Qi Ying woke up in his arms.
When he opened his eyes, he was still dazed, his little head rubbed against his neck, and his lips brushed his chin, soft and moist.
Ji made her body tremble like an electric shock, and he asked her in a low voice, "Awake?"
She nodded, rubbed her eyes, Ji Rang smiled, bent over and put her down. Qi Ying woke up completely when she stood on the ground, blinked, suddenly thought of something, spread her hand and looked at it, there was nothing.
Wronged and turned his attention to Ji Rang.
Where's my candied fruit
Ji Rang laughed: "Drop it, buy it next time." He lowered his head to re-tie the scarf for her: "Go back and get a good night's sleep."
Qi Ying nodded obediently.
When they got home, Uncle and the others were still asleep. She took a shower lightly and then climbed onto the bed to continue sleeping. Uncle knew that she had only come back early in the morning, and didn't come to call her, so he slept right up to lunch.
After dinner, the family is going to visit relatives. They are going to the relatives of the aunt. Qi Ying doesn’t know him. Yu Cheng also didn’t want her to be uncomfortable in the past, so she left two hundred for her and asked her to go with her classmates in the afternoon. eat delicious food.
Yu Zhuo was too envious. He hated leaving relatives the most. He especially hated those relatives asking him how much he scored in the final exam. It's a pity that he must go, and lingeringly followed his parents out.
Only Qi Ying was left at home. She first sent Ji Rang a message to tell him that she was awake, but she did not receive a reply, and she was probably still asleep. Send it to Yue Li again and ask her to go shopping in the afternoon.
Yue Li sent a crying expression: I am walking with relatives in the country, and I will make an appointment when I come back!
It seemed that everyone was leaving relatives on the first day of the new year. Qi Ying thought about it, and simply packed his schoolbags and went to the library. Fortunately, it is the National Public Library, which is also open at this time. The library is extremely empty, and she is basically the only one.
Qi Ying did an afternoon high school chemistry problem, and memorized the words of the first few units of English for the next semester. He left after five o'clock and stood at the library door with his schoolbag on his back and checked the map, preparing to find a home. Something to eat in a delicious restaurant.
As she was checking the map, a black Lincoln stopped in front of her, the window was rolled down, and there was a burst of heating with the fragrance of the forest.
Ji Weiyan greeted her with a gentle smile: "Little girl, do you still know me?"
Half of Qi Ying's face was wrapped under the scarf, Shui Lingling's eyes were a little timid, and she nodded slightly.
Ji Weiyan saw that she was a little nervous, opened the car door and walked down, and said warmly: "I am Ji Rang's father. I want to treat you to a meal, okay?"
Qi Ying grabbed the strap of the schoolbag with her fingers, not knowing whether to agree or refuse.
She doesn't like contact with unfamiliar people, and she knows that she can't get in other people's cars casually.
But this uncle is the general's father.
In the last life, when she entered the mansion, the old general had already passed away. I only heard from others how the respected general was brave and good at fighting, and the tiger father has no dogs, and his son is not inferior to his former style.
Qi Ying pursed her lips and nodded in Ji Weiyan's patient and kind eyes.
Ji Weiyan smiled and opened the door for her, "Get in the car, it's cold outside."
Qi Ying got into the car, took his schoolbag off and hugged him, a little cautious. Ji Weiyan sat next to her and told the driver to drive before turning to ask her: "Little girl, what is your name?"
Qi Ying took out the phone and typed in the memo: Uncle, my name is Qi Ying.
Ji Weiyan's face flashed with astonishment, and after a moment he asked, "You... can't speak?"
Qi Ying nodded.
Ji Weiyan didn't know what it was like in his heart, so he sighed silently and touched her head affectionately, "Good boy, it doesn't matter." He said softly, "What would Yingying want to eat?"
Qi Ying typed and said: I can do it all.
Ji Weiyan thought about what children of this age like to eat, but found that he didn't understand at all, and finally ordered the driver to go to the French restaurant he frequented.
The environment is quiet and there are a lot of flowers planted. The little girl should like it.
When the car drove onto the street, Ji Weiyan asked her a few words about the situation in the school, and Qi Ying typed in earnestly to answer him. Knowing that she passed the ninth grade in the final exam, he smiled and asked, "Arang has made such a big improvement this semester. Did you help him?"
Qi Ying was a little shy, typing and saying: He is smart and hardworking.
The two were chatting, Ji Weiyan's cell phone rang, and the car was quiet. After connecting, Qi Ying heard the scorching voice: "Ms. Ji, Mrs. fainted again!"
Ji Weiyan's face changed: "Did Dr. Chen go there?"
"Already on the phone, on the way."
He said in a deep voice, "I see, I'll be back now."
The driver heard it too, and when he hung up, he asked, "Mr Ji, do you want to go home?"
Ji Weiyan looked out the window. The car was already on the elevated bridge and couldn't get off for a while. He calmed his mind and asked Qi Ying: "Yingying, Uncle has to go home immediately. Would you like to sit at Uncle's house?"
Qi Ying hesitated a little.
He gently said, "You can go and see where Agen grew up."
Qi Ying knew that he had to rush home, it was not convenient to take her off now, and could not leave her on the elevated, so he nodded.
The car drove all the way back to Ji's house.
Ji's family is located in Palm Garden, a well-known wealthy villa area in the suburbs. It is a three-story single-family villa. The car drives directly into the private basement, and the elevator next to it goes directly to the living room.
Qi Ying kept her eyes down while holding her schoolbag, not looking randomly.
Ji Weiyan asked the nanny to bring her a drink, and said warmly: "Yingying, please take a look at it. Ajan's room is at the end of the corridor on the second floor. I'll be back in a while."
She nodded obediently, Ji Weiyan smiled, and then hurried up to the third floor.
The nanny aunt quickly brought her several drinks and cut fruit. Qi Ying was a little unaccustomed to staying in an unfamiliar environment. After taking the carton of milk, he climbed the stairs to the second floor and found Ji Rang's room.
The door was closed, and she reached out and held the doorknob and turned it open.
The big, cleaned room is full of daily necessities, but it can still be seen that this room has not been lived in for a long time.
Qi Ying walked in slowly.
On the desk stood a row of tutorial books for junior high school, with a pen holder full of pens, piled up in thick piles of calligraphy. The bookcase next to it is full of must-read literary masterpieces for teenagers, as well as various comic books and military magazines.
Near the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a large glass cabinet full of models of various guns and tanks. There was a trophy on the bookcase. Qi Ying stepped his feet and looked at it. It turned out to be the champion trophy of the National Youth Shooting Competition.
Next to the trophy is Ji Rang's winning photo.
The teenager in the photo looks very young, probably only twelve or thirteen years old, with a tight face, serious and serious, holding a gun in his hand, standing straight and upright, and aiming straight ahead.
Even if the appearance hasn't grown up yet, it's hard to hide his handsomeness.
Ji Rang in the photo does not have the indifferent hostility that he has now. That self-confident and awe-inspiring temperament attracted everyone's attention like the dazzling sun.
Qi Ying took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the trophy and the photo frame. Just after taking the photo, the WeChat group popped up a few messages from Aite, and Qi Ying clicked in.
It was "I fight and smoke but I am a good student." That group, Qu Da Zhuang in Ait Jirang, told him to go to the sixth middle school to play basketball.
Ji Rang said: Don't go, your hands are sore.
Qu Dazhuang asked: What's wrong? Did you fight the iron all night last night
Ji Rang sent a rolling emoticon package.
Qu Dazhuang and Aite Qi Ying: If you want to go on a date with @Seven, just say it! Don't perfuse me with the excuse of being sour!
Ji Rang ignored her and cut out the message Qi Ying sent him at noon: I just woke up, have you eaten yet
Qi Ying sat down by the bed, thought for a while, and told him the truth: Not yet, I just ran into your father outside the library.
Ji Rang’s news came back almost instantly: Where are you
Qi Ying posted the photo that he had just taken.
There was no reply for a long time.
Qi Ying waited for a while, put her phone away, and looked around the room again. It took more than ten minutes to receive Ji Rang's reply: Stay in the room and don't run around, I will pick you up.
She obediently returned a "good".
She didn't mess with the things in the room, just sat down at the desk and looked through the pile of yellowed copybooks. From the crooked strokes to the flowing handwriting, you can almost imagine the scene of a teenager sitting here holding a pen and practicing calligraphy.
It turns out that his handwriting is so beautiful.
Can also shoot and won the championship.
I have read so many literary masterpieces.
She knew that he was great and great!
After a while, the door behind him was knocked. Qi Ying turned his head, Ji Weiyan stood at the door with a gentle smile: "Yingying, uncle, I'm done, let's go."
She put the copybook and followed him downstairs.
There was a doctor-like person standing in the living room, explaining to a nurse: "Observe the vital signs for another night, and send me the records tomorrow morning. Be careful not to let her mood fluctuate during this period. Emotions are against heart palpitations. great influence."
The nurse nodded and saw Ji Weiyan come down and asked him: "Mr. Ji, are you going to leave?" Ji Weiyan nodded, and the nurse said: "Madam also asked me to ask if you are eating at home tonight. She rarely has an appetite. I just told Aunt Zhang to go shopping for groceries."
Ji Weiyan smiled: "No tonight, I have an appointment with the children, let the wife eat by herself."
The nurse looked at Qi Ying who was standing next to him curiously, and wanted to ask what else, the door behind him was suddenly kicked open with a slam.
The hostile young man had cold eyes, and his steps were big and fast. Before everyone could react, he had walked right up to Qi Ying's side, pulled her wrist and dragged away.
The nurse reacted and said angrily: "Who are you?! How come you break into the house without permission!"
Ji Weiyan scolded her: "Shut up!" He hurried to catch up a few steps, "Arang!"
Ji Rang didn't want to stay for a second in this place, but after all he stopped, glanced at the bewildered girl around him, and turned around.
Qi Ying watched by the side. He tried his best to calm his tone, but still couldn't hide the anger under his eyes. He stared at Ji Weiyan and said one word: "Please get out of my sight from now on, and you are not allowed to appear in front of her again. "
Ji Weiyan sank his face with anger by his ruthless words: "What kind of bastard are you talking about!" He walked a few steps to Ji Rang, took a few deep breaths and calmed down his tone: "I just want to invite Yingying to eat. A meal, she helped you a lot in your studies, and I am very grateful to her."
Ji Rang looked at him sarcastically: "My business has nothing to do with you."
Ji Weiyan didn't want to confront him tit-for-tat: "Having finally returned home, let's stay and have a meal. It just happens to be today for the Chinese New Year. What do you want to eat, I will let my aunt do it."
The boy looked at his eyes as if he was looking at an enemy: "Eating in this place, I will vomit in disgust." He suddenly glanced at the doctors and nurses standing next to him, without knowing what he thought, smiled maliciously: "That woman died. Is it?"
At that moment, Ji Weiyan felt as if he had never really known this only son.
He only hopes that he can grow up well, and doesn't ask him to win honor for anyone, as long as he is of good character. But he was willing to degenerate. He could be regarded as rebellious for the actions of those bad boys before, but now the young boy's face was venomous like a snake, making him cruel and chilled.
He raised his hand and slapped it, as if to wake him up.
With a snap, he slapped Ji Rang's face heavily.
The room was filled with Ji Weiyan's roar: "Look at what you look like now!"
Everyone was stunned.
Unexpectedly, Ji Weiyan, who has always been mild-mannered, would have such a big fire.
What else Ji Weiyan wanted to say, Qi Ying, who had been standing next to him, suddenly rushed in front of Ji Rang.
She opened her hands to protect the young man behind her, like an angry little leopard, staring at the opposite man, as if if he did any more, she would pounce on him and bit him.
She is thin and weak, and her slender figure is still trembling slightly.
But she tried to straighten her body, and tried to stand on tiptoe, trying to block the teenager.
Ji Rang suddenly remembered many years ago.
In the same place, in the same scene, Ji Weiyan slapped him in front of everyone in the Ji family.
At that time, no one was on his side.
He glanced at them coldly, without saying a word, turned and walked out the door, and never came back since.
Now, he was slapped again for the girl in front of him to step into this place that he hated and disgusted, but he was not at all as desperate and angry as he was last time.
He lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand to hold the girl's delicate wrist, and whispered: "Yingying, we are gone."
Qi Ying turned around.
The soft eyes flushed.
Seeing the gentle smile on the boy's face, he nodded obediently.
He led her out of the door.
There is faint winter sunshine outside the house.
He heard a shallow sob, and when he tilted his head, the little girl was crying.
It was as if she was the one who was beaten.
Ji Rang stopped, squatted down in front of her, smiled and calmed her: "Little fool, why are you crying? Wasn't it fierce just now?"
With tears streaming down her face, she stretched out her soft fingers and carefully touched his red and swollen right cheek, as if asking him: Does it hurt
He rubbed her face against her warm fingertips: "It doesn't hurt, don't cry."
Qi Ying pressed his lips and held back tears.
Leaning over, pursing his mouth, whispered softly to him.