The Fragrant Romance of the Abandoned House

Qi Jingzhi went back to the kitchen to cook, Song Yi poured a glass of water and put it on the coffee table, "Sit down." He said to Steves.

"Where is Song An? Are you not at home?"

Song Yi took off his coat and sat down on the sofa. He looked at Steforth blankly, and after a few seconds he said, "She's gone."

Steerforth's hand holding the cup trembled, and he raised his head, "What, what do you mean?"

"She passed away," Song Yi said, "seven years ago."

Steerforth stood up abruptly with a startled look on his face, "What!? What are you kidding?" After looking at Song Yi in shock for a few seconds, he immediately covered his mouth again, "No, you can't Make fun of it."

Song Yi didn't speak, just sat silently.

Steerforth covered his mouth and stayed in place, staring at a corner of the ground with a dazed expression. The living room was surprisingly quiet, except for the occasional busy voice of Qi Jingzhi from the kitchen.

Qi Jingzhi was cooking in the kitchen, and he looked into the living room after a while, for fear that the two would accidentally start a fight, he had to keep an eye on him all the time, in case Song Yi suffered a loss, he could go up and help fight at any time, Zhengchou couldn't find him Chance to beat that bastard.

Steerforth stood for a long time before sitting down on the sofa again. His feet trembled a little, and he asked Song Yi in a heavy tone, "Why did she die? What happened?"

"You don't have to know."

"Why can't I know?" Steerforth stood up anxiously, changing his usual indifferent state.

Song Wei didn't know when he ran out of the room, but he didn't seem to notice the situation in the living room, and ran straight to the kitchen with messy hair.

Qi Jingzhi was taken aback by Xiao Luanmao who suddenly opened the door and entered, "Little pig, are you awake?"

"Big pig, I want to drink water." Song Wei habitually opened the refrigerator.

"It's getting cold, don't drink anything cold." Qi Jingzhi pulled him over, "I'll pour you some hot water."

"The hot water is too hot, I'm so thirsty, I want to drink now."

"I'll cool you down for a while." Qi Jingzhi poured a cup of hot water, took another empty cup, and poured the hot water back and forth between the two cups.

"Okay, it's not hot anymore." He handed the cool warm water to Song Wei.

Song Wei held the cup and took a long gulp. It seemed that he was really thirsty. He was so thirsty that he didn't even notice the two living people sitting in the living room, so he rushed to the kitchen in a daze.

Qi Jingzhi looked at the soup stewed in the pot, cut the fruit in his hand, and stared at the people in the living room intently. Song Wei wiped the water from his mouth, stretched his neck and glanced at the living room, "Uncle, what are you doing?" What? Are you chatting with that blond uncle?"

"Hmm..." Qi Jingzhi replied absent-mindedly, but still didn't leave the living room.

Song Wei was a little dissatisfied with Qi Jingzhi's ignorance, and tugged on his sleeve vigorously, "Big pig, come and play with me!"

"Eh? Huh?" Qi Jingzhi looked down at him, "I'm busy now, good boy, go play by yourself."

"I don't want it, why don't you play with me, let me tell you," Song Wei pulled Qi Jingzhi down, leaned into his ear, covered his mouth with his small hand and whispered in his ear: "I saw you two days ago. Uncle took something interesting, let me take you to have a look."

"Oh?" Qi Jingzhi was a little curious.

"I saw it in my uncle's room. I wanted to take it to play with, but he didn't agree, so I put it away." Song Wei pouted.

Qi Jingzhi smiled, "What is so precious that you are not willing to let you play with it?"

"I'll take you to see, it's a very beautiful little man."

Hearing "little man", Qi Jingzhi guessed that the good thing should be a handicraft given to Song Yi by himself, but he still followed Song Wei into Song Yi's room.

Out of curiosity, I wonder what the place Song Yi usually sleeps in is like.

I also want to confirm whether the thing that Song Yi cares about is the figure that I gave.

Song Yi's room is very clean, just as Qi Jingzhi imagined, with simple furnishings, although it is not cozy but not so cold.

Song Wei squatted in front of the bedside table with his butt pouted, and Qi Jingzhi squatted next to him and watched him open one drawer after another.

"Here!" Song Wei shouted happily, "Sure enough, it's here. Uncle likes to put good things here."

"Show me." Qi Jingzhi leaned over and saw a sewing box in the drawer, and a small white cloth bag next to it, which contained some animal-shaped rags.

Could it be that Song Yi used this stuff to sew him a pillow?

He chuckled, and took out the rags with great interest to have a look. Little pigs, kittens, bears... There are all kinds of styles, and they are quite cute.

However, no matter how he looked at it, he still felt that the two little things Song Yi sewed on the pillow were cuter.

Song Wei took out a small blue box from the drawer, "This, this, that little person is inside." He opened the box while speaking.

Qi Jingzhi saw that it was indeed a figure given by him, and there was a pile of light blue stuffed paper around it.

Qi Jingzhi took the handle out of the box, not knowing what it felt like.

Song Yi always makes him feel soft in his heart for no reason, and it has been like this since a long time ago.

"Doesn't it look good!" Song Weite asked loudly, almost startling someone who was still trapped in the gentle town.

Qi Jingzhi smiled and nodded, "It looks good."

"Hey, I'll show you." Song Wei took the handle with a smile and put it back in the box, "Uncle said it must be very important if I don't play with it, so I'll put it back for him. "He closed the box obediently.

"Baby, you are so cute." Qi Jingzhi happily kissed him on the forehead, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a rolled up paper at the bottom of the drawer.

"What is this?" He reached out and took out the piece of paper.

Qi Jingzhi unfolded the piece of paper, it was a painting, and the person on the painting...he was stunned.

"What what? What is it?" Song Wei came over curiously.

It was a sketch drawn with a black pen. The lines were simple but smooth. It seemed that it was drawn casually, because this drawing paper was their company's letterhead.

Even so, it is still very clear that the person in this painting is Qi Jingzhi.

It was the way he lowered his head.

"Isn't this brother!" Song Wei turned to look at Qi Jingzhi in surprise.

Qi Jingzhi was still in a daze, when suddenly he heard a "bang" outside, which sounded like glass was broken.

"What's the matter?!" Song Wei turned around in fright.

Qi Jingzhi stood up abruptly, and put the painting back in the drawer, "I'll go and have a look, Xiaowei, stay here and don't go out yet."

"What's the matter?" Song Wei looked a little worried.

Qi Jingzhi squatted down in front of him, and comforted him: "It's okay, your uncle may have quarreled with that uncle, I'll go and persuade him."

"Did they fight?"

"No," Qi Jingzhi pinched his face, "You are a man, aren't you? If you are a man, we are not afraid, right?"

Song Wei nodded vigorously, "Yes!"

"Great." Qi Jingzhi rubbed his head, "I'll go out and have a look, you stay here."

"Ok!"

After Qi Jingzhi walked out, he closed the door immediately, Song Yi and Steves stood in the living room, the scene was not as bad as he imagined, the two didn't seem to be fighting.The cup should have fallen to the ground just now, and there were broken glass all over the ground.

"Song Yi, no matter what, it is an indisputable fact that Song Wei is my child, and it is reasonable for me to take him away." Steerforth stroked the water on his clothes, "What happened back then was my child. Bastard, I'm not a good person. Your sister is pregnant. If she tells me, I will be responsible, but it's too late now. The only thing I can make up for is the child she left behind. I can give him better Life……"

"Get out." Song Yi pointed to the door.

Steerforth sighed and looked at Song Yi, "Even if you don't admit that the child is mine, it won't change the fact that I am his biological father. I hope you don't try to escape fearlessly."

Song Yi said softly "Get out" again, sounding weak.

Qi Jingzhi didn't speak, just stood aside frowning.Steerforth looked at Qi Jingzhi who was on the side, although his face was not very good, he finally left.

After Steerforth left, Song Yi squatted down and slowly picked up the glass shards on the ground and threw them into the trash can. At first, he picked them up one by one, but later he grabbed them and threw them in handfuls.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi hurried over, "Don't pick up Song Yi, you will get hurt, I'll clean it up later."

Song Yi acted as if he hadn't heard, still grabbing and throwing a handful, grasping very tightly, Qi Jingzhi saw a drop of blood spilling from his palm, and immediately grabbed his hand, "I told you not to pick it up again. !” He shouted angrily, forcibly opened his hand and removed the shards of glass in his hand.

He took out a few pieces of paper and pressed it on Song Yi's wound, held his face, touched Song Yi's forehead with his forehead, and said softly: "Song Wei's surname is Song, he is your sister's child, yes No one can take away your child."

Song Yi looked at Qi Jingzhi in a daze, his eyes were a little red.

"I won't let that bastard snatch Song Wei away." Qi Jingzhi touched the back of Song Yi's head.

After a long time, Song Yi's eyes gradually returned to his senses. He touched Qi Jingzhi's forehead, rubbed it lightly twice, and said hoarsely, "He is our child."

Qi Jingzhi smiled, gave a soft "um", and moved his mouth to press his lips.

"uncle!"

"Oh shit..." Qi Jingzhi was so frightened by Song Wei's silver-bell-like voice that he crawled on the ground, almost scratching his jaw with glass shards.

Fortunately, the two squatted low and were blocked by the sofa, so Song Wei didn't see them.

Otherwise, he might have grabbed a handful of glass shards and stuffed it into his mouth, to end the embarrassment with death.

"Is that blond uncle gone?" Song Wei ran over.

Qi Jingzhi pulled Song Yi to stand up, patted his knee, and said to Song Wei: "Let's go, we beat him away."

"Yeah, did you really fight?"

"No, it was just the two of us beating him up, and he didn't dare to fight back." Qi Jingzhi babbled nonsense without blinking his eyes, "I'll tell you, little pig, when we see that person in the future, stay away and see him coming Don't open the door at home, he wants to take revenge on your uncle."

"Really? Then I will definitely check when I open the door!" Song Wei said with a serious face.

Song Yi stood aside and smiled as he watched Qi Jingzhi rambling, his palms ached.

Qi Jingzhi grabbed his hand, pulled him towards the room, and said, "Go and bandage it."

"What's the matter, uncle?"

"He hurt his hand when he beat the golden retriever monster. I'll give him some medicine. I've almost cooked the meal. It's all your favorite food. You should go to the kitchen to eat, little pig head," he pointed to the ground. the glass, "Stay away from here, I'll come and clean it up later."

"Got it!" Song Wei happily ran into the kitchen.