Ji Youyan came here as a traffic star, she knows better than anyone how important and difficult the work of anti-black is. Jingxiu herself is not someone who takes this route. She herself and even her team don't pay much attention to online data and comments, so that she was caught by surprise when she was hacked before.
But Jingxiu said that she played a card for herself in the anti-gangster group for a day. Ji Youyan's heart is full of mixed feelings, it is moved, joyful, and distressed.
"Don't go." Ji Youyan whispered with a slightly nasal voice.
Jingxiu's eyes dimmed slightly, and he said lightly, "I know, I'm actually one more..."
Ji Youyan said quickly, "I didn't mean that."
"Axiu, I feel distressed." She stroked Jingxiu's cheek on the screen and said in a low voice, "Those disgusting slurs are not worthy of my baby's eyes."
The three words "My baby", Ji Youyan said softly and naturally, like a pebble she suddenly threw, and when it fell, it disrupted Jingxiu's pool of spring water.
Jingxiu's eyes twitched, trying to remain calm, but the corners of his lips were still raised in a disobedient manner.
She lowered her head and said softly, "It's not worthy of your eyes, so don't look at it."
Ji Youyan looked at Jingxiu's pretending to be calm but couldn't hide her tender appearance, and all the unhappiness disappeared. She was in the mood to tease Jingxiu, and agreed sweetly, "Okay, I'll listen to my baby."
Jingxiu looked up at Ji Youyan, and his throat moved.
"My baby is so nice, baby I..." The tone was completely different from usual slimy.
Before she could finish her sentence, Jingxiu interrupted with a little embarrassment: "Speak well."
Ji Youyan laughed out loud, it was the first full laugh today. She said slyly: "Axiu, it's not fair. Only the state officials are allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light the lights?"
Jingxiu frowned in doubt.
"You call people the baby first, and are you still not allowed to call you baby?"
"People" were used, Jingxiu showed a look of disgust. But she saw that Ji Youyan had the energy to joke with herself, and she had been calm and finally became light.
"I just read the comments." Jingxiu said calmly.
"But there are so many comments, why do you have the word 'baby' in every comment you read?" Ji You said plausibly, "Axiu, did you deliberately pick up the comments with 'baby' in it?"
She was joking, but Jingxiu's long eyelashes flickered a few times after listening to it, and she changed the subject with a guilty conscience: "It seems that you are in a good mood, you can go to bed."
Ji Youyan suddenly couldn't help laughing because of Jingxiu's hidden thoughts. The more she laughed, the hotter Jingxiu's ears became. She put on a cold face and wanted to find some ground, but Jing Shurong suddenly knocked on the door and called her.
"My mother is looking for me." Jingxiu remembered Ji Youyan's embarrassment last time, and did not open the door directly, but notified Ji Youyan first.
Ji Youyan thought that Jingxiu was going to hang up the video, she hesitated for two seconds, and asked Jingxiu, "Okay, then... Do you mind if my aunt and I say goodbye to the early years before ending it?"
Jingxiu was surprised that Ji Youyan seldom wanted to contact her parents before. In the second half of the relationship, even if the two were in the same room, when she was making a video with her mother, Ji Youyan would pretend to be a transparent person as long as she was not in the camera, and would never take the initiative to ask for a video to say hello.
"Of course you can." Jingxiu's tone was calm and his eyebrows were gentle.
She opened the door and explained to Jing Shurong, "Mom, Yanyan and I were on a video. Yanyan was about to go to sleep. When I heard your voice calling me, I didn't hang up on purpose, saying that I would like to wish you an early life."
Jing Shurong raised his eyebrows, a little helpful and a little suspicious. So bold now
Jingxiu turned the screen to Jing Shurong, Ji Youyan was still a little apprehensive when he looked at Jing Shurong, but he still mustered up his courage, showing the calm and well-behaved smile that parents like most, and said hello: "Good evening Auntie, No, it’s afternoon in France. Auntie, I’m going home for Chinese New Year, and I’m going to join the team and start work in two days. I can’t fly to France to pay New Year’s greetings to you and my uncle. So, I can only give it in the video first. Auntie, say goodbye to the early years."
Impeccable.
Jing Shurong couldn't fault it. Jingxiu locked her eyes on her, Jing Shurong could only smile, and said politely, "It's good to receive your blessings and thoughts. Auntie also wishes you a Happy New Year."
The two hung up the video after a few rusty polite sentences, and Ji Youyan was relieved. Although it was very stressful, it was actually not as difficult as I imagined. As long as she can see Jingxiu's happy and contented appearance just now, she is willing to make every effort.
She believed that Jing Shurong's opinion towards her could be slowly resolved with her sincerity towards Jingxiu. She was willing to slowly prove it to Jing Shurong.
The next day was New Year's Eve, Ji Youyan got up according to the routine at home, and the family had breakfast together. Ji Youyan and Ji Changsong were a little embarrassed because of yesterday's quarrel, but no one mentioned yesterday's incident again.
After breakfast, Zhong Qingyu sent Ji Changsong to write the Spring Festival couplets, but Ji Changsong asked Ji You, "Can you still hold the pen?"
Ji You said frankly: "The hand was born."
"Go and write." Ji Changsong ordered.
Ji Youyan did not refuse and took over the task.
She is no stranger to writing Spring Festival couplets. When she was a child, Ji Changsong wrote the Spring Festival couplets at the door. Ji Youyan only had to be responsible for the blessing characters on each bedroom door. Ji Youyan knew that Ji Changsong liked to point to the Spring Festival couplets every year when guests visited and praised his daughter's well-written words.
Ji Changsong watched Ji Youyan write on the side, Ji Youyan was inexplicably nervous, and always felt that Ji Changsong would pick on her if she was not careful. "Is that okay? Or I'll rewrite it?"
"That's it." Ji Changsong said solemnly: "It's been a long time since I practiced calligraphy, so it should be like this again."
Although it sounds dissatisfying, Ji Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief. The two went to the door to paste the Spring Festival couplets together, and the father and daughter put glue on the Spring Festival couplets with their heads facing each other. Zhong Qingyu watched from the side and sighed: "It finally looks like a home."
Ji Youyan and Ji Changsong's hearts trembled.
When posting the Spring Festival couplets, Ji Changsong pressed the Spring Festival couplets with a towel and said something: "Why is the New Year regarded as a family reunion day? Everyone has to go home, and they all need a home to go back to?"
Ji Yu didn't say a word.
"As the old saying goes, the Qi family governs the country and the world, and one can imagine how important the family is to a person."
Ji Youyan guessed that Ji Changsong was going to repeat the old tune again, and said helplessly: "Dad, I know what you're going to say. I'll say it again, it's not that I don't want to get married, but Lu Fang is definitely not the person I want."
"Lu Fang is a good boy, and he knows the bottom line. If you can be handed over to him, my mother and I will be very happy..." With such self-talk again, Ji You interrupted in a heavy tone: "You and I What does Mom think is important or how do I think it is important for someone who wants to spend a lifetime with each other? Who is it for?"
Ji Changsong's face was solemn, and he rebuked: "Did I teach you to be so rude to talk to your elders?"
If you reason with him, he will speak authority with you. He was always right anyway. Ji Youyan frowned, and silently went to paste another Spring Festival couplet.
Ji Changsong also had a forbearance on his face. After a while, he said in a slow tone, "You really don't like it, and your mother and I can't force you. But at your age, it's time to put marriage events in the plan."
"Okay, I see, I put it into the plan." Ji Youyan said perfunctorily.
Ji Changsong knew at a glance that she hadn't listened to her heart, and pointed out: "People always have to have a home, and no matter how strong a woman is, she always needs a man to help set up a door to keep out the wind and rain."
Ji Youyan's subordinates stopped, and looked at Ji Changsong sideways. She suddenly felt that Ji Changsong might not be completely ignorant of what happened between her and Jingxiu.
"The current society is no longer the one in your history books that makes a living by physical strength. Women are not that weak, and men are not that strong. There are many forms of modern families, and marriage in many Western countries has long been not the so-called one man, one man. She's a girl." Ji Youyan tried to calm down.
But the phrase "in your history book" in her words seemed to be ridiculed, and Ji Changsong's ignition point was poked. He said coldly word by word: "But if you live in Chinese society, you must accept Chinese rules."
"China also launched a vote on civil union of same-sex couples a few years ago. Isn't its existence enough to justify it?" Ji Youyan retorted.
"Isn't the failure of the vote enough to prove that it is not in the world?" Ji Changsong retorted.
A strong smell of gunpowder rose again between the two. Zhong Qingyu heard the sound and scolded: "Posting a Spring Festival couplet, what's so noisy. The person at the gate is not afraid of being laughed at by others. Everyone should say a word to me less." She pulled Ji Youyan and Ji Changsong into the door and closed the door.
The words have already been said, Ji Youyan simply picked out the words and said: "Actually, you all know it in your heart, don't you?"
Zhong Qingyu shouted: "Yanyan, don't want to have a good New Year, do you?!"
Can it really not exist without showing it on the surface? Cover your ears and steal the bell.
But she couldn't bear to see her mother's pleading expression. Who is embarrassing whom? Who is begging whom
She clenched her fists, took a deep breath and said, "I'm going to post blessings."
Ji Changsong wanted to say something, but was stopped by Zhong Qingyu.
The family still managed to pass a "peaceful" New Year's Eve with discord in face and heart. After twelve o'clock on New Year's Eve, the sound of firecrackers and fireworks was over, and everything was silent.
Ji Youyan and Jingxiu shared a video, and when Jingxiu's father was present, they celebrated the Chinese New Year with the French. Jingxiu's father was very friendly, and after the New Year's greeting, he warmly invited her to visit France.
At the end of the video, she thought of Jingxiu's father's kindness and welcome to her, and then thought of her parents ignoring and denying Jingxiu's existence just because of her gender. She felt more and more wronged for Jingxiu and ashamed of her own incompetence.
She couldn't sleep until midnight and decided to write a letter to her parents.
Perhaps like many characters in the script of "There Are Letters in the World", only with the help of words and staggered time and space, can she really communicate with her parents calmly.
If one letter can't be finished, then two letters, three letters... Escape will never solve the problem.
Her Axiu cannot follow her to suffer such grievances.
The author has something to say: Sister Ji: My baby deserves the love of the whole world!
Ji Changsong: Even if I, Ji Changsong, die of illness, even if I jump from here, I will not accept this woman Jingxiu!