person oxidized by love

"What about Shen Yiyuan?"

Zhou Keyun didn't know why he blurted out this sentence, it was absolutely inappropriate.

Ji Xinghui asked suspiciously: "What does it have to do with Brother Yiyuan?"

Zhou Keyun took a deep breath, pressed Ji Xinghui's back, and said a little tiredly, "Sleep."

Of course it has something to do, Zhou Keyun closed his eyes, a feeling of powerlessness welled up.

To this day, he is still thinking about the past between Shen Yiyuan and Ji Xinghui, and when he thinks about it, he is almost unbearable with jealousy.

He is such a naive person, so he deliberately took Ji Xing back to Shen Yiyuan's studio to take wedding photos.

Zhou Keyun didn't know what was the point of doing this. Before getting married, he asked Ji Xing to meet his ex-boyfriend, saw that their love was not over, and then blamed himself for the pain.

Shen Yiyuan is really nice, gentle, considerate and a gentleman, after the breakup, he will prepare refreshments for Ji Xinghui according to his preferences, and behave generously.

Shen Yiyuan was decent, but Ji Xinghui was uncomfortable.

Zhou Keyun really wanted to ask him, did he not let go yet?But he dared not ask at all.

To this day, he still cares so much. Zhou Keyun realizes that what he just said is a bit hurtful, which may make Ji Xinghui sad.

Of course Zhou Keyun was jealous of Shen Yiyuan, Shen Yiyuan got what he didn't get, but they didn't make it to the end, and Zhou Keyun took the opportunity to fulfill his wish in a disgraceful way.

Zhou Keyun remembered that when his father was still there, Zhou Zhuoyang drank too much wine on a social occasion and sat alone on the balcony at home watching the stars.Zhou Keyun got up at night and suddenly felt hungry. He planned to go out of the room to find something to eat.

That was the first time he saw Zhou Zhuoyang smoking. Now recalling that day, Zhou Zhuoyang's smoking posture was very similar to Ji Xinghui's. He took a slow puff and then raised his head to exhale the smoke, looking very careless.

Zhou Zhuoyang saw him, he put out his cigarette, stretched out his hand, hugged Zhou Keyun on his lap and sat down.

Zhou Keyun was already eight years old and had no interest in acting like a baby with his father. He thought about it, but Zhou Zhuoyang hugged him tightly again.

Zhou Zhuoyang smelled very faintly of cigarettes and alcohol. He smiled and said, "Don't try to run away. How come you become so uncute when you grow up. Dad will show you the stars."

Summer is a good season for stargazing. The weather is fine today. The stars are dotted on the dark blue sky, like sporadic blooming flowers.

"Did you see that one? The bright star on the zenith is Vega." Zhou Zhuoyang hugged him and pointed to him, "How do we find Altair? We're going to the south-east. See it? Altair is fainter than Vega." Some."

Zhou Keyun raised his face and followed Zhou Zhuoyang's guidance to look at the two stars.

"Does Xiao Keyun know the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?"

Zhou Keyun frowned. At one time, he felt that Zhou Zhuoyang's tone of voice was too coaxing to a three-year-old child. He pretended to be cool: "Of course I have, old-fashioned."

Zhou Zhuoyang couldn't understand him having such a straight face at such a young age, he pinched Zhou Keyun's face, and said with disgust, "Honey, you are so romantic."

Zhou Keyun's face hurt from being pinched by him, and he said vaguely: "I want to go back to sleep."

Zhou Zhuoyang let go, and sighed: "You and your mother are so similar, you don't want to listen to my story."

Seeing his disappointed expression, Zhou Keyun didn't move any more. He reluctantly said, "Then tell me, I'll listen."

Zhou Zhuoyang hugged him, and rubbed his cheek against Zhou Keyun's face affectionately: "It's better to be a son!"

Later Zhou Keyun felt sleepy and closed his eyes after listening to it. Zhou Zhuoyang carried him back to the room and answered the phone by the way.

Zhou Keyun didn't fall asleep, he heard the content of Zhou Zhuoyang's call.

Zhou Zhuoyang said that he went to see his lawyer today and read the draft of the divorce property division agreement, but now he is a little shaken.

"It's been a few years since I stole it. I feel unhappy, so I want to separate. Isn't it a bit selfish?" Zhou Zhuoyang sat down by the bed and pulled the quilt for Zhou Keyun, his voice sounded tired.

"Besides, there is Ke Yun, I really can't let go."

Zhou Keyun felt that he and Zhou Zhuoyang were doing the same thing, but Zhou Zhuoyang was walking into a seemingly sweet trap, but Zhou Keyun knew he shouldn't but couldn't help it.

In the first 10 minutes of receiving the certificate, he gave Ji Xinghui a chance to repent. How generous and appropriate he was, as if he had given Ji Xinghui the right to choose from the beginning to the end.

Of course Zhou Keyun knew that this was just him seeking psychological comfort.

Zhou Keyun knew that he should apologize to Ji Xing, and it was really annoying to mention Shen Yiyuan in the context just now.

But Ji Xinghui was really tired, and the excessive alcohol made him fall asleep quickly, and his breathing was very soft, Zhou Keyun discovered this when he shared the same bed with him several times.Because it was too light, Zhou Keyun had to resist the urge to reach out and touch Ji Xinghui, and only relied on this faint breath in the quiet night to confirm that they were indeed lying on the same bed.

Ji Xinghui fell asleep in his arms today, but Zhou Keyun felt that his breathing sound was more distant than usual.

He had to go to work the next day, Ji Xinghui was woken up by his watch, his head was dizzy from the hangover.

He couldn't remember things when he drank too much, he rolled on the bed, and his memory stayed at the moment when Zhou Keyun pushed open the door of the box.

Probably Zhou Keyun looked too handsome at that moment, especially like a savior.

Ji Xing turned his head to beautify automatically, and he was about to process Zhou Keyun with a shiny golden effect.

Ji Xing recalled that when he was just learning to socialize, he drank too much and vomited in the toilet, his mouth was full of bitterness. He squatted at the bus stop waiting for the last bus, took out his mobile phone and stared at the number that grandma had canceled in a daze.

That night I met a raccoon cat, a long and thin cat with bright eyes in the dark.Ji Xinghui was startled by him, touched his pocket and took out a cookie, squatted on the ground to unpack it.

The raccoon cat didn't dare to go forward, Ji Xing looked back at the biscuit, then at the cat, and suddenly laughed out of nowhere: "Oh, cats don't eat biscuits."

Ji Xing threw the cookie into his mouth and ate it by himself, then stood up and went to the small supermarket at the gate of the community to buy ham sausage.

The raccoon cat was still waiting for him. Ji Xinghui squatted down again, broke the ham sausage into pieces, and the remaining half went into his mouth again.

The raccoon cat buried its head in eating, and Ji Xinghui squatted next to it, and suddenly said, "You don't have a home, and neither do I. It's fate."

Li Huamao ignored him and jumped into the night after eating. Ji Xinghui stood up slowly and stretched his sore legs.

When he opened the door, he felt an uncomfortable feeling in his throat, and he thought, if only someone could take him home, anyone.

But not everyone can do it at all, Shen Yiyuan is such a good person, he still failed in the end.

Ji Xinghui thought Zhou Keyun was so annoying, he always appeared and then disappeared.

It seemed to be to remind him that no one else would work except him.

Ji Xinghui was pulled out of his memory by the alarm clock 10 minutes later, he went to the bathroom to wash up, and some fragmented images of last night slowly came up.

Ji Xinghui washed his face with cold water. Yesterday he took advantage of the wine and did some willful things that he wouldn't dare to do. He didn't expect Zhou Keyun to be so patient, and he didn't look annoying.

Ji Xinghui exhaled and shook his still somewhat confused head.He changed his clothes, went downstairs, and said good morning to Zhou Keyun in a good mood.

Zhou Keyun was frying eggs, and the sizzling sound made Ji Xinghui feel very hungry.

Zhou Keyun put the dinner plate in front of him, and he changed into a pair of metal-rimmed glasses today.

Ji Xinghui saw the bruises in front of his eyes, and couldn't help but ask, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Zhou Keyun nodded uncomfortably.

Ji Xinghui asked a little nervously: "It's not because I'm drunk, is it?"

"You don't remember?" Zhou Keyun frowned.

Ji Xinghui scratched his neck in embarrassment: "I broke up when I was drunk, I really don't remember much."

Zhou Keyun breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Ji Xinghui was in a good mood, he probably didn't remember the last conversation between the two of them yesterday.

Ji Xinghui was a little nervous: "What the hell am I doing?"

Zhou Keyun sat down and babbled nonsense: "I didn't do anything, I just told me that I will sleep in my arms from now on."

Ji Xinghui was dumbfounded, and muttered, "Am I so bold when I'm drunk?"

Zhou Keyun nodded. He confirmed his inference, and he didn't intend to bring up the matter again, so he said selfishly: "Well, I promise you too."

Speaking:

Many misunderstandings between them, due to different perspectives, are actually things that do not need to be deliberately explained to each other.

Simply put, it is not on a channel.

ps. Find Teacher Shen to take wedding photos in Chapter 18