"My mother died."
The other party suddenly started talking to him, which made Jing Xia a little unaccustomed to it. It took him a while to react before he said, "I'm sorry Xiaocheng, I don't know your mother..."
"It's okay." Ji Chuancheng lowered his eyes slightly, looking calmly at the tile on the ground that he was about to see through. His narrow and beautiful eyes shone with disappointment and sadness. He thought he was hiding it well, but Jing Xia who was at the side still noticed it vigilantly.
While reaching out to cover the back of the goddess's hand, Jing Xia ate the tofu and said, "Xiaocheng, do you know? My grandmother also passed away last year." Saying this, Jing Xia raised her palm-sized face to look at the silent In the dark night, he said: "Grandmother loves me the most, she would secretly give me a piece of chocolate for dessert every day, this mother still doesn't know about it."
Ji Chuancheng didn't understand what the other party wanted to say, but his good self-cultivation made him not interrupt the boy.
Under the moonlight, the boy's already good-looking face appeared a little transparent, and Ji Chuancheng's heart moved a little, but he didn't take his hand away from the boy's.
"Xiaocheng, you cried so sadly just now, your mother must have been very kind to you, right?"
Ji Chuancheng thought for a while, then nodded slightly: "Yes."
"Then you can't be sad!" The "advantages" of being glib and acting silly continued to shine: "If your mother knew what you are like now, she would definitely be sad too."
Ji Chuancheng lowered his head sadly, and whispered: "But she will never see it again."
"Who said that!" Jing Xia turned his head, and blurted out the nonsense with the classmate next door in the kindergarten every day: "After your mother dies, she will become a star hanging in the sky, watching you forever."
Ji Chuancheng was taken aback for a moment, and asked naively: "Really...?"
Jing Xia nodded as a matter of course: "That's for sure. I saw my grandma's star flashing towards me twice a few days ago. Look, isn't that star particularly bright? That's my grandma!"
Ji Chuancheng looked in the direction of Jing Xia's finger, and sure enough, he saw a particularly bright star blinking at him twice. He froze for a moment, and the simple thinking that had not been "polluted" by the boy beside him immediately accepted the other's big lie.
Seeing the other party's dumbfounded look, Jing Xia naturally knew that he had already taken the hook.
He happily stroked the goddess' slippery little hand, and said, "Little Cheng, don't be sad, you still have me! As long as I, Jingxia, are here, the whole kindergarten will not dare to bully you! By the way, are you Which kindergarten, why have I never seen you before?"
Hearing this, Ji Chuancheng's thoughts slowly recovered. He looked at the boy in bewilderment, and replied subconsciously: "I'm not a kindergarten..."
"Ah! You haven't been to kindergarten?!" There was a look of disgust in his tone.
"..."
In the process of talking to this shameless little hooligan, Ji Chuancheng was almost always the object of listening. He listened to this little hooligan who mistakenly thought he had never been to kindergarten exaggerated to himself about his bragging rights in the class, and time passed slowly.
When he suddenly heard the familiar shouts from Jing's father and Jing's mother, Jing Xia said in surprise, "It's broken, I forgot about it", and then hurriedly jumped off the marble platform, ready to rush to her mother's arms, Go eat that chocolate bar tonight.
"Oh, that's right!" Just halfway through, Jing Xia suddenly turned around, and saw the dull and beautiful little goddess under the moonlight at a glance.
He trotted over, lifted his little face and took another shameless breath, before the goddess could react, he quickly ran away, and disappeared after three or two strokes.
At this time, Ji Chuancheng was stunned to understand what happened just now. He raised his hand in a daze and touched his lips, as if he could still feel the warmth left by the boy just now, hot and warm, which made his heart alive all of a sudden.
"Xiaoxia...Jingxia?"
But for a moment, a flamboyant and beautiful girl walked around the flowers, stood helplessly in front of Ji Chuancheng, and said, "Master, why did you get here? The general has sent someone to look for you for a while, don't let me Are you worried?"
Even though he was only 12 years old, Qin Chu had already matured. The girl developed very early, and she was the best among them, almost a head taller than Ji Chuancheng. At this time, she squatted down and looked at the boy sitting on the marble platform in a daze.
After a while, Ji Chuancheng murmured, "Qin Chu..."
Qin Chu had already noticed the tear stains on Ji Chuancheng's cheeks that had not been wiped clean, she sighed deeply, then took the boy's hand and walked out of the garden together, saying, "Master, I know you Very sad, the general still can't come back tonight, but don't be afraid, I'm still... "
"I know, Qin Chu, I won't be sad."
Qin Chu looked at the boy beside him in a little surprise, a little bit in disbelief that such strong words came from his mouth.
With the painful lessons from her husband after joining the army, Mrs. Ji has always protected her only son very well. Since he was a child, he was not allowed to touch anything about the Ji family's army, and he was taken care of as a flower in the greenhouse. This also formed Ji Chuan's current simple and innocent character.
Ji Chuancheng slowly raised his pretty face that was not yet handsome at the moment, and said with a smile: "Mom is looking at me in the sky, she won't want me to be sad."
Qin Chu: "..."
She didn't understand, her young master's head... was kicked by that donkey
And when Qin Chu finally understood who the donkey was, it was already a few years later.
Without Mrs. Ji's obstruction, General Ji mercilessly trained his only son with the greatest training intensity. As if to make up for the vacancy in the previous nine years, the intensity of his drills made Ji Chuancheng injured and unconscious several times, almost leaving hidden dangers.
But this kind of devilish training has slowly shaped the youngest major in the history of China, a resolute, resolute and resolute major Ji, leading the restricted area A team under him, and it can be said that there is a lot of turmoil in the entire border.
Many years later, on Ji Chuancheng's handsome and solemn face, there is no trace of his indistinguishable sex when he was a child. When everyone mentions the three words "Ji Chuancheng", they feel nothing but admiration.
Independently beheaded a SS-level mutant lion, possessed the powerful ability to reverse rivers, and more importantly, the unparalleled command ability, allowing humans to win wars against mutant beasts time and time again.
Some people seem to be born to be kings. They have absolute charisma and strong leadership. When they speak, you will never hesitate, you will only obey and trust from the bottom of your heart, and follow them through difficulties one after another.
Before Jing's mother passed away, Jingxia, the little demon king of the world, molested so many little girls. Even the goddess Xiaocheng who he liked and wanted to marry back home, he just talked about it for a day and was scolded by his mother for a few words. Concentrate, simply forget everything.
And when he cried in the dark at his mother's funeral a year later, looking at the handsome boy who walked from the door like a god and handed him a clean and small handkerchief, he just hiccupped and cried. Said: "Thank you... who are you?"
Ji Chuancheng's face suddenly darkened.
Then came more than 20 years of pampering without any reason.
He is Ji Chuancheng, so he can let this young man be rebellious and crazy. As long as he is in Huaxia, as long as he has not done anything irreversible, whatever Jing Xia wants, he, Ji Chuancheng, can give him anything.
And after he finally couldn't bear to drag the young man out of the bar and watched Jingxia almost become addicted to drugs, on that lonely night, Ji Chuancheng sat silently in the dark, looking at the girl on the bed. The young man who slept soundly did not know what to say.
His heart was very heavy, but on the surface he was still so calm and composed, as if even if the sky fell, he could easily withstand it.
Did he do something wrong all these years...
If he hadn't been arranged by his father to a restricted area when he was sixteen, if he had still stayed in city b to protect the young man in front of him, then...wouldn't he have become so rebellious like he is now
if…
"Well... A Chuan, I was wrong... don't slap your face, don't slap your face..."
The young man's mumbling dream made Ji Chuancheng pull out of his self-condemnation state of mind. He was stunned for a while, and finally curled up the corners of his lips helplessly, let out a low laugh, and sighed: "Oh, I owe you Did you get yours? Jingxia."
As soon as the words fell, Ji Chuancheng stood up gently, took a step to the bed, looked at the sleeping young man in front of him silently for a long time, and finally sighed deeply. In the darkness, the handsome and beautiful phoenix eyes shone with a scorching light.
After a while, Ji Chuancheng slowly lowered his head, and kissed that piece of lips tenderly and delicately.
His movements were extremely gentle, as if he had released all the emotions he had accumulated for more than ten years. He gently kissed the young man's eye tips, nose bridge, jaw, and collarbone. When he felt that he could not stop, Shocked suddenly, he looked at the young man who was stripped almost naked by himself, and his whole body stiffened.
Quickly put all the clothes on for the other party, because he drank too much wine, although Ji Chuancheng's movements were not gentle, but Jing Xia just muttered but did not wake up.
When all this was done, Ji Chuan ran into the bathroom as if fleeing, turned on the cold water and rushed at his body. The cold temperature made his consciousness slowly regain consciousness, and the fiery heat under his body gradually subsided.
He punched hard against the tiled wall with all his strength, and blood flowed from Ji Chuancheng's knuckles immediately.
His deep and depressed voice echoed in the small bathroom: "Ji Chuancheng, you are a beast..."
Those two joking kisses many years ago were exchanged for twenty years of unwavering protection.
In terms of profit recovery of commercial value, Jing Xia is far beyond father Jing, and is even the greatest financial master in the world.