worn after Zha Shouzuo's death

The next morning, Song Ci slept until the afternoon. When he opened his eyes, he felt that his whole body was not well, and he had a headache as if he had been run over by a big truck.

He rubbed his head vigorously, sitting on the bed with the quilt in his arms, in a daze.

... What happened last night?what happened?

Why is he suffering so badly?

He remembered that he went downstairs to drink some wine last night, and then Ji Huai came down too...Ji Huai seemed to be angry with him again, keeping a cold face.

Damn, Ji Huai must have been waiting for the moment when he lost his mind, thinking about the scene in Central Park, so he followed him out and beat him up, right?

Song Ci quickly rolled up his sleeves and clothes, and checked his body.

...no scars.

He got out of bed, staggered into the bathroom, and looked in the mirror unwillingly.

The eyes of the person in the mirror were slightly swollen, and the corners of the mouth seemed to be torn.

Song Ci seemed to feel that he had found living evidence!look at those eyes!Look at the corner of this mouth!This must have been called by Ji Huai last night!

He really has violent tendencies!

How can he do this?

Is there anything between couples that can't be resolved in bed?Do you have to use your fists? !

Song Ci looked at the mirror, touched the corner of his mouth, and sighed deeply.

But after thinking about it, Ji Huai has held grudges against him for a long time. He not only talks nonsense in front of Ji Huai's family, but also always eats Ji Huai's tofu... If he beats him up like this, the two of them will be considered even, right?

At least in the future, Ji Huai will not suddenly think about going to a dark place with him to have a frightening two-person world.

So when you think about it, it's actually... quite worth it?

After Song Ci finished washing in front of the sink and enlightening himself, he suddenly felt that the injuries on his eyes and the corners of his mouth were nothing.

On the way Ji Huai was driving home, Fang Huairou's calm voice came out from the car phone: "What's going on?"

Before Ji Huai had time to answer, Fang Huairou said aggressively: "Ji Huai, what did your father and I teach you since you were a child? What is the concept of punctuality? When you go out to discuss cooperation with others, you will temporarily ask for a time change? You My sister has come back and is waiting, so why don't you make our whole family wait for you and your wife?"

Ji Huai turned the steering wheel and admitted his mistake with a good attitude: "Yes, I was wrong. But the incident happened suddenly. Song Ci slept late last night, and then something happened, so I want him to sleep more today. Son, if I wasted your time, I would like to sincerely apologize. If you feel that an apology can't make up for your loss, why don't we just meet this time? Song Ci is not feeling well, so why bother him. "

Look at the bureaucratic accent, without any emotion at all.

Rigid and indifferent, just like Father Ji.

Fang Huairou was about to be laughed angrily by him: "Yo? After marrying a daughter-in-law, you forget your mother? When I see you, I have to invite you four times, take a bath and burn incense, worship three times and nine times?"

"I didn't mean that." Ji Huai's voice was very steady, "But you know what you mean."

This sentence is to protect his shortcomings, and to tell Fang Huairou his position by the way.

Fang Huairou sneered, knowing what he meant, and said intentionally: "I put eighteen tortures at home, I have a whip, a branding iron, and a brazier hook, just waiting to entertain you two."

Ji Huai: "..."

Fang Huairou was afraid that if she continued talking with him, she would get angry with a heart attack, so she changed the subject and said, "I called Song Ci just now."

Ji Huai frowned: "Huh?"

"He said he can come over when you go back, don't make him wait too long." Fang Huairou wanted to hang up the phone after saying this, but suddenly seemed to remember something, and finally couldn't help saying, "He He also kept apologizing to me, saying that he was sorry for getting up late, so look at you!"

Ji Huai didn't even make a phone call, and just sent her a text message telling her to go back later, and asked her to call him to ask him!

At this moment, she couldn't help but wonder, is Ji Huai her own?

Ji Huai: "..."

Fang Huairou hung up the phone.

As soon as Ji Huai drove the car to the door of his house, he saw Song Ci sitting on the swing outside the house. The weather was a bit cold. Today he was wearing a white turtleneck sweater and a light brown long windbreaker. The windbreaker was not closed. , just opened it casually, looking tall and handsome, with a gentle temperament, like a natural clothes hanger.

Just when a gust of wind blew up, golden fallen leaves fluttered down, and one of them floated onto his shoulder, but he didn't notice it either. Holding a mobile phone and talking on the phone.

The whole scene is like a beautiful oil painting.

Ji Huai leaned back without making a sound, took out a cigarette, and took a deep breath.

Song Ci was on the phone with Gao Quan, he didn't mention anything else, he just said that he didn't go to the audition, he missed the appointment, and wanted to apologize to the director, Gao Quan told him that there was no need, he would go to the director That's it.

Song Ci said that he was entirely responsible for this matter, and he had to apologize no matter what.

Gao Quan had no choice but to tell the truth—in fact, he had already contacted the director Zhuang Ran, but Zhuang Ran didn't wait to see him. When Gao Quan contacted him later, he would directly transfer it to his assistant. up.

Song Ci didn't speak, remained silent for a long time, and hung up the phone.

He looked up at the sky for a while, clenched his fingers, and gritted his teeth to force himself to sort out his emotions.

Anxiety is useless, the only way is to solve the problem.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Song Ci saw Ji Huai's car parked outside. He stood up abruptly and walked a few steps towards the car. When he saw Ji Huai sitting in the driver's seat, Song Ci regained his composure. , raised a smile at him, and said briskly, "Ji Huai!"

Ji Huai hummed, and put out the cigarette casually.

Song Ci originally wanted to get in the passenger seat, but he remembered what happened in the passenger seat before, his face burned, his hands retracted instantly, and his steps turned, but before he reached the back seat Ji Huai rolled down the window and called his name: "Song Ci."

Song Ci stopped and turned around: "Huh?"

Ji Huai looked at him, and said in a calm voice, "I've never been a driver for anyone."

——Although the fact is that no one has ever dared to sit in his passenger seat.

Song Ci seemed to hesitate for a moment, he stretched out his hand and touched his nose nervously, wondering if he didn't understand what he meant, subconsciously said: "...then let me drive instead?"

Ji Huai: "..."

Ji Huai reached out and tapped the steering wheel, as if impatient: "Sit in front."

Song Ci: "..."

No, I don't want to.

Chunmeng's time in the past is too short, and now Song Ci is allowed to revisit his old place, and he is still in the same small space as Ji Huai, which is no less than killing him.

But Ji Huai had no expression on his face, his eyes were cold, and his facial features were originally deep, so he looked a bit fierce.

Song Ci compromised.

He really moved to the passenger seat with a slow speed, opened the car door with a mournful face and sat on it. When he sat on it, he unconsciously leaned his body outwards, trying to stay away from Ji Huai as much as possible.

Ji Huai didn't say anything, started the car, turned the steering wheel, the black car turned a corner beautifully, and drove away.

All the gifts for the Ji family were put in the trunk. Aunt Wang was afraid that they might forget, so she put them away.

In order to divert his attention, Song Ci silently carried the preferences of the Ji family in his heart.

He doesn't remember much of the original book, and what happened after he crossed over is not in the book. He has no time to care about other things, so there is not much left in the book You on the Bridge, but the general impression is that Fang Huairou is a A ruthless character, when she was young, she was used to being vigorous and resolute, and only when she was older, she began to become a Buddhist, but she was very protective of her weaknesses. When it came to the people she cared about, she would even dare to be tough.

... She only met the original owner once, and that time it seemed that the original owner was asked to kneel at the door of the house, and he was asked to kneel for three days and three nights.

Could it be... Fang Huairou made him kneel down as soon as he passed by?

Song Ci was a little nervous and turned his head to look out the window.

Ji Huai not only has a younger sister, but also an older sister. He forgot their names, but at this point in time, his older sister should be studying acting abroad, and she is not at home at this time.

Ji Huai's younger sister likes to write, she seems to be a screenwriter...or some kind of internet writer.

Song Ci can't remember, the only thing that impressed her deeply was her pungent and straightforward character, readers gave her the title Spicy Girl.

Ji Huai's father is a straight man with cancer, he doesn't know how to behave, he doesn't care about the affairs of the family, only trouble him when something big happens, he has always been straightforward and ruthless in his dealings with others.

In a word...there is no one in this family who is easy to get along with.

Song Ci's hand was clenched into a fist against his mouth, and his whole body was tense.

There was silence in the car.

Song Ci secretly turned his head to look at Ji Huai. Ji Huai was attentively watching the road, but his sitting posture was very casual and lazy.

After a while, Song Ci shifted his gaze to look at him again.

This time he stared for a longer time, belatedly afraid of being discovered by Ji Huai, Song Ci looked away.

After repeating this several times, Ji Huai said coldly: "Just say something."

Song Ci didn't expect him to notice his small movements, and immediately climbed down the pole: "Ji Huai, I want to tell you something!"

Ji Huai: "Yes."

Song Ci's mind is now full of the scene of whether Fang Huairou will hold a knife and make him kneel down when he enters the door, so he said straightly: "I tell you, I have rheumatism! I have broken bones! I danced before. Sometimes there is water in the knees! The teacher said that I had better go to the hospital for a check-up in a while, maybe I need to wear prosthetics!"

Ji Huai: "...?"

Just arrived at the place, a beautiful manor-like villa is close at hand.

It's really a strange thing. Yesterday Song Ci was thinking about how to please them and make them change their minds about themselves, but now sitting in the car and thinking about the original work, Song Ci suddenly felt that the place in front of him was an execution ground. And the ones inside are all wolves that can eat people, or the kind that don't spit out bones.

Song Ci's face turned pale, and after a while, he stretched out his hand and gently tugged on Ji Huai's sleeve: "...then what, we have slept together for such a long time, is it true that we are married every day?"

After a pause, Song Ci swallowed his saliva: "So, if your mother doesn't like me later and wants to let the dog drive me out, you can see it for the sake of the relationship between husband and wife... persuade her to take the dog back Go, leave me a decent body?"

In the original novel, Fang Huairou did not summon the original owner at this time, the plot was completely different.

What if he didn't kneel down and let the dog bite him?

What if you want to beat him out with a stick?

What if he was tied to Shen Hai?

just in case……

Song Ci even forgot the colorful dream before, and was so suffocated that he just wanted to go back the same way.

Ji Huai: "..."