love letter from the down and out

Bruised, brows frowned even tighter: "Why are you alright? I've heard about it..." "Uncle," Ji Wanxuan called him, with helpless eyes, "I interrupted someone twice today , How rude." Yang Youting looked at him without saying a word. "I'm really fine. Our director didn't call my mother, so don't tell her about it, okay?" Yang Youting was still silent, and Ji Wanxuan looked at him patiently.In the end, the man sighed and gave in: "I really feel like a failure." Maybe he protected other people briefly, but in the end he couldn't even protect his own family.Ji Wanxuan is half a head shorter than a person, which does not prevent him from grabbing Yang Youting's shoulder and shaking it exaggeratedly: "What are you talking about? Yang Youting, you are the best adult I have ever seen, please admit it. Clear this reality, okay?" Yang Youting covered his eyes, tired and funny: "At least accept my apology." He put down his hand and looked at Ji Wanxuan: "I'm sorry, teaser, I didn't become a good father, nor did I Good uncle, I want you to help me fuck my little brother..." Ji Wanxuan hugged him, not giving him any more chances to repent: "Forgive you, remember to say these words to Linlin as well." Peng Jianhua's car Very distinctive, Ji Wanxuan climbed onto the co-pilot and fastened his seat belt, his mouth broke again: "Director, I've never seen a man drive a red Beetle." The director annoyed him to death: "Then you get off quickly." Car." Ji Wanxuan begged for mercy with a flattering smile: "But I've seen men ride in a car. Director, I was wrong, do you know where my home is?" Director Peng clicked on the navigation software and threw the phone to Ji Wanxuan.Xiao Ji looked down and searched for his address, and put the phone in front of the main console screen with a wink.It's past nine o'clock, and it's almost time for Ji Ning to go home after working overtime, why hasn't he called to question him.Ji Wanxuan took out her mobile phone and glanced at it, her heart suddenly turned cold. "Director, can you borrow my mobile phone to make a call? I'm out of battery." Director Peng took off the mobile phone and handed it to him again without saying a word.Ji Wanxuan babbled "Thank you, thank you" while dialing Ji Ning's cell phone number.Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, why doesn't Ji Ning answer the phone? "Hello?" The woman's voice sounded like she hadn't woken up. Ji Wanxuan breathed a sigh of relief and called "Mom" in a low voice. "Have you gone home?" Ji Ning woke up: "I just came back... ah, why is it so long, I'm so sleepy when I come back, I just want to take a nap." Ji Wanxuan bit her knuckles and flew Turning her brain to make an excuse, she didn't expect that Ji Ning's next sentence would be: "Uncle Yang told me that he took you and Linlin to dinner. What did you eat? Is it delicious?" Ji Wanxuan blinked and blurted out : "It's a French meal, snails." Director Peng glanced at him from the rearview mirror.On the other side of the phone, Ji Ning was silent for a while, and said with difficulty: "Don't you find it hard to swallow? I was tricked into eating it once when I was studying abroad, and I almost spit it out." : "No, it's delicious, and I said I'll pack it for you. Uncle Yang said you don't like it, so I have to forget it." Ji Ning breathed a sigh of relief: "Forget it." Ji Wanxuan lowered her voice , as if coaxing people: "We will be back soon, you wait for me, go to sleep first if you are sleepy." Ji Ning smiled: "Do you want me to wait for you or go to sleep? Do you want me to wait?" Just say it straight." Ji Wanxuan lowered her eyelashes, raised her fingers to touch the bruise on her face, the dimples were still sweet. "Go to bed, mother. I'll be back soon."

good boy or bad boy

The mobile phone was called out and the navigation was put back as it was, and the director changed lanes according to the voice announcement that just sounded. "How do you explain your injury to your mother?" After just now, Ji Wanxuan's glorious image of lying without blinking has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.He propped his chin up to look at Luli lights outside the window, and said casually, "Cleaning hit the door." "..." The door hit quite prominently.At the red light ahead, Director Peng stopped the car, and suddenly remembered something: "You were the one who sent me a text message about the abuse of cats and poisoning, right?" "..." Why did you bring back old accounts?Ji Wanxuan looked back at Peng Jianhua with a serious expression: "Director, can I tell you a story?" Director Peng snorted, noncommittal, as if he wanted to hear about the stinky boy and wanted to change the subject.Ji Wanxuan cleared his throat and said the first sentence of the story: "Once upon a time there was a child who had no father since he was born." It may be because he didn't drink water all day, Ji Wanxuan didn't finish his sentence Throat is so astringent.He unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water, adjusted for a while before making the sound again.The child's mother took him alone, and life was very difficult.After experiencing all the difficulties she could have foreseen and the unforeseen, she finally had the thought of giving up once. "That day, she took the child to play in the children's park all morning and ate the expensive children's set meal. The two returned home happily. The mother put the child to sleep, and then went to the kitchen to turn on the gas tank." Director Peng She turned her head to look at him in shock, but Ji Wanxuan's expression did not change, and even calmly pointed to the road ahead: "Director, pay attention to the road conditions." Of course the story didn't end there, the mother's good friend happened to come to see them that day, After realizing something was wrong, they asked the neighbors to pry open the door together, and immediately sent them to the hospital.The child almost didn't wake up. When he opened his eyes, the mother hugged him and cried bitterly: "I'm sorry, it's my mother who is so useless. Let's live a good life together in the future, okay?" The red lights are always one after another. One, Peng Jianhua stepped on the brakes before the 70-second red light and quietly put down the handbrake.Ji Wanxuan looked back at him: "Isn't it a touching story?" Director Peng looked ahead, and after a long while, he let out a muffled "Hmm".Ji Wanxuan nodded unsurprisingly, as if muttering to himself: "When I first read it in the book "Grateful Mother's Love", I also found it very touching." Peng Jianhua: "..." Ji Wanxuan Immediately pretended to be asleep, put the back of his head against the headrest, and secretly opened half of his eyes to look at him.When the red light turned green, Peng Jianhua stepped on the accelerator and finally said, "Read your review at the meeting next Monday morning." Ji Wanxuan's eyes widened: "Why? Am I not a victim?" Peng Jianhua snorted coldly : "Pull it down, people have said everything, including how you played with them last winter. You are capable, Ji Wanxuan, I haven't seen that you have a plan at a young age." Ji Wanxuan leaned her face On the cold car window.If he knew he had to write a self-criticism, why did he take this punch? He helped Gu Chenxing take the blame, and he didn't know how to explain to Ji Ning when he went back.Guessing that he was a little pitiful looking at his weeping little appearance, Director Peng asked with conscience: "Where are you still hurt? Is it serious?" Ji Wanxuan turned around, his face full of strength and fragility : "It's not serious, it's all skin trauma." Director Peng nodded: "Okay, I'll go for a run after reading the review that Monday. I won't make an exception for you." Ji Wanxuan was shocked: "Damn it." Director Peng Raise your voice: "What did you say?" Ji Wanxuan: "Director." Director Peng was annoyed: "Why?" "Am I good?"Is he nice?Director Peng sighed, reached out and rubbed his head vigorously: "Yes, yes, yes! You are the best child I have ever seen." He paused, and the two said in unison: "One." Ji Wanxuan Laughing out loud, she didn't even care about the pain on her face: "It's an honor! Thank you Director!" It was past ten o'clock when we arrived at the entrance of the alley. After repeating "thank you", "love you" and "be careful", someone finally robbed the ending of "goodbye" unbearably.The courtyard was quiet. Nie Ziyu went to bed early recently, and Uncle Nie and his wife followed suit.Ji Wanxuan returned to her home lightly, surprised and helpless to see a small star light on the armrest of the sofa.Mom will always wait for you to come home.Ji Wanxuan squatted next to the sofa, looking carefully at Ji Ning's peaceful sleeping face.So good looking, it's so nice of him to look like Mom.The small desk lamp was turned off, and the room became dark.Ji Wanxuan stretched his arms under Ji Ning's body, and hugged her with a muffled grunt. "...Am I that heavy?" Ji Ning lazily seemed to be talking in sleep, her eyes were still closed.Actually not heavy at all.Ji Wanxuan pursed her lips and smiled, intentionally annoying others: "You're so fat, mom." Ji Ning closed her eyes and pinched him.I came back too late today, and the homework hasn't even started yet.Ji Wanxuan came back from washing and closed the door, and took out her six homework from her schoolbag.Wu Huasheng writes quickly, and as soon as the math workbook reaches the corresponding page, the mobile phone he put on the table vibrates.Ji Wanxuan laughed when he turned on the screen, it was his object. "Hey, who are you looking for?" He pretended to be indifferent.Shen Fang seemed to have just taken out his homework, and followed him in a play: "Hello, is Ji Wanxuan here?" , there is sugar." Shen Fang put on the earphones, and started to solve the analytical geometry with a ruler in his hand: "But I found that you have no sugar in your pocket today, do you want chocolate, I will bring it tomorrow." "Eat!" Ji Wanxuan broke through quickly, "Oh, you're so annoying... I'll test you, how do you memorize Helen's Theorem?" Shen Fang read out a series of formulas without blinking while drawing auxiliary lines, Ji Wanxuan followed the mental calculation, After he finished speaking, he wrote the number in the answer position of the first fill-in-the-blank question.After writing a homework for more than two hours, it was almost one o'clock when I looked up again. Ji Wanxuan was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open.There is still an ancient poem that has not been silently written,