The star-rated hotel room is spacious and bright, and the sound insulation effect has been achieved to the extreme. As soon as Su Jia asked this question with strong dissatisfaction, the surroundings fell into a strange silence.
Was Ji Xuanyi a little surprised? The carefree little girl was so sensitive to him
He raised his eyebrows: "Don't worry about me?"
Su Jia's eyes flickered unsteadily. Even though she lacked love experience and had a little understanding of how to manage a relationship, she also knew that it was definitely not a good sign for two people to get along.
But after the words have been spoken, her attitude will not change? Back off: "Yes, you are mysterious, who knows? Did you contact a sister behind my back?"
Ji Xuanyi pulled out a smug smile, stretched his arms around her, dragged his voice, and was extremely unserious: "I don't have a younger sister here, where else do I need to go? Find someone else."
"People are so close to each other, who knows?" Su Jia turned her head and pursed her lips, as if she had been greatly wronged, "There are so many beautiful and generous young ladies in your circle."
Jiang Ying, she silently said the name for no reason.
Seeing that she was serious, Ji Xuanyi pondered for a moment, raised the phone, pulled up her finger, and entered the lock screen password number by number.
His password is not complicated, the date of birth is misplaced, the month is added to the year, and then the date is added.
Su Jia didn't understand? So, he blinked in confusion and tilted his head to look at him.
Ji Xuanyi didn't say a word for a while, and used her fingertips to enter the communication interface, and the note on the call record at the top was: Special Assistant Zhang.
Su Jiaming understood what he meant, he was speaking with facts.
Facing this result, Su Jia was a little embarrassed and wanted to withdraw her hand, but Ji Xuanyi persistently asked her to find out.
In order to prove that he didn't randomly change the assistant's note to some woman, he grabbed Su Jia's hand, tapped the number, and turned on the speaker.
The connection over there was quick, and it was a male voice that couldn't be more business-like: "Hey Mr. Ji, do you have any orders?"
Su Jia was even more embarrassed? I mean, she silently bit her lips.
Ji Xuanyi first replied to his subordinates: "No, I pressed the wrong button."
"Oh, okay?" Zhang Tezhu didn't doubt that he was there.
After hanging up the phone, Ji Xuanyi turned to Su Jia and asked softly, "Are you relieved now?"
"I, I..." Su Jia felt embarrassed by what she had done, and couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.
"Don't feel bad? Mean, I said, you have the right to control me."
Ji Xuanyi's sharp eyes saw through everything, and handed the phone to her, "I told you the unlock password, and this is also the computer's power-on password, you can check it at any time."
Su Jia's black eyelashes trembled, and she returned the phone to him.
She doesn't like to check.
This kind of behavior that engulfs bad emotions is like being restrained all the time. She would rather not have to use it for the rest of her life.
Illusion is lost, is it not good? Suffer.
The next day, the orange-red round sun pierced through the dark night, struggling out of the churning sea of clouds, and the majestic morning light awakened the rolling snow-capped mountains and the world of endless fireworks.
Su Jia and Ji Xuanyi went out to have breakfast, while Yao Linxia and Zhou Yuan had already found a seat in the restaurant.
The two of them are used to going wild, and they can ignore everything, but it must not include eating, drinking and having fun.
The two of them are also typical representatives of quarreling at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. Yesterday, they made a move when they disagreed. Now they stick together as if nothing had happened, facing the sunlight, discussing today's itinerary.
The hotel is a full buffet breakfast, a combination of Chinese and Western.
After Ji Xuanyi consulted Su Jia's opinion, he turned around and went to the dining area, while she first sat across from Yao Linxia and Zhou Yuan.
"There is a small ice sculpture exhibition on the top of the mountain, a ski resort, and a temple. Where do you want to go?" Yao Linxia introduced one by one.
Su Jia hardly ever went out to play, and she was too lazy to do basic homework. Anyway, she wasn't alone, so she just followed them? That's right.
At this time, when she received the word "temple", she became interested: "There are still temples?"
"Well, it is said that it has a history of hundreds of years. When the tourist attractions were rebuilt here, they were deliberately preserved. The main purpose is to pray for safety, and the incense is very prosperous." Yao Linxia simply repeated the information found on the Internet.
Ji Xuanyi turned back with a dinner plate in his hand, just in time to see Su Jia shining with a pair of fox eyes, listening attentively.
He put the one she ordered in front of her and asked, "Want to go?"
Su Jia tasted a crispy and juicy pan-fry and nodded.
Her grandma believed in Buddhism all her life. When she was alive, she often talked about reincarnation of cause and effect, and there were gods standing three feet above her head. Since she was destined to pass by a place, she wanted to go in and worship there.
"Okay, let's go after we finish eating." Ji Xuanyi was still not interested in having breakfast, so he reluctantly took two sips of milk to accompany her.
Su Jia smiled cheerfully, caring about Yao Linxia and Zhou Yuan: "Are you going?"
"I don't believe anything related to feudal superstition." Yao Linxia waved his hands without thinking.
Zhou Yuan followed firmly: "I don't believe it either. What about Jesus, Christ, and Buddha? It's just psychological comfort. I won't go there in my life."
As a young man in the 21st century who also grew up under the influence of materialism, Su Jia naturally agrees with their views.
But she misses her grandmother.
The secular world is boundless, heaven and man are separated forever, powerless, how about finding some psychological comfort
So after the meal, the four of them parted ways. Yao Linxia and Zhou Yuan drove to the ski resort, while Su Jia and Ji Xuanyi walked up the rugged and winding mountain steps hand in hand.
Halfway through the journey, Ji Xuanyi's mobile phone rang soft music, which was an unfamiliar number from Beicheng.
No one who can access his private number? Ordinary, he pressed the answer button.
A weak electric current sent out a gentle female voice: "Ji Ershao, I'm Jiang Ying, is it convenient for us to have a meal together?"
Ji Xuanyi frowned. Ji Lin had given her his number before.
"It's inconvenient." Before the words were over, he cut off the call.
Hearing his bad tone, Su Jia looked up at him suspiciously.
"A woman, it doesn't matter." Ji Xuanyi squeezed the hand holding her, and explained concisely.
Gradually approaching the quiet and quiet ancient temple, or being in the deep mountains and old forests far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, Su Jia has no sense of security, and her heart is inexplicably flustered.
But she chose to remain silent after all, without a single question.
She really doesn't like checking people out.
It took them a lot of effort to climb up to the golden temple. As Yao Linxia said, there was a lot of smoke, pure and earthly voices chanting scriptures, interspersed with all kinds of praying people.
Su Jia went first? Asked the incense pavilion to invite incense, Ji Xuanyi just followed, watching her receive three sticks of incense from the young monk, still indifferent.
"Aren't you going to invite Xiang to pray?" Su Jia Chi Xiang withdrew from the crowd and asked in surprise.
Ji Xuanyi stood tall between a pile of heavy silver frost and crushed jade, and a pile of heavy blue bricks and black tiles. His eyes, like frozen sea water, bent slightly in the breeze, full of vigor and vigor looking down on the world: "I firmly believe that things can happen? , not in the sky."
He is ups and downs in the world of mortals, he only likes the world of mortals, Su Jia is not surprised? But there is a little stunned: "Then you are still here?"
"I can't leave you alone." There was a slight arc on Ji Xuanyi's lips.
Go? It doesn't matter where, it doesn't matter whether he believes it or not, what matters is that she wants to go
Su Jia's bright eyes, which reflected the solemn Buddhist altar, froze on him for two seconds, and entered the hall with a joss stick.
Ji Xuanyi had no sincerity towards the Buddha, so he stopped here, standing under the eaves with his hands behind his back, waiting.
A male doll of a few years old trotted over and asked strangely, "Uncle, why don't you go in?"
Ji Xuanyi looked down at the milky little one, and said the same thing: "I don't believe it."
The male doll exaggeratedly put his index finger on his mouth and made a booing gesture: "My mother said that I came to the place of the Buddha. You can't say that you don't believe me. He will be unhappy."
Ji Xuanyi couldn't help but blurted out almost honestly: Your mother lied to you.
The male doll relished in disbelief: "If the Buddha is not happy, he will punish you."
Old Ji Xuanyi smiled on the ground, even if he didn't care about the Buddha and didn't understand the Buddha, he knew that the Buddha was merciful and merciful, he only said that if there is a cause, there must be an effect, and he would not punish him without authorization.
What's more, he didn't even care about whether he would or would not fall into karma.
The male doll persuaded tirelessly, with affirmative words: "Would you still? Punish the person you like."
Hearing this, Ji Xuanyi's casual expression couldn't help but froze, his eyes dimmed, and the end of his eyes unconsciously drifted to the door.
The boy's mother shouted his name and looked around. When he heard the signal, he hurried over for the sake of his ass.
Ji Xuanyi stood upright thoughtfully for a moment, then walked quickly? He invited the Xiangting Pavilion, the one with the largest three pillars.
Entering the hall, kneeling on the futon next to Su Jia.
Ji Xuanyi held up the incense with both hands, and looked deeply at the girl beside her who was holding the incense with her eyes closed.
Afterwards, he closed his eyes and prayed silently: Lord Buddha, please forgive Xinmin for his ignorance. Xinmin only wishes her to be safe and well.
Su Jia thought about her grandmother quietly, and this kneeling was especially long.
She fulfilled her wish, opened her eyes to burn the incense, turned around and saw Huamei next to her? The man was Ji Xuanyi, she couldn't help but be surprised.
After he inserted the joss sticks, the two stepped out of the threshold of the temple, and Su Jia asked, "Don't you believe it? Why do you still go in? Have you worshiped?"
Ji Xuanyi has always been sharp and shrewd, but a trace of helplessness against force majeure flashed in the pupils of the only one: "I'm afraid."
There are no taboos in children's words, and children's words are also the easiest to come true.
For her, he didn't know when, he became more cautious.
Su Jia was puzzled by the two words without beginning or end.
But she didn't ask carefully, instead she cared: "Have you made your wish? Who is it related to?"
Ji Xuanyi didn't have time to answer, and the phone rang again inappropriately.
During the two days he was out, his calls were surprisingly dense.
This time it was his mother.
Don't give him a chance to say hello after getting through the communication? Ji Lin went straight to the point: "Hurry up and go back to the house, and when you come back? Let me see Jiang Ying."
Su Jia took Ji Xuanyi's arm and snuggled quietly and obediently.
The sound of the wind on the top of the mountain merged with the bell of the temple, and she couldn't hear the voice of the receiver clearly, but for no reason, her empty heart hung in the air again.
Until I heard Ji Xuanyi reply impatiently: "Mom, you have studied the domestic traditional culture for so many years, you should know what is 'counterproductive', right?"
It turned out that the opposite was his mother.
Su Jia's tense nerves relaxed.
Ji Lin said forcefully: "I don't care, come back quickly, or I'll send someone to the mountain, and there will be a big trouble at that time, and the embarrassing one is probably your precious college student."
Ji Xuanyi took the trouble, glanced at the bright and beautiful girl nearby, and said heavily: "Okay, I'll see you when I go back."
He said a few more perfunctory words and ended the call.
Su Jia turned her eyes to look at his handsome face, which was a disaster for the country and the people. What she was thinking about recently was her self who was always suspicious and confused.
She automatically ignored the previous topic, neglected to ask him to go back? Who to see, and just said: "I asked the Buddha? I have a lot of words, but there is one sentence that I can't ask him."
Ji Xuanyi put away his mobile phone, sorted out the sudden change of emotions by the way, and when he met her gaze, he was full of affection from the past: "Which sentence?"
Su Jia knew that he was so close to him that his clothes were close to each other, but she squeezed against him again, raised her innocent and clear face, and asked jokingly, "How long can I stay by your side?"
Ji Xuanyi was startled, "Why do you ask this?"
"I suddenly thought of it." Su Jia replied casually, "They all said that the woman by your side won't last long."
"Them? Who's talking to you?" Ji Xuanyi's brows were full of anger.
"It's not important." Su Jia emphasized her tone, firmly insisting.
It doesn't matter who said it, because too many people think so.
Whether it is the friends around him or the classmates around her, no one is optimistic about it.
Ji Xuanyi half-closed his eyes and stared at her unpredictablely.
"Stupid or not," he pulled out his arm, put his arms around her shoulders, and gave her a firm squeeze. "You can stay as long as you want."
Ji Xuanyi lowered his head slightly and smiled at her.
The smile is always uninhibited and undisciplined, just like the words of floating waves, it is impossible to distinguish the truth from the false.
The drunken fairy suddenly shattered the white clouds, and the snowflakes scattered one after another, flying towards the two of them in a whirl.
Without batting an eye, Su Jia looked closely at Ji Xuanyi's jet-black hair, which was not very stained with crumbs.
Correspondingly, in his bright eyes, he saw himself who was inevitable, and the fluffy hair was dotted with a few grains of silver.
Thousands of miles, one color, the sky and the earth recede, and the time and space are reversed.
Suddenly, Su Jia's eyes turned sour, and he thought of that sentence:
If he was drenched in snow together in the morning, he would be counted as graying together in this life.