actor, he refuses to remarry

Ji Yanzhi took a breath, he didn't want Fang Zhi to know that he was crying.

It's so embarrassing for a 30-year-old man to shed tears.

He forced a laugh: "I'm really fine."

Fang Zhi was silent for a while, then said in a deep voice, "Okay, as long as you are fine, I will be home soon."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Zhi said to Yang Jie, "Book a plane ticket."

Yang Jie was surprised: "Huh? Are you going back by plane?"

"Well, book a flight ticket, the nearest one."

Yang Jie frowned: "You're not in a hurry, it's better to take the high-speed rail."

As for Brother Zhi's fear of heights, taking a plane can kill half of him.

"Brother Yan is in a bad mood, I want to go back and be with him quickly. The high-speed rail is too slow."

It would take five or six hours at least, and he couldn't wait.

Yang Jie sighed: "That's fine, I've decided, it will be in an hour."

"Ah."

Fang Zhi hurried home, and when he opened the door, he saw Ji Yanzhi curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

The blankets she was covering fell to the floor.

He shrank himself into a very small ball, buried his head in the crook of his arms, only a small half of his forehead was exposed.

When he came, his heart was beating wildly "thumping". Now seeing him sleeping soundly at home, his whole heart returned to its place in an instant.

He squatted down next to the sofa, then picked up the blanket, and gently covered Ji Yanzhi.

Ji Yanzhi trembled, his eyelashes trembled, and he looked over at him.

He was like a baby animal who had just woken up, with messy hair and red eye tails. He was still in the confusion and chaos of half-dream and half-awake. He muttered something and curled up again.

Fang Zhi's heart almost melted at this moment.

For a long time, he hadn't seen Ji Yanzhi who was completely defenseless in front of him.

How could it be so soft, so soft that he wanted to hold him in his arms and rub him to the bone.

Fang Zhi sat gently on the sofa, bent down to kiss his forehead.

"Sorry to bother you."

"Hmm..." Ji Yanzhi muttered vaguely, "Don't touch me, don't touch me..."

Fang Zhi coaxed him: "Don't touch it, it's just that it's uncomfortable to sleep here, can I carry you back to bed and sleep?"

"No, I don't want you to touch me."

Fang Zhi couldn't help laughing, "Good boy, don't make trouble."

Fang Zhi wrapped Ji Yanzhi's thin and thin body with a blanket, then wrapped his arms around Ji Yanzhi's waist, and hugged him whole.

Subconsciously, Ji Yan put his arms around Fang Zhi's neck.

Fang Zhi's body froze slightly, any hot desire could no longer be suppressed like spring water with high tide in spring.

Like a well that died in winter, it finally brought in fresh water.

He quickly walked back to the bedroom with Ji Yanzhi in his arms, almost falling on the bed together with him.

"Brother Yan, Brother Yan..."

He lowered his head and kissed Ji Yanzhi's hot lips, listening to his rapid breathing and gasping that was aroused by him.

Ji Yanzhi was so deprived of oxygen by his kiss that he couldn't help but tilt his head back, avoiding him.

Fang Zhi stared at his slender fair neck with scarlet eyes, and couldn't help biting his protruding Adam's apple.

Ji Yanzhi opened his eyes wide.

He stared blankly at Fang Zhi, unable to tell whether he was in a dream or in reality.

Fang Zhi kissed and rubbed his neck, then as if he had sensed something, he raised his head little by little, and suddenly met Ji Yanzhi's gaze.

His whole body froze.

Did not dare to move.

It was as if if he moved, everything he and Ji Yanzhi had at the moment would turn into bubbles.

He just met Ji Yanzhi's eyes, his heart was beating wildly.

Will Brother Yan push him away?

Will you hit him?

Will you tell him to go?

He couldn't control it again tonight, and the respect he promised had long been thrown behind his head, and he disappeared.

Will he be angry?

Fang Zhi's heart was full of uneasiness, but what made him even more alarmed was that two drops of translucent water suddenly gushed out of those beautiful slightly sinister eyes.

He rolled down along the end of Ji Yanzhi's eyes, and hit the back of Ji Yanzhi's hand with a "Bada".

Ji Yanzhi covered his face and cried softly.

Fang Zhi immediately let go of Ji Yanzhi in a panic. He stood by the bed at a loss, his voice trembling: "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to, can I stop touching you? Brother Yan, don't cry..."

"Don't cry, I won't do this again, okay?"

"I'll go, I'll sleep somewhere else tonight, I won't be an eyesore in front of you."

Ji Yanzhi's voice choked up: "Xiao Han and I had a fight."

Fang Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Xie Han didn't seem to be at home.

"What about others?"

Ji Yanzhi shook his head; "Let's go, he and Peng Chi are gone, he definitely doesn't really want to stay by Peng Chi's side, I can figure out the reason by using my brain, and I still scold him..."

Fang Zhi sat by the bed, he really wanted to give Ji Yanzhi a hug and wipe away his tears.

In the end, I held back and said in a calm voice: "Tomorrow I will send someone to look for him. Don't cry. Once you cry, I don't know what to do."

Only then did he realize that Ji Yanzhi's blushing was a little abnormal, and subconsciously touched Ji Yanzhi's forehead with the back of his hand.

Sure enough, I had a fever.

No wonder, her mind was so confused that she didn't even come up to slap him a few times when she kissed him just now.

"Brother Yan, you have a fever." He pressed Ji Yanzhi's shoulder, made him lean against the head of the bed, squatted down, found the medicine in the cabinet, and fed it to Ji Yanzhi's mouth.

"Come on, open your mouth."

Ji Yanzhi, who was sick, was extremely obedient and obedient, and put down all his usual defenses, like a black cat whose fur has been brushed.

He opened his mouth and gently swallowed the small pill.

His lips brushed Fang Zhi's fingers, and Fang Zhi's whole body became hotter and hotter, as if he had a fever.

"so bitter."

Ji Yanzhi frowned: "It's so hard."

Fang Zhi stretched out his hands to rub his head, and his soft black hair was messed up by himself, adding a bit of softness to Ji Yanzhi.

"Squeamish, this medicine is sweet."

Ji Yanzhi frowned, "Bitter."

Fang Zhi pointed out to him the words on the medicine box, "Look for yourself, it's written here, isn't it sweet?"

Ji Yanzhi shook his head, his face turned pale; "If you don't look at it, it's bitter. My heart is bitter, and everything I eat is bitter... Those seven years were too bitter."

These words made Fang Zhi's nose sore, and the salty tears couldn't help welling up, and he almost cried out.

He never heard Ji Yanzhi talk about the pain of those seven years, never.

He thought that his brother Yan was the most optimistic and strongest man in the world, but he was also a human being, a living person who could know warmth and warmth.

When he was with Ji Yanzhi back then, he swore to give Ji Yanzhi everything that was good for him, to be his heaven and his harbor.

Although he is an illegitimate child, Ji Yanzhi has never experienced hardship since he was a child.

In the end, he tortured the young master who grew up in the honey jar like this.

How scared he is that he can only say that he is uncomfortable when he is sick.

Fang Zhi smiled with difficulty, with a gentle voice; "It's not bitter anymore, and it won't be bitter in the future. My husband will cook sugar porridge for you. It's very sweet, and it won't be bitter after drinking it."

Ji Yanzhi closed his eyes slightly, and gave a very light "hmm".

Fang Zhi covered him with a quilt, then went to the kitchen and started cooking porridge.

The night was quiet and there was no sound.

He opened the kitchen window, lit a cigarette and bit it into his mouth.

Half an hour later, the sugar porridge was ready, Fang Zhi put it in a bowl, and carefully carried it to the bedroom.

Putting the bowl on the bedside table first, Fang Zhi bent down and coaxed Ji Yanzhi to get up.

"Brother Yan, come and eat something before going to sleep."

Ji Yanzhi was probably burnt out, he struggled to be sat up by Fang Zhi, frowned, "Fang Zhi, you promised me to quit smoking, but you are disobedient again, I will punish you to write a self-criticism."

Fang shook his hand, and the spoon fell into the bowl with a "ding dong--".

He couldn't believe it, his heart couldn't stop beating wildly.

"what did you just say?"

Fang Zhi smokes, he has been smoking since he was in school.

Later, after getting together with Ji Yanzhi, Ji Yanzhi said that there can't be two smokers in the family, so he forced him to quit, and even called it "children can't smoke".

When he just quit smoking, he was really uncomfortable. He often couldn't sleep at night. He couldn't help it anymore, so he sneaked away from Ji Yanzhi's smoking.

But Ji Yanzhi has a bright nose, no matter how he rinses his mouth or takes a bath, he can smell it.

Every time he was caught, Ji Yanzhi punished him to write a self-criticism and read it aloud in front of him.

Fang Zhi really didn't expect that he could still hear about the past from Ji Yanzhi's mouth...

He took Ji Yanzhi's hand, put it on his lips and kissed it.

"I'll write it, I'll write it later, write [-] words, and I'll read it to you one by one."

Ji Yanzhi frowned.

Fang Zhi sniffed, "Come, eat."

After feeding Ji Yanzhi porridge, Fang Zhi coaxed Ji Yanzhi back to sleep.

Seeing Ji Yanzhi gently holding his hand, Fang Zhi's eyes were full of helplessness and complexity.

"Only at this time will you be as cute as before, and I don't want you to get better."

He laughed: "Forget it, I will feel bad, get well soon, Brother Yan."

He lowered his head and kissed Ji Yanzhi's forehead: "Good night."

After closing the bedroom door, Fang Zhicai went to the living room and found the phone from his coat pocket.

Then turn to Xie Han's phone number.

After calling five or six times, it was finally connected.

"what's up."

It was Peng Chi's voice.

Fang Zhi's eyes turned cold.

"I'm looking for Xie Han."

Peng Chi: "Xiao Chi has already fallen asleep, you can tell me what you need from him."

Fang Zhi sneered, "Peng Chi, why are you and I pretending to be confused here? If you are really doing Xie Han a favor, you should let him go."

"I don't bother you to intervene in the matter between me and Xiaohan. I'm here to remind Mr. Fang, don't stretch your hands so long. As long as Xiaohan and I are fine, I will guarantee that you and your family will be fine too, but If you meddle in other people's business, then don't blame me for being ungrateful. How miserable Ji Yanzhi was before, I can make him even worse."

Fang Zhi felt a little uneasy in his heart, "What do you mean?"

Peng Chi: "Speaking of which, I still need to thank you."

"what?"

Peng Chi: "The recordings you made are really good things."

Fang Zhi's face suddenly paled.