Jiang Jiu

Chapter 4: Festival

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Looking at the photos, it's a bit of a psychological shadow. But he felt more regret than fear.

Zhou Bai's two wives, one is a gentle wealthy daughter, the other is a glamorous and popular actress. As for the two houses, the houses were innocent, and they didn't die in that house, and Jian Ci was even more innocent. He wasn't the murderer who killed them, so there must be no wrongdoing.

So he said, "I don't have any grudges. We got married a little bit in a hurry. Even if we bought a new house, we still need to decorate it, which is time-consuming and laborious. Why bother."

"Your name can be written on the house." Zhou Bai added.

"So, then I'll think about it. I want to buy a four-story villa with a 10,000-square-meter yard."

"… "

Jian Ci smiled: "Is it okay?"

"Dad thinks the old house is bad." Zhou Bai ignored his joke and made up his mind, "Move to the apartment I live in now, right in the city."

"convenient?"

"Convenient, you stay in a guest room."

"Okay." Jian Ci has no problem at all, "I live in your apartment for free, and I can have my own room. Mr. Zhou, it is my blessing to marry you, so you really don't think about buying me a four-story building. The big villa?"

Zhou Bai tilted his head to look at the rearview mirror outside the car window, hiding the smile on his lips.

EP 21

So Jian Ci moved to Zhou Bai's apartment.

Although it is only a formal marriage, both of them have cleaned up their troubles during this time.

Zhou Bai ended the relationship with the previous ambiguous object, and he was not in a hurry to find another new love. He gave Jianci, the partner, great respect on the bright side. Jian Ci got rid of the debt dispute. After resigning from Bai Sheng, he found a new job and worked as a UI designer in an IT company. He used half of his salary to subsidize his "household" to show his sincerity and gratitude.

The apartment is quite big, with three bedrooms and one living room. The master bedroom and study are Zhou Bai's private areas. Jian Ci also has a bedroom of his own. Computer desk and small wardrobe. The kitchen, living room and bathroom are shared, which makes the two of them like simple co-tenants, living in the same house without interfering with each other.

To be honest, Jian Ci is already very, very satisfied.

On Saturday morning, Zhou Bai went to the company, dealt with two small matters, and came back before ten o'clock. As soon as he entered the door, he saw blood splattered on the TV screen, the horrifying music and the screams of the actors rushed to his face, he frowned, and turned his eyes to the man nestled in the sofa.

Hearing his movement, the man turned his head to greet him: "You're back! Are you going to the company? You have to go to work on weekends. It's really hard to be a boss."

So much nonsense.

Zhou Bai let out an "um". He was still asleep when he left. Although he woke up now, the free-spirited chicken coop head, the washed-out old T-shirt, and the cherry tomatoes licked in his mouth. , made him feel unbearable to look directly. However, Jian Ci's appearance also made him suddenly feel that it was really uncomfortable to wear a formal suit.

Zhou Bai took off his coat, untied his tie, and sat on the sofa: "What are you looking at?"

When the plot was getting tense, Jian Ci's attention was drawn back to the TV screen, and he handed him a cherry tomatoes: ""Death is Coming", the fourth part."

The vermilion fruit is still stained with water droplets, which looks cute and attractive, and the fingers that hold it are slender and white, and they also look very clean. Zhou Bai's brain was hot, so he didn't reach out to pick it up, he just took it with his mouth and ate it.

The unusual touch made Jian Ci glance at him in surprise. Seeing Zhou Bai's natural expression, as if he was too lazy to do it himself, he restrained his mind, just rubbed his fingertips secretly, and reminisced about the warmth of those two lips.

Zhou Bai was a little annoyed when he ate the sweet and sour cherry tomatoes, such an act of being so close was really not like what he would do. But he did it subconsciously at the time, and he didn't know why he was smoking crazy.

His face was calm: "Is that the series of movies with various ways to die?"

"Yeah." Jian Ci replied, "It was terrifying at first, but after watching it, it feels better."

Zhou Bai looked at him.

Jian Ci couldn't stand his look, so he had to call on him truthfully: "Well... I want to use the plot here as a reference. After all, the way your ex-wife died has already appeared in the movie... "

Zhou Bai: "… "

Seeing that his face was turning black, Jian Ci quickly remedied: "But it's been so many days and nothing has happened. It seems that superstition is really bad."

Zhou Bai mocked: "You still regret it."

Jian Ci smiled awkwardly: "I really don't regret it, but I don't want to die at all now. Because it's a very lucky thing to marry you, everything has changed for the better."

Zhou Bai's pupils contracted slightly, but he did not speak.

EP 22

Jian Ci said: "So I want to watch the "Death is Coming" series of movies and fully understand the various methods of death in order to prevent it."

Zhou Bai blocked his mouth with a cherry tomatoes.

After watching the five movies "Death Comes", Jian Ci was always suspicious for the first few days. For a while, he was worried that the phone charger would electrocute him, and then he was worried that the billboards on the road would crush him to death, and he was also worried that the steel bars on the truck would fall. Come down and stab himself to death... All kinds of death methods have been rehearsed in his mind, but none of them have come true.

After a week, he was completely out of ideas.

Sure enough, all the movies are deceitful, and Zhou Bai's statement that he "kept his wife" is also deceiving.

In this way, he really made a profit, and he picked up a tall, rich and handsome as a backer.

EP 23

Recently, Jian Ci has become more and more busy at work. The company he works for is developing a VR virtual reality game. The boss is pressing him so hard that he has to work overtime almost every day.

He used to think that Zhou Bai was too late to go home at 8 or 9 o'clock in the evening. Now he often gets off work at 11 or 2 o'clock. When he got home, Zhou Bai was already asleep, so he could only take a bath and eat lightly.

Even after dinner, I was still hungry by this point. After two days in a row, Jian Ci was so hungry that he couldn't sleep. He went to the supermarket to buy a bunch of grain reserves and put them in the refrigerator. After returning in the middle of the night, he made something to eat.

Usually, he cooks dumplings next to noodles. These things are easy to do and won’t make a fuss. But this day, he was “devastated” in the company. He was called by the boss after two bites of lunch and said the whole plan. It was all over again, and he only had a small loaf of bread at night before arguing with the planner, so that his eyes were green with hunger now.

With a stomach full of hunger and resentment, Jian Ci put on his apron and waved the spatula—I want a good meal! Freshly fried vegetables! Freshly made soup! Freshly cooked rice! Give my poor stomach an explanation!

At 23:33, he confirmed that Zhou Bai's door was closed, and he was probably asleep, so he pulled the sliding door of the kitchen, cooked rice in the rice cooker, thawed the shrimp from the refrigerator, and washed the lettuce. Cut to cut, tomato and egg soup is made, then turn on the range hood to fry fry fry…

When he was all done, he turned around with the plate and almost dropped it on the ground.

EP 24

Zhou Bai was wearing a nightgown loosely, his normally neat hair stood up in a mess, his eyes were covered with a layer of red blood, and he stood at the door of the kitchen with his arms folded, his face sinking like water.

Jian Ci knew that he was right, and lowered his head: "I'm sorry, I woke you up."

He thought, this is really not what a qualified cohabitant should do, and it is only natural for Zhou Bai to be angry.

After a moment of silence, Zhou Bai said, "I thought there was a thief in my house because of such a big movement."

Not long after waking up, his voice was still a little hoarse.

Jian Ci said again: "I'm sorry..."

At the same time, there was the gurgling sound in his stomach, which was tactful and long, making it extremely pitiful in the silent night.

Zhou Bai's expression distorted for a moment, that was because he couldn't help laughing, but in Jian Ci's eyes, it was an extremely cold smile, like a small whirlwind blowing over before the storm, scaring his hands again. Shake.

Jian Ci's thoughts turned, and he mustered up the courage to hold the plate of fried shrimp under Zhou Bai's nose: "A late night snack, why don't you come?"

Zhou Bai looked at him condescendingly.

The first is that the apron with the big rabbit printed on it is inexplicably suitable for Jianci, the second is that the shrimp is very fragrant and looks good, and the last is that a drop of sweat slides down Jianci's neck, making him a little hot and a little bit hot hungry.

Then let's have a late night snack.

Zhou Bai was angry at first, but then he lost his temper for some reason. He persuaded himself on the grounds that "the two should be considerate of each other when they live together", but faced with this person, he felt agitated and calm, and he couldn't tell how he felt. .

Jian Ci was a little nervous at first, but then for some reason, he was no longer afraid. Zhou Bai didn't blame him, and he saw Zhou Bai's chest muscles and abdominal muscles up close. bowl.

The two of them ate supper with their own thoughts.

Then they said good night to each other and went back to their rooms.

EP 25

After a few days, Jian Ci didn't have to work overtime, but Zhou Bai kept entertaining.

Once Zhou Bai came back from a cocktail party. He was probably busy talking and didn't have enough to eat. He just dug Jian Ci out of bed to make him a late-night snack. Jian Ci hummed and discussed with him, "Is it okay to cook noodles?"

"Not good." Zhou Bai tied an apron on him himself, "Two dishes and one soup."

"Oh..." Jian Ci yawned twice, her eyes misty.

He was sluggish and didn't notice the other's hand on his waist for a while longer.

He only came to his senses when the soup was cooking, and felt that Zhou Bai had been standing behind him, not touching him, but surrounded him with a