When I went to Chengdu this time, Ji Yi’s identity was much more subtle. Fortunately, Ji Chengyang was not a person with a special personality. He would never do intimate actions in front of outsiders, and said intimate words that did not arouse grandpa Nuan Nuan much. Notice.
This is the exact opposite of Ji Nuannuan's boyfriend, who is definitely a romantic.
"What is it like to fall in love with my uncle?" Ji Nuannuan lay in bed late at night, chatting with her boyfriend in the guest room on her mobile phone, and curiously asked Ji Yi, "Why haven't I seen you when you are very intimate?"
Ji Yi thought for a while: "It doesn't feel much... Everyone feels the same.".
It seems that this is the case. Ji Chengyang is definitely not a lover, and there are not many particularly sensational words she can think of. He was really serious in front of outsiders, and he held his hand only once. In the corridor of the TV station, when she was fourteen or five years old, it is estimated that holding her was no different from holding a little niece; he held her only once, because it was very difficult. Special reasons.
So when the two left Chengdu and headed to the small town, the driver asked Ji Yi if he had just graduated from university and came out to travel. Why didn't he go with his boyfriend? At that time, Ji Chengyang was ventilating under the car. She was afraid that everyone in the car was from Grandpa Nuan Nuan. She didn’t know if she should be very clear, so she took the topic vaguely...
It has been a deep winter here since 2000.
Eight years passed in a blink of an eye.
Ji Yi looked at this small town through the car window. The car turned a few turns along the flat dirt road and stopped at the end, in front of the yard where the aunt used to live.
She quietly glanced at Ji Chengyang, but she didn't have a particularly big reaction to being seen.
The two people, together with the driver, doctor, and soldier who followed, got out of the car and walked into the yard. A girl sitting in front of the house washing clothes stood up, looked at them awkwardly, and said something to her back. Soon, a middle-aged woman opened the plastic bead curtain and walked out, looking at Ji Chengyang among the strangers, hesitatingly called out his name in the local dialect.
Ji Chengyang nodded: "It's me."
The middle-aged woman is no exaggeration, her eyes were red immediately, she walked up and kept looking at Ji Chengyang up and down, talking about something. Everyone here, except Ji Yi, can understand.
Only Ji Yi, watching and guessing.
Finally, I entered the room with Ji Chengyang, went to the corner of the room and scented the picture of my aunt. He finally translated the conversation to her. My aunt is unmarried for life, and only has a family like Ji Chengyang, and lives very well in Beijing, so there is no one to worry about. Before she died, her aunt specially invited the village chief to testify and gave her house to the destitute households in the village.
People are grateful for Dade, so they donate my aunt here all year round.
Ji Chengyang looked at the photo and said, "Auntie, I brought my granddaughter-in-law back to you."
Just now Ji Yi respectfully took the incense in worship, and paused, stupid.
But he didn’t make a joke. He inserted the ignited incense into the ancestral hall, inexplicably giving her the feeling of entering the ancestral hall to recognize her ancestors and returning to her ancestry... She hadn’t recovered, and suddenly there was a lively scene behind her, and all the famous elders in the village came. Many of them brought juniors to meet this celebrity. Ji Chengyang turned around and talked with these elders whom he had forgotten about.
Ji Yi stood in front of the photo for a while, always feeling like he had to say something.
She still remembers that when she was fourteen years old, the aunt said the oolong words to her and asked Ji Chengyang if she was his little daughter-in-law. At that time, she hadn't opened up her mind, and she had no feelings between men and women for Ji Chengyang, but she was confused by these words. But now that I think about it, it was like something that was destined to be told by the old man first.
She thought about it for a long time, held the incense to worship again, and said softly: "Auntie, we will be fine, don't worry."
I just finished saying this, I want to add a few more words, there is his voice behind him, and he suddenly asks, "What is good?"
"Huh?" Ji Yi didn't notice him coming, "It's just safe and sound."
"So simple?" He laughed.
"... Anything else to say?" She gave incense to the deceased for the first time, completely inexperienced.
Ji Chengyang pretended to think: "For example, if I have something wrong with you, I hope the elderly will supervise it more in the future." Ji Yi was blank: "... You are very good to me."
What Ji Chengyang originally wanted to say was that the four years of parting were obviously his fault.
Looking at her appearance, it was obvious that she had forgotten all this.
He touched Ji Yi's hair and said nothing.
It seems that every time Ji Chengyang comes back, a lot of people will come here. At dinner, there are four or five tables in the yard. There are few women, many men, old and young, eating and drinking for a long time. Those soldiers and drivers who followed were all from the army and were least afraid of drinking, but they were all drunk late at night.
Ji Yi finished eating early, chatting with the two little girls in this family, and staring at Ji Chengyang, who was being chased by everyone, for fear of something wrong with him. Fortunately, Ji Chengyang brought the doctor this time. The other party vowed repeatedly and kept explaining that Ji Chengyang was really unfit for drinking. He luckily only drank two or three cups, but the doctor was confused about the scores.
In the end, it doesn’t matter who and who meets the eye and drink...
In a word, the last thing I could drink this night was not standing.
Ji Chengyang's last shield was lying on the table and fell asleep. He also temporarily disappeared with Ji Yi. The two of them left the yard and walked along the dirt road to the side of the village while everyone was not paying attention. There is a river not far away, there is no street lamp, only the clean moonlight falls on the surface of the river, the water is rippling, and even the reflection of the moonlight can be seen in the distance, all of which are paddy fields.
"Are you uncomfortable?" Ji Yi followed him, walking slowly, and asked him.
Ji Chengyang smiled, put his index finger on his lips, made a silent gesture, then raised his head, motioning her to look at the top of her head.
Unknowingly, he has reached the side of the road.
There are many old trees near and far, but the thickest one Ji Yi faces, even if there are two of her, he can't hold it with his arms outstretched. Based on his impression, Ji Chengyang found a place for climbing smoothly, helped Ji Yi climb the trunk, and followed suit. In the May weather, the leaves here are already very lush, which can easily cover two people.
Ji Chengyang was afraid of insects on the tree and frightened her, so he took off his coat and put it on the trunk.
"Did you climb a lot when you were a kid?" Ji Yi was in such an environment, afraid of being discovered, and naturally softened her voice, "Will you stop..." "Yes, climb often," Ji Chengyang told her, "Sit here again. A few people will not be in danger."
Ji Yi screamed and patted the tree trunk, which was funny.
"I was born here," Ji Chengyang's voice also softened. "My mother died when I was more than a year old. When I was five years old, I was picked up by someone from Beijing."
"Then... before? Why didn't Grandpa Ji come to pick you up?" She asked softly.
“Before, my father’s job changes were relatively large, and he didn’t want to specialize, so all the children in the family lived in their hometowns. They were reunited in Beijing in 1981 and 1982,” he simply told her, “My father, too. It is your grandfather Ji, who had a wife before liberation, and died later. My mother is his second wife, and his age is very different, so my father, Ji Nuannuan, and some uncles you have met , Aunts are also very different in age."
Ji Yi was stunned.
At such a young age, being here alone with my aunt will definitely feel abandoned.
She doesn't have as good a memory as Ji Chengyang, but she still remembers that when she was very young, every time her parents came to see her before leaving, she couldn't cry and felt that the next meeting was so far away.
"The last time I came with you, I wanted to take my aunt to a place with better economic conditions to provide for the elderly," he continued. "Although she has always received living expenses, this place is not very developed after all."
"She didn't agree, did she?" Ji Yi guessed.
"Yes, she has never left this place and doesn't want to leave."
Moonlight penetrated through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows on them.
The simple conversation ended like this.
Ji Yi guessed that he must be very regretful that he did not do some substantial things to repay the kindness of nurturing. She has never been able to comfort people since she was a child, and she is used to listening, especially now that she is facing Ji Chengyang. This man who she has always regarded as spiritual support since childhood is even more at a loss.
So, just sit quietly and stay with him.
After sitting for about ten minutes, I felt too quiet again. I racked my brain and thought of a painless topic: "I had a nightmare again last night." The place where she settled last night was a very clean hotel. Sleeping in a room by myself, I was frightened awake in the middle of the night. I wanted to find Ji Chengyang, but I was afraid of being hit by someone, so I could only open my eyes pitifully and wait for dawn.
Ji Chengyang smiled: "Why do you always have nightmares these days?"
"I don't know, maybe you are not used to the bed outside..."
He asked in a low voice: "What did you dream about?" She recalled, briefly describing a few words, and then asked him: "You don't have nightmares?"
"Yes," he smiled unconsciously, "sometimes I have some pretty good dreams."
She was curious: "What dream?"
He downplayed: "About you."
She wanted to ask even more.
Ji Chengyang didn't intend to give her the opportunity to keep asking, and began to kiss her behind her ears and neck slowly, these are her most sensitive places. Especially here, the feet are still hanging in the air, although they are not high, they are outdoors.
In case a child who likes to play runs under the tree, it is easy to see them...
She thought this way and became more guilty, but it was a pity that Ji Chengyang didn't care about it. He put one hand on the side and pressed her against the tree trunk with his body, deliberately teasing her: "Sisi?"
"Um… "
He whispered: "Are you curious, what will I dream of?"
"Um… "
"Dreaming—" He was rather rude, spit out two words lightly, "This way."
Just like this, the hand slid in along the hem of her clothes.