person oxidized by love

Chen Sijin pressed his temple with one hand, and said a little decadently: "I really lost my head just now, so I called him for no reason."

Ji Xinghui pulled out his chair and sat down. He poured Chen Sijin a cup of tea, but he was very understanding and didn't ask any further questions.

Chen Sijin raised his head, held the cup, and smiled wryly: "I'm too bad now, I need my subordinates to take care of me."

"Chen Xing, people always have such moments." Ji Xing smiled back.

Chen Sijin sighed quietly and slowly.

Ji Xinghui had never seen Chen Sijin like this. From the first day he arrived at the branch, he gave the impression of being gentle and confident.Chen Sijin is favored by wealth and status, but he does not cause envy because of his modesty and ease, which makes people love him.

"He and I were classmates in high school, and we didn't know anything about dating at that time." Chen Sijin smiled wryly, "We did a lot of boring things together, but we were very happy. When I was young, I felt that as long as I was with him, I could do nothing."

"Later, the university was not in the same city, and the conversation was very hard. When he was about to graduate, he said that he wanted to break up." Chen Sijin fell into the memory, "In fact, it was right to break up. After graduation, I will stay in Xiting, and he will go abroad. Four years away. It's enough torture, let alone a foreign country. But I was very impulsive at that time, so I said, please marry me."

"He is two months younger than me, and he has just reached the legal age of marriage. We didn't tell anyone. One second, we were arguing about breaking up, and the next second, we went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate." Chen Sijin smiled, and his eyelashes trembled slightly. , "Sounds romantic, doesn't it? But romance doesn't work."

"When he returned to China, we both felt that we could finally be together, but we divorced not long after." Chen Sijin closed her eyes with a disheartened expression, "Sometimes I wonder if it was because my marriage proposal was too casual at that time. , so the divorce is so hasty?"

Ji Xinghui felt tight in his chest, and he couldn't help but ask, "Do you miss him?"

Chen Sijin shook his head and said softly, "I can't think about it."

"Let's go, take a taxi back." Chen Sijin closed his eyes and took back his out-of-control emotions.

Ji Xing helped Chen Sijin back. He had indeed drunk too much, and he was shaking a little.

It was late, and there were no diners in the restaurant lobby, only one table was seated.

The man stood up and walked straight towards them.

Ji Xinghui was a little surprised, he didn't expect Chen Sijin's ex-husband not to leave.

"Let me do it." The man said to Ji Xing, Chen Sijin was so drunk that he didn't struggle after being carried over.

"Thank you today." The man was very polite, and even handed Ji Xing a business card back.

Ji Xing got back into the special express car, loosened his tie, and let out a slow breath.

He would be extremely tired every time after socializing, wishing he could just fall asleep.

Ji Xinghui took out his phone and looked at it. There were some new messages to be answered, but none of them were the person he was expecting.

He took out his business card from his pocket. Chen Sijin's ex-husband was Qiao Yu, an independent curator. Ji Xinghui thought the name looked familiar, and he probably saw it when he and Shen Yiyuan were watching the exhibition together.

In fact, Ji Xinghui is not very good at appreciating art exhibitions, let alone abstract ones, but he doesn't like to spoil the fun, so he always accompany Shen Yiyuan to watch them.

Unregistered foreign vehicles are not allowed to enter the community, so Ji Xinghui asked the driver to stop at the door, and he walked in by himself, just to sober up.

The night was very quiet, the wind blew through and rustled the treetops. Ji Xinghui began to miss the cat at home. Fortunately, an aunt would change the water for him and add food. He must have had enough to eat and drink at the moment, and he is running at home cool.

Ji Xinghui couldn't help laughing, and his pace quickened.

The wine tonight had a bit of stamina, and when Ji Xing returned to change his shoes, he felt dizzy, so he simply sat down.

The floor was slightly cool, Ji Xing leaned back, and just lay down.

Probably because he watched too many failed love stories today, that's why he was so upset.

Ji Xinghui raised his wrist, put the watch in front of his eyes, clicked into the address book, and scrolled down slowly.

Zhou Keyun's initial is Z, at the bottom, Ji Xing flipped back very slowly, and stopped there after finding the name.

Ji Xinghui sighed, he obviously had a thick skin, why would he hesitate like this whenever he encountered something related to Zhou Keyun?

He thought of Yi Jin, and Yi Jin kept saying that if you like someone, you should chase after him right away, and there will be no results if you stay where you are.

Perhaps it was the Yi Jin in his memory that gave him courage, Ji Xinghui pressed the call button very slowly.

Zhou Keyun's phone didn't ring, it was the simplest beeping sound, beeping in the quiet big house.

The boxy house was like a black fish tank, and with the unresponsive ringing of the bell, Ji Xinghui felt that he was sinking, like a beach castle that was swept away by the tide when he was playing at the beach when he was a child, collapsing in an instant.

Just a second before Ji Xinghui was about to hang up, the call was connected suddenly.

It sounded very noisy from Zhou Keyun, his voice was far away: "Wait a minute."

Ji Xinghui didn't speak, he breathed quietly, like a fish swallowing.

After a while, the voice on the other end of the phone became much softer, as if a door had been closed.

"Ji Xing back." Zhou Keyun called his name, as if to confirm whether he was still on the phone.

Ji Xing came back to his senses, suddenly didn't know what to say, he asked a stupid question slowly: "Are you here?"

Zhou Keyun said patiently: "It has arrived."

"Is it going well?" Ji Xinghui didn't want to end the call so quickly, he was racking his brains to think about the problem.

Zhou Keyun is very objective: "So far it's okay."

Ji Xinghui turned over slowly, the floor was hard and made him feel a little uncomfortable, so he asked again: "Are you busy?"

Zhou Keyun was silent for two seconds, then said, "I'm not busy."

Zhou Keyun's voice sounded so patient and gentle, Ji Xinghui felt inexplicably sad, and he covered his eyes.

He wants to say something nice and interesting.

"Ji Xinghui, have you been drinking?" Zhou Keyun's voice was a little low.

Ji Xing nodded back, and then remembered that they were on the phone, so he hurriedly added: "Well, I have a social event today."

"Are you going home now?" Zhou Keyun asked again.

Alcohol made Ji Xinghui unresponsive, he thought for a few seconds before saying, "I just got home."

Zhou Keyun's voice drifted away again, he seemed to say "wait a while" to the people around him, and then the familiar voice came closer again: "There is anti-alcoholic medicine at home, it's in the cupboard."

Ji Xinghui gave a soft "hmm".

"Ji Xinghui, are you okay?" Zhou Keyun seemed a little nervous, "You turn on the video."

Ji Xing shook his head back, he forced out a smile: "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired."

Zhou Keyun didn't believe him, and asked, "Did you really go home?"

"I don't stay out at night." Ji Xing pursed his lips, and said a little unhappy, "I have witnesses, let Miao Miao come and call twice for you."

Zhou Keyun lowered his voice: "Okay, I understand, then go to bed early."

"I don't want to sleep." Ji Xinghui said a little willfully.

"Are you drunk?" Zhou Keyun asked.

"Maybe." Ji Xinghui said honestly, "I feel a little sad."

This house is really too big. When Zhou Keyun was silent, Ji Xinghui felt that he was about to be swallowed by the silence.

"Why are you sad?" Zhou Keyun asked following him.

Ji Xing thought about it for a while before saying, "Do you know that Chen Sijin was married?"

"I know, he sent me a wedding invitation." Zhou Keyun said.

Ji Xinghui felt even more sad, his voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself: "Then why are you still separated? Why are you still divorced when you are married?"

Zhou Keyun was silent. He couldn't find the correct answer, so he could only say, "I don't know."

Ji Xinghui bent his legs dejectedly, he felt that he was a bit annoying now.

"Sorry, I don't know what I'm talking about either."

"It's okay." Zhou Keyun's voice was still gentle, "You can say whatever you want, I'll listen."

Ji Xing blinked his eyes twice, and suppressed the sudden burst of tears. Alcohol gave him a little bold courage: "Zhou Keyun, why are you so nice to me?"

"Because we are married." Zhou Keyun said patiently.

"Will you be so nice to anyone who marries you?" Ji Xinghui couldn't help asking.

Zhou Keyun was silent for a while before saying: "I will not marry anyone else."

Ji Xing felt a fine pain in his chest, so vivid.He didn't dare to speak anymore, he put the back of his hand on his forehead and said softly: "I'm going to sleep."

Ji Xinghui began to blame himself, but what he wanted to say was not what he just said at all, not even the sentence that lingered in his head all day, "Is the toast delicious?"

He was missing Zhou Keyun, and he couldn't help himself, it was futile, and he would never be able to say it.

Zhou Keyun let out a "huh", but the call didn't end. There was a silence between them for a while, and they could hear each other's breathing.

"Thank you for your toast today, it's delicious." Zhou Keyun said suddenly.

Ji Xinghui wiped away the tears that rolled out suddenly with his palm, he thought a little aggrievedly, if Zhou Keyun could treat him a little less tenderly, he would be more at ease, and he would be less self-indulgent.

But he still has to fight, he wants more, he can't stay where he is.

Yi Jin said that when treating someone you like, you must create the next opportunity to be alone, such as borrowing books, such as treating guests to dinner.

"I'll do it for you when you come back." Ji Xinghui said this with a smile.

There was a soft sound hitting Ji Xinghui's ear, it sounded like a kiss through a mobile phone.

Ji Xinghui was in a trance, the ceiling was so dark, he heard Zhou Keyun's gentle voice, which became a gentle net in the quiet night.

He said, "Good night, Xinghui."