In mid-June, began to volunteer to report.
Everyone around me is talking about this. In order to avoid competition in the same class, the teacher is also responsible for coordinating the parent meeting. . Ji Yi's wish is simple, with only one school and one major.
When filling in the machine-readable card uniformly, the teacher really couldn't check it, so she asked her to help her classmates check the machine-readable card.
The dense number of volunteers, from early admission, to the first-type undergraduate, to the second-type undergraduate, and then to a junior college, must be a deliberate decision made by the whole family at a meeting... She doesn’t know how many people have filled in unqualified machine readings. Card, and for how many people, take pencils and fill in the school’s area code and professional number carefully.
When he walked to Zhao Xiaoying, the latter actually covered his machine-readable card for filling in the volunteers.
Ji Yi was a little strange and didn't delve into it.
This question was not until July 10, when she and Nuannuan celebrated the successful end of the college entrance examination, Ji Nuannuan gave her an interpretation: "I heard from my nanny, Zhao Xiaoying only got 300 points in both mock exams. Hope for all schools. So her mother went to find her bastard dad and wanted her to enter the Nanjing Military Academy’s children's class."
No wonder, she would block her own volunteer form, she should not fill in any school like herself
Zhao Xiaoying’s mother has deep-rooted grievances for the abandoned, but she can bow her head for Zhao Xiaoying’s future... Ji Yi bit on the plastic straw inserted in the glass, thinking, most parents’ love for their children has no principles. Those self-esteem lies in them. In the face of my child's future, it is not worth mentioning.
They were sitting in the Forest of Xianzong next to Dongfang Square, sipping ice water, looking out from the glass wall. The old building in the hutong opposite was where Xiao Jun and his parents lived. Because this is the closest to Xiao Jun's house, it has almost become Ji Nuannuan's canteen, and all the waiters know her.
"I won’t be able to eat like this after getting married. I honestly go to the vegetable market to learn how to buy beef and green peppers. I go home and cook it myself. A few beef tenderloin with some green peppers, and some black pepper and white rice. It's not worth that much. "Xiao Jun laughed at Nuannuan for wanting to eat this unpalatable and uneconomical thing, but he found out his wallet to pay. With a silver fork, Ji Nuannuan complained vaguely while eating dishes: "This is already considered fast food. If you didn't have to pay every time, I would definitely take you to eat good things."
Xiao Jun smiled: "Let the daughter-in-law pay? I can't do this."
After they finished their lunch, they followed Xiao Jun across the road and walked in along the Hutong Road. The old corridor has no doors, and there are small advertisements in the corners of the walls, which are all advertisements for "decoration" and "clearing the sewers".
"The house is a bit small, don't mind." Xiao Jun walked to the third floor and stopped, and took out the brass key from his pocket. "The location is good here, and the building is old. Our family has been waiting for demolition." Ji Nuanshen He stretched out his arms and hugged Xiao Jun by his waist: "I told you, I don't want to live with your parents after getting married. It's fine to live close, but you can't live together." Xiao Junle said, "You just want to live with your parents." My parents live, I'm afraid they can't stand you."
When the door really opened, Ji Yi understood what he meant by "small house".
There is only one aisle, the toilet and the kitchen are next to each other, and then there is a room.
There is a box-spring bed next to the aisle, where Xiao Jun sleeps every night.
The warm room is the area of the entire one-bedroom room. The room is half separated. There is her own reading area, sleeping area, and a wall where all kinds of souvenirs brought back from her childhood trips are placed... After Xiao Jun enters the door He took out a can of Coke from the kitchen and handed it to her. Ji Yi shook his head and asked for a glass of boiled water. He turned on the TV and opened the balcony door, making it more spacious.
At first she was sitting on the sofa, and the two people were talking quietly on the balcony, and some laughter could be heard. Slowly, there was no movement between the two of them. She pretended not to know anything and continued to watch TV.
It seems that I can hear Nuan Nuan saying: "No, I don't like your parents' bed."
She became more uncomfortable. Fortunately, the two people quickly left the balcony and asked Ji Yi to watch TV here. Xiao Jun took out potato chips and melon seeds from the cabinet by the way to let her pass the time. Soon, the two closed the door of the big house and left her here. She was so bored that she tuned to the channel dedicated to MTV and listened to the nursery rhymes for a while.
Nostalgic golden tune, Du Dewei is singing the lover.
Then Tai Zhengxiao...
There is still a face that can't resist you...
She drank too much water and wanted to go to the toilet, so she stood up and went to open the door naturally.
The moment the door was opened, she was startled by the scene before her. The folding bed was opened in the narrow aisle, Nuannuan was pressed by Xiao Jun under her body, and the short sleeves with lace had been pulled up to her chest. They seemed to be entangled and enthusiastically, interrupted by the opening of the door, Nuannuan screamed With a sound, he got up from the bed and pulled off his clothes to cover his chest. He blushed and gasped and complained: "Sisi, you scared me to death."
Xiao Jun was calm, holding his warm lips lightly, and allowed to suck for half a second with nostalgia. Nuannuan was angry and laughed, pushing Xiao Jun away. Xiao Jun laughed and asked Ji Yi: "Want to go to the toilet?"
Ji Yi's face was flushed red, and he hummed with a guilty conscience. It was the first time she really hit such an unsuitable picture for children, and it turned out to be like this... She suddenly had a real cognition, no longer the hazy feeling of being cut off at a critical moment in the TV series. Seeing it too clearly just now, what she lingered in front of her eyes were fierce scenes... In the end, she couldn't stay calmly here, flushed and fled with excuses.
After the college entrance examination, suddenly there was nothing that had to be done.
There is no need to get up early, have to go to class, have to complete homework, and there is no need to deal with the large and small mock exams. Ji Yi had nothing to do, and the ghost came to Ji Chengyang's home. Before he left, he prepared a key for her so that she could come in at any time. Originally, she thought, he wouldn't come by himself unless he returned to the country.
His home without Ji Chengyang is just a house, right
But when she inserted the key into the keyhole and turned it, there was an illusion that he would suddenly appear. This house was really special because it was his home.
Pushing open the door, there was no sound inside, and the curtains were all closed. She thought about a house where no one lived for two months, and it was not necessarily cleaner than the soles of the shoes, so she didn’t change her shoes and walked straight over. The dark blue curtains were opened.
Then open the balcony door to let fresh air circulate in the living room.
Sure enough, she could see a layer of dust on the floor in the sun. She wandered casually in one room after another, and finally walked into his bedroom, looking at the dust-proof sheets on the bed, she suddenly had the urge to put it all over. Lift up.
She did so in the end.
Ji Yi remembered that two years ago, Ji Chengyang slept here because he was too tired. His good friend slept on the opposite side of the sofa. The two men fell asleep without hearing the sound of the door opening. At that time, she didn't dare to look at him directly, so she could only lie on the edge of the bed carefully while he was asleep to observe how he closed his eyes.
She sat on the edge of the bed and lay down quietly.
His face was pressed against the pillow he had slept on, although it smelled of dust that had been unoccupied for a long time, he still felt very comfortable. Ji Yi lay happily, rolled over, closed his eyes and wanted to sleep here for a while, but quickly remembered the only first kiss between two people who were emotionally out of control before he left.
Suddenly Ji Yi got up from the bed, feeling an inexplicable throbbing in her chest. Sitting there, she suddenly thought of the distant and impractical future. Would she kiss him naturally, and then as I saw this afternoon... She turned into a heartbeat because of a thought, and buried her face in the pillow. Ji Chengyang, Ji Chengyang, the longing slumped in his chest slowly melted away and penetrated into the skin of the internal organs and limbs.
When I returned home in the evening, my second aunt was already clearing the dishes. When she saw her back, she still cared a few words from her elders and asked her how she felt about the college entrance examination a few days ago. Do you feel that you have performed supernormally, or are there any unsatisfactory subjects: "By the way, Xixi, which university did you apply for?" Ji Yi said it was Beijing Foreign Studies University, and the second aunt was a little strange: "Why didn't you go to Tsinghua University?"
She casually prevaricates a reason and helps clean up the dishes.
The second aunt was still surprised, and muttered: "Is it possible that the grades of high school have dropped?"
She still didn't speak, put the dishes and chopsticks in the sink, and the nanny at home helped to wash them. When the babysitter saw Ji Yi, she felt strange, so she squatted and said with a smile, "Sixi is back?" Because the old man is getting old and his children can't be in front of him every day, the family hired a babysitter to take care of the elderly's food. In daily life, Ji Yi doesn't come back often this semester, so naturally he is not familiar with it.
The program that Ji Chengyang recorded before leaving was first broadcast at school, and it happened to be replayed tonight.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, the nanny was cleaning the table, and when she finally cleaned the room, she took the remote control and dialed the table. There is a host sitting on a small high seat on the TV screen, and the microphone is placed on the lips to introduce the guests one by one. She has watched several episodes of this talk show. The guests are all in suits and shoes. Only in this episode of Ji Chengyang, he and the other two invited seniors are dressed very comfortable and casual. At first glance, they are not high-end elites. He is a journalist stationed abroad who runs outside all the year round.
Ji Chengyang's eyes are very bright. Sitting on the sofa in a black shirt and sports trousers, one can think of a particularly literal but vivid word "Yushu Linfeng".
"I heard that when you were studying, you were the champion of the American college shooting competition?" The host looked at him, "Have you ever encountered a particularly dangerous situation on the battlefield where you need to use a gun to defend yourself?" He shook his head, "I didn't take it. After guns, sometimes those soldiers will provide guns. Generally, we only accept body armor, and we can’t touch anything else.”
"Why?" The host naturally understood the reason behind it.
But for the audience's interest, always make the topic more interesting.
Ji Chengyang is smiling: "The war reporters are no longer reporters and are no longer protected from the moment they pick up the gun. This is the default rule. So even in the most dangerous environment, we must restrain our fear of self-protection. The only thing we can take is a camera, not a weapon."
When he said these words, it made people feel very passionate, and there was no reason for this inexplicable personality attraction. The nanny also listened to this topic very interestingly, stopped the rag in his hand, looked at the TV for a few times, and said with a smile: "This young man is so good-looking, and his parents are willing to run to the place of war?"
Ji Yi smiled and continued to watch Ji Chengyang on the screen.
This is ideal. His ideals.
The show recorded in May, the screen shows him two months ago... He must not be like this now. When he made a long-distance call to himself before the college entrance examination, he still whispered that he could not find a place to charge. "It's been a few days since I haven't shaved, and I felt a little thorny when I touched my chin," Ji Chengyang said on the phone at the time, "Next time I come back, let you touch it."