Jing Ci couldn't help rubbing the things in his hand, his eyes were red.
"You..." His Adam's apple moved, desperately suppressing the choked sound: "When did you get this?"
"A while ago." Yingjiao smiled, and didn't want to say more about it. With a slight force on his arm, he pulled Jing Ci to his side, and said softly: "I know you don't want to contact that side anymore, since you want to break it, you have to break it completely and cleanly, right?"
Jing Ci nodded.
"It's the fastest way to put the household registration on real estate," Yingjiao understood Jing Ci. He was unwilling to ask himself for help on living expenses. House.
I can only preemptively say: "Nothing else is important, the most important thing at present is to move out the household registration first."
Jing Ci looked up at Yingjiao steadfastly, almost unable to hold back the overflowing emotions in his heart.
He didn't know how much Yingjiao had prepared for this matter behind the scenes, and he didn't know how Yingjiao got the Jing family's household registration book. Before that, Yingjiao hadn't mentioned a single word to him.
He has done all the work before the fruit is held before him. Tell him it's just an effortless bite.
The two light little notebooks are his heavy heart.
Yingjiao saw that he didn't speak for a long time, thinking that he was thinking of an excuse to refuse, and said helplessly: "Don't have a psychological burden, and don't push me around, it's unnecessary."
He looked directly into Jing Ci's eyes, and said seriously: "The matter between the two of us will never change, will it?"
Jing Ci nodded vigorously.
"That's it. You are all mine. Is there any difference in whose name the house belongs to?" Yingjiao lowered his head and kissed him on the lips, and said with a light smile, "Be obedient, don't force me to use some There is a special way to get you to agree."
Jing Ji's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't speak a word.
How could Yingjiao be so good, he was obviously giving him something. But in order to make himself feel at ease, he deliberately said these words.
He is always taking care of himself, everything from life to mental state.
Jing Ci rested his forehead on Yingjiao's shoulder, preventing him from seeing his red eye circles.
"I..." He took a deep breath. For the first time, he hated his stupid mouth. He obviously had a lot to say, but when it came to his mouth, there was only one sentence: "I will listen to you."
A house is nothing else, it's too precious. Even if what Yingjiao said was right, he couldn't accept it with peace of mind.
But he won't refuse to spoil the scenery at this time, it's too hypocritical, too uninteresting, and it's too wasteful to win the pride.
Hearing this, Yingjiao first breathed a sigh of relief, and then immediately realized that his voice was wrong.
"What's the matter?" Yingjiao wanted to turn his face to see, but Jing Ji buried his head on his shoulder, unable to live or die.
Yingjiao laughed, didn't force him, reached out to stroke his hair and the back of his neck, and said suddenly: "Baby, I think something is not quite right."
Jing Ci was immersed in the emotion and couldn't extricate himself, and subconsciously responded: "Huh?"
"Why weren't you so excited when we were getting along?" Yingjiao raised his eyebrows, and said without shame: "A good man like me, who is hard to find with a lantern, is not as good as a dilapidated house in your heart?"
Jing Ci: "..."
Jing Ci didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and the emotions that were almost uncontrollable suddenly stabilized: "No."
Yingjiao pushed forward: "Then you can prove it to me."
prove? how to prove
Yingjiao didn't speak any more, just played with his fingers, apparently waiting for him to speak up.
Jing Ji's heart beat faster, he collected himself for a long time, and whispered: "You are the most important..."
The smile on Yingjiao's face gradually deepened, and he thought over these words carefully several times in his heart, and when he heard Jingci's voice no longer trembled, he didn't make any waves: "Okay..."
"It's more important than anything else." Jing Ji said again, the voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard in Yingjiao's ears.
Yingjiao's breath was suffocated, and then he rubbed him into his arms forcefully.
After a long while, when both of them had calmed down, Yingjiao let go of Jing Ci and said, "Let's go, let's have breakfast."
Jing Ci nodded and followed him to the restaurant.
Unlike before, today's breakfast seemed extremely simple, with only a bowl of noodles in front of Jing Ci.
"Your longevity noodles, I personally..." The second half of Yingjiao's words ended at the moment when his eyes fell on the noodle bowl.
"Fuck!" Yingjiao couldn't help but swear in a low voice, he looked at the bowl of dragon beard noodles in disbelief: "What kind of broken noodles! Why did they get lumpy after sitting for so long?!"
I wanted to show off, but it turned out to be embarrassing.
Yingjiao became angry from embarrassment, stood up, picked up the noodle bowl and was about to walk towards the trash can, gritted his teeth: "I don't want to eat, I'll go out and buy you another bowl."
"No need." Jing Ji stopped him, his movements were very light, but he took back the bowl of noodles very firmly: "I want this."
"Cough," Yingjiao cleared his throat, feeling a little hot in his ears for the first time: "Forget it, what's the matter..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Jing Ci sitting back in his seat, picked up his chopsticks, and began to eat noodles one bite at a time.
Yingjiao looked at him with complicated eyes, and after a while, he smiled in relief and didn't stop him.
Jing Ji cherished this bowl of noodles very much, not even letting go of the burnt scallions inside.
Now that his mood has stabilized, he couldn't help but ask Yingjiao again: "Why didn't I see you to handle the real estate certificate?"
Yingjiao also finished eating. He put down his chopsticks, took out a tissue from the side and wiped his mouth, and said, "That time I told you that the door lock of the house was broken."
Jing Ci's eyes widened suddenly: "That time you went to do this?"
"Otherwise?" Yingjiao asked back, and suddenly noticed the abnormality in Jing Ci's tone: "No, then why do you think I went?"
"I..." Jing Ci apologized in shame: "I'm sorry."
Yingjiao has fully realized at this moment, Jing Ji knew that he was lying, but just endured it silently, without asking anything.
No wonder when he came back, his expression was not right.
At that time, he thought that Jing Ci didn't want to be kissed by him, so it was because of this.
Yingjiao smirked and nodded: "So you know everything, but you don't ask me, you just guess in your heart."
Embarrassed and guilty again, Jing Ji apologized to Yingjiao again.
Yingjiao threw the tissue and said flatly, "Where did you go wrong?"
"Shouldn't doubt you..."
Yingjiao was helpless: "You still don't understand."
Jing Ci looked up at him suspiciously.
"It's not such a thing." Yingjiao felt his tone was a bit heavy, so he took a moment to sit next to Jing Ci: "I lied to you, no matter what the reason is, it is my fault. You will be angry and suspicious It's all as it should be."
He held Jing Ci's hand and looked at him deeply: "But you are upset, why didn't you say it?"
"That," Jing Ci lowered his eyes, and said with difficulty: "That's too fussy."
He had to get to the bottom of such a trivial matter, and he was afraid that Yingjiao would be forced out of breath by him.
"Nonsense." Yingjiao sneered: "The time you went to Yangcheng, I was mad at you for going out with Xiao Leyue at night, do you think I care about everything?"
Jing Ci shook his head quickly.
Not only did he not think so, but he was a little happy because Yingjiao valued him so much.
Jing Ci understood a little bit.
"That's it." Yingjiao reached out and raised his chin: "I'm talking to you, why lower your head and look at me."
"I make you angry, you can lose your temper however you want, just don't hold it back. It was just a small matter, but if you hold it back, it becomes a major event. If this happens for the next few decades, how will we live?"
Jing Ji thought about it in a different position in his heart. If Yingjiao was like himself, he would not say anything, and he would hide his abnormal emotions from himself. If he digested it silently, he would be unhappy.
"Brother, I'm sorry." Jing Ji took the initiative to hold his hand, ignoring any shame and embarrassment, and said eagerly: "I was wrong, from now on...it will never be like this again, I promise."
They all took the initiative to call brother, so it can be seen that they really listened.
Yingjiao knew his character, and it was not easy to express his stance so straightforwardly. What's more, he was also at fault for this matter. He always thought that there were many things that he didn't need to explain to Jing Ci, and he just did it and it was over.
But now it seems that this will make Jing Ji feel insecure. He reflected on himself, and did not continue this topic: "Promise me, I am not Lao Liu."
Jing Ji thought he was still minding, and was about to say something, when he heard him say again: "I'm a more practical person, and I don't like to listen to oral words."
Jing Ji was eager to make up for Yingjiao, and for a moment he forgot what kind of virtue his family was, and asked quickly, "Then what do you like?"
Yingjiao licked his lower lip and said in a low voice, "I like to do it orally."
Jing Ci was startled for a moment, and immediately thought of the few words he whispered to himself on the sofa a few days ago, his face flushed instantly.
Yingjiao leaned lazily on the back of the chair, admiring Jingci's shy appearance for a while, and then threw out the messy things in his mind, and talked about the business: "For the transfer of ownership, avoid long nights and dreams, and do it as soon as possible Bar."
Jing Ci was eager for him to change the subject, so he nodded immediately.
"After all the materials are ready, it should be done soon. By then, you will have an independent account, just like me."
Jing Ci's heart moved: "You have your own account book?"
Yingjiao hummed: "Our mother did it back then, how can I not know the details."
Jing Ci nodded.
Everything has been discussed, and Yingjiao didn't tease Jingci anymore. I went to the study to brush two sets of papers, and after lunch, I went to bed for a catch-up sleep.
For that bowl of longevity noodles, he got up very early today, and he was really sleepy right now.
Jing Ci didn't sleep, and when Yingjiao fell asleep, he took his mobile phone to the balcony, entered the number of the law firm he had just written down, and called.
Afraid of waking Yingjiao up, he lowered his voice very low: "Yes, I want to consult about real estate."
"Can the real estate be revoked after gifting? Non-relatives, the recipient agrees..."
"Is it possible for the two parties to cooperate? Yes, I understand, thank you."
"Also..." Jing Ci clenched the phone tightly, and said again: "Can non-relatives have the same account book?"
"All adults, no minors."
"Affiliated account?! Really? Okay, I have time tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Jing Ci went to the study in a good mood, took the real estate certificate and put it in his iron box.
He closed the lid, and couldn't help but open it again the next second to take a look. After seeing enough, he closed the box again, but before he waited long, he opened the box again.
After repeating this many times, he finally thought of a way to preserve it forever.
Jing Ci raised his phone and took a few photos of the small notebook.
The gift of real estate can be revoked, and he will make an appointment with a lawyer tomorrow to discuss it in detail. He doesn't want a house, but he really wants to win pride.
Jing Ci touched the certificate reluctantly. It would be great if it would not be confiscated after the change of property rights.
But it doesn't matter, thinking of what the lawyer said just now, Jing Ji's eyes lit up.
Accounts between non-relatives can be affiliated, which is difficult for minors, but he is now an adult.
If things go well, he and Yingjiao will be in the same account book.
A household registration book, the first page is Yingjiao, and the second page is him, so it is no different from those who are married, right
Secretly imagining that scene, Jing Ji was holding the iron box, happily wishing he could roll on the ground.