person oxidized by love

Nothing special happened on Wednesday. I went to the company for a day to do pre-loan investigations during the day, and then came back to work overtime at night to do desk work. Chen Ran sent him a message after eight o'clock, but Ji Xinghui was too busy to see it.

Fifteen minutes later, Zhou Keyun personally called.

Ji Xing pressed the speakerphone to pick it up, and asked a little strangely, "What's wrong?"

My hands are still typing.

"Did you see the message?" Zhou Keyun asked, the background voice was a bit noisy.

"Well, I haven't watched it yet." Ji Xinghui exited the call interface, switched to WeChat, and saw that Chen Ran had sent him tomorrow's arrangements.

Zhou Keyun must have changed the room, and the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent: "I have an appointment at noon, so I'll come pick you up after dinner."

Ji Xing glanced back: "It's okay, I can go there by myself, why did I go to this studio first?"

Zhou Keyun was quiet, and said slowly: "We need to take wedding photos first."

Ji Xinghui was burned by his words, and said "ah" in a daze: "Do you still want to hang it on the bedside?"

Zhou Keyun remained silent for a longer time this time: "It's not a wedding photo, it's a photo on the marriage certificate. Three photos are needed."

Ji Xinghui smiled a little embarrassedly: "So it's like this... I have no experience in getting married for the first time haha."

"It's okay." Zhou Keyun said.

Then the phone call fell into a strange silence, and Ji Xing coughed back: "Apart from the household registration book and ID card, do you need to bring anything else?"

"No need." Zhou Keyun paused for a long time, "Are you still working overtime?"

"Well, it's almost ready." Ji Xing replied.

"Do you want me to ask the driver to pick you up?" Zhou Keyun asked.

Ji Xing went back to look for materials on the table, smiled: "No need, I will go back by myself."

But Zhou Keyun didn't seem to hear it, and made a decision on his own: "I will arrive at your bank in 10 minutes. It is already very late, and I should go to bed early today."

In this way, there is no need to transfer to the subway, Ji Xinghui no longer shirked, and said straightforwardly: "Okay, thank you Mr. Zhou."

Ten minutes later, Ji Xinghui packed up his things. He didn't like to make others wait for him. He probably didn't have the car yet, so he was going to go downstairs and wait.

Unexpectedly, the car had already arrived, and it was the same car that went to Xinggang before. Because the license plate number was very auspicious, Ji Xinghui memorized it.

With his bag on his back, Ji Xing opened the car door, and was about to say hello to the driver, when he saw Zhou Keyun and stumbled on the words: "Mr. Zhou, why are you here?"

Zhou Keyun frowned slightly, looking a little tired: "By the way, take me home as well."

Ji Xinghui sat down beside him obediently.

Zhou Keyun never played music or the radio in the car. This kind of silence made Ji Xinghui feel a little uncomfortable, and even the passage of time seemed to slow down.

"Have you ever heard of a custom?" Ji Xinghui said suddenly, as if trying to find something to say, "The bride and groom cannot see each other the day before their wedding."

Zhou Keyun was originally closing his eyes and resting his mind. Hearing this, he frowned unhappily: "Feudal superstition."

Ji Xinghui thought his reaction was amusing, and continued with a bit of wickedness: "How can you say that, there is a reason for customs, the so-called meeting before marriage, not seeing each other after marriage..."

Zhou Keyun opened his eyes and asked blankly, "Then what else should we pay attention to?"

Ji Xinghui felt a little creeped by him, but continued to say: "The groom cannot sleep on the marriage bed alone, odd numbers are unlucky."

"You've never been married, so you know the customs very well." Zhou Keyun looked at him with thorns in his words.

"I've never eaten pork, but I've seen pigs running..." Ji Xing muttered back, moving his butt to the side calmly.

"But we don't care." Ji Xing replied.

Zhou Keyun closed his eyes again, and let out an impatient "hmm".

When Ji Xing returned home and went downstairs, after Ji Xing got off the car, Zhou Keyun followed him down.

"You don't need to see me off." Ji Xinghui felt a little strange.

But the driver drove the car away. Zhou Keyun looked at him and said naturally, "It's unlucky to have an odd number, so we'll sleep together tonight."

Ji Xinghui wrote "Are you crazy" all over his face, and he blinked: "Are you serious?"

"I'm not joking." Zhou Keyun came over and bumped Ji Xinghui's shoulder as if on purpose.

"Hey, do you know you?" Ji Xinghui chased after him.

"Zhou Keyun!" Ji Xing couldn't brake in time and hit Zhou Keyun's back directly. His chin collided closely with Zhou Keyun's shoulder, causing him to gasp in pain.

Zhou Keyun frowned: "What's the rush?"

Ji Xinghui covered his chin and asked him, "Are you angry?"

Zhou Keyun avoided his gaze: "No."

Ji Xing replied helplessly: "How old is he, he still doesn't admit it when he's angry."

"They said there is no more." Zhou Keyun's voice was a little louder.

"Then why do you want to go home with me? Isn't it just to make things difficult for me? Childish." Ji Xinghui rubbed his chin, feeling that Zhou Keyun's temper was too difficult to figure out.

"That's because you said it's unlucky to meet each other the night before getting married, and it's an even number if you sleep together, isn't it auspicious?" Zhou Keyun looked at him.

"Is this the same thing?" Ji Xinghui was overwhelmed by his logic, "You and I..."

"Hello, two." The door on the first floor was suddenly opened, and a burly elder brother poked his head out, "Can we go home after arguing? It's late."

Ji Xinghui immediately apologized: "I'm sorry."

Zhou Keyun had a bad expression on his face. In order to prevent him from conflicting with strangers, Ji Xinghui grabbed his wrist and dragged him upstairs, and walked to the fifth floor dully.

At the door of the house, when Ji Xinghui reached out to take out the keys from his bag, he realized that he was still holding Zhou Keyun's wrist, so he let go immediately in fright, and then, in order to cover up this action, he seemed to be unable to find the key , to touch his trouser pocket.

After dawdling for a long time, Ji Xinghui inserted the key into the lock: "I'm ugly to say the first, my place is small, there is a hotel across the road, you can go to..."

Zhou Keyun suddenly reached out and took Ji Xinghui's hand holding the key. He leaned over, as if wrapping Ji Xinghui in his arms.

"Shut up and open the door." Zhou Keyun's tone was still bad, but his movements were gentle.

With a click, the door opened.

This is a small one-bedroom apartment with few things, but it still looks cramped.

"The landlord separated half of the room and rented it to someone else to store things." Ji Xinghui didn't have extra slippers at all, so he had to give his own to Zhou Keyun, and he walked in barefoot.

"So I canceled the living room, and I don't entertain people anyway." Ji Xinghui explained, "It's also pretty good, and I rented a single room with the money I need to share with others."

Zhou Keyun didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

"Do you want some water? I'll heat it up now." Ji Xinghui picked up the electric kettle and went to the kitchen to fetch water.

The house is so small that Zhou Keyun can see everything at a glance.

"Are you under a lot of debt pressure? Account managers also have 10,000+ a year." Zhou Keyun asked.

Ji Xinghui boiled the water and wiped off the splashed water stains with a rag: "I only started working as a customer manager last year. I used to be a small teller. Although the salary is high now, I can save a little bit. I also want to Pay off your debts sooner.”

"At home... it's just a place to sleep anyway, I think it's pretty good here." Ji Xing smiled back, turned around and saw Zhou Keyun still standing, and said, "You can sit on my bed, I tell you this bed only It is 1.5 meters, and the air conditioner is very cold, so I advise you to call the driver and ask him to take you home."

Zhou Keyun pulled away the chair by the dining table, sat down, lowered his eyes and said, "It's okay, I think you're fine here."

Ji Xinghui said in surprise: "So you still say such considerate words."

Zhou Keyun looked at him silently, looking a little helpless.

Ji Xing smiled back. He found a glass in the cupboard, turned on the tap, and rinsed it seriously.

"Actually, the house I live in with my grandma in Xinggang is not much bigger than this, but grandma has a way to let me have my own room and desk, and I even have a bookcase." Ji Xing returned his hands slowly. He paused, and continued, "It's a pity that I'm too busy with work now, so I don't have time to read. In fact, I really like reading."

Ji Xinghui turned off the faucet, put the glass at hand, and wiped his hands with the apron hanging on the side: "Hey, what am I talking about?"

The water was already boiling, Ji Xinghui first poured water for Zhou Keyun, and then poured the remaining water into the kettle.

"Sorry, there's no tea either." Ji Xinghui put the glass on the table.

Zhou Keyun said "It's okay", then he took Ji Xinghui's hand and lowered his posture abruptly: "Ji Xinghui, take me in for a night today."