worn after Zha Shouzuo's death

During the summer vacation, the old man couldn't stand the heat and didn't like to use the air conditioner, so he always lived in a house on the mountain.

Every summer, the Ji family will pick people to accompany her in turn.

The old lady treats the younger generation well and is always kind. Everyone likes to live with her, so there is an endless stream of people who want to go there every time.

This year it was Song Ci and Ji Huai's turn, three days a turn.

When Song Ci was pulled out of the quilt by Ji Huai in the morning, his face was full of sleepiness, and this state lasted until he packed his luggage.

Song Ci sat in the chair and watched Ji Huai put the two people's luggage and other things into the suitcase.

They stayed for three days, and they didn't have many things. A small suitcase is enough to add up, and it is convenient to pack.

Song Ci watched quietly from the side, during which Ji Huai stuffed some snacks and candies for him to pretend.

Song Ci felt that packing should be a matter for two people, and Ji Huai couldn't do the whole process.

So before Ji Huai finally closed the box, Song resigned from the study, planning to take two books with him. I heard that the house in the mountains is relatively quiet, surrounded by woods and streams, which is very suitable for reading.

He had already thought about it, and he would bring two bedtime books.

Song Ci came to the study room, tiptoed to pick up the two books on the top, when he took them down, he bumped into something, there was a crash, and the books fell down in a row.

Song Ci quickly erected them all up, and arranged them in another row.

When the last book was finished, a small corner of a piece of light yellow letter paper that was pressed under the book was exposed.

Song Ci blinked and pulled out the piece of paper.

The words on it are strong and powerful, piercing through the back of the paper, just a short sentence: Hello, that day we hid from the rain together under the eaves, and I lent you an umbrella, I wonder if you still remember me?I think you are cute, can we get to know each other better?

Song Ci: "?"

Signed is JH.

Song Ci studied this piece of paper over and over again. At first he wanted to laugh, but it was a love letter written by Ji Huai, who was just in love, to a certain female classmate. At one point, he even wanted to bring this piece of paper in front of Ji Huai to make fun of him.

I didn't expect Ji Huai to be so dignified and serious when he was a student.

This love letter is too in line with his style.

But just as the corner of his mouth lifted, he paused.

Wait, according to the setting of the original book, Ji Huai's love history is actually not rich, he only took the initiative to love Yuan in high school.

In other words, if you guessed correctly, there is a [-]% chance that this love letter was written to the original owner?

The corners of Song Ci's raised lips froze for a moment, and after a while, his hand holding the letter dropped.

Song Ci is not a petty and jealous person, and he will not care about what happened before Ji Huai met him.

But this matter is of a different nature.

The original owner was Ji Huai's Bai Yueguang, who was even loved to death by Ji Huai, the kind who wanted stars for stars, and moons for moons, and almost treated people like ancestors.

Moreover, the first marriage between Song Ci and Ji Huai was because of occupying the identity of the original owner.

Of the two Song Ci poems, which one does Ji Huai like more?

I also wrote a love letter to the original owner in such an admiring tone, thinking that the other party is very cute or something

Ji Huai didn't write anything to him.

After Ji Huai collected all the things, he almost missed Song Xiaoci. After searching around on the second floor, he finally found him in the study.

Song Ci heard the movement and glanced at Ji Huai.

Ji Huai didn't pay attention to his expression, and walked over naturally: "What book do you want?"

Song Ci raised the two books in Yang's hand, one was the vast universe, and the other was a stargazing manual.

Ji Huai took it over and said, "Let's go."

Didn't notice anything unusual.

Song Ci paused for a while, then followed.

After putting the luggage into the trunk, the two got into the car, Ji Huai drove and Song Ci took the co-driver.

The journey is a bit long and takes two hours.

Song Ci sat on the passenger seat, closed his eyes and took a nap as soon as he got in the car. This was what Ji Huai said to coax him when he pulled him up in the morning, asking him to sleep more in the car.

After falling into a drowsy sleep for a while, when he opened his eyes, Song Ci's seat was lowered, an eye patch was put on his eyes, and a small quilt was covered on his body.

Song Ci looked outside and found that he was still on the road.

He rubbed his eyes, sat up, and said hoarsely, "How long will we be there?"

Ji Huai: "There is still half an hour."

Song Ci lay back down again, oh.

Ji Huai took out a candy and handed it to Song Ci.

When returning to Ji's house for the first time, Ji Huai once asked if he liked candy, and Song Ci replied that it was okay, and since then, Ji Huai has always had candy on him.

In fact, Song Ci really doesn't have any special liking for sugar.

But because of Ji Huai's habit, he was also raised to be addicted to sweets.

Song Ci put the sugar in his mouth, the sweetness spread along the taste buds, it was sweet and soft.

The sweetness poured into my heart all the way.

"I had a dream just now," Song Ci said vaguely, biting a candy, "I went back to high school in my dream."

Ji Huai looked at the road conditions and listened to him distractedly: "Yes."

Ji Huai doesn't talk much, but every time he listens to Song Ci's words, he is very serious, although it is not obvious from the surface.

"When I was in high school, I once liked a senior senior." Song Ci chewed the sugar into pieces, and the sweetness became stronger. Love letter."

Ji Huai's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't answer.

"We almost got together, he was really nice and gentle," Song Ci sighed long, as if feeling regretful, "He gave me lectures every day, brought me breakfast, and reminded me of the weather changes every day. "

"Really," Ji Huai's voice was flat, "Then why didn't he agree to you?"

Song Ci blinked: "He is afraid that it will affect my studies. He wants to be admitted to the same university as me. He said that if I pass the exam, he will stay with me."

"It's a pity," Ji Huai's tone was indiscriminate, "You are mine now."

Song Ci: "..."

No, he almost couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Song Xiaoci, pay attention to your own identity." Ji Huai looked ahead, expressionless, "Your husband is sitting next to you, it's fine if you dream about your first love, and you dare to say it openly Come out? Maybe you don't know enough about your married status?"

Song Ci clenched his palms forbearance, turned his head to look outside, afraid that he would laugh out loud, and said quickly: "He also praised me for being cute, and said that he has never met anyone better than me. He said that if we really If we are together, he will be good to me forever."

Ahead is a traffic light intersection, which happens to be a green light.

The car stopped.

Ji Huai didn't speak.

Song Ci felt a little strange, just as he was about to turn his head to see Ji Huai's reaction, suddenly a shadow cast over his head, and the next moment, Ji Huai kissed him.

The kiss was a bit fierce and a bit rude.

Song Ci groaned twice, and habitually reached out to grab Ji Huai's clothes.

He had just eaten candy, and his lips were full of sweetness.

Ji Huai bit his upper lip with a little force.

Song Ci took a deep breath, and Ji Huai let go of him, his eyes darkened: "Did I treat you badly?"

Song Ci covered his lips, his eyes were dark and bright like a layer of mist: "Bitting me is good for me?"

Ji Huai smiled softly: "Of course it doesn't count."

Song Ci looked at him.

"Then I'll be a bad guy. A good guy will let your first love go." Ji Huai's voice suddenly became very gentle, "I can treat you even worse, do you want to try?"

If Ji Huai's definition of bad is to bite him and kiss him

Well, even worse, it means

Song Ci's ears turned red, and he cleared his throat uncomfortably.

The traffic lights changed, and Ji Huai restarted the car.

Song Ci looked out of the window for a while, and said casually, "What was your first love like?"

When asking this sentence, Song Ci kept looking out the window.

It seems that from the moment he got in the car until now, he has been avoiding looking at Ji Huai.

Ji Huai was quiet for a moment, then said calmly: "My first love is you."

"Liar!" Song Ci turned his head to look at him without thinking, "I've seen it all, you wrote a love letter to the original man named Song Ci! You said he was cute! I want to get to know him better !"

After saying this, there was a moment of silence in the carriage.

Only the slight hum of the air conditioner could be heard.

The two looked at each other for two seconds, Ji Huai's lips curled up, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "So, after reading the love letter, you couldn't calm down, and then you made up those just now?"

Song Ci opened his mouth to retort: ​​"I don't have one."

However, Ji Huai interrupted him: "I just calmed down and imagined that if I were that person, you would be by my side and go to school with me every day. You are so cute, and I like you so much. Under the premise, it is unlikely that I will politely refuse after receiving your love letter, saying that we will be together after entering university."

Song Ci turned off the fire in an instant

He was thinking about what to say just now, and he didn't think so much at all.

After a pause for a few seconds, Song Ci stammered: "But he is a very good person, he is very self-disciplined and has a plan."

"Song Ci," Ji Huai looked at him gently, "Can you try to praise another man in front of me?"

Song Ci: "..."

dare not make a sound.

Finally arrived at the destination.

The car was parked in an open square, surrounded by silent green forests, rustling when the wind blew.

Ji Huai unbuckled his seat belt, and Song Ci lowered his head, planning to unbuckle his seat belt and get out of the car, but before he could open the door, Ji Huai stretched out his hand to grab him.

Song Ci turned his head, his brows and eyes raised, as if he had been bullied by the sky.

Ji Huai couldn't help laughing, reached out to hug him, and kissed his forehead affectionately: "Did you make it up?"

Song Ci looked at him quietly, without speaking.

Ji Huai kissed his lips gently, this time it was very gentle, like a very patient gentleman.

Song Ci has always been soft rather than hard, and soon lost under this kind of offensive, almost turning into a puddle of water.

Ji Huai pressed his lips and asked: "Is it, huh?"

Song Ci hummed softly.

His family is strict, and there is no chance of falling in love in high school.

Ji Huai laughed softly.

Song Ci was like a kitten that was furious from being teased. Just as he was about to reach out and push him away, Ji Huai hugged him and whispered in his ear, "Baby, you are my first love."

He backed away a little, staring into Song Ci's eyes: "I want to tell you a secret, it may be ridiculous to you, but in fact it just happened."

Song Ci's heart beat faster, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Ji Huai said word by word: "I have memories from my previous life, I was born again."

Song Ci's breathing stagnated, and his mind went blank for a moment, unable to think of how he should react.

"In my last life, I remember that I seemed to have been with the original Song Ci, but that memory was very vague, as if I was forcibly indoctrinated," Ji Huai murmured, "When I woke up in this life, I met You, that is, at the wedding scene. I remember some of that love letter, but now let me think about why I wrote it to him, I don’t know, it’s like someone forced me to do it. "

Song Ci looked at him, thousands of words stuck in his throat, completely speechless.

He didn't expect Ji Huai to be so honest, as soon as he asked, Ji Huai confessed to him directly, without hiding anything.

On the other hand, he himself

It seems that he still owes Ji Huai an explanation, and he hasn't told him about his background until now.

"In my eyes," Ji Huai looked at him deeply, with a gentle smile in his eyes, "Song Xiaoci who is in front of me now is the cutest in the world, no one can compare to you."

These words were like a handful of warm water mixed with honey, gently poured into the bottom of Song Ci's heart, dissolving all the jealousy and obsession that was difficult to overcome, and then became sweet.

Song Ci grunted, thought about it, and admitted his mistake very sincerely: "I also have something wrong, I shouldn't have peeked at your love letter, and I should tell you in time after reading it, instead of making up , say something that doesn’t matter.”

Ji Huai laughed: "No."

He stretched out his hand and pinched Song Ci's face: "I kind of like you like this, you're so cute."

Song Ci leaned forward and kissed him gently.

The two exchanged a delicate and long kiss.

***

After being settled, the two went to accompany the old lady for a while.

The old lady believed in Buddhism, and built a Buddhist hall for her in the summer resort, where the old lady spent the longest time every day.

When they came, Ji Wei and Zhuang Ran, who took turns to accompany the old lady, also had to pack up and prepare to leave.

After more than half a year of development, the two finally entered the palace of marriage. They were just married for only one month.

Who knows that the weather is not beautiful, in the afternoon, it started to rain, the summer rain was coming fiercely, the rumbling sound was continuous, and the bean-sized raindrops fell on the head, which looked scary.

The old lady recited scriptures calmly and was not frightened at all.

Ji Wei was afraid of thunder, so the couple decided to leave the next day.

After the nap, the four of them played cards for a while, and Ji Wei proposed to play Truth or Dare. Ji Wei has always been in charge of small matters, and Zhuang Ran listened to her.

Song Ci was casual, so he was drawn into the gang.

Ji Huai was afraid that he would come back to cry after losing, so he condescendingly joined them.

Ji Wei was the first to draw the truth.

Zhuang Ran asked without thinking: "Is your favorite person me?"

Ji Wei kissed him without hesitation: "That must be."

Song Ci: "..."

Ji Huai looked at them thoughtfully.

It was Song Ci's turn to draw the second one, and Song Ci also got the truth.

He suddenly had an ominous premonition.

But Ji Wei laughed twice, and didn't make things difficult for him. She just asked, "Is there anything you want to say to him in particular since you and my brother have been married?"

Song Ci hesitated for a moment, but failed to give an answer immediately.

Ji Wei smiled and waved her hands: "It's okay, this kind of private talk can actually be said secretly behind our backs."

Song Ci rubbed his nose and glanced at Ji Huai. Ji Huai smiled at him and stroked his hair.

The truth-or-dare of the four of them is not destined to be much fun, and even though Ji Wei and Zhuang Ran are playing games on the surface, they are actually showing off their affection in a fancy way, which is too boring.

After a while, the four of them dispersed.

Ji Huai and Zhuang Ran had some work matters to discuss, so they went to the second floor.

Ji Wei and Song Ci were in charge of cooking dinner on the first floor.

The two chatted while cooking, is it true that so-and-so in the entertainment industry is secretly in love, and who is so-and-so's illegitimate child?

Song Ci is now in the front line, and he knows much more about the inside story than others, and Ji Wei has always been a gossip, the two of them couldn't stop chatting.

When the cooking was almost done, Ji Wei suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked, "Song Ci, do you really have nothing to say to my brother?"

Song Ci was stunned for a moment: "Why do you ask this question?"

In fact, he noticed it when he was playing Truth or Dare. The question Ji Wei asked seemed to be intentional.

"Didn't you disappear for a while like your brother-in-law?" Ji Wei sighed, her expression became serious, her eyes drooping, "During that time, my brother had a very bad time."

Song Ci's movements paused, and he couldn't help but think of Ji Huai's daily life that he saw in the book during the two days when he went back through the book.

Although it was just simple words, it was enough to make Song Ci's heart ache.

And Ji Wei watched Ji Huai come over, Ji Wei is a carefree person, has always been emotional and nervous, and has never been good at observing others, but now she says that Ji Huai is not doing well.

That proves that Ji Huai's life is not good, this bad far exceeds Song Ci's psychological expectations.

Song Ci's heart trembled, and he said in a low voice, "I'm sorry for him."

"Don't say I'm sorry." Ji Wei looked at him seriously, "You know, what he wants is not your apology."

What Ji Huai wanted was not his apology.

Song Ci has always known.

He still remembered what Ji Huai said to him the night he wanted to leave, as long as he didn't leave, he wouldn't ask anything.

Until he disappeared for three months and came back again, Ji Huai didn't ask anything, didn't even mention a word.

It's not obvious during the day, but at night, Ji Huai feels particularly insecure

It may also be because Song Ci wanted to leave in the middle of the night before, Ji Huai had some psychological shadows.

He was actually terrified.

But he may never ask.

Song Ci closed his eyes, hummed, and said in a difficult voice, "I know."

In some cases, just click on it.

Ji Wei didn't say any more.

After dinner, everyone listened to the opera with the old lady.

The old lady is getting older and has a bad memory. When she was about to get up and leave after listening to the play, she saw Song Ci and was quite happy: "Xiao Ci, you are finally back."

Song Ci had actually seen her in the past half a year since he came back, but the old lady forgot.

An extremely complicated feeling spread in Song Ci's heart, and he nodded lightly: "Yes, I'm back."

The old lady confirmed again and again: "Aren't you leaving in the future?"

Song Ci: "I won't leave in the future."

The old lady laughed: "Oh, that's good, that's good."

The complex taste deepened in the old lady's words, like bitter melon juice, leaving heavy traces in my heart, my heart was almost twisted into a ball, soaked in bitterness, unbearable.

Song Ci didn't even have the courage to look back at Ji Huai's expression.

It rained again at night, with a patter of rain, hitting the banana leaves and splashing water.

Ji Huai and Song Ci returned to the room together, Song Ci was behind, just after closing the door, he hugged Ji Huai from behind.

Ji Huai tilted his head: "What's wrong?"

"I want to too." Song Ci's voice was very soft, "I also want to confess something to you."

The room was very quiet, and neither of them had time to turn on the lights.

Only the breathing of two people could be heard.

Ji Huai: "What's the matter?"

"I told you before that I'm not the original Song Ci, I'm a different person." Song Ci calmed down, not giving himself any chance to react, and said straightaway, "There is one more thing to tell you."

Ji Huai hummed.

Song Ci could even hear his heart beating wildly: "Do you still remember the song I wrote for you?"

The song is called Joy.

——There are countless stardust in the vast universe, blinking and flickering, guiding me to your little planet.

Ji Huai's memory is very good, not to mention that Song Ci wrote this song specially for him, as his birthday present, he nodded: "I remember."

Song Ci rested his head on his vest, and said in a low voice: "I actually come from another parallel universe. Although this may be absurd, I can't accept it at first. Ji Huai, I came for you, I During the three months when I went back, I made up my mind that I must be with you, and we will never be apart again, so I came back."

This is already the best explanation that Song Ci can come up with that does not violate the laws of the world.

It was also one that Ji Huai could easily accept.

Ji Huai's breathing stopped for a moment.

"I have never confessed to you, but you still trust me, love me, and protect me unconditionally." Thinking of everything Ji Huai has done for him, Song Ci's eyes began to turn sour unconsciously, "Thank you very much You, I'm also sorry that I only said it today."

During the long time since he came back, Ji Huai didn't mention it, everything behaved as usual, and Song Ci also forgot about it.

But it wasn't until today that he realized that Ji Huai didn't care. Even the old lady who only met him twice missed him so much. Even Ji Wei couldn't help but tell him that Ji Huai wasn't doing well good.

Only he is like a simple fool, living in the illusion created by Ji Huai, dragging it so big until now.

In love, you need to give each other enough sense of security.

Song Ci never responded to the sense of security that Ji Huai needed. He was spoiled by Ji Huai so much that he almost forgot his surname.

this is not right.

Song Ci used every inch of his strength to hug Ji Huai even tighter, his voice choked with sobs: "Ji Huai, I love you."

Ji Huai turned around abruptly, his eyes still bright in the darkness.

His mood at the moment is like a person holding a hydrogen balloon, always afraid that it will fly away, but one day the hydrogen balloon suddenly told him that his worry is unnecessary, it loves him, and he is willing to stay for him .

Ji Huai tried his best to keep his voice steady: "Xiaoci, can you say it again?"

Song Ci wrapped his arms around his neck, leaned close to him, raised the corners of his mouth, and repeated: "I say, I love you, I will never leave again, I want to be with you forever."

Ji Huai picked him up, Song Ci let out a low cry, and quickly hugged him tightly.

Ji Huai kissed him, this kiss was completely different from all the ones before, full of intense and fiery emotions, like erupting magma.

Later, I don't know how I kissed and kissed to the bed.

The two embraced each other, as if they wanted to melt all their emotions into this kiss.

Grinding, approaching, gnawing.

The kiss ends.

Ji Huai whispered in his ear: "You don't need to thank me, and I don't need you to apologize."

Song Ci looked up at him, his breath still not calmed down.

Ji Huai stretched out his hand to caress his eyebrows and eyes, traced every inch of his skin with his fingers, and the corners of his lips curled up: "I love you, so I am very happy to do this for you, this is the right you can enjoy."

Song Ci also laughed: "How long can I enjoy this power?"

Ji Huai held his hand, interlocked his fingers, and kissed him on the lips: "What do you think?"

"I think" Song Ci leaned forward and kissed him, his eyes were full of delicate and gentle light, "The benefits you provide are so good, I will depend on you for the rest of my life, Mr. Ji, you can't run away."

Ji Huai: "It's an honor."

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

The rain outside the window stopped, and the night wind blew over the banana leaves, then spread them softly, rushing towards the sky.

On a gentle night, be with gentle people.