Man?

Hearing this, the expression on Ji Hangcheng's face immediately condensed like the cold ice of the wax moon.

"What man?"

"Well, we don't know about this, because at your command, we are only protecting my wife from a place where she can't see. ”

The cigarette on his fingertips had burned to the cigarette butt, Ji Hangcheng felt a little hot, he twisted the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash bin next to him.

"Okay, I know, it's been a hard day, go back early. ”

"Okay, goodbye Chairman. ”

When Ji Hangcheng returned home, Yan Ziqi was sitting on the sofa holding Yan Chenghua's posthumous photo to wipe it.

In the dim light, her figure seemed lonely and lonely.

Ji Hangcheng came to Yan Ziqi with guilt, he half-squatted in front of her, then reached out to wrap his hand around her waist, put his face on her lower abdomen, and whispered: "I'm sorry, period, it's my fault." ”

“…”

Yan Ziqi didn't make a sound, she twisted her body slightly, and motioned for Ji Hangcheng to let go of herself.

"Period, I..."

"Don't talk about this, I don't want to hear it, Ji Hangcheng, can I ask you to tell me, what happened to make you and Lu Juan's daughter hate me so much? Did I intervene in your feelings and cause you to separate, or did I do something heinous and end up like this today?"

Yan Ziqi thought about it for a day, she couldn't even think of it, this kind of madness that she knew was something but couldn't remember the reason, I'm afraid ordinary people can't bear it.

"No, not at all, Yan Ziqi, it's my fault, it's all my problem. ”

Ji Hangcheng really regrets it now, regretting why he touched Lu Juan in the first place.

"Yours ask, you... Your question..."

Yan Ziqi watched Ji Hangcheng repeat this sentence repeatedly, "If it's your problem, then why did she do this to me?" Ji Hangcheng, you obviously know what disease I have, and now I can find something about my dad in my memory, and all I have left is this posthumous photo. But look at what it's ruined by your daughter! What do you want me to do?"

Ji Hangcheng glanced at the posthumous photo that Yan Ziqi held in his arms, and fell into deep self-blame.

"I'll find a way to fix it for you, trust me. ”

"Heh~"

Hearing this, Yan Ziqi smiled, "Do you think your daughter won't make any more mistakes after fixing this?" Ji Hangcheng, I have a bad memory, but I'm not stupid, from the change of dressing to today, do you think she just doesn't like me? She wants to kill me, so do you think I can live with you in the future?"

"Yes, surely! I beg you not to say that again, okay? Do you know that it has not been easy for us to get to where we are today. ”

Yan Ziqi was angry, how could she easily forgive Ji Hangcheng because of his words.

"I'm tired, I don't want to talk about it, Ji Hangcheng, maybe I'll forget about it tomorrow, but there are some things that exist there, and they can't be solved by forgetting them temporarily. I want you to think about how I and your daughter weigh each other, because if you don't handle it well, I'm afraid I'll kill her one day. ”

After the words were closed, Yan Ziqi got up and walked to the bedroom.

Tick tick...

The clock on the wall passed minute by minute, and Ji Hangcheng sat on the cold floor and let the coldness penetrate his heart.

So tired, Ji Hangcheng felt as if he had a thousand pounds on his back, and he couldn't catch his breath at all.

Just at this time, the call from the Wei Temple came in.

"Hey, brother, where are you, do you want to come out for a drink?"

Since Wei Ci got married, it has been very difficult to find Ji Hangcheng, everyone has their own responsibilities, and they can't be on call like before.

But today, he unexpectedly looked for it, still at such a point in time.

Ji Hangcheng glanced back at the closed door of the bedroom, and after being silent for a long time, he said, "Yes, the address is sent." ”

What kind of good place can Wei Ci go, it's not just a bar and nightclub, they used to come here to look for happiness, but now they come here to release pressure.

Watching the young men and women on the dance floor jumping and kissing, Wei Ci took the wine bottle in his hand and touched Ji Hangcheng's hand, "Brother, do you want to shake two songs?" I think that as long as there was a place where you Ji Shuai appeared, there must be girls coming one after another within a radius of five hundred miles. ”

Ji Hangcheng glanced at the Wei Ancestral Hall with contempt, and looked up with a mouthful.

"I can't shake it, hedgehog, you know I'm thirty-two years old this year, the most tiring age in my life, fucking old, young, and a lot of things pressing on me, don't talk about jumping, I can't wait to fall asleep when I get home now!"

Twenty-year-old Ji Hangcheng can't have any worries except eating, drinking and having fun every day, and he has Ji Shengnian's strong backing in terms of economy.

At that time, he didn't even know where the door of the Ji Group conference room was.

But what is the situation now, is that he carries the burden of thousands of people and the development of a group on his shoulders every day.

Endless meetings, files that don't work, and unknown variables that you may face every day.

There is also a love life, where did Ji Hangcheng and his gang know what it means to be dedicated before, and they are not all seeing one and loving the other.

When Wei Ci heard Ji Hangcheng say this, his face was deeply touched, "That's right, I'm also tired like a dog now." The old man in our family has been in poor health for the past two years, and he has to do all those things for me. All kinds of social interactions, business activities, tired, really fucking tired, those old foxes in the company are ready to move, thinking about how to get me down all day long, I am putting my head on the blade to live. ”

Wei Ci chattered, and he poured bottles of wine into his stomach.

"But Ji Shuai, do you know what is the biggest headache for me?"

Ji Hangcheng sneered, "It's your sister from the film school." ”

"Ahh The one in my family, it's hard to say. ”

Wei Ci opened another bottle and put it in front of Ji Hangcheng.

"Oh, what's the hard way to say it?"

"Oh, the little white rabbit before marriage, and the tigress after marriage. I wondered, is the relationship between my mother-in-law and daughter-in-law so difficult? My ancestor and my mother seem to be living with dynamite tied to their bodies all day long, arguing and arguing, just every day, just now, when I called you, the two ancestors quarreled because of the position of the vase. Really, Ji Shuai, I'm so tired, why do you think I want to get married. ”

Wei Ci is now completely aware of the bitterness of marriage, before he thought it was very good, he met true love, but he didn't expect that no matter how beautiful love was, he still lost to the triviality of reality.

"You said how happy we used to be, we can play when we want, drink when we want, sleep with whatever girls we want, don't be too happy. ”

Yes, Ji Hangcheng admits that those muddy days are really happy to think about at some point now.

Although it is very chaotic, the previous drunken gold fan can paralyze the nerves, and make people forget their troubles for a short time and get happy.

"Ji Shuai, I fucking regret getting married, what about you?

"Regret, hedgehog, I regret it. ”

Ji Hangcheng said, picked up the wine bottle on the table, and poured the liquor into his stomach.

"What do you regret? Don't you love Yan Zi and love to die and live. ”

Wei Ci wondered, Ji Hangcheng had something to regret.

Looking at the young men and women on the dance floor and the dazzling colorful lights, Ji Hangcheng's eyes slowly became deeper.

"Hedgehog, I regret it, I regret why I couldn't be a single-minded man in the first place. If I hadn't attracted bees and butterflies, I would have been able to be together with Yan Ziqi now, and we would have formed a family and conceived one or two children together. There may be occasional quarrels, but they can be resolved. I won't meet Lu Juan, and she won't give birth to Mianmian, I just belong to her completely, and I don't have to spend energy for others. ”

"Hedgehog, my brother really regrets it, why did he touch Lu Juan like that scum!!bag in the first place?

Ji Hangcheng said that he directly threw the bottle on the table on the ground in the back, and the shattered glass slag splashed everywhere!

"Hedgehog, I really can't stand it, it's too painful, it's so fucking painful, why does God want to punish me like this, why doesn't he just take my life away!"

Ji Hangcheng fell on the sofa, and his whole body collapsed, so he looked like he couldn't help but feel a touch of pity for him in his heart.

Wei Ci patted Ji Hangcheng on the shoulder, and nodded a little wistfully, "Yes, I can understand this." I think if Lu Juan didn't hide it from you, there wouldn't be today. Maybe you will marry her directly at that time, and you will not have anything to do with Yan Ziqi later, and it is even more impossible to be dragged by a child now. ”

Wei Ci despised the woman named Lu Juan in his heart, and when Ji Hangcheng found her, he was guilty of hypocrisy.

Isn't it okay to tell the truth directly? Otherwise, where would there be so much going on today?

The most hateful thing is that she also raised a mentally ill child, what is this not torture?

"So, hedgehog, doesn't it mean that you can change your evil and return to the right? Why is my retribution still so endless? Is it that I can only be tortured like this for the rest of my life?"

Ji Hangcheng grabbed the collar of Wei Ci's shirt and kept shaking him.

"No, no, brother, there will be a solution, there will be a solution. ”

Wei Ci kept comforting Ji Hangcheng, "Brother, you have to cheer up, you are married to Yan Ziqi now anyway, it's a big deal that you send that child abroad to fend for herself." ”

Wei Ci doesn't have children yet, so if he is irresponsible, he will not be a brain.

“…”

Ji Hangcheng didn't speak, he didn't think about anything now, if he could, he could turn back time, he wanted to stay as he was when he was twenty years old. 918

Drunk and dreaming every day, there is no trouble.

Just like those young people on the dance floor now, one person feeds the whole family and is not hungry, jumping, sister, playing around, how good.

"Hedgehog, why do people grow up? Why do they have to be beaten by life when they grow up? Why do they never find happiness every day except for endless troubles?"

Ji Hangcheng fell drunk on the sofa, he looked drunk and very sultry.

"Oh, how do I know, if I knew that I was so tired, I shouldn't have gotten married in the first place, why do you say that the ending of those TV dramas is so happy, doesn't it mean that after getting married, it will be a happy reunion? ”

Wei Ancestral Hall is a depressed person, he feels that he is a mess now.

It just so happened that at this time, two girls who were dressed more revealing walked up to Ji Hangcheng and Wei Ci, and the first thing they said was: "Brother, are you playing?"

"Don't play, there's a master!"

For the first time, Ji Hangcheng and Wei Ci had such a tacit understanding, and as soon as this sentence soared out, the two exchanged a smile tacitly.

They know that this is actually life, while venting the chickens and dogs brought by the trivialities of life, while enjoying the beautiful taste, maybe this is a lesson that marriage has taught them.

"Hahahaha~"

Ji Hangcheng and Wei Ci glanced at each other, and the two laughed out loud.

At this time, the two girls who came to talk to them told them to behave so strangely that they left after dropping the word "neurotic".

"Okay, I'm going back, you can play slowly. ”

Ji Hangcheng drank the last bit of wine in the bottle, and then slowly got up with some difficulty holding his leg, which had been wounded by a gunshot.

Wei Ci glanced at it, and then asked with some concern, "Brother, is your leg okay?"

"It's okay, I can't die. ”

Wei Ci nodded, "Well, I'll send you out, I don't have any thoughts to stay, the little ancestor at home is still waiting for me to go back." ”

"Good. ”

Wei Ci was sent to the door of the bar, and after a while, Ji Hangcheng's substitute driver arrived.

"Gone!"

Ji Hangcheng patted Wei Ci's arm.

"Okay, be careful on the road. ”

"Hmm. ”

Looking at the shadow of the car that was gradually moving away, Wei Ci thought of Ji Hangcheng's embarrassed appearance when he got up from the sofa just now, and at the same time, he unconsciously appeared in his mind when he was in infinite scenery before, and suddenly felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

Wei Ci thought that Ji Hangcheng and Yan Ziqi really had a marriage line that was constantly tied in their lives, and it was really not easy to think about their stumbling along the way.

Hey, what a good thing!

…

Ji Hangcheng passed by a dry cleaner on the way back, and he hurriedly asked the substitute driver to stop the car as if he suddenly remembered something important.

"Stop!"

Yikes!

The silence of the street, which had long been asleep, was shattered by a slightly screeching sound of brakes.

When the car was stable, Ji Hangcheng got out of the car and walked towards the dry cleaner.

"Hello sir, may I ask if you need any help. ”

The dry cleaner is open 24 hours a day, and the clerk is a young man who looks professional in his purple overalls.

"I'd like to ask if there's any lotion that can remove lipstick marks and footprints from photos. ”

Photo?

The male clerk looked at Ji Hangcheng with wide eyes in surprise, "Sir, we are here in a laundry dry cleaner." ”

"I know. ”

"Well, we have lotions that can remove lipstick marks, but that's only for clothes. ”

"Can't use photos?" Ji Hangcheng asked next.

The male clerk shook his head, "I don't know much about this." ”

Ji Hangcheng has no other way now, he thinks that it would be best if he could wash it off, if he couldn't, he would think of another way, in short, she was hurt a lot in this matter, and he wanted to try his best to make up for her.

"Take three bottles. ”

"Are you sure, sir? I remind you again that the lotion is only for clothes, and we are not responsible for washing what you want. ”

"Hmm. ”

Ji Hangcheng didn't have the time to talk nonsense with the male clerk, he opened the Alipay point to pay the code, and the meaning was obvious.

In this way, Ji Hangcheng, who returned home in the early morning, brought three bottles of lotion in his hand.

When he entered the door, the room was dark and quiet, and he thought that Yan Ziqi should have slept.

Ji Hangcheng tiptoed into the bedroom, and a few minutes later, he carefully held Yan Chenghua's posthumous photo.

With the preparations ready, Ji Hangcheng began to take the lotion and carefully wipe the lipstick marks and shoe prints on it.

Because he was afraid of secondary destruction, Ji Hangcheng could only clean up little by little as if he were repairing cultural relics.

In this way, he wiped it all night, God had mercy, and when it was dawn, Yan Chenghua's posthumous photos were finally restored to their original state.

It's not as good as it was before, but at least you can see the contents of the photo clearly.

Ji Hangcheng was very satisfied with such an achievement, he rubbed his cervical vertebrae that was about to break, and his hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

Ji Hangcheng put away Yan Chenghua's posthumous photo, and then went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Yan Ziqi, you must know that he is a person who has not slept all night, and he will have to go to the company to deal with affairs later, which is really torturous to think about.

Yan Ziqi, who was sleeping in the bedroom, was woken up by a thin sound, she got out of bed and opened the door and walked out.

When she saw Ji Hangcheng busy in the kitchen, she rubbed her sleepy eyes and said, "Dad, what are you doing?"

Father?

When Ji Hangcheng was called by Yan Ziqi, his hand was loosened, and the egg in his hand fell directly on the marble floor.

Syllable~

The egg whites and yolks are separated, and they are all over the place.

“…”

Ji Hangcheng glanced down, then walked over the puddle of egg liquid to Yan Ziqi, he gently brushed away the broken hair on her forehead, "I'm not your father, period, I'm Ji Hangcheng, your husband." ”

"Husband, Ji Hangcheng?"

Yan Ziqi thumped his head and shook his brain, only then did he remember that the person in front of him was indeed not his father.

She looked at Ji Hangcheng with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I forgot about you again." ”

It was the first time she had forgotten about him.

"It's okay, I'll remind you, as long as I remember. ”

Ji Hangcheng sat on the marble table with Yan Ziqi in his arms, his hands passed through the sides of her waist, and the love and honey in his eyes were like the first rays of warm sun in the morning sprinkled all over her body.

"Period, I love you, do you remember?"

Ji Hangcheng is now going to say these three words to Yan Ziqi at every turn, and he always feels that he feels very safe.

Yan Ziqi, who had just gotten up, had a very cute expression, she looked at Ji Hangcheng, and then nodded.

"Hmm. ”

"Okay, then you also say that you love me. ”

Ji Hangcheng leaned forward slightly, his head was tilted, his body was short, and he took the opportunity to steal a kiss on Yan Ziqi's pink lips.

“…”