worn after Zha Shouzuo's death

The happy family congratulations spoken at the dinner table just now seemed like a joke at this moment.

Father Ji came out, stretched out his hand to pull Ji Jing in, and immediately closed the door: "We have been arguing at the door for so long, what does it look like?"

After closing the door, the house is still as warm as spring, the TV is showing commercials, and it is still festive and lively, but no one will pay attention to it anymore.

It was as if the laughter and happiness just now were all wiped away by an invisible hand.

"You're such a grown-up, you don't calm down at all when things happen, and you're dazzled by love and love." Father Ji scolded Ji Jing with a cold face, "When it's New Year's Eve, you don't even say hello when you enter the door. Hit people directly, who gave you the score? Are you used to being praised by people when you are an actress? We have to praise you too?"

Ji Jing gritted her teeth, her eyes were red, and the corners of her eyes were wet: "Dad—"

Father Ji ignored her, and turned to look at Ji Huai and Song Ci: "Ah Huai, take Xiao Ci upstairs first, and give him ice cubes to reduce swelling."

Ji Huai hummed lightly.

"It's not easy for Ah Jing and Rao Chuan to stumble and walk for so many years, and we all see her suffering for him." Father Ji said, "We have to give her an explanation for this matter."

After all, Ji Jing is her own.

Even if he beat her, he only skipped one sentence.

Father Ji has always been in charge of family matters, so if he said that, it was equivalent to being crucified, and this matter had to be investigated to the end.

No one dared to refute his words.

After a long while, Ji Jing could only be heard crying in frustration and despair.

She seldom cried, this time she really couldn't help crying, she held it back for too long.

Song Ci only felt his whole body was cold and muddled, from his body to his fingertips, everything was so cold that he was numb, even when he was led upstairs by Ji Huai, he didn't feel anything.

Ji Huai led him to the bedroom, and gently closed the door.

Then he took the towel wrapped in ice, walked up to Song Ci, and placed it next to his face.

Song Ci seemed to be awakened suddenly, and he gasped in pain.

Ji Huai's movements became lighter.

Song Ci suddenly grabbed his hand and blurted out without thinking: "Ji Huai, I want to tell you something."

He thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't want to take the blame.

When dealing with others, you can use the plausible excuse just now to fool you.

But he didn't want to fool Ji Huai.

From Ji Huai's point of view, even if Song Ci and Rao Chuan had a relationship in the past, and today he suddenly saw so many explicit and crazy photos, it is impossible for him not to respond.

Not to mention that Rao Chuan's identity is still Ji Huai's brother-in-law and his sister's lover.

The degree of response is simply exponential growth.

Ji Huai looked at him with light eyes, like glass, making it impossible to see his true thoughts.

Song Ci gritted his teeth, not leaving himself any chance to escape, and said straightaway: "The person in the photo is not me, I have never talked to Rao Chuan, and I have never done it with him. What I said in front of them just now It's not true, I'm just trying to deal with them, but I want to explain it to you seriously."

In the eyes of others, the people in the photo were Song Ci, and he couldn't explain them one by one.

But since Ji Huai was reborn after being blackened, he felt that his ability to accept should be higher.

And...he only cares about what Ji Huai thinks, other people are not important.

Ji Huai looked at him quietly, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, forming a sharp arc at the end of his eyes.

The atmosphere seemed to suddenly become oppressive, making it difficult to breathe.

Song Ci couldn't even feel the pain on his cheek. After a pause, he said with difficulty: "I... am not the Song Ci from before... My name is also Song Ci, but they are two completely different people from the previous one. As soon as I opened my eyes, I was already at your wedding scene, I don't know what happened before, I just remember that I like you very much."

Although this is nonsense, it is better than telling Ji Huai bluntly, "Actually, your world is a book, and you are the hero of this book".

This was the best explanation he could think of so far in a hurry.

Song Ci lowered his head and lowered his voice: "I only like you too."

Ji Huai still didn't speak.

The long silence was like a saw, constantly sawing the rope of the sword of Dachmos hanging above Song Ci's head, and finally reached a critical point, the sword suddenly fell, and fell straight to the ground. Song Ci's head made him feel cold and numb from the beginning to the end.

Song Ci seemed to be strangled by someone, pain and suffocation filled every corner of his body, as if he was about to grind every corner to bleed.

——Why didn't Ji Huai speak?

Did he not believe him?Surely he doesn't believe it?

What would he think of him?Is he not going to like him?Ah...Ji Huai doesn't seem to like him very much, he's the one who has been picking on Ji Huai all this time, and he's the one who pretends to be affectionate...

In the first half of the original book, he liked the original owner so much, even if he had been blackened at the beginning of this life, the love that goes deep into the bone marrow can't be changed overnight, right?

His kindness to him, his proactive hugs and kisses... Is it all based on the fact that Song Ci is the original owner?

Although he has changed a lot, even though he once guessed whether Ji Huai recognized that he was not the original owner...but that was just a guess and could not represent Ji Huai's real thoughts.

In an instant, Song Ci only felt that the coldness soaked through his heart, and quickly turned into ice, freezing all his blood, and turned into full of surprise, grievance, and anxiety, which slowed him down a little bit.

Song Ci opened his mouth, but before he could speak, his eyes turned red: "I..."

He wanted to say, "What I said is true, can you believe me?", but the words were choked tightly in his throat.

This isn't the whole truth, it's just a partial, packaged truth.

He hadn't been truly honest with Ji Huai, so he couldn't plead with Ji Huai to trust him unreservedly.

But in the next moment, a hand fell on Song Ci's head, and that hand gently rubbed his hair. Immediately, a low sigh resounded in the air.

"I know you are not him, I have been waiting for you to speak." Ji Huai looked at him quietly, "You are finally willing to tell me."

Song Ci suddenly raised his head to look at him, his eyes widened, for some reason, maybe the hand on his head was too warm, or maybe Ji Huai's tone was too gentle, at that moment Song Ci couldn't control himself at all , A large tear fell from the eye.

He quickly reached out and wiped it off: "You... how do you know?"

"You don't have a birthmark." After a pause, Ji Huai added, "There are still many places, and I'm not a fool."

Song Ci stared at him blankly, his mind was extremely chaotic: "Birthmark...then you are..."

"I found out on the night of my wedding." Ji Huai casually passed it by, "I didn't intend to do anything with you at the time. I don't like to face things that I can't control."

Song Ci stared at him blankly, at this moment he didn't know what he was talking about: "Then you... didn't touch me... because I wasn't the original Song Ci?"

Ji Huai: "..."

Why is Song Ci so obsessed with this matter?

Ji Huai gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and was forced to give a serious explanation for the first time: "I don't touch you because I know you are a stranger, and I'm not a lust | A beast with a heart that can abduct people to bed at will."

Song Ci was even more stunned: "...But I couldn't help it a few times. At that time, the atmosphere was very good, and you didn't touch me. I thought we were consensual?"

Wasn't it?

Is he the only one who has desires for each other from the beginning to the end?

Ji Huai looked at him expressionlessly, with gloomy eyes: "..."

Because you fucking fell asleep, twice.

Now Song Ci actually dares to question him with this?

Ji Huai was about to be laughed out of anger.

Continuing with this topic, he was afraid that he would really lose control and do something to Song Ci on the spot, so he changed the subject and said, "You should rest first, I'll go downstairs and have a look."

Song Ci looked at him, as if he was a mechanical puppet, still struggling to figure out the logic just now.

Ji Huai stood up and stroked his hair again, afraid that he would think too much, so he couldn't help but said: "From the beginning to the end, from the second day of marriage, I have never regarded you as the person before."

Those love, distress, tenderness, hugs, and even the sweetness of entwining lips and tongues are all for the current Song Ci.

He is very clear.

Song Ci looked at him blankly, and fell into the vicious circle where Ji Huai had discovered my identity a long time ago, constantly recalling whether he had done something stupid that he shouldn't have done, and his brain capacity was overloaded for a while, after listening to Ji Huai's words , also only nodded.

Ji Huai saw that he hadn't reacted and was still brainstorming, so he emphasized his tone and repeated: "Now, take a bath, sleep, don't let your wild thoughts, leave other things to me to deal with, when I come over later, I want to see that you are already lying on the bed, understand?"

Song Ci looked up at him for a long time before nodding slowly.

Ji Huai hummed, leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, and said softly, "You're so good."

Ji Huai left.

Song Ci sat for a long time, recalling everything in detail during the six months since the two met.

From Ji Huai sneering at him on the night of his wedding, saying that he would not give him resources or money, to impatience, indifference, alienation...then gentleness, increased tolerance for him...and then he rushed over outside the hotel A hug for him, and an unsolicited kiss on the boat...

In the end, when he was singing on the stage, Ji Huai's burning gaze, and after he finished singing, he pushed him against the car door, with fiery kisses and affection.

Also, the sound of a beating heart at close range.

I can't tell if it's Song Ci's or Ji Huai's.

Thinking about it, Song Ci couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips.

He reached out and patted his face, took a deep breath, and let it out again, as if he wanted to use this action to expel all the negative emotions in his heart.

Since Ji Huai already knew his identity from the very beginning and never regarded him as the original owner, that's enough.

Really.

Other things don't matter.

He will find a way to contact Rao Chuan tomorrow and ask him to explain to Ji Jing.

Now take a shower and go to bed.

Song Ci stood up and walked to the bathroom.

After taking a shower, he lay down on the bed.

After more than an hour, Ji Huai came up. He looked at the bedside for a while, then took his pajamas lightly and walked into the bathroom.

After a while, Ji Huai lay down on the bed after taking a shower.

Unexpectedly, just as Ji Huai lay down, the next moment, Song Ci, who was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, suddenly turned over and fell on Ji Huai's body.

Ji Huai: "..."

Ji Huai stared at the ceiling silently for a while, then reached out and scratched his hair: "Haven't slept yet, huh?"

Song Ci lay on his body with his head resting on his chest, his eyes were shining, shining like the eyes of a deer in the dark: "Ji Huai, I just thought about it again, I think I'm good happy."

Ji Huai remained motionless, like a piece of wood: "Huh?"

"I always thought you didn't know, so you do." Song Ci bent his lips, put his hand around Ji Huai's neck, and slowly slid his fingers down, "Does that prove that you have treated me so well?" Like... a little more than I imagined?"

——He thought about it for a long time, but he didn't understand anything else, but he only figured out this matter. In an instant, he felt so happy that a flower would bloom in his heart.

Ji Huai pressed his restless hand and ground his teeth: "Don't grope, don't you remember what I said?"

Song Ci laughed: "Remember..."

But he couldn't control himself at all, he wanted to get closer to Ji Huai, even closer.

Song Ci kissed Ji Huai's lips, but parted within a second, and kissed all the way down again.

Ji Huai hugged his waist, turned over, and pressed Song Ci under him, breathing heavily: "Ancestor, who did you learn how to light a fire from?"

Song Ci put his hand on his shoulder, fingered the pajamas on his shoulder, and smiled slightly: "I only do this to you...Ji Huai, I want you...Do you want me?"

Ji Huai leaned over and kissed his lips forcefully.

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