's voice resounded loudly: "Brother!"

Then she saw the girl behind Ji Yian, her pupils dilated suddenly, and her rushing steps gradually stopped, then she took a deep breath, turned her head and shouted into the room: "Dad!! Mom!!!"

Ji Yi'an: "..."

Song Chu: "..."

Ji Yi'an directly raised his hand and rubbed Ji Wei's head, carried him into the room, and grabbed Song Chu's wrist to drag her in as well.

"What are you shouting for?" Ji Yi'an patted her on the head, and then turned into the room, "Mom and Dad, I'm back."

Song Chu felt unnatural.

The kind of harmonious and seamless family relationship can be detected when she steps into Ji Yi'an's house.

It's like a spotlight, illuminating the dark sensitivity, twisting, and extremes in her heart at a glance.

Ji Yi'an's home is in a high-end local villa area. The decoration of the home is clean and tidy, not magnificent, but high-quality, and a warm hiding place can be seen from every corner.

It's no wonder that Ji Yi'an always has a not-so-obvious extravagance and the ability to make people feel warm.

When Xu Qingnian came out of the kitchen, he was stunned when he saw Song Chu, but he soon came up to him with a smile.

"Which family is this girl from? She looks so beautiful." Xu Qingnian asked Ji Yi'an while holding Song Chu's hand.

"My colleague." Ji Yi'an said.

Song Chu thought: "..."

"Your police force still has such a beautiful girl." Xu Qingnian answered the words easily, and then gently approached Song Chu, "What's her name?"

"Early Song Dynasty."

"Look at me, I'm just busy chatting, come in quickly, dinner is almost ready."

"Auntie." Song Chu looked embarrassed, "I don't think I'd bother you, Captain Ji also rarely goes home, I'm an outsider..."

Ji Yi'an raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Song Chu's life was so reckless that he always thought that she was completely ignorant of the world, so he was surprised to hear such "human words".

Xu Qingnian hugged Song Chu: "What are you talking about? How can you be an outsider? You all gave your lives to each other outside, so you should just have a meal with your aunt. This kid, Yi'an, will grow up Don't like chatting with me anymore."

Song Chu was too embarrassed to refuse what he said.

Since she didn't misunderstand the relationship between the two, it would be hypocritical for Song Chu to evade.

But just as she was walking towards the living room, she heard the conversation between Xu Qingnian and Ji Yi'an, even though she suppressed her voice, it was still very clear...

"You boy, are you thinking about bringing such a beautiful girl home?"

Ji Yi'an was helpless: "It's really just a colleague."

Xu Qingnian rolled her eyes: "You little girl wears such a light coat, you don't know how to take off your coat and give it to others."

"Won't your son be cold?"

"Stinky boy! Let me tell you, with your pursuit, you will definitely not be able to marry a wife!"

Ji Yi'an chose to give up continuing to communicate with Ms. Xu, while Song Chu, who was listening clearly, hesitated whether it would be too late to leave now.

***

At the dinner table, Song Chu was well taken care of, and he didn't even have to stretch his chopsticks.

Ji Wei sat beside her, looking up at her frequently.

It can be seen that although the girl is "powerful" at home, she is still a little shy in front of outsiders, not to mention that this sister is likely to be her future sister-in-law.

"Ji Wei, don't stare at people." Ji Yi'an pinched the back of her head and screwed her head back to its original position, "It's impolite."

In fact, Song Chu had been stared at for a long time, but he still said against his will, "...it's okay."

"Sister." Ji Wei called her.

"Ok?"

"Can you help me put together the puzzle?"

Ji Yi'an made a relief: "Go play by yourself, my sister hasn't finished eating yet."

Song Chu sighed: "I'm done eating, where is your puzzle?"

***

Song Chu followed Ji Wei upstairs. The girl's bedroom was very masculine, with dark blue wallpaper and some Hollywood blockbuster posters on the wall.

Puzzle pieces were strewn about in a mess.

Ji Wei sat down on the ground and waved to Song Chu: "Sister, come quickly."

Song Chu squatted down next to her: "Actually, I'm not very good at it either."

Ji Wei laughed: "Is my sister's grades not good?"

Although Song Chu didn't think that being able to do jigsaw puzzles was not directly related to grades, he still said calmly, "Well, it sucks."

Song Chu slowly put together a puzzle for her according to the pattern, and heard the girl ask: "But, I heard from my mother that it is impossible for me to become an anti-narcotics policeman with my bad grades."

"You want to be an anti-narcotics policeman?" Song Chu was surprised.

"Yeah, I think it's super cool." Ji Wei asked, "Sister, how did you become a policeman at that time?"

Song Chu understands her parents' thoughts, even if they may not really dissuade them at that time, but selfishly, they definitely don't want both children to do such a dangerous job, let alone this is a daughter who is loved all the time.

Song Chu paused, not intending to explain to her that he was a police informant.

"Actually... the anti-drug police don't just look at their grades." Song Chu said nonsense, "Sometimes they also watch talent shows."

"Really?!" The girl's eyes widened.

Song Chu nodded casually.

"Then what is your talent?"

"Hmm." Song Chu thought for a while and said, "I am a special recruit for beauty."

Ji Wei stared closely at Song Chu's face, just when Song Chu thought he was going to reveal his secrets, the girl said seriously: "Well, how many places are there? I don't think I'm as beautiful as you."

Song Chu laughed, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Ji Yian outside the door, standing there for an unknown how long.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he lazily leaned against the door frame. Song Chu couldn't help being embarrassed when he thought of what he had just said.

Ji Wei looked back and saw Ji Yi'an, and hurriedly asked, "Brother! Are there many places like this in your team? Is there any hope for me?"

Ji Yian looked over Ji Wei to Song Chu, scratched his eyebrows, and opened his mouth casually: "Not many, there is only one a year."

Ji Wei let out an "Ah" in disappointment, and did not give up: "Then is there any other special trick?"

"There is also an ugly special admission." Ji Yi'an didn't change his face, "Two a year, you can try it."

Ji Wei yelled and rushed towards her brother, threatening to hit him.

Song Chu couldn't hold back, and fell to the ground laughing crookedly.

She was sitting in front of a large jigsaw puzzle with a piece between her fingertips. She smiled with crooked eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and a crisp laugh. Her cheeks were brightly illuminated by the light.

Ji Yi'an just glanced at her, and couldn't help swallowing, and then he clearly felt his heart trembling and falling in his chest cavity, falling into an unspeakable soft ground.

Song Chu usually pretended to be strong, which made him feel distressed.

But now, removing all the pretense of laughing, finally made his heart beat unavoidable.

***

Ji Yi'an finally dismissed the noisy cheap sister and called Song Chu to the corridor outside.

"My parents want you to live in my house." He said helplessly.

"..." Song Chu pursed his lips, "I'd better go back to the hotel."

Ji Yi'an smiled: "I know you don't want to, I've already rejected them, let's go, I'll take you back to the hotel."

Song Chu followed him downstairs, but when he stepped down the steps, he suddenly felt top-heavy, and he just fell down.

Ji Yi'an quickly hugged Song Chu, and when his palm touched her skin, he realized it was hot.