Chapter 39: Raising a Delicate Child
This is the other side that I never knew at the beginning.
She looked at the photos in the room one by one, some were taken, some were painted, and they all seemed to be things that Ji Liangyan had inadvertently left.
In one of them, Ji Liangyan stood on the balcony of Ji's own room, wearing pajamas, carrying a shower in his hand, casually watering the flowers and plants in the balcony, as if he heard someone call him, he suddenly turned around, and the water sprinkled on the reflective tiles, shining.
The photograph captures the moment he turns.
I don't know who is so patient and has taken so many pictures of Mr. Ji's young appearance.
Shi Chu put down the one in his hand and turned to touch the next one.
The next one is not a photo, but a notebook.
A sentence was written on it in a crooked font, "Sonteen love letters dedicated to you".
Textual crepe.
Shi Chu pursed the corners of his lips and flipped through them casually, only to find that this was a diary, which recorded the bits and pieces of daily life in Juanxiu's font.
It's not interesting.
At first, he wanted to put the journal back, but noticed that one of the pages was a little hard.
It's completely different from white paper.
It was opened at the beginning of the day.
Another photo.
But this photo is different from other photos, with an old page atmosphere, and the object in it is no longer Ji Liangyan.
It's a woman.
Dressed in a green slightly transparent dress, with medium-length black hair scattered on both sides of her shoulders, she leaned in front of a big tree, the sun shone down the shade of the tree, and the spots fell on her beautiful face, which looked particularly sweet.
At the beginning, his fingers trembled.
The heart suddenly beat a drum, knock knock.
The tempo keeps picking up, as if someone is beating the drum, again and again.
The woman in the photo was very familiar at first.
With just one glance, she recognized it.
At the beginning of the day, her eyes were dark, she couldn't think of a reason, her fingers tightened, pinching the corner of the photo, getting tighter and tighter, until ......
Bang.
The door to the room was pushed open.
Shi Chu's fingers shook.
Unnoticed, the photograph flew out of her palm, spun in the air, and landed firmly on the ground.
Shi Chu exclaimed, "That ......"
The person who came was Ji Liangyan's assistant, carrying a white bag with loose mooncakes in it.
He shook the bag, and the white plastic bag rattled in the air.
"Miss Shi, I'm here to bring you mooncakes. As he spoke, the assistant looked around, as if puzzled, "Scared you?"
"So you're in this room, I said I couldn't see you indoors. ā
As he spoke, he carried the mooncake and prepared to go out, took a step, swept over something on the ground, and squatted down to pick it up.
Shi Chu's eyelids jumped.
The next moment, she squatted down in a panic, touched the photo faster than the assistant, and picked it up before the assistant.
The assistant's hand fell into the air, and he looked at Shi Chu in confusion, "Miss Shi?"
Shi Chu took a deep breath, turned his back to the assistant, and lowered his eyelids.
The photo in his hand is like a small blade, just pasted to a boiling hot water stove, hot and prickly.
She took the photo, pretended that nothing had happened, stuffed it into the diary just now, and pursed her thin lips that were slightly chapped, "I don't know whose diary, I just accidentally touched and touched it." ā
The assistant sighed and remained silent.
"It's normal for Miss Shi to be curious about this room, and all the photos in this room are from when Mr. Shi was young. ā
"The gentleman himself does not like to take pictures, most of these are captures, and the old lady felt that it was rare, so she picked a place to put it. ā
Shi Chu nodded again and again, blocking the diary behind him with his thin shoulders, and his eyes wandered around the room in a panic.
"I've already seen all the photos and photos in this room. ā
She grabbed the assistant and said slowly, like that, she didn't seem to be interested in Ji Liangyan's photos when she was young.
"Let's, let's get out. ā
The assistant nodded in agreement, "It's okay." ā
As the two left, the assistant took the doorknob of the room.
The heavy wooden door slowly closed, and the dimly lit room became a layer of fan blades, which slowly shrank into a small black dot from the beginning of the line of sight.
She stole at the completely closed door, her fingers at her sides, tightened.
The woman in the photo just now was her mother when she was younger.
She really couldn't understand why the photo of her mother when she was young appeared in Ji Liangyan's annex.
Shi Chu thought as he walked, and when he reached the top of the stairs, he hit the pillar, suddenly stopped, and looked up.
Only then did she realize that the assistant had already stood at the bottom of the stairs and called her in a gentle tone for a long time.
"Miss Shi?"
Shi Chu was in a trance, "What did you just say?"
The assistant stood at the top of the stairs in straight clothes, leaned down, and bent a bow in a restrained manner, "Mr. Ji is here." ā
At the beginning of the time, he came back to his senses.
Ji Liangyan didn't know how long he had been standing at the door.
The sky was already dark, and the dark night crept up his suit and hair, half of his body was exposed to the bright light, and when he raised his eyes, his pupils condensed with a sneer.
"I didn't know you were so serious. ā
Shi Chu was shocked.
At that moment, she actually thought of the photo of her mother, properly stored in the inner page of someone's diary, which was incompatible with the photo of the cool flame in the house.
She bit her lower lip.
Ji Liangyan brought the door, his shiny leather shoes stepped on the tiles, he slowly walked into the living room, his proud body nestled into the sofa, and his long arms rested casually on the back of the sofa.
"Come down. ā
Her footsteps stuck to the second-story slab, unable to move forward, but backwards, her back hitting the wall, the cold touch down the shallow clothing to her limbs, she exclaimed, "Hmm......"
Like a cat's moaning.
Ji Liangyan's eyes sank.
"Don't make me say it a second time. ā
Ji Liangyan's slightly stern words seemed to be screwed by Shi Chu's legs and feet, and she was reluctant in her heart, but she still walked down the stairs step by step.
When he walked to the staircase, he met Ji Liangyan's assistant, and he wanted to say something, but he smiled and made a mouth gesture at Shi Chu, "Mr. is waiting for you." ā
Shi Chu sighed, walked in front of Ji Liangyan in a dull manner, but did not dare to sit down rashly, stood aside in a proper manner, and called softly.
"Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji?"
Ji Liangyan patted the sofa beside him.
That posture was to let her sit beside her.
Shi Chu hesitated for a moment, suddenly gritted his teeth, took two steps, bent his knees according to Ji Liangyan's instructions, and sat next to Ji Liangyan.
Her back was straight, her body was extremely stiff, like a stake sitting in place, her eyes were straight ahead, and she didn't dare to look back at the people around her.
As if sensing her reaction, Ji Liangyan approached her, put one hand on half of her shoulder, and condensed into tiny beads of mist on her hot white earlobe.
If you look closely, it's sweat grains.
"Are you afraid of me?" Ji Liangyan noticed Shi Chu's reaction, approached her, narrowed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Why?"
Shi Chu swallowed nervously, saliva passed through his throat, and there was a grunt.
Speaking again, the stumbling voice trembled slightly, and the eyelashes fluttered uncontrollably, like the thin wings of a butterfly, "IāI didn't." ā
The heat lingered in her ears.
The scent of shower gel is mixed between the noses, accompanied by a faint smell of smoke, which surrounds the body.
Her hand was covered with a large hand, which warmly wrapped her entire palm, and the index finger rested on the back of her hand, lightly.
The wedding ring on her ring finger was rubbing against her white and blue finger bones, and it hurt a little.
Shi Chu's body suddenly stiffened.
It was much hotter that night than it is now.
She opened her mouth dumbly, unable to speak, "Ji ...... Mr. ......"
Don't dare to turn around to look at people, brace your neck, and struggle to pick up the stubble, "You are already married and married, you shouldn't ......"
"So?"
Ji Liangyan stared at her stiff side face, and spread her palms inch by inch, as if opening a closed white flower bone.
Shi Chu's nervous heart was about to jump to her throat, and she suddenly withdrew her hand, "Mr. Ji!"
The palms of his hands sank.
The voice froze.
I don't know when, there was a mooncake gift box in her palm, a bright yellow bag, and a luxuriously packaged iron box inside, with a slender red rope hanging in the crook of her fingers, and the knuckles of the pressure were blue and open.
I was speechless at the beginning.
Her eyes looked fixedly at the moon cake gift box in her hand, as if she was frightened and lost, "You, just for, to give me this, that's why you ......"
Ji Liangyan's slender back leaned on the back of the sofa, and he had a little more laziness when he got rid of the elitism of the day, and lifted his eyelids, "Otherwise?"
After a pause, he squinted at her, "Or are you fantasizing about something?"
It seems that she thinks too much about it.
Shi Chu got up suddenly, lowered his eyes, and his hard-boiled egg-like face was flushed at the moment, and his voice, which was not very smooth, became more and more hoarse and stumbling at this time.
"There is no illusion, no fantasy, I know, I know, tomorrow I will send it to the old lady's hand. ā
As he spoke, he bent down in a panic and bowed deeply to Ji Liangyan, "Today is my inconsiderate and thoughtful nature, thank you Mr. for mentioning and supporting." ā
Shi Chu was busy bowing and thanking, and he didn't notice Ji Liangyan's gaze at him at all, starting from her bowing her head, she was like thorns around her, becoming more and more deep and incomprehensible.
After speaking, she carried the moon cake gift box, turned around and was about to walk into the room, only took two steps, and was stopped by Ji Liangyan in a cold voice, "Where are you going?"
Shi Chu paused, "I, I'll go to the gift box and put it away, it's a little dark now, it's time to rest, Mr. Ji, you're late, good night." ā
When she said this, she didn't remember that she hadn't eaten a good meal that night.
Ji Liangyan interrupted her, her expression changed, and she was careless, "I heard that the maid often secretly goes to the kitchen to eat for herself." ā
Shi Chu lowered his head and said, "No, not often. ā
When Ji Liangyan was away, she sometimes couldn't even get on the table, so she could only wait for Mrs. Ji and the others to finish eating before eating, and sometimes when there were few ingredients left and she couldn't do anything, she would give herself a bowl of noodles with vegetables and eggs.
Unexpectedly, such a trivial matter was also sued by the servant to Ji Liangyan.
Ji Liangyan pursed her lips slightly, too lazy to listen to her explanation, and said casually, "I'm hungry, go and order a bowl of noodles." ā
Shi Chu couldn't believe what she had heard.
She opened her eyes and looked at Ji Liangyan, "Did you go outside, didn't eat, didn't have dinner?
It's almost impossible.
Now that the point of eating has already passed, even if Ji Liangyan doesn't pad himself, it is impossible for the assistant beside him not to remind him.
Ji Liangyan turned a deaf ear to Shi Chu's doubts, and said lightly, as if he was used to it, "Add an extra egg, you want to fry it." ā
Shi Chu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but was stopped by Assistant Zhou beside him, "Miss Shi, it just so happens that there are still some materials in this room, so you will do it." ā
Saying that, Assistant Zhou pushed Shi Chu's back, pushed Shi Chu in the direction of the kitchen of the house, pushed the kitchen, and brought the door, leaving Shi Chu alone to stand in the kitchen inexplicably.
When it was confirmed that Churen had already entered the kitchen, Assistant Zhou came out again, took a deep breath, stood back beside Ji Liangyan, and said with a smile.
"It seems that Mr. Shi likes Miss Shi very much. ā
"Miss Shi is still young and doesn't know anything about love, if Mr. really likes it, I might as well hint at Miss Shi. ā
Ji Liangyan glanced at the assistant lukewarmly, "You have a lot to talk about today." ā
The assistant bowed his head, not daring to say more.
Ji Liangyan said in a deep voice, "She's still young, let alone ......"
The woman from that night has not yet been found.
As if realizing that he was about to say something, Ji Liangyan waved his hand, "It's nothing for you tonight." ā
ā¦ā¦
When he came out of the kitchen with noodles in his hand, Ji Liangyan was the only one left in the huge living room.
Ji Liangyan leaned on the sofa back chair, his face reflected in the light of the screen, light and dark, and the lines were exceptionally handsome.
The little white headphones hung on the pinna, and his thin lips flicked quickly, as if he was communicating something in English.
A pure Oxford accent.
This was the first feeling at the beginning of the day.
Her English level cannot be said to be at the top level, but it is far beyond that of students of the same age, listening to Ji Liangyan's speech, it is still a little difficult, and she will understand a few words, such as land projects, and foreign funds.
After all, it was something I didn't understand at first.
As if he noticed that Shi Churen had come out of the kitchen, Ji Liangyan closed the line early, closed the tablet, and pushed it to the side of the coffee table with a long hand.
He drooped his eyelids and let Shi Chu come over.
Shi Chu's footsteps glued to the cold tiles in the living room for half a second, and carefully brought the noodles to Ji Liangyan's face, looking left and right, and had nothing to say, "Zhou, Assistant Zhou is gone?"
Ji Liangyan ignored her stubble, added a mouthful of noodles with chopsticks, and frowned, "It's light." ā
"Impossible," Shi Chu forgot the nervousness and embarrassment he should have when facing Ji Liangyan for a while, stepped forward, took out chopsticks from Ji Liangyan's palm and dipped some soup and tasted it.
"It's very, it's salty. ā
As he spoke, the man sat next to him, his delicate arms next to him, and the hot air continued to pass on his body.
It's not too cool today.
Ji Liangyan lowered his head slightly, and the ups and downs of the girl under the thin clothes came into view.
His eyes narrowed, and he quietly removed an arm.
But at the beginning of the year, it was still at this time to raise its head.
Beneath the long and thick eyelashes are wet eyes, covered in a thin layer of mist contaminated with moisture.
She held the noodles she had made in her hand, smiled lightly, and small pear vortices appeared on both sides, "Why don't you try it again?"
Ji Liangyan stared at the broken hair next to her cheek.
A small roll, scattered next to the cheek, lined with a small face that was white and pure, as if it had just been peeled out of an eggshell.
The conversation changed, "When you talk to that kid, you also use this soft tone?"
I was stunned.
It goes without saying who that kid is referring to.
She thought of what Ji Liangyan did in the car today, and her smile faded for a while, and she put down the noodles for Ji Liangyan and sighed.
"Whether you think it's salty, whether it's light, there's only so much noodles and noodles in the kitchen. ā
"You don't eat, I'll eat, it's just right, I haven't eaten tonight. ā
As she spoke, she lowered her gaze, seemed to be a little annoyed and sat on the edge of the sofa, stepped on her slippers and took out a small bowl, wanting to divide the noodles in front of Ji Liangyan into two parts, one for herself.
was clasped by Ji Liangyan's wrist.
She looked up, eyes met.
Ji Liangyan's eyes were extremely deep, and when he stared at her, the shadow of her alone in the entire pupil, biting her lower lip in annoyance.
"What the hell do you want to ......"
A minute later, Ji Liangyan let go of the hand that grabbed her wrist, took the bowl from in front of her and put it under his nose, looking at her.
"I raised you delicately, I don't have much ability, and my voice is not small. ā
At the beginning, the lower lip was bitten by himself, and it was tender and red and swollen.
She wanted to open her mouth to refute, but saw Ji Liangyan take off her coat, casually took out a bib from the drawer, and walked in the direction of the kitchen.
At the beginning of the year, he followed behind Ji Liangyan, "You, what are you going to do?"
He could cook? She never knew that.
Ji Liangyan walked into the kitchen, searched around the refrigerator, and skillfully found a few dishes, skillfully picking vegetables and dicing them, like that, no different from a veteran.
Turning his back at her, he sneered, "What you make, someone must be able to eat it." ā
At the beginning of the time: "......"
It's not that I'm not angry.
At the beginning, it was even a little puffy.
But when Ji Liangyan brought the prepared meal, Shi Chu was surprised.
There are not many dishes on the table, two dishes and one soup, one is vinegared cabbage, mixed with thick sauce poured on the tender cabbage leaves, and a few balls hit the green cabbage puree, like a green jade ball.
When I didn't eat much in the evening, my appetite increased greatly, so I stirred the soup with chopsticks, and took out a ball and put it in my mouth.
It was a small thing, melted in the mouth, and the greens were mixed with the meat-fragrant meat puree, which was particularly refreshing.
Ji Liangyan's cooking is so delicious.
This is something that I never thought of at the beginning.
People who don't eat much themselves, but today they seem to have opened a vow, and they have repeatedly put the delicious soup into their rice bowls, and they are reluctant to let go of any spoonful.
She held the spoon and looked at Ji Liangyan, as if excited, her black eyes were full of light, "Mr. Ji, you, the food you cooked, ......"
Shi Chu's voice stopped suddenly, and his throat tightened.
She had just patronized and eaten, and she didn't even notice Ji Liangyan, who was slowly sandwiching her noodles.
A bowl full of hot noodles is now only a soup base, and the green vegetable leaves float alone on the soup noodles, like a flat boat.
Shi Chu's face was hot, and seeing that Ji Liangyan was about to get the spoon, she quickly pinched the edge of the soup bowl.
"Don't, don't eat it. ā
There is no harm without contrast.
Compared with Ji Liangyan's thick and flavorful meals, the noodles she made were particularly lame, and the taste was bland and difficult to swallow.
At the beginning, I didn't know how Ji Liangyan ate her whole bowl without changing his face.
She used all the strength in her hands, but she never shook her job.
Looking up at Ji Liangyan, I saw him clasping the other side of the rice bowl with one hand, glancing at her boredly, and the corners of his mouth were faintly curved.
"Don't let you eat?"
Shi Chu shook his head, "No, it's not delicious." ā
Ji Liangyan looked unpredictable, lowered his head and approached her, as if he was addicted to bullying this little stammer, "You also know that it is not delicious, why don't you know when you make it?"
Shi Chu was speechless, a little annoyed, "I ......"
Unable to figure out the slightest reason, she pursed the corners of her lips, "There are still some rice, meals, you hurry up and eat, I want to wash the dishes." ā
With such a little temper without strength, Ji Liangyan is naturally not afraid.
He put down the dishes and chopsticks, and leaned back into the sofa lazily, "Then clean it up." ā
Such an order, which is not an order, if it was ordinary, it would have been listened to at the beginning, but today it seems to have a mind of its own, sitting at the small dining table, and picking up chopsticks again.
"Sir, don't you eat, I can still eat, eat some, no, waste. ā
As she spoke, she picked up her rice bowl, put the meal that was originally reserved for Ji Liangyan into her rice bowl, and took a bite on the meatballs.
It's ridiculous to say, at the beginning, it was clear that he was the sponsor of the Ji family, and he lived in a family that many people admired since he was a child, but in fact he was just an environment where the owner was indifferent, the servant was harsh, and eating more than one bite of food might be detained into an unruly environment.
Ji Liangyan's gaze moved downward, and he could be fixed on the tooth marks at the beginning of the time.
In a neat row, the shallow imprint on the edge of the emerald green ball, and the Ji Liangyan looked tense somewhere.
At that moment, a thought suddenly crossed his mind, even crazier than what he had done to Shi Chu in the car today.
He quietly changed the subject, "The old lady hasn't left yet, I'll deliver the things tomorrow." ā
As he spoke, he got up and said in a light voice, "Rest early." ā
Leaving a small table of half a meal and a dining table, Shi Chu turned upstairs and walked into the master bedroom.
Shi Chu raised his head from his chewing and looked at Ji Liangyan's back, as if he was surprised that Ji Liangyan's attitude changed so quickly.
A little?
The reason?
Shi Chu didn't understand it, and sighed.
The next day, as soon as it was dawn, Shi Chu suddenly opened his eyes, rolled over and got out of bed, and rubbed his eyes.
After washing, as soon as I went out, the room was already empty, and the room where Ji Liangyan lived next door had no breath, and Assistant Zhou waited in front of the door and bowed to her respectfully.
"Miss Shi, good morning. ā
Assistant Zhou said, took a step forward, leaned in front of her, and picked up the mooncake gift box at her feet.
"Come with me, the old lady has been waiting for you for a long time. ā
Shi Chu squirmed the corners of his lips, wanted to say something, and held back again.
Old Madam Ji will wait for her, that is impossible.
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