The Fragrant Romance of the Abandoned House

Song Yi guessed right before. The "pretty little girl" who went to his house last time was Lou Jia. When he was eating in the company restaurant at noon, he looked at the chattering woman sitting in front of him, and he suddenly felt that he was moving. To move to the moon, this woman has to fly up on a rocket.

"Why didn't you tell me you moved, so I didn't find you when I went looking for you." Lou Jia took a small piece of beef and put it in his mouth.

"Didn't you find it now?" Song Yi replied lightly, and continued to ask: "How do you know where my new home is?"

Lou Jia blinked: "Huh?"

"Did you go to my new house a few days ago? How do you know where I live?"

"This...you can find out if you inquire about it."

"But I didn't tell anyone about my move." Song Yi put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at her.

He has always been puzzled since before, and this woman seems to know almost all of his activities in the company.He can't control Lou Jia's interest in him, but it really disgusts him to intervene in his life like no one else.

Lou Jia also put down her chopsticks, stretched out her hands to brush her long hair around her face, and said hesitantly, "Are you upset that I asked for your address?"

"No, I just don't like people getting too involved in my private life."

When Lou Jia heard this, she immediately became anxious, "I didn't interfere in your private life, isn't it normal for colleagues to find out where each other lives?"

"Then you can ask me in person normally, why bother to ask someone in private?"

"I……"

Lou Jia hadn't spoken the words to explain, when he heard a "bang", and the whole restaurant fell silent.

Song Yi looked in the direction of the sound and saw Qi Jingzhi jumping up and down like a monkey with a dinner plate, he chuckled and said softly, "Bear-like."

The voice was faint, but it was still heard by Lou Jia. She turned her head and looked at Song Yi with some doubts.

"Fuck, Xu Xiaotian, what are you doing?" Qi Jingzhi hurriedly shook off the soup on his clothes, "Are you trying to scald me to death?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Xu Xiaotian picked up the soup bowl on the ground, and hurriedly took out a tissue to help Qi Jingzhi wipe his clothes.

The two hurriedly cleaned up the leftovers that had fallen on the floor, and rushed to the bathroom.

"Did you dig out your brain and put it at home when you went out today?" Qi Jingzhi squeezed some hand sanitizer and rubbed his clothes vigorously, "I've been out of my mind since the morning, and I copied a document and gave my finger I copied it in, and just now I had a meal and poured soup all over my body..."

Xu Xiaotian leaned on the sink, looking a little bored, "I have encountered a troublesome thing recently."

"what happened?"

"I had a client these few days, and that person liked calligraphy. Manager Wang asked someone to find a famous artist to write a calligraphy for him. I am in charge of this client, and the minister gave me the calligraphy two days ago. Yes, but yesterday when I was clearing the table, I accidentally turned over the water glass on that word."

"It seems that your brain was picked out two days ago and thrown at home." Qi Jingzhi shook his head.

Xu Xiaotian slammed his shoulder hard, "You're still talking sarcasticly, I'm almost going to have a nervous breakdown these two days, so I almost went to greet my boss with my head up."

"What happened to that word?"

"What else can I do? It's wet and wrinkled. I'm going to give it away next week. I don't even know how to tell my boss." Xu Xiaotian's tone sounded relaxed, as if nothing serious had happened, but never Judging from his frowning expression, he knew that this matter should be quite big.

Qi Jingzhi squeezed the water from his clothes and said, "Show me your words when you get off work."

After washing for a long time, not only the soup stains were not cleaned, but more than half of the clothes were wet, sticking to Qi Jingzhi's stomach, and the air conditioner in the office was blowing, and it was cold and uncomfortable. Reminding him to "pay attention to his image", he still decided to change his clothes.

Qi Jingzhi found a T-shirt in the cabinet in the staff lounge. A small shop was held near the company two days ago, and he sneaked out during his lunch break to buy some accessories, including this T-shirt. , and then I threw it in the cabinet and forgot about it, and today it is considered useful.

Just as he was taking off his wet clothes and anxiously trying to put the T-shirt on, he lowered his head and saw the little girl who was naked and had a good time.

This fucking is better than naked.

"Fuck." Qi Jingzhi cursed, holding his clothes and sticking to the spot.

Song Yi walked in with a coffee cup, saw Bai Huahua's back, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Qi Jingzhi turned around, facing Song Yi shirtless and naked.

Song Yi bent down to take some water, raised his head and asked, "Exhibitionist?"

"Put...you ball."

"Tsk tsk, swearing is so cute now?" Song Yi smiled and drank his saliva, "Little one."

"Fuck, you mess with me when you say dirty words, and you laugh at me if you don't say it, fuck off."

After driving Song Yi out, Qi Jingzhi took his clothes and sighed.

Wear that wet one, it feels uncomfortable, wear this peripheral one, maybe you will be taken away by the security guards.

He hesitated for a long time staring at the pattern on the clothes, and finally turned the T-shirt over and put it on his body.

Wearing clothes backwards is something normal people can't do, but rather than exposing his attributes, Qi Jingzhi decided to be an abnormal person.

As soon as he sat down, Xu Xiaotian asked, "Did you change your clothes?"

"Well, remember to pay for my clothes, the soup can't even wash off."

"That's for sure, I'm really sorry just now."

When he was off work, Qi Jingzhi followed Xu Xiaotian into the coffee shop downstairs of the company, along the way Xu Xiaotian sneaked around and poked around, like an underground party secretly connecting, his behavior was extremely suspicious.

"You're fucking playing the king, you're so wretched." Qi Jingzhi glanced at him and sat down on the chair.

"I have to be careful, if someone sees me, I'll just cool off."

"It's cool in the morning and cool in the evening, and it's cool in the morning and early in life."

"Hey! Do you still have any humanity?"

"Why not, isn't this just helping you to make suggestions. As for the words, let me have a look."

Xu Xiaotian unfolded the rolled-up characters and spread them in front of Qi Jingzhi. During the period, he looked around wretchedly, "I said, what are you doing here? The characters are written now, there is no second one."

"If there is no second one, let's get him a second one."

"What do you mean?"

Qi Jingzhi held up the calligraphy and looked at it, "It's still framed, you really know how to spoil things."

"I'm almost bald, so don't make sarcastic remarks."

Qi Jingzhi rolled up the characters again, and said to Xu Xiaotian: "Tomorrow, find a place that sells pens and inks, and go buy paper and inks that are the same as this character."

"what?"

"Ah, what? Just give the characters to the people in the store. They can recognize them and they will help you choose. By the way, go and carve a chapter, it should be exactly the same as the picture."

"No, what do you mean? Why didn't I understand?"

"The author of this painting." Qi Jingzhi touched the side of the scroll with his hand, "I have imitated his works before, and I still have some ideas about the brushstrokes. Brother will help you imitate one for free, but the paper, ink and frame You have to pay for the money, I haven’t written for a long time, I only have a pen at home.”

"You know calligraphy??!" Xu Xiaotian looked at Qi Jingzhi in surprise.

"Does it need to be such a surprise?"

"Need it! You are like this..." Xu Xiaotian gestured twice on him with his hand.

"Fuck you, what's wrong with me?" Qi Jingzhi slapped his hand away vigorously, "I won't write anymore."

"Hey don't! But, can we really get away with this? What if people find out?"

"Then it's none of my business. I'll just write, and you're responsible for the rest. I'm reluctant to wade through this muddy water because you usually take good care of me. It's best if you can get through it. If you can't ..." Qi Jingzhi patted Xu Xiaotian on the shoulder, "If you can't, you can buy a coffin in advance."

"Depend on!"

"Whether to raise your head to see Song Yi, or take a gamble and let me make a fake, you choose yourself."

Xu Xiaotian lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head, looked at Qi Jingzhi with death-defying expression on his face, and said, "Gamble!"

Qi Jingzhi nodded in relief, "I'm rushing to hell with you, I have to write a good one for you too. Remember to bring something to my house tomorrow to find me."

"Fuck, why am I so panicked when I hear your words, can you still do it?"

Qi Jingzhi touched his chin, intentionally scaring him: "It may not be possible."

"Depend on!?"

After Qi Jingzhi returned home, he went to Song Yi's house as soon as he finished dinner, just to see Song Wei, and he brought a good thing with him.

In the past few days, he has been running around Song Wei's house quite frequently, and the little guy has already been able to figure out the pattern of his coming. Basically, he can see a little light yellow curly hair as soon as he opens the door.

"Brother, you are here!" Song Wei hugged Qi Jingzhi's leg.

Qi Jingzhi knelt down and kissed him on the cheek, "Here I come, little pig."

Looking at a group of dead faces in the office every day, especially Minister Song's paralyzed face, and Song Wei's fleshy face like a doll, my mood improved a lot.

"I brought you something nice today." Qi Jingzhi sat on the sofa with Song Wei in his arms.

"what? What?"

Qi Jingzhi took out the walkie-talkie from his pocket and held it up in front of Song Wei, "Dang Dang Dang!"

"What is this?" Song Wei took the walkie-talkie curiously.

"This is called a walkie-talkie. Don't you have a mobile phone? Use this to contact me in the future, so that you don't have to ask your uncle to call me every time you want to find me."

"Wow! Can I call you with this?"

"Uh... that's about the function, there's no difference in nature." Qi Jingzhi rubbed Song Wei's face, not bothering to explain.

"How is this used?"

"This is the on/off key. It can only be used after it is turned on. If you want to speak, press and hold this key..."

Song Yi got off work early today, so he asked Aunt Zhang to go home first, and planned to cook dinner for Song Wei by himself. Qi Jingzhi came to his house frequently recently, and he was no longer surprised.

He was busy in the kitchen, looking up at the two people sitting cross-legged on the sofa from time to time.

It's been a long time, he hasn't seen Song Wei smiling so happily for a long time.

Since he moved, he has been smiling every day, whenever Qi Jingzhi came, he would laugh so hard that he couldn't hold it back.

Qi Jingzhi sat cross-legged on the sofa, and said to the walkie-talkie: "Dong Yao, Dong Yao, I'm Dongguai, call Little Zhutou, call Little Zhutou, please answer if you receive it, please answer if you receive it."

Lying in Qi Jingzhi's arms, Song Wei was giggling, out of breath, and replied into the walkie-talkie: "I got the big pig's head, I got the big pig's head."

"Oh stinky thing, you still learned badly, and you actually called me a big pig head." Qi Jingzhi rubbed Song Wei's curly hair vigorously.

Song Yi came over and saw the raised logo on Qi Jingzhi's neck, he leaned over and stretched out his fingers to hook up the logo, and said, "You wear clothes backwards, your fashion sense is quite unique."