Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

It's Ji Ningsheng.

To say that they are acquaintances is actually a reluctance, because Wen Sheng has not seen him again in the past three years, and the only time he heard his name was from Wen Sili.

At the courtyard gathering that day, Wen Sili and Wen Sheng complained about embarrassing things about the school, and incidentally mentioned that they bumped into Ji Ningsheng.Although it was just passing by, after hearing the news, I still asked someone to investigate Ji Ningsheng's situation.

After the education scholarship award, Ji Ningsheng left the country in the second year.The reason why I met Wen Sili in Italy was because of a school trip, a pure accident.

At that time, neither Ji Ningsheng nor Wen Sili had any contact with Zhao Lingke.With no annoying emotional entanglements, Wen Sili focused on his studies, so he didn't pay much attention to Ji Ningsheng's affairs.

The Ji Ningsheng in front of him was no longer the childish person he was three years ago. He held a blue gift box and looked in the direction of the venue with a hesitant expression on his face.It doesn't look like it's passing by casually.

Hearing the sound, he parked the car subconsciously, turned his head and told Xiao Fusang: "Dad, go down there, you wait obediently in the car for Dad."

"Do you want to see that uncle?" Little Fusang also saw Ji Ningsheng.

"Well," Wen Sheng unbuckled his seat belt and opened the window by the way, "Call me if you need anything, it won't be long."

"Yeah." Little Fusang nodded obediently.

There were regular footsteps coming from behind, and when Ji Ningsheng turned his head, he saw an unexpected person appearing in front of him: "Wen...Mr. Wen?"

He was still as nervous as three years ago, but this time it was not because of Wen Sheng himself, but because the elder brother of Wen Sili was in front of him.

"Waiting for someone?" Wen Sheng glanced at the gift box in his hand.

"Ah... no," Ji Ningsheng subconsciously hid his hands behind his back, "Just strolling around and was about to leave... Are you passing by too?"

"No," Wen Sheng didn't expose it, "Si Li has an event here today, I'll take a look at it. Now that the event is over, they're all leaving one after another."

"Ah..." Ji Ningsheng seemed to heave a sigh of relief, but also faintly disappointed: "It's over..."

Hearing the sound, he had a panoramic view of his reaction, and a strange guess suddenly popped up in his heart.After thinking for a while, he changed the topic: "But the celebration party has just begun. If you need to ask him for something, you can go to the backstage."

Wen Sheng took out his invitation letter from the inner pocket: "Use this, they won't stop you." He also took a business card by the way.

"No...I'm not..." Ji Ningsheng hastily refused.

Wen Sheng didn't give him this chance, and put the invitation letter and business card into his arms: "My daughter is still waiting for me in the car, let's talk next time."

As he said that, he immediately turned around, and before taking two steps, he suddenly remembered something and turned back: "By the way, after two days of Christmas, Little Fusang must be very welcoming of new friends. If you happen to have time, call me and I will send someone to pick you up." you."

Little Fusang's call came from the car at the right time: "Father! When are you leaving? I'm hungry!"

"Here we come." Hearing the sound, he nodded and quickly returned to the car.

Ji Ningsheng pinched his business card and watched the car disappear out of sight.There was a bright struggle in his eyes. After a long time, he finally put the business card back in his pocket, turned around and ran towards the venue holding the invitation letter...

Meanwhile, in the car.

"Father, what did you say to that uncle just now? Why doesn't he look very happy?" Little Fusang looked curious.

"Papa invited him to come over for Christmas in two days."

"He didn't agree?"

"He will agree." Wen Sheng's eyes were full of meaning: "Sometimes he doesn't like it in his mouth, but it doesn't mean he doesn't like it in his heart. He is happy."

"Ah?" Little Fusang's eyes froze, and after a while, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed: "I know, it's the same as when Uncle Ji saw me, right? He said why he came again and couldn't leave quickly, while leading me into the house ..."

She speaks very smoothly now, and looks smarter and more sensitive than children of the same age.

Hearing the sound with a smile: "Yes."

Little Fusang asked again: "So Uncle Ji also likes me, right?"

Hearing the sound, he thought for a while: "Maybe it's just that I don't hate it."

Such a cynical person will not easily let go of his principles because of someone, and the liking that little Fusang said may be just a whim in his opinion.

After three years of getting along, it is not difficult to see that Ji Han's principle is only two words: fun.

A god who is born powerful and has nothing to pursue, seems to have nothing else to do except please himself.

Hearing the sound, an idea popped up suddenly, since Ji Han's reckless behavior is because he has nothing to do, what if he is given a goal so that he has something to do?How will he react?

This idea just passed by in a flash, and when he heard the sound, he immediately thought of his godhead that had not been fully recovered, and quickly dismissed it.

However, since some thoughts have been generated, they will not disappear easily. They will wait for an opportunity to finally make themselves a reality.

Christmas came as promised, and many guests came to Wen's house on Christmas Eve.

The happiest person is of course Little Fusang, and it is always the children who gain the most in this kind of occasion.

To Wen Sheng's surprise, the biggest winner in the game didn't seem very happy.Although she would also answer the elders' questions, her eyes would always drift towards the door from time to time.

Hearing the sound, she could see that she was absent-minded, and found an excuse to take her back to the room: "Why do you look at the door? Did you invite other friends over?"

Little Fusang pursed her lips and shook her head, but unfortunately she was betrayed by her eyes, which were usually dim and full of grievances.

Hearing the sound calmly: "Forgot what Dad said? What happens to children who lie?"

Little Fusang was about to cry: "I didn't lie, I didn't even say anything..."

Hearing sighed slightly, he stroked the top of her hair: "Who are you waiting for? Can't even dad?"

After a moment of silence, little Fusang wiped away his tears and mustered up his courage: "It's Uncle Ji, we made an appointment to spend Christmas together, but he didn't come..."

Hearing the sound, she didn't expect that she was waiting for Ji Han, but then she thought about the time she went to Zhao's house to watch a movie a few days ago, and before leaving, Little Fusang did go back and talk to Ji Han for a while, so it turned out that he was invited to Christmas ?

Wen Sheng didn't want to see her continue to be sad, so he comforted: "It's okay, Dad's friends didn't come either, do you remember that uncle you met outside the venue?"

Little Fusang remembered that this happened: "Oh! That's right, that uncle didn't come either!"

The sadness of a child is actually very easy to be diverted. Once someone finds out that someone is as lost as he is, the sadness will soon be halved or even disappear.

Little Fusang really forgot about Ji Han, and instead comforted Wen Sheng: "It's okay, we have other friends, we don't lack him! Eat something to feel better, Dad, let's go down."

After speaking, he couldn't help but drag Wen Sheng downstairs, and bumped into Wen Sili who was going upstairs on the way.

"Brother? I also said where have you been? Why haven't you seen anyone for a long time?" He noticed the tears on Little Fusang's face, "What's wrong? Did you cry?"

"Well, it's all right now. Parents have already left?" There was silence downstairs.

"Let's go. Not long after the two of you went upstairs, they said that it was too late for fear of affecting Xiao Fusang's rest. I just finished delivering it."

The activity area was even tidied up. Hearing the sound, he thought of the original intention of the two of them coming down: "Is there any dessert? Little Fusang is a little hungry."

"Yes, I'll get it." After saying that, he turned his head and walked towards the back kitchen, but unexpectedly, an abrupt doorbell came from the entrance.

Wen Sili was puzzled: "Who came to visit so late?"

Little Fusang's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Go and open the door, Dad go and open the door!"

Hearing the sound, he knew who she was waiting for, but he already had a guess in his heart when he heard the rhythm of the doorbell.After opening it, facing Ji Ningsheng's face that was flushed red from the cold, he was not at all surprised by the sound.

Ji Han never knocked on the door seriously.

"I'm late." Ji Ningsheng opened his mouth and let out a mist.

"It's not too late, come in." Wen Sheng stepped aside.

He was about to ask Wen Sili to bring over another pot of hot tea, but was interrupted by the sudden cry of Little Fusang: "Woo——"

Ji Ningsheng was frightened by the crying, and immediately turned pale: "I'm sorry, I... Did I scare you?"

"It should have nothing to do with you, you go in first." Wen Sheng closed the door and immediately hugged Little Fusang to comfort him: "Why are you crying again? Didn't you say that you will feel better after eating? Go, let's urge your uncle. "

"No...not!" Little Fusang explained hiccup while weeping, "Your friend came, but my...hiccup...mine didn't come, I'm so sad..."

She pointed at Ji Ningsheng and complained.

Wen Sheng had no choice but to explain: "Although Dad's friend came, but he didn't come to see Dad, Dad was also very sad."

"You...you lied..." Little Fusang didn't believe it.

"Don't believe me? Then you can ask uncle who he is looking for." Hearing the sound, he turned around and looked at Ji Ningsheng, who was somewhat reserved.

Ji Ningsheng had already seen that he was the one who made Little Fusang cry, so he didn't dare to lie: "I'm here to find Wen Sili, and I'm to find your uncle."

Hearing the sound, he caught a glimpse of the wandering feet at the kitchen door, and confirmed it again: "Are you looking for Si Li?"

"Yes." The first time I said it, the second time I was much calmer.

"Does he know you've come to see him?"

"I don't know, I haven't had a chance to tell him."

Wen Sheng: "Why is there no chance?"

Ji Ningsheng scratched his head: "I was blocked by him."

Wen Sheng didn't laugh at it, but asked: "Is there no other chance to tell him that you will come today?"

"No... no."

"You're lying!" Wen Sili finally couldn't help coming out of the back kitchen when he heard this. He put down the dessert plate with a snap, and stepped forward to question Ji Ningsheng: "Who couldn't beat a stick at the backstage reception last time?" What the fuck? Did you say that then? Did you say it? Who will you pretend to be wronged for?"

Ji Ningsheng was so bullied by him that he dared not speak.

Wen Sili was still puzzled after scolding, so he came over and explained to Wen Sheng: "Brother, don't be fooled by the innocent and innocent look on his face, it's all just pretending! I was..."

He stopped suddenly in the middle of the speech, a trace of unwillingness flashed across his face when he thought of something, he clenched his fist and then loosened it, loosened it and clenched it again, and after a while he finally couldn't help punching Ji Ningsheng in the face.

As early as when Wen Sili turned around, Wen Sheng covered little Fusang's eyes. Seeing the unilateral bullying intensified, Wen Sheng immediately took Little Fusang upstairs, even forgetting the dessert.

Little Fusang only heard muffled groans and beatings. She didn't know what happened and wanted to probe, but was pressed back by the big palm that heard the sound: "Good boy, don't look."

"Why? Is uncle fighting with a friend?" Little Fusang was puzzled.

"No," Wen Sheng naturally would not admit, "They are exchanging feelings."

"What is emotion?"

"Like and dislike are both a kind of emotion, too much."

"Does the little uncle like it or hate it?"

Hearing the sound, he pondered for a moment: "I probably like it."

Little Fusang nodded seriously, as if he really understood.After a long while, he suddenly raised his head and asked Wen Sheng: "Then who should I call uncle or aunt in the future?"

Wen Sheng: "..." I underestimated this little girl, she could really understand it.

After thinking for a while, he heard the voice: "Don't worry about this, you have no chance to call Auntie."

"why?"

"Because you will have a new uncle soon." Wen Sheng lowered his eyes: "Not only that, you can no longer call me Dad."

"What should you be called then?"

Hearing a deep voice: "Call me dad."

After the voice fell, the footsteps in the corridor stopped suddenly. After a long time, the door opened and closed, and the immature child's voice disappeared.

The author has something to say:

Love my brother · HE is over

Tomorrow, I will release a small explanation after leaving, and strive for a new story the day after tomorrow

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