person oxidized by love

In the end, Zhou Keyun ate all of these, and there was nothing left.

"Are you going home with me today?" Zhou Keyun asked Ji Xinghui.

"I have to collect things when I go back to my place." Ji Xinghui said honestly, "Didn't you ask me to move on Sunday?"

Zhou Keyun looked satisfied: "Then I'll ask the driver to take you home."

"Aren't you leaving yet?" Ji Xing looked back at his watch, it was almost ten o'clock.

"Well, there is still some work to be done." Zhou Keyun got up, rubbed Ji Xinghui's head, "Thank you for the soup."

Ji Xing took back the thermos and bowls, thought about it, and said something useless: "Go to bed early, good night."

Zhou Keyun seemed to be in a particularly good mood, he nodded: "Good night."

When Ji Xing returned home, he washed the bowl first. There was still a little soup in the casserole, which was left over because the thermos just couldn't fit in it. Ji Xing was reluctant to waste it, so he heated it up and drank it for supper.

The night was already deep, Ji Xing looked back out of the window, this place was far away from the city center, so there was no brightly lit night scene to see, everything seemed quiet and deep at this time.

Ji Xinghui recalled what happened just now. They were sitting in Zhou Keyun's office, close to each other, sharing a pot of homemade soup. Every detail was vivid and bright. He missed such tender moments.

Ji Xinghui set the alarm clock for tomorrow morning before going to sleep, and planned to go to the express delivery point to buy some cardboard boxes.

Moving house is a physical labor, and Ji Xinghui is exhausted after picking up half of it.

The process of breaking up was also very painful. In fact, according to Zhou Keyun's proper habits, even if Ji Xinghui only moved someone there, he probably wouldn't be missing anything.

But he just couldn't bear to part with this or that, he felt it was unnecessary to carry it, and felt it was a waste to throw it away. Later, he spent more time and thought on dealing with sundries than packing his luggage.

After a busy day, Ji Xing lay down on the bed, not wanting to move a single finger.He raised his mobile phone to his eyes, and checked the news related to Xingyang. Many people were guessing who the FG spokesperson who was about to take over would be.

FG is an affordable luxury brand under Xingyang. It was established not long ago, but because of its avant-garde design and keen sense of fashion, it has always been favored by young people, and it has also been praised abroad. The gold content of the spokesperson can be seen.

Everyone seems to want a piece of the pie, real and fake stories are flying all over the sky, and the good people have posted a lot of voting posts, making fans very busy.

Ji Xinghui didn't have much interest in these things. Instead of watching people going to and fro on the Internet, he might as well care more about Xingyang's stock price.

After all, Ji Xinghui also bought some, he didn't want to turn green in misery.

Ji Xing went back and refreshed, and found that someone posted Zhou Keyun's photo, and said that instead of spending money to hire such a disqualified artist, it is better to let the boss do it himself, how handsome.

Although this was just a netizen's joke, Ji Xinghui still looked at the photo seriously. It was the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Xingyang's new office building. In such a blurry photo, one can still see Zhou Keyun's facial features are correct and handsome.

In fact, when he was in high school, Ji Xinghui felt that Zhou Keyun was very good-looking, suitable to be a pianist, and sitting there was the flower of Gaoling.

He thought that what Zhou Keyun told the man about the list yesterday was probably to choose a new spokesperson.

Ji Xing looked back for a while and felt sleepy, when Qu Ning's message popped up, asking him if he wanted to have dinner together.

Ji Xing was too tired to go back, so he declined Qu Ning and decided to order a takeaway.

After eating, he became even more lazy and fell asleep lying on the bed. When Ji Xinghui woke up, he saw Zhou Keyun's missed call on his phone.

But it was already 12:[-], and Ji Xinghui didn't know if Zhou Keyun had rested, so he sent him a WeChat message.

"Just fell asleep, what's wrong?"

Zhou Keyun's message came back quickly: "It's nothing, I just asked if you packed it up."

Ji Xing went into the bathroom with his mobile phone and replied, "It's almost there."

Anyway, his rent hasn't expired yet, so he can come back later to clean up if he doesn't fix it.

"I'll pick you up at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

The subject of this sentence is "I", Ji Xing read it twice and replied with "Yes".

After confirming that Zhou Keyun would not reply again, Ji Xinghui took off his clothes and went in to take a shower.

The next day, Chen Ran first contacted Ji Xinghui and told him that a moving company would come over in the morning.

Ji Xing went downstairs to buy breakfast, and bought mineral water and biscuits to replenish energy for the moving company's little brother.

He didn't have many things, and he moved them out soon. Ji Xinghui looked at the suddenly empty home and felt a little uncomfortable.

He lived here for many years and moved in after his grandma passed away.Ji Xinghui got very close with the owner of the small supermarket at the gate of the community. He often went to buy cigarettes, and the brands he smoked were not fixed, they were all sold for around ten yuan a pack.

When I wanted to quit smoking for a while, I bought cheap lollipops.

Later, I failed to quit smoking, and the lollipops were thrown in the corner, and finally all expired.

Ji Xing never goes home during Chinese New Year. The boss takes care of him and always sends him dumplings on New Year's Eve. He thinks it's not easy for him to be out alone.

After thinking about it, Ji Xing went downstairs anyway. He planned to say goodbye to the boss.

He still bought a pack of cigarettes, but this time he was extravagant and took a pack of 40 yuan Yellow Crane Tower. He chatted with the boss and said that he was going to move out today.

The boss took the cigarette he handed over, a little surprised: "Why so suddenly?"

The two walked to the door to smoke, Ji Xinghui smiled shyly: "I got married a few days ago."

The boss was even more surprised: "Flash marriage?"

Ji Xing shook his head back, and took a puff of cigarette between his fingers: "No, he is my old classmate."

The boss smiled with some relief: "Finally, there is someone who can accompany you."

Ji Xinghui smoked in silence and smiled: "He treats me very well."

The boss patted him on the shoulder and smiled plainly.

After the two of them finished smoking, the boss went in and continued to work. Ji Xing walked slowly into the community, stopped by the bushes downstairs of the unit, and took out a piece of chicken breast strips for cats from his pocket. He called out while looking for it. : "Meow, it's lunch time, are you here?"

There was a rustle in the bushes, and a raccoon cat protruded out. Ji Xinghui squatted down and unpacked it: "Are you hungry?"

Cihuamao is very familiar with him, Ji Xinghui always feeds it, and the family also prepares cat food for it.

Ji Xinghui helped it tear the chicken breast into small pieces, and touched its head while it was eating: "I'm leaving."

The cat couldn't understand what he was saying, so it tilted its head to look at him and gave a "meow".

"I'm moving away, you have to take care of yourself in the future." Ji Xinghui scratched its chin gently, "Stop fighting with dogs."

The cat didn't understand parting, so it rubbed its face against Ji Xinghui's palm.

Ji Xinghui pinched it again, he had already said his goodbyes, he stood up and was ready to go home.

Ji Xing turned around and paused his footsteps. He even suspected that he had read it wrong. Zhou Keyun didn't know when he arrived. He leaned on the car and was looking at him.

Zhou Keyun wore a pair of metal half-rim glasses today, looking very refined.

Ji Xing walked over quickly, and subconsciously looked at his watch: "Why are you here?"

Zhou Keyun smiled, looking in a good mood: "I'm done with work, so I'm here."

"Have you eaten yet?" Ji Xing asked him back.

"Not yet, cook it for me?" Zhou Keyun looked at him leisurely.

"There's nothing left at home." Ji Xing didn't cook much, and he didn't have the habit of hoarding vegetables. "What do you want to eat, I'll go buy some food."

Zhou Keyun thought for a while: "Forget it, have you packed it up, let's go to the new house and eat."

Ji Xinghui only had one bag left that the moving company did not remove. Inside it were his documents and some important things. The photo that Shen Yiyuan gave him was stuffed in the interlayer, and the tie that he wanted to give to Zhou Keyun was also in the bag.

"Okay, I'll go up and get it." Ji Xing replied.

Zhou Keyun followed naturally and walked in with Ji Xinghui.

The house was almost emptied, and Zhou Keyun saw Ji Xinghui's lettuce and shallots raised in foam bowls on the kitchen window sill.

Ji Xinghui picked up the bag and followed Zhou Keyun's gaze. He said a little embarrassedly: "If you raise it yourself, it will save money and be convenient."

"Aren't you going to take them away?" Zhou Keyun asked.

Ji Xing was stunned for a moment: "Can I take it?"

Zhou Keyun turned to look at him, with a gentle tone: "That's your home too, you can grow vegetables in the garden if you want, you don't need to ask me about such things."

Ji Xing pursed his lips and smiled indistinctly: "Thank you."

When he finally went downstairs, Ji Xinghui was holding a foam bowl in one hand.When Lihuamao saw him, he wanted to come over, but after seeing Zhou Keyun, he braked again, looking very vigilant.

Ji Xinghui was a little surprised: "Are you here to see me off?"

The raccoon cat "meowed", as if answering Ji Xinghui.

"Do you know this cat?" Zhou Keyun's wording was a bit weird, but it seemed natural when he said it.

"I often feed the stray cat in the neighborhood. Look, it still has white gloves. Isn't it super cute?" Ji Xing explained to him.

"Seeing that it's not afraid of you, why don't you keep it?" Zhou Keyun stared at the cat with a serious expression.

"One is that it costs a lot of money to raise a cat, and I can't give it any good conditions. The other is that I am too busy with work. Instead of keeping it at home, it should prefer to play outside." Ji Xing He smiled back, "It likes watching sparrows the most."

Zhou Keyun nodded, and he opened the co-pilot's door for Ji Xinghui: "Put it in front."

Ji Xinghui found that there was no driver in the driving seat, and this Bentley was not the one that Zhou Keyun had been using before.

"Did you drive here?" Ji Xing asked back.

Zhou Keyuan went around to the driver's seat, opened the door and sat in, fastened his seat belt, and answered him seriously: "Well, sometimes you drive by yourself, and it's also a way to adjust your mood. Why are you so surprised?"

"I've never seen you drive before, I think it's amazing." Ji Xinghui carefully put the foam bowl by his feet, still carrying the bag on his back.

Zhou Keyun smiled, and asked Ji Xinghui before stepping on the gas pedal: "Then do you like that cat?"

Ji Xinghui looked out subconsciously. The cihuamao was sitting on the steps, as if looking at the sparrow again. He looked away: "Of course I like it, but liking is just liking, and it can't change anything."

The three hes in Chinese all sound the same. Regardless of the context, this sentence sounds like a vague subject, like a veiled riddle.