Chapter 290: White Fluff
Ji Xiaoran didn't want to follow Ji Ying, but she was choked by his sentence "Are you going to eat the birthday cake sent by someone for nothing": she knew that there was no free lunch in the world.
Zhou Xian was let go home by him.
The woman's home is not big, and the three-bedroom and two-living room house is full of all kinds of fresh ingredients, electric ovens, and electric steamers, but they occupy half of the restaurant.
"It's very hard for you to train him so well alone."
Ji Yin's words made the woman smile and nod, with some pride on her face, "The child is with me." β
Only then did Ji Xiaoran notice that there was no trace of the male owner in this family, and this woman didn't seem to have any nostalgia for the man who had conceived life together.
The woman had already walked to the only closed door in the house, and it looked like it was supposed to be the master bedroom of the house, "Son, do you want to come out and have something to eat?" β
"I've already come out to eat since you went out."
This voice sounded like a teenager in her teens, which made Ji Xiaoran slightly surprised.
"Come out, Mom hasn't seen you in a few days."
"Isn't there a guest coming to the house? Why don't you entertain the guests properly, so why do you let me come out? Let them come and see me? β
The purpose of being exposed did not make the woman feel a little embarrassed in front of outsiders. Seeing that she was still about to speak, Ji Cheng opened her mouth to block the words that had already reached her mouth, "Since he doesn't want to, let's forget it first." β
The woman was obviously a little anxious, and Ji Xiaoran hurriedly comforted, "My father doesn't mean to care, you go to rest first, let's negotiate with him." β
The woman looked at Ji Cheng and saw him nodding, so she sighed and turned around and entered her room, but after not seeing her turn around, Ji Cheng raised her hand and held it on the doorknob.
The entrance and exit of the space were directly compressed within the scope of the door frame, and Ji Ying pushed open the wooden door without turning the door lock.
There was no sound of the lock turning, but there would be a door, so when Ji Xiaoran followed Ji Ying into the room, he saw a figure turning to look at them in horror, "How did you get in?!" β
Ji Cheng had already snapped his fingers and opened the spiritual power enchantment.
"Don't you even need a soundproof array now?" Ji Xiaoran muttered in a low voice.
"The formation left by Ah Qi is no longer of much use to me at this stage." Ji Ying's gaze has been staying on the person who still wraps himself tightly in the summer, "Wearing a coat with the air conditioner on?" β
But even so, the two of them saw the white hair faintly growing on the back of his bare hand.
The boy himself was sensitive to this matter, and he immediately hid his hand in his pocket, "What is there to see." β
"When did this happen to you?" Seeing the other party's hesitation, Ji Zhiyou added, "Your mother won't hear it, the door hasn't been unlocked yet, and she can't come in." β
Ji Ying's solemn voice made the young man who didn't want to answer him think for a while before he spoke, "The ...... that started in the first half of this year"
As he untied his scarf and took off his coat, Ji Xiaoran felt that what he saw was like a small beast that had just learned to transform into a human form that appeared in an animation or TV series, and its exposed arms, neck, including the lower part of his cheeks, were covered with a layer of white fluff.
Even the lips seem to have some slight cleft lip.
"You're not an adult?" Ji Cheng was a little surprised.
"Eighteen by the end of the year." The young man was obviously very uncomfortable with his appearance being exposed to the eyes of others, and his palms kept rubbing on his arms, as if he wanted to rub off all the white hairs on his body.
"Don't rub it, you can't rub it off." Ji Cheng froze the young man, then slowly turned his wheelchair to the young man under his shocked gaze, grabbed his palm and asked while examining it, "Is there anything else unusual besides long hair?" For example, physical fitness has improved and the five senses have been enhanced. β
"There's no noticeable feeling of fitness." The boy only had his lips and eyes to move at the moment, "His sight and hearing do seem to have improved." β
Ji Xiaoran had already seen the photo placed at the head of the bed, and the little boy who looked like he was no more than elementary school had already put on his glasses.
"You've been so nervous, it's not just a matter of the competition in the show." Ji Cheng loosened the restraints on him, "The dark circles under his eyes are all out, it's better to sleep well for a while." β
"I've slept with my mom when she went out just now!" The boy immediately bounced away, "I know you want me to relax, but who can sleep in this situation?!" β
Ji Xiaoran especially wanted to tell him not to be so flustered, after all, he was just growing some hair, but Ji Cheng had already spoken first, "Then why don't we talk about your father?" β
The young man's face became even more ugly, "What are you talking about him?" β
"Looks like you know him well?" Ji Cheng stretched out his hand back and took the small pot handed over by Ji Xiaoran, "Do you want to drink?" β
"If you don't drink it, you'll numb your taste." The boy was locked in the corner of the bed, like a vigilant little beast.
"Your situation is due to your father." Ji Cheng poured himself a small cup, and the boy didn't know where he took it from.
The boy didn't pick up, squinting at the man who was leisurely drinking.
"Your mother is a pure person, but there is something else in you." Ji Cheng was sipping his own wine, and the girl was beside him as always, a small attendant was pouring wine for him, "In the past, you may have only shown that you were good at some things, but as you approached adulthood, your other half of your blood began to be restless, so white hairs began to grow on the surface of your body. β
"You didn't dare tell your mother about it, so you went to your father, but you didn't get to see him." Ji Cheng raised his eyes and looked at the young man, "Otherwise, you shouldn't be so panicked again." β
"Yes, I haven't seen him in four months." Speaking of this person, the young man had undisguised resentment on his face, "I guessed that it must have something to do with him, otherwise why would this hair grow again next month even if it was shaved." β
"So you shaved your hair when you participated in competitions and shows?" ζζΊη«― δΈη§θ¨δ½γβm.\B\iq\u\g\\o\mγ provides you with wonderful \ novel reading.
"Yes. This strangeness on the lips can be hidden by wearing a mask all the time in the show, and it can also bring a good impression of hygiene and enough mystery to others. But as the number of shaves increases, it gets harder and harder, and the more you think about it, the faster you think about it, and basically after shaving in the morning and before going to bed at night, burrs grow again. The boy had changed his posture to kneeling, "So can you help me with this?" β
"Shanhai Pavilion, as long as you can pay enough compensation, we will definitely fulfill your wish for you."
"Didn't my mother have already paid for you when she invited you over?"
"A fruitcake is only enough to pay us for coming." Ji has a bland negative color.
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