worn after Zha Shouzuo's death

There is a button on Song Ci's body, which is a camera. All the videos of the conversations with Wei Li will be sent to the computer device bound to it simultaneously. Song Ci has set up a forwarding program.

Gao Quan had already received the video. At that time, his mood was very complicated. He didn't expect Song Ci to be so bold and reckless, so he rushed forward to make a routine.

So after Song Ci finished all this, Gao Quan called and babbled for a while, saying that Song Ci should not be left alone there, if he was not too busy on his side, he would definitely He wanted to go to accompany Song Ci, and told him not to do such things in the future, and finally said very worriedly, or else I should go to accompany you.

Of course, being rejected by Song Ci, Song Ci comforted him for a long time, and reassured him again and again for a long time, only then did Gao Quan settle down the heart of an old mother who had nowhere to rest.

When the phone call was about to end, Song Ci suddenly called out in a low voice: "Gao Ma."

Gao Quan responded immediately: "Huh? I'm here."

Song Ci paused every word: "I want to kill them."

Gao Quan was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied: "To tell you the truth, I'm actually already making preparations."

But he was worried that Song Ci was soft-hearted and timid, so he didn't plan to tell Song Ci.

Unexpectedly, Song Ci would take the initiative to tell him that he wanted to fight back, which really surprised Gao Quan.

Song Ci: "Thank you Mama Gao. Except for Wei Li, I have already contacted Liming's director and asked him for the negatives of the filming at that time. I also want to expose Shi Yi. He is an old hooligan who loves to bully others."

Gao Quan snapped his fingers over there: "No problem, I thought of that too."

The two chatted for a while, and after confirming the next public relations, they hung up the phone.

When Song Ci bought breakfast and went back, Ji Huai had already woken up and was standing by the window on the phone. Seeing him coming in, he quickly ended the call and immediately put down the phone.

Song Ci walked over, and the moment he saw Ji Huai, he suddenly remembered uncontrollably that he had been crying from the day he saw Ji Huai until he fell asleep, even when he was dreaming... like It looks like a sister Lin made of water.

His steps stopped, and he felt ashamed belatedly.

... After all, he is a big man.

Moreover, she still lay in Ji Huai's arms, holding on to his hand, and even insisted on burying her head in front of his chest and crying.

Song Ci felt his face burn with a long reflex arc.

He even wanted to take a step back and find a mask to cover his face before coming in again.

Song Ci involuntarily looked at the area on Ji Huai's chest, and a thought flashed through his mind: If Ji Huai's clothes were still wet, he would turn around and leave without saying a word; if it was dry, then he would Just pretend like nothing happened.

Ji Huai's clothes were dry.

Song Ci seemed to have found a reason to fool himself, cleared his throat, and whispered: "I, I bought you some breakfast."

Ji Huai said a good word, and then sat down at the edge of the table.

Song Ci also moved over slowly, sat on the other side, ate his breakfast with his head down, thought for a while, and asked hesitantly, "I...the director said to let me...take a break today...and then...then What, you haven't been to this place yet, have you? I... take you..."

Difficult to express his own meaning, Song Ci closed his eyes, quite an urge to reach out and strangle himself to death.

Unexpectedly, Ji Huai reached out and took the steamed stuffed bun dipped in hot sauce in his hand, and immediately replaced it with a bowl of light health porridge that Song Ci bought for him.

Song Ci was stunned for a moment, and his attention was quickly diverted: "Huh? You don't like porridge? Do you like steamed stuffed buns?"

Ji Huai raised his head and glanced at him. For some reason, his expression looked a little... helpless, and immediately, he nodded expressionlessly.

Song Ci curled up his lips: "Then I'll help you drink it! If there's anything you don't like, you can tell me and I'll help you eat it!"

Ji Huai: "...Okay."

Ji Huai removed all the irritating food in front of him, and finally found that there seemed to be only a bowl of porridge and a glass of milk left in front of Song Ci.

Ji Huai: "..."

What kind of shit is this?The feature of breakfast is that you can't eat it without spicy or spicy, right?

What happened to Song Ci?He doesn't remember a wound in his mouth?Buy so many things that you can't eat, and still eat with relish without knowing it?

Song Ci: "..."

Song Ci watched helplessly as Ji Huai took away the food in front of him, leaving only a bowl of porridge and a glass of milk for him, his expression was a bit dazed, but he immediately came to his senses, and quickly passed a step to Ji Huai: "I, I've actually eaten. I'm not too hungry. Just some porridge and milk will do."

Ji Huai paused, and hummed with a worried face.

After a while, Ji Huai picked up the topic just now: "I haven't been here before."

Song Ci was drinking the bland porridge, and he couldn't stop glancing at the food in front of Ji Huai. Hearing this, huh?After he realized it, the smile on his face bloomed like a flower: "Then I'll take you out to sea! There is a small island opposite, we can spend the night there and come back the next day, then you... ...you're not in a hurry, are you?"

Ji Huai said "I can only play with you until the afternoon" without changing his face, and shook his head very naturally: "Don't rush, I still have a lot of time."

It's time, just cancel the scheduled entertainment, talk, meeting, and that's it.

Sure enough, Song Ci laughed even more happily, his brows and eyes were bent, and his eyes were as beautiful as obsidian reflecting the light of stars.

After breakfast, Song Ci put on a mask, hat, and glasses, and went out with Ji Huai.

The two took a boat and wobbled towards the other side of the sea.

Today's weather is very good. The temperature at the seaside is different from that of city A. It should have officially entered winter in city A, but the temperature here is maintained in the range of a dozen degrees, neither cold nor hot.

The blue sea is like a shimmering mirror, the sun seems to be crushed and sprinkled on the mirror, mottled, the breeze is blowing, and the seagulls are flying in the vast sky.

There were not many people on board.

Song Ci sat beside Ji Huai, happily telling him the interesting things that happened in the crew.

Song Ci couldn't help sighing when he inadvertently talked about Huamanman, and said casually: "The little girl nowadays is really difficult to understand."

Ji Huai was sending a text message to his secretary with his head down, asking her to postpone all her itinerary. The secretary was silent for a long time, probably going through a storm in her heart, and only after the storm calmed down did she reply with a good one.

Hearing Song Ci speak, Ji Huai, huh?With a cry, she turned her head to look at him: "What little girl?"

Why didn't he know that there was a little girl beside Song Ci?Hua Manman never told him.

Song Ci sighed again, and moved closer to Ji Huai calmly: "It's my assistant, you haven't seen it before, she's cute and capable, but she's a bit stubborn when it comes to relationships. .”

Ji Huai frowned, and quickly ran through Hua Manman's personal resume in his mind. If he remembered correctly, Hua Manman seemed to be... single until now?

Tsk, why is Song Ci so concerned about the love life of a single woman?

Ji Huai's tone was light: "Really."

Song Ci moved closer to Ji Huai, and finally stretched out his hand boldly, holding Ji Huai's clothes, and then slowly moved up like a turtle, and finally passed through the gap between his arms, holding him arm.

Ji Huai didn't respond.

Song Ci thought that Ji Huai hadn't noticed, so he squinted his eyes and smiled, and continued happily: "She always breaks up with her boyfriend, reconciles after breaking up, and continues to break up after reconciliation, alas, I really think it's for her feel tired."

Ji Huai: "..."

Wait a minute, he seems to have suddenly remembered something.

The distance between the two people was already very close, almost sitting arm to arm, leg to leg, Song Ci finally found the opportunity to lean on Ji Huai's shoulder: "Ah, I'm a little sleepy... ..."

Ji Huai glanced at him, and his eyes fell on Song Ci's secretly curved lips, and a smile appeared in his eyes uncontrollably.

Ji Huai: "Why did she break up with her boyfriend?"

"Say it's a long-distance relationship." Song Ci lowered his head, and continued to move his hand down, and finally moved it near Ji Huai's wrist. He stopped for a while pretending, "Her boyfriend thought she ignored him, so he quarreled. After the two quarreled After the fight, Manman still had to spend time coaxing him and self-reflection. After the coaxing was over, the two continued to quarrel because Manman didn't send him text messages. It was said that the quarrel was quite fierce."

Ji Huai didn't know what expression he should put on: "...Oh."

Song Ci's fingers moved down tentatively like vines, passing Ji Huai's palm. Ji Huai's hand was originally hanging down casually, but after sensing Song Ci's small movements, he let go and spread it out a little. Song Ci seemed to have received some kind of signal, and moved down faster, and stopped at the place close to his palm, and then he slowly inserted his finger into his palm bit by bit. In the end, as if he had completed some great masterpiece, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, exerted a little force, and clasped fingers with Ji Huai.

The weather was mild, and Ji Huai's palm was also warm and dry.

The place where the two fingers interlocked seemed to create a grid. Song Ci felt that half of his arm was numb, and he couldn't use any strength.

Song Ci coughed softly, tilted his head to the side, the corners of his lips became more curved, and his eyes were entwined and soaked with a smile.

Song Ci leaned against Ji Huai's shoulder, and continued to whisper: "I think her state of love is really worrying, so I'll explain it to her personally, using the two of us as an example, and I said I won't quarrel with you. Compatibility, I won't bother you when you're busy, and you won't bother me when I'm busy... Although I really hope you can disturb me, it's best if you can keep me up at night and not work... ..."

As he talked to the end, Song Ci didn't even know what he was talking about, and his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally melted into the air and disappeared.

Ji Huai: "..."

What is the feeling of being wrong?

Realizing that he was off topic, Song Ci quickly pulled back: "I think we get along very well..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Huai suddenly called his name in a low voice: "Song Ci."

Song Ci tilted his head to look at him, half of his cheek was still resting on his shoulder, looking closely at him, his eyes were black and bright, like talking gems: "Ah?"

Ji Huai looked at him quietly: "What is it that keeps you up at night and disturbs you from work?"

Song Ci's mind was a little confused for a moment, he opened his lips, and when he was about to quickly turn his words around, Ji Huai's body suddenly moved, and immediately, he came closer and kissed his lips slowly.

Song Ci: "...!"

At that moment, Song Ci's brain went blank, as if a bomb had been dropped suddenly, blowing up all the complicated thoughts and dissipating them. During the interval of being bombed, Song Ci suddenly felt that the surroundings seemed to be scattered. It was like fireworks, bright and colorful, and he felt that he was going to be lifted into the sky like those fireworks.

Afterwards, Song Ci's heart started beating wildly when he realized it, and then his villain kept screaming.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--

Holy shit! ! ! !

wdm! ! !

Ji Huai... what is Ji Huai doing? !Is he kissing him? !Is he? ! ! !

Absolutely! ! ! !

Ji Huai let go of him, stretched out his hand, and stroked his lips with his fingers, his eyes were dark: "Is that so?"