Don’t be a licking dog when you are reborn.

After a period of time, life suddenly seemed like there was no hope, and it seemed like I was worried about the arrival of a certain day.

Ji Feng could barely keep calm when he was in the studio every day.

But once I returned home, I felt lonely and silent.

Just like in the previous life, I had a successful career but no one to accompany me.

I often sit on the balcony and smoke one cigarette after another.

Usually this is the seat reserved for Lao Ji, but now it has been occupied by Ji Feng.

As Ji Feng's parents, Dong Kaihui and Ji Guangxun could naturally sense that something was wrong with Ji Feng.

"Hey, Lao Ji, Xiaofeng doesn't feel right lately. Is there something on your mind?

My son seemed to be very motivated before, but after he was admitted to Shanghai University of Science and Technology, he stopped working. "

"You only see it now?" Ji Guangxun looked exaggerated.

"What's wrong, you saw it and didn't say it earlier? What's going on?"

"From his posture, expression, and the amount of cigarettes he smokes, according to my experience, he is lovelorn."

Ji Guangxun felt something was wrong as soon as he finished speaking, and saw that Dong Kaihui had already begun to roll back his sleeves.

"Hey, you know how to fall in love? Come, tell me today how many times you have fallen out of love."

"What are you doing? We are discussing our son's affairs now."

"Okay, then analyze what's going on."

"I guess it's because I didn't get into the same school as the girl I like."

"You didn't go to the same school as the girl you liked? Didn't Gu Xueting also go to Shanghai University?"

Dong Kaihui is quite gossipy.

Dong Kaihui also knew about the various things between Ji Feng and Gu Xueting.

But later Ji Feng said that he would not pursue Gu Xueting anymore and that he should study hard. Dong Kaihui was afraid of irritating him, so she didn't ask about the follow-up between him and Gu Xueting.

"Why are you so stupid? Xiaofeng must not like that Gu Xueting."

"Don't like Lao Gu's daughter? Then who does he like?"

"Do you remember what my son said last time that he met an expert to give him extra lessons?"

"Remember, how do you say it?"

Ji Guangxun didn't answer in a hurry and lit a cigarette for himself, showing an expression that saw everything through.

"I teased him at that time and asked him if he liked that girl.

This guy didn't answer me directly. He only said that he was a Miaozi from Qingbei and he was not from the same family.

Tsk tsk tsk, look at this tone, you must know that you have no chance, so you feel uncomfortable now. "

Dong Kaihui nodded slightly and felt that what Lao Ji said made sense:

"How about I go and persuade you?"

"Just try to persuade him. The more you try to persuade him, the more it will hurt his feelings. He is a man and he can only digest this matter by himself."

Dong Kaihui pouted and looked at the big boy with pity:

"My son's life is really hard. He finally broke up with Gu Xueting, and now he is trapped in it again."

"Boys should suffer some setbacks." Ji Guangxun also lit a cigarette.

Ji Feng didn't know that he was already a sad little lover in the eyes of his parents.

And the actual situation...

He couldn't tell himself.

……

After a certain day, time begins to fly by.

For someone, 20 days just flies by.

July 7th is the day to pay commissions again.

Today's monsoon is a little absent-minded, but the warmth next to it is full of energy and seems to be very motivated.

She was busy and handled the trivial matters in the studio meticulously.

But Ji Feng knew that there was no need to be so anxious because she was leaving.

"This time, the total settlement for A commission is 90, and the total settlement for B commission is 121 million..."

Listening to Nuan Nuan reporting on his work, Ji Feng was stunned.

This absent-minded look was finally interrupted by warmth.

"Ji Feng, are you worried about something?"

"No."

Ji Feng's expression was cold and indifferent, and his emotions could not be heard, but there was actually something wrong with his voice.

Nuan Nuan stared at Ji Feng for a while, then suddenly showed his face:

"I won't come tomorrow. I'll give this to you."

Ji Feng looked at Nuan Nuan handing something over, his expression barely tensed up.

It was the poker kerosene lighter that Wen Nuan bought a long time ago but only used to light a cigarette for Monsoon once.

"Lighter? Thank you."

The gift at this time is like saying a final farewell.

"It's my duty to thank you, Ji Feng. I won't be attending today's party. You guys should have a good time."

"I send you."

"No, the studio can't live without you."

"Well."

Ji Feng was exceptionally silent, as if he had returned to the night of the graduation party.

Under Ji Feng's unspeakable gaze, Nuan Nuan left the studio alone.

He used the kerosene lighter to light a cigarette for himself, walked out of the door, looked at Nuan Nuan's leaving figure, and took a shallow breath.

Without the warmth, things suddenly became boring.

The sunset ended, leaving only human figures and sighs.

In the office, Dou Ding and his buddies were talking through the window.

"Did brother have a fight with Mr. Wen?"

"do not know."

"Mr. Wen is so kind, Brother Feng should give chase, damn, I'm so anxious!"

"Yes, if Brother Feng licks Gu Xueting, he will say nothing at most, but if he doesn't pursue Mr. Wen, then he will really scold her secretly."

"What is Mr. Wen? Isn't that sister-in-law?"

The people in Monsoon Studio are basically gangsters, at least in the first wave.

In the eyes of this group of people, warmth belongs to their own people who have made a fortune together with everyone else.

Strong ability, good-looking, behaves according to rules, clear rewards and punishments, and never has too much trouble.

In the eyes of Dou Ding and others, such a person is the perfect candidate for sister-in-law.

I don't know how many dimensions higher than Gu Xueting.

Just because I was convinced by the warmth, I felt there was a problem between the monsoon and the warmth.

Dou Ding and several other younger brothers exchanged words with each other and began to worry about their future.

In the hearts of these Ji Feng brothers, the place of warmth has long been determined.

Gu Xueting? Which one is it?

Seeing Ji Feng coming back, Dou Ding quietly followed him.

"Brother, where is the director?"

"She is going to the imperial capital..."

"Brother, you have to make it clear to her whether she is going to the Imperial Capital or not.

Can you imagine if the director was dating someone else and was held in someone else's arms, but you didn't take the lead?

Are you so cowardly still the Ji Feng I know? "

Ji Feng was slightly startled.

The warmth of being held in someone else’s arms…

He doesn't have the legacy of Wei Wu. This kind of thing, damn, is really a bit high.

"I'll go talk to her."

Ji Feng picked up the white helmet, stepped onto the will-o'-the-wisp, and took out his cell phone to send a text message before setting off.

【Where are you now? 】

Without waiting for a reply, Ji Feng started the car and left the studio under the eyes of everyone.

The will-o'-the-wisp was flying fast. Compared with the usual speed of the elderly, the speed of the car today was who knows how much faster.

He was anxious, but he didn't know what he was anxious about.

There was a sudden screeching sound, and the will-o'-the-wisp stopped at the street entrance of the village in the city.

After getting out of the car, Ji Feng glanced at his cell phone.

Nuan Nuan still didn't reply to his message.

This gives Monsoon a bad feeling.

According to the location in his memory, Ji Feng rushed to the warm door of his home and knocked on the iron door.

dong dong dong!dong dong dong!

Squeak!

It wasn't warmth that opened the door, but the neighbor next door.

An old lady in her sixties or seventies stretched her head and looked over.

"Young man, what are you knocking on? It's so noisy. This family has moved away."

Ji Feng was stunned.

Move away?