[Quick Pass] The target of the strategy is the fine points

No matter how much Ji Lan lingered, she returned home before dark, feeling extremely bad.

It was only when he didn't see that person on the necessary road that he slowly eased up, and then saw the familiar car in front of his house fall back to the bottom, he couldn't help but bowed his head and cursed.

The living room of Ji's family is clean and tidy. The arrangement of warm colors adds a touch of softness to the cold living room. The floor-to-ceiling windows used for ventilation are covered with green vines, and three or two small bright red flowers bloom. Emotional.

Ji's father rubbed his hands nervously and looked at the man sitting opposite, a little uncertain about his intentions.

After all, the Gu family's property is not small, so it's impossible for him to take a fancy to such a big mosquito, let alone the president himself.

The man who stood at the top in his 20s, even if he had never seen him before, his brilliant achievements were still being spread, not to mention Father Ji, who was dealing with that circle every day, was even more familiar.

"Mr. Gu came suddenly recently, and I didn't prepare anything to entertain him. I don't know what to do?"

Father Ji deliberated to speak, poured a cup of tea and pushed it over, quietly waiting for the young man opposite to speak.

Gu Chimao sat on the sofa surprisingly quietly, a slender figure outlined in a docile suit, his hair brushed back revealing a smooth forehead and sharp facial features.

A pair of gold-rimmed glasses hung on the bridge of his nose. The flat mirror surface reflected iridescence under the light, modifying the slightly sharp facial features.

But even though he tried his best to be gentle, he still couldn't hide the coldness all over his body.

"It's okay, Uncle, I was the one who was rude today. I heard that you like tea. This is the purple clay pot that I asked someone to find. I heard that the tea made by brewing will taste better."

Gu Chizhao was a little at a loss, his words and actions were not as repulsive as he looked, but he had a feeling of clumsiness as a junior meeting an elder for the first time.

Ji's father froze for a moment, before he had time to refuse, his eyes were glued to the purple sand pot in his hand, and he took it carefully.

The purple sand teapot is as big as a palm, with a simple and simple color outside and a generous and elegant shape.

Ji's father's only hobby is drinking tea and keeping pots.

Although I am not a serious expert, I know everything I need to know. I also know that the longer the purple sand teapot is used, the warmer the paste of the teapot body will be, and the more mellow the brewed tea will be.

Just for this, Gu Chimao will agree to anything he says!Ji's father thought to himself, Ji Lan who had just entered the door even saw his old father's hala that had been strewn all over the floor.

"It's worthless. When you have a new love, you forget the old love. The next day you smashed the pots in your cabinet."

Ji Lan sneered. After all, it's not like he hasn't done this before. At worst, he would go out and hide for a few days, and he would still be a good man when he came back.

Ji's father seemed to have heard the whisper of the devil, and he shuddered and looked at Ji Lan who entered the door vigilantly: "How dare you!"

If he had known earlier, he would not have taken this bastard Nizi back to China. He would have known the idea of ​​beating him every day. It would be better to stay abroad and try to be clean.

孽 孽!

Ji's father was scolding himself for being an unfilial son in his heart, so he didn't notice that the atmosphere between Gu Chizhao and Ji Lan had become strange.

Gu Chizhao's eyes lit up when he saw Ji Lan, and he sat upright, moved his lips a few times but still couldn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

Looking at his bright eyes, Ji Lan felt a strong malice in his heart, strode forward and pulled him up, and roughly stuffed the purple clay pot in Ji's father's hand into his arms and dragged it out .

The two walked to a remote corner and stopped, and the atmosphere suddenly smelled of gunpowder, like water droplets jumping into a frying pan, causing waves.

"What on earth do you want to do? Stop pestering me, okay!" Ji Lan scratched her short hair irritably and shouted in a low voice. An innocent stone under her feet was kicked into the grass by him.

He was almost annoyed by this person, didn't he care about such a big company, came to bother him every day, he could only be thankful that this person was still decent, and didn't go to school to make things difficult for him.

Gu Chizhao twisted his lips, looked at the irritable young man and said, "I just want to make it up to you."

Ji Lan was almost on the verge of collapse. He had some headaches and met an old-fashioned old man. Wouldn't it be nice to get together and get away?It just reminded him of the unhappiness of that day.

"I said that I don't need it. I'm not a woman and I want you to be responsible. At worst, it's just a dog bite. Can't you let me go!"

It wasn't him who was oppressed, why was he so stubborn about this matter?

Ji Lan had just finished writing the program that day when he was called by some classmates to go to the bar to have fun. He thought it was too noisy and found a place to breathe, but he didn't expect that a man would bite his lip roughly and took him into the bar regardless of his struggle. Room.

The feeling of helplessness and tearing was engraved into his flesh and blood, and the rough movements and the red marks on his body were so dazzling that Ji Lan subconsciously ran into the bathroom and vomited. His stomach was churning and nauseated, and he almost coughed up blood. .

The stickiness all over his body wrapped him, causing him to shatter from the son of Tianjiao into a tattered doll.

This is the most serious failure in Ji Lan's life.

"But..." Gu Chizhao frowned, the guilt between his brows was so strong that it couldn't be resolved, and there were a few traces of unknown complexity in the depths.

"I don't like the same sex, so don't use your way to restrict my freedom, or do you like this body very much?"

Ji Lan raised her hand to caress her face, the light in her almond eyes was like a sea of ​​stars, and her face was full of youthful vitality, which made people suffocate.

"It's disgusting." He spat out vicious sentences, every word was like a sharp knife covered with poison, after all, no man likes to be seen by another man.

Gu Chizhao's pupils shrank, and his throat tightened at the almost innocent-looking person opposite him, and he unconsciously held his knuckles.

Is it disgusting?It seems that I really didn't take care of Ji Lan's emotions, and imposed it on him according to my own wishes every time, which should have caused him a lot of trouble.

"terribly sorry."

The black car rode into the darkness in the dim twilight. Ji Lan sat in the corner as if he was exhausted, staring at the front with his eyes empty, and walked home slowly until his legs were paralyzed.

Ji's house was brightly lit, and Ji's father was still sitting on the sofa as before. When he saw him, he tapped on the crutch in his hand: "Do you know the value of that purple clay pot? It's hard to see such a good color. You at least Let me live my eyesight!"

What a waste of money!What a wonderful thing, but it's a pity that he is destined to miss him, Ji's father regretfully shook his head.

"Don't worry about it. At worst, I'll go to the antique market to buy one for you. In the future, stay away from that person. We can't afford to provoke him, and he is not a good person." He said the last sentence in a low voice, and picked up the cup on the table. I took a sip of tea.

Ji's father looked at him so distressed, and hit him with a cane with his beard and staring eyes: "It's up to you to say, and I don't drink my tea like this, you prodigal son!"

"Isn't tea just for drinking, so you don't need to make superficial efforts at home." Ji Lan owed a word, returned to her room with oil on her feet and quickly closed the door, letting the roar of the Hedong Lion come from outside.

He didn't see the concern in Ji's father's eyes. After all, there is no relative who can't see what's wrong with his child at the first time, and he was brought up by himself alone.