I have been following you

Ji Shao was awakened by a burst of urine, he turned over and hugged the person whose back was facing him, put his back against him, and raised one leg to fight the other person.

Kissed a few times in a daze, Ji Shao lay beside the other's ear, "Go pee?"

Cui Yu's eyelids did not open, "I won't go."

Ji Shao rubbed the back of Cui Yu's neck and yawned, "You will definitely want to urinate before dawn, why don't you go with me to turn on the water, two people pee, it won't be so boring."

"It also saves water."

Cui Yu, "..." The second half of the sentence is the key point.

He came back from the underworld for only a moment.

If it wasn't for the intervention from above, he and Cui Jue wouldn't have let the matter go so easily.

He tried his best, and there was no way back.

"Let's go?" Ji Shao reached into Cui Yu's pants, spread his five fingers and grabbed a handful, "I can't hold it any longer."

When Cui Yu was touched by him, he suddenly felt like urinating.

The two dawdled in bed for a minute or two, but they still didn't get out of bed.

Ji Shao groped around with his feet, "Did you find that sock?"

Cui Yu was in charge of his side, "No."

"Fuck, don't lift the quilt!" Ji Shao went crazy, "All the air-conditioning has come in."

Cui Yu put the quilt back helplessly and pressed it down smoothly.

Seeing Ji Shao shrinking into the bed coldly, but still determined not to give up, he had to find his other sock and put it on, otherwise he would not go down, Cui Yu said, "I'll get you a bottle."

"Catch the urine."

Ji Shao, "..."

He finally got out of bed with one bare foot because his bladder was tight.

It was less than five o'clock, and it was pitch black.

Ji Shao and Cui Yu stood in front of the toilet, holding the bird urgently with their hands.

The sound of splashing water sounded in the silent bathroom.

"Your ones are not as thick as mine."

"Ah."

"Nor mine."

"Ah."

"The hair is sparse, not as dense as mine."

"Ah."

After the comparison, Ji Shao shook comfortably, put Xiao Ji Ji back, and adjusted his position.

Cui Yu asked while turning on the water, "Ji Shao, how old do you want your father to live?"

"Huh?" Ji Shao was staring at Cui Yu's little Cui Cui, "How old are you?"

"Does it need to be said?" He raised the corner of his mouth and showed a smile, "Of course it's a long life."

Cui's eyes flashed, but there was silence in his eyes.

"You want your dad to live to be a hundred?"

Ji Shao didn't understand, so he nodded in Cui Yu's overly serious expression.

After a long time, Ji Shao came out of a strange state, "Who would think that life is short."

"Cui Yu, why are you asking me this?"

"Just ask."

Ji Shao covered Cui Yu's head with his palm and pinched it, "Tell the truth."

Cui Yu pursed her lips, dimples appeared on her cheeks, "I'm just too sleepy, so just say something."

He buttoned a few buttons on the crotch of his long johns, "Go and wash your hands."

Ji Shao shook his head decisively, "I won't wash it anymore."

Cui Yu's face twitched slightly.

He turned on the faucet and washed his hands casually, "It's not cold."

Ji Shao stretched out his hand, and the cold water touched his fingers. He took a breath, quickly retracted his hand, and wiped it on the towel.

"Isn't it cold?" After that moment, the drowsiness disappeared.

Cui Yu pulled Ji Shao, turned off the light with the other hand, "Go back to bed and cover your hands."

"That's what you said." Ji Shao raised his eyelids, and the sentence he said just now suddenly popped up in his mind.

Longevity.

In the room near the door, Father Ji opened his eyes.

He seemed to be dreaming. In the dream, he went to a place and came back again. He had no memory of the specific place.

Mother Ji next to her questioned, with sleepiness, "Gao Rui?"

"Thirsty." Ji Gaorui said, "I'll get up and get a glass of water."

In the dark, he found a coat on the quilt at the head of the bed and put it on, then went out by touching the wall, and turned on the light after leaving the room, fearing that the light would affect his wife's sleep.

The living room is more spacious and colder than the room.

Ji Gaorui went to the kitchen to check the water bottle, but there was no water in it, so he filled the water bottle halfway and plugged it in.

Glancing at the two noodle bowls on the stove, he shook his head, they must have been eaten by Xiao Shao and Xiao Cui, and they were left unwashed.

The water boiled, and Ji Gaorui quickly washed the two bowls.

A while later, Ji Gaorui returned to his room with the teapot in his hand, and when he passed by the rocking chair placed in the corner, he didn't know what happened, he wanted to sit on it.

Thinking so in his heart, Ji Gaorui swayed his footsteps, and he sat on the rocking chair, shaking it.

Two figures appeared in the void, one white and one black.

"How did he come back from the underworld?"

"I don't know."

Bai Wuchang put his sleeves on his sleeves, muttering, "Ji Shao must have done it, he changed Ji Gaorui's fate, something big is going to happen, old black, what do you think?"

Heiwuchang sullenly said, "Not at all."

"..." Bai Wuchang rolled his eyes, "You are just boring."

"Old Hei, do you think this Ji Gaorui is a living person, a dead person, or a ghost?"

Bai Wuchang waited and waited, and waited again, "I'm asking you something!"

The man beside him stared straight at the kitchen without saying a word.

"Hungry?" Bai Wuchang said incredulously, "You don't want to eat something, do you?"

He has been with this old ghost for many years, and he has never seen that kind of expression on the other side, which is similar to longing, even when he was drinking Grandma's soup.

"You were the one who took Ji Gaorui away at that time. Did something happen? What was the cause of Ji Gaorui's death?"

Bai Wuchang asked several questions in succession.

There was a little fluctuation in Heiwuchang's eyes, and it was fleeting.

"I don't think you are a nerd, but a mute."

Bai Wuchang said it on his own, without any surprises, and if he didn't get any response, the quarrel would be even more impossible.

Only he himself is angry.

Speaking of which, Lisheng was brought into hell by Lao Hei, and Lao Hei was also involved in what happened later.

"Old Hei, have you noticed?" Bai Wuchang said suddenly, "Ji Shao is Li Sheng's tenth reincarnation, and it is the most similar to Li Sheng's reincarnation."

They have seen the previous nine lives, they are not very similar, only this life.

There are at least six or seven separate birth shadows.

Hei Wuchang was indifferent, almost imperceptible, his teeth clenched tightly.

"Two more years." Bai Wuchang stretched out two fingers.

Every life stops at 20 years old.

This time it was the end, Bai Wuchang sighed in his heart, they all watched Cui Yu being defeated again and again.

If it were him, it would be impossible to force himself to be so miserable.

A ghost is a ghost, and it has long been unable to live a human life, so why dig out the seven emotions and six desires again.

Heiwuchang looked down from top to bottom, and stopped on the white floor tiles.

"Cui Yu and Ji Shao slept together." Bai Wuchang looked curious, "I don't know how they sleep."

Heiwuchang said coldly, "You are no different from those gossiping women."

Bai Wuchang's mouth twitched.

"Go back, Ji Gaorui is here, he can't run away, and it's impossible to bring him back. What to do is not our business."

After Bai Wuchang finished speaking, he left first. Before he left, he glanced at the direction of the second bedroom.

Hei Wuchang didn't leave, he took a few steps forward, put his palm on Ji Gaorui's Tianling cover, an inch away, brushed it flat, opened and closed his lips, and read something.

Ji Gaorui snorted, why did he hear a voice just now?

He looked back and forth and left and right.

A gust of wind blew up from behind, Ji Gaorui shivered reflexively, and he got up from the rocking chair with the teacup in his hand.

When turning back to the room, Ji Gaorui looked back again.

Maybe it was because he moved too much just now, the rocking chair was still shaking, as if... there was someone lying on it.

Ji Gaorui's heart was a little fuzzy, he shook his head, he had lived a long time, how could he still be inferior to a child, thinking about something that didn't exist.

The next day, Ji Shao woke up earlier than Cui Yu.

He unconsciously opened his eyes to look at the ceiling, his eyes were sore, and only then did he regain consciousness.

Cui Yu didn't need anyone to sleep and rest, so when Ji Shao woke up, he already knew it, but he didn't want to get out of Ji Shao's arms.

One hand was placed on his earlobe, and the fingertips were gently kneaded.

Cui Yu was rubbed several times and couldn't pretend anymore.

Ji Shao rubbed and laughed, "Are you awake?"

Cui Yu hummed, "Stop rubbing, your dad is at the door."

Ji Shao calmed down in an instant. He pulled down a little of the quilt and listened carefully, but there was no movement at the door.

"You play with me?"

Cui Yu's autumn clothes were lifted up, it was wet and itchy, his ears were hot, "I didn't play with you, your dad was really standing there."

"Leave him alone." Ji Shao kicked off his trouser legs.

Cui Yu's thoughts were forcibly brought into Gogou by Ji Shao.

The two were in full swing under the covers.

The door suddenly swung open, and Ji Gaorui strode in, "Xiao Shao, get up quickly, and follow me to the furniture market in the city."

Ji Shao, who was about to fight hard, "..."

Cui Yu, who was waiting for the battle, "..."

He pursed his lips, but fortunately they were not broken.

As long as he is with Ji Shao, he will easily lose control.

Cui Yu scratched Ji Shao with his hands under the blanket, you put on your clothes first and get up.

Ji Shao's hand was scratched, he immediately understood the meaning, and scratched Cui Yu too, don't worry, I won't get up.

The two scratched each other, and all four eyes fell on Ji Gaorui.

"Dad, why didn't you knock on the door when you came in?" Ji Shao's forehead twitched, and now he was stuck in the middle of the road, unable to get in or out, and unable to move at all.

Ji Gaorui thought, I need to knock on the door when I enter my son's room?He thought again that the current generation demands more than they did then.

"Knock next time."

"Xiao Cui, do you have a fever?" Ji Gaorui felt strange, the child's face was so red and sweaty.

Cui Yu shook his head, "No."

He moved forward a little.

Ji Shao snorted, it was cool.

"There is a thermometer at home. I'll ask your aunt to find it for you later. It's better to have a look."

Ji Gaorui came over with concern, Ji Shao quickly stretched out his hand, and pressed all the quilts on Cui Yu's place tightly, as if protecting his private property.