Kidney master

As a boyfriend, Ji Yi'an is still very good at getting high marks. That night, he proposed several dating options to Song Chu, but unfortunately, he was forced to pass them one by one. The reason was either he was not interested or there were too many people.

In the end, Ji Yi'an reluctantly sent a link to the newly opened amusement park in Moments, which actually made Song Chu nod in agreement.

Ji Yi'an came out of the bathroom after washing his hair. His hair was still wet. Water droplets slid down his hair along his cheeks and fell into the bath towel around his waist. He casually wiped his hands and picked up the phone on the hotel bed. .

Song Chu: Let’s play this tomorrow.

Ji Yi'an raised his eyebrows, and sent a message: There are too many people here.

Song Chu: It’s okay, that’s all.

Ji Yi'an: I can't tell, you still like to play with such mentally handicapped people.

Song Chu: I didn’t have a chance to play before, but now I have a boyfriend, I have to hurry up and play, what’s the matter, can’t I?

What he said was arrogant and arrogant, but it made Ji Yi'an feel a little sour in his heart.

I had no chance to play before, because her parents were not around since she was a child, because her childhood was absurd, full of sin and ugliness, because she was not good at communicating and pretending at that time, and there was no one who could accompany her to the playground.

All these things made Ji Yi'an feel like he wanted to hug Song Chu.

But they obviously only separated for an hour or an hour.

Ji Yi'an wiped her wet hair with a towel, her heart softened a lot, she really wanted to hug and kiss her through the screen, this impulse was a little anxious, and even comforting.

He ticked the corners of his lips silently, and replied: Well, tomorrow your boyfriend will take you to the playground.

Song Chu sent a voice, her laughter was cheerful and hearty, without any gloom, she said, "Okay boyfriend, see you tomorrow!"

Ji Yi'an also replied with words: "See you tomorrow, baby."

Song Chu: I'll go to bed first, good night Captain Ji.

Ji Yi'an: Good night, baby.

***

The next day, a layer of mist rose in the morning, like a fairyland, floating indistinctly, and there was a layer of moisture in the rare air, which made the cold wind blowing on the body not so biting.

The little girl happily ran out of the gate of the community, wearing a cute woolen hat with a fuzzy age, with a fur ball on the top, running up and down, catching the joy of the owner.

"Captain Ji!"

Song Chu yelled crisply, ran and jumped into Ji Yi'an's arms, and gently rubbed his forehead against his shoulder.

Ji Yi'an was thrown back a bit, and he wrapped Song Chu into his arms without any hesitation, and he couldn't hide his smile before he could say anything.

"What are you doing? You should see Song Bu when he comes out later."

Song Chu grinned: "I'm reading the newspaper for breakfast at home, I won't come out until I finish reading the newspaper."

"Let's go." Ji Yi'an patted the back of Song Chu's head.

When the two arrived at the playground by car, it was just when there were more people. The playground had just officially opened, and the decoration was very girlish. Looking over, there were all kinds of flowers, balloons, and dolls.

"I'm going to buy tickets, there are too many people, just wait here." Ji Yi'an placed Song Chu on the seat under the tree, and handed over the hot fresh milk he just bought, "Warm your hands."

Song Chu was sitting under the tree like this, holding milk in both hands.

The thick scarf covered the little girl's thin chin completely, and when she lowered her head, only a tall nose bridge and very beautiful eyebrows and eyes were exposed.

Song Chu was really beautiful, just sitting under the tree so quietly, many passers-by turned to look at her frequently.

The newly opened playground was noisy, full of people, a family of three, couples, companions and friends.

Song Chu was lazily leaning against the tree trunk, with his chin raised slightly, looking at the most common scenes in daily life, family love, friendship, rime and fallen leaves warming the sun, a stray cat lying under the sun with its furry belly exposed, and the air filled with open air. The sweetness of roasted sweet potatoes, the torn military jacket worn by the old man selling candied haws.

She watched all these with cold eyes and had no feelings. Only when her gaze moved to Ji Yian's back at the ticket gate, did she slowly feel warm.

She couldn't help but smile a little.

Ji Yi glanced back at Song Chu when he was arranging the team, and saw the little girl looking at him with a full smile, showing a row of small white teeth, smiling sweetly and obediently.

He also smiled, and finally bought the tickets, Ji Yian ran back to Song Chu's side.

Ji Yi'an shook two tickets at her, then leaned over slightly and took her hand down her wrist, interlocking his fingers, palm to palm.

"Let's go." Ji Yi'an said, "Take you to play."

"Wait a minute." Song Chu pulled him back and raised his chin to one side, "Go there first."

"Ok?"

Ji Yi'an followed her line of sight and saw that it was a themed store with a small stall at the door, and a couple was there, and the owner of the store drew something on their arms with a paintbrush.

Ji Yi'an laughed: "What do you want to draw?"

"You paint too." Song Chu glanced at him.

In the past, Ji Yi'an used his own prejudices to always think that this thing was a bitch, and he never thought of drawing it on himself, and now the retribution has come.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Song Chu. Just as he was about to compromise, he heard Song Chu say, "Let's paint your face."

"..." Ji Yi'an was helpless, "Look who's painted on the face."

"I don't care." After Song Chu finished speaking, he laughed, "I'll draw for you. With an all-round girlfriend like me, I don't need others to do it."

Ji Yi'an knew how good at painting in the early Song Dynasty, but he had never seen her painting process with his own eyes, so he had to compromise and agree.

After negotiating the price with the shopkeeper, Song Chu took paints and brushes from her, and skillfully adjusted the color until it was pink and white.

"Hey, why is it still this color." Ji Yian frowned, very resistant.

"Captain Ji, it's wrong for you to discriminate against pink."

Song Chu pinched his chin, acting boldly and frivolously, with smiles in his eyes, like an unscrupulous disciple, looked left and right, and finally decided to complete her "masterpiece" on the right cheek.

Ji Yian was forced to turn his face sideways, Song Chu held the paint tray in one hand, bent over to paint on his face, the soft tip of the brush scraped across his cheeks.

Song Chu painted seriously, his brows were slightly frowned, and the corners of his eyes and brows also diluted the usual frivolity and flirtatiousness because of his seriousness.

Ji Yi'an glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt that he saw Song Chu when he was a student through time and space.

Serious, cold, and a little obviously unreasonable.

Seems... pretty cute too.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Chu asked while drawing.

"Laugh at you."

"I have nothing to laugh about."

"Laugh at your cuteness."

Song Chu was stunned for a moment, and then sneered mercilessly: "Do you know how stupid it is to describe a girl in her twenties as cute? I can't praise her for being beautiful or smart. I thought about it for a long time. I can only choke out a 'cute'."

"I knew you were beautiful and smart the first time I saw you, and I just discovered how cute you are."

Ji Yi'an picked up her glass of milk and took a sip, and Song Chu slapped her on the head as soon as she raised her head: "Don't move around, the painting is crooked."

Ji Yi'an gave a "tsk" sound: "Be content, I can find cuteness because I have a unique vision."

Song Chu smiled and finally finished the painting.

"All right."

Ji Yi'an looked at the mirror in front of him, there was a little pink monster on his face, it was painted very cutely, and there was also a little red heart painted on it.

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "The little girl draws beautifully, are you learning to draw?"

"That's right." Song Chu said.

"It's better than anything I can draw."

"You're flattering me." Song Chu said politely.

Ji Yian subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch the paint on his face, but Song Chu pinched his wrist as soon as he lifted it up: "It's not done yet, don't touch it."

Ji Yi'an put down his hands, tilted his head and asked, "What are you going to draw for yourself?"

Song Chu tilted his head and thought for a while: "The Ultraman who beat you?"

Ji Yi'an laughed directly: "The little girl really doesn't know how to love her boyfriend."

Song Chu glanced at him with a smile, ignored him, and directly mixed the paint, blue-gray, she approached the mirror, turned her face slightly, raised her hand and began to paint on the face, without even thinking about it.

Her skin is very fair, her lips are red and her teeth are white. Her long hair is smoothly scattered on her shoulders, revealing a beautifully curved and murderous slender neck.

Corresponding to the little red heart on Ji Yian's face, Song Chu also used yellow paint to draw a small lightning bolt in the corner of his eye. When he smiled, his eyes were rippling, as if he could really shoot a hundred thousand volts.

"Hey, take a picture." Song Chu fanned his face with his hand, trying to make the paint solidify quickly.

"Take my picture." Song Chu stopped Ji Yi'an from taking the phone, "I want to send it to Moments."

Ji Yi'an didn't know whether to call Song Chu childish or frank, she showed her happiness and excitement very frankly, even though it was too different from her previous personality.

In the past, when Ji Yi'an thought about her, he would get a headache and be difficult to deal with. He needed to be on guard against her causing troubles and moodiness at any time.

Still changing, he thought.

He didn't think about really changing Song Chu, he just wanted her to change her attitude towards life. He had witnessed Song Chu falling ill because of mood swings a few times, and he knew that she had a big problem with it, so he didn't want to force her , can only come slowly.

Song Chu did what he said.

She said she would adjust her state, and she really worked hard to do it.

Song Chu told him before that the only thing she wanted in life was to find Gu Cinian and then kill him, but now that she found it, Song Chu didn't do that.

She suppressed her emotions and overreactions, albeit by hurting herself.

Song Chu didn't say why he cut his palms bloody, but Ji Yi'an knew it, so he felt even more distressed.

"Smile." Song Chu held up his phone and urged him.

Ji Yian came back to his senses.

Song Chu's two cool fingers had already landed on the corners of his lips, forming a "V" shape, pushing the corners of his mouth upwards, and pulling out a smile that was too bright to be funny.

Song Chu looked at Ji Yi'an on the screen and couldn't help laughing.

With a movement of your fingertips, the painting is completely frozen.

It just so happened that a gust of wind blew over and messed up Song Chu's hair, and completely dispelled the indifference in her bones. Ji Yi'an let someone poke his mouth helplessly, with an unnatural expression, and the expression in his eyes His pampering and tolerance are undisguised.

The sun broke through the morning mist from top to bottom, revealing the jumping and rolling dust in the air.

It seems that all the unspeakable hidden stories and secrets have been blatantly exposed to the sun, and they can see the light again.

Song Chu is very courageous. I can tell by watching her play games. She has no fear at all. One after another, it's either a roller coaster or a jumping machine.

Played a thin layer of sweat in the winter.

"Fasten your seat belt." Ji Yi'an urged her.

Song Chu sat on the jumping machine, and the staff quickly came over to check, and then pulled down the guardrails on both sides.

Ji Yi'an took her hand.

Song Chu raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at him: "Afraid?"

Ji Yi'an sneered: "Show some face."

The jumping machine rose suddenly without warning, forcing the girls around to scream, one after another, it was so lively that Song Chu felt his heart sinking as it went up, falling like weightless.

Ji Yi'an raised the tightly held hands of the two of them and raised the head of the whole country.

The wind is so strong that it hurts when it blows on the face, but the laughter is warm.

Song Chu tied up her hair, and only rubbed the broken hair on her forehead to miss it. She laughed so that the corners of her eyes fluttered, and the corners of her raised eyes were innocent and pure.

There are boys and girls calling each other's name when they are falling rapidly, the voice is broken but true.

Their clenched hands, with their wrists attached to their wrists, could even feel the inconspicuous pulse beating under the other's skin, gradually speeding up, ready to burst out of the bone.

When Song Chu went up again, he also raised his left hand, which was left alone, into the air.

"Ji Yi'an!!" She yelled.

Ji Yian's heart skipped a beat because of this sentence.

He turned his head away, and the little girl was turning her head to look at him with a smile, because the cold wind still couldn't open her eyes, her eyes were narrowed into crooked slits, and the cartoon pattern of Ultraman on her cheeks did not disobey at all.

Ji Yi'an's Adam's apple rolled up and down, suppressing his restless emotions that had nowhere to rest, and then gently squeezed her knuckles.

"I really like you."

Sugar-coated cannonballs in the early Song Dynasty came out one after another, followed by this sentence, the voice was silent, dissipated in the whistling wind, just enough for Ji Yian to hear.

He underestimated the enemy for a moment, and was directly killed without leaving any behind.

His eye sockets were burning hot by some mysterious coincidence.

Song Chu was dragged by this fate all the way, and being able to grow into what he is now is already a hundred times tougher than ordinary people.

She was an outlier in the group, but it was precisely because she was an outlier that she did not drift along in the filth of the Golden Triangle.

She is a lone wolf in the vast night, she doesn't miss the crowd, she doesn't lust for the excitement, she licks her wounds alone when she gets hurt, but she never really bows to anyone.

The jumping machine finally stopped after bumping up and down.

As soon as Song Chu undid the safety buckle, Ji Yi'an pinched his shoulders and pushed him back to the seat, and the next second his lips and tongue were touching.

Song Chu unconsciously shrunk his neck back, then raised his hand to hug Ji Yi'an's neck, his slightly cool fingers intertwined and entangled on the back of his neck.

"Well...why are you in such a hurry."

In this kiss, Song Chu felt Ji Yi'an's eagerness to appease him.

But she asked herself, but she really didn't realize where she needed to be comforted.

Ji Yian retreated a little, the tips of his noses were so close that they almost touched each other, his voice was soft as if coaxing.

"I really like you too," he said, "very, very much."

Song Chu smiled, and the corners of the eyebrows and the tails of the eyes were full of joy: "Well, I know."

She rubbed the stubble on the back of Ji Yi'an's neck, it was a bit prickly, and she moved gently, not knowing who was comforting whom.

***

"Go and sit there for a while, rest for a while before playing." Ji Yi'an stopped Song Chu who was still eager to play the next one, "Be careful that you will faint in a while."

"It won't."

Song Chu muttered something, but followed him honestly.

"What do you want to drink?" Ji Yian asked.

Song Chu looked up and looked around: "Lemon tea."

"I'm going to line up, find a seat and wait a while."

Song Chu nodded, "Yes".

After she sat down, she took out her mobile phone from her bag, and the photo she just posted on Moments had already received several likes and comments.

In the beginning of the Song Dynasty, the circle of friends was not particularly large, but at least those few years of reading books were not for nothing. Although his personality was withdrawn, he could rely on his face that shined everywhere, so he didn't have to worry about no one adding friends.

But friends, of course, are not friends.

[It's surprising that people who haven't posted on Moments for a hundred years post posts, and they still show affection T_T]

[Super beautiful! !Your boyfriend is also super handsome! 】

【I envy you】

[When the goddess I once chased has a boyfriend...]

Song Chu was in a very good mood. She leaned on the chair and looked at each of them. She couldn't remember the names of many people. She needed to recall carefully before she could barely recall a tall, short, fat and thin outline.

Until he saw the bottom one, Song Chu narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a bit of impatience on his face.

The note is "Lin Lanlan".

【Honey, are you in Beijing!I just said I saw you just now!Wow, your boyfriend looks hundreds of times better in real life than in photos! ! ! ! 】

Song Chu gave a soft "tsk" sound, and the back of his head was knocked down.

"What are you frowning at?" Ji Yian came over with two glasses.

"A fool." Song Chu said.

"Who?" Ji Yian raised his eyebrows curiously.

"It's a college roommate." Song Chu handed over the phone.

Ji Yi'an took it, and looked down while taking a sip of the hot drink: "Tsk, what's the matter with this, you are still called a goddess, and you have been chasing you before?"

"Yes! Be jealous!" Song Chu kicked him with a smile.

Ji Yi'an nodded: "I'm angry."

"Then don't hold back your anger, vent it on me." Song Chu blew a hooligan whistle at him indecently.

Ji Yi'an had no choice but to pinch the back of the man's neck and pull Song Chu's flammable and explosive product away a little: "Why did Lin Lanlan mess with you? Didn't people still praise me for being handsome? How discerning."

"Shameless." Song Chu glanced at him, "This guy lives in the same suite as I am in England. He has the same major as design. He brings all kinds of boyfriends back every day, and I can hear their disgusting voices through the wall." , I was so noisy that I couldn’t sleep at night. I was in trouble every day, and I couldn’t hand in my homework at the end of the term, so I copied the design draft I drew before and handed it in.”

Ji Yi'an couldn't help laughing, gloating: "I can't see it, you still have such a pure heart and asceticism, making progress every day."

"Yes." Song Chu snorted.

"Then why did you chat with me when you saw me?"

"The main thing is that the voices of her boyfriends are so bad that I have nightmares at night." Song Chu approached Ji Yi'an again as he spoke, and blew lightly at his collarbone, "Your voice is different, for sure very……"

Before he could say the next few words, Ji Yian slapped his forehead.

Song Chu hugged his head and stared at him: "What are you doing!"

"I urge you to be more reserved, baby." Ji Yi'an smiled and asked, "Then how did you deal with her?"

"I don't bother with copying my work, but I can't stand the noise when I sleep. Later, when the two of them did that kind of thing, I used my mobile phone to cast a sad spell. It was quite tragic. I probably was influenced by it, and then I moved away. "

Ji Yi'an finally couldn't help laughing out loud, and fell crookedly on Song Chu's body.

"What kind of cute baby did I pick up?"