big master, big liar

When they arrived at the restaurant, Fang Qiutang and Ji Ni had booked the second floor of the restaurant early on, ordered some food and wine, and only waited for Song Xuan and Ji Yunxi to take their seats.

When Fang Qiutang saw Song Xuan with a full beard and tail, his eyes were narrowed into a smirk, and he complained: "I wanted to go to the Yamen to watch you get punished, but that bastard Ji Ni wouldn't let me go, saying yes I, the person involved in the case, will only add to your confusion in the past..."

Song Xuan smiled and pushed Fang Qiutang: "You just pay the money and let us cheat. Who cares if you come or not?"

Fang Qiutang swears and swears, but still lets a few people sit at the table. When she sees Zhu Yang, she doesn't ask any more questions. Instead, she smiles and asks Song Xuan if he is comfortable in the class room.

Song Xuan knew in his heart that Fang Qiutang was thinking about the hardships he had suffered in the classroom, but he couldn't hide his face and care about him in a roundabout way.

Then he smiled and replied: "I didn't think sitting in the class room was so good, but after seeing you when I came out, I still feel comfortable inside."

Fang Qiutang glared at him sideways: "If I knew it earlier, I should have let you go to jail, so I wouldn't have to cheat my money."

"I was already poor and empty, and I couldn't afford a few taels of silver, and you were tricked into it." Fang Qiutang said angrily. "Big loss!"

Song Xuan lowered his voice and joked: "What? You won't get some money from Boss Ji?"

He knew that Fang Qiutang and Ji Ni had reconciled, so he spoke without any scruples.

"Then how shameless am I?" Fang Qiutang snorted through his nostrils. "His old man will always be his old man. Only the old man gives his son pocket money. How can an old man bow his head to his son?"

Song Xuan was amused when he heard this: "Since when did you become someone's father? Are you not afraid of losing your life?"

"Whether I pissed or not, how far is it from his own father?" Fang Qiutang only taught Ji Ni a few days ago, and now he is arrogant again.

Just at this moment, Ji Ni had just sent someone to bring up the drinks, he leaned over and asked with a smile, "Brother Song, what are you talking about?"

Fang Qiutang coughed and said nothing.

"Your son said..." Song Xuan was kicked hard by Fang Qiutang in the middle of speaking, and gave him an extra look like a knife.

"Don't care about what you shouldn't care about, just go and play." Fang Qiutang said.

Ji Ni showed an inexplicable look, but obediently ran to the side to ask Ji Yunxi what he wanted to eat.

Instead, Song Xuan figured out the smell.

The little thought of the other party Qiutang in the emotional season has not been exposed yet.

Fang Qiutang is still half brother and half son to Ji Ni, more than intimate, but not ambiguous at all.Bossing around is just like the old days, relentless.

I'm afraid some of Ji Nitrate will be boiled.

Song Xuan couldn't help thinking of him: "You only have the ability to bully Ji Ni. He's such a big man now, don't you want to save him any face?"

"Don't be fooled by him pretending to be like that, he is also Boss Ji outside, and here I am—"

Song Xuan thought he would say, he is a younger brother to me.

But what Fang Qiutang said was: "In my place, he is Ji Ni."

Song Xuan laughed: "That's fine."

The way of getting along between these two people is different from that of ordinary people. Outsiders can't get involved easily, and rashly pointing fingers will ruin the friendship between these two people.

Song Xuan didn't want to talk anymore.

At the other end, he heard that Ji Ni was recommending a famous dish to Ji Yunxi, and hurried over to stop him: "Don't listen to him, this is not a good thing, it's made of live rats, and it's used to trick outsiders."

When Ji Ni heard this, he yelled: "Brother Song, you used this to trick me back then."

Song Xuan glared at him: "You also know that I left it from playing, and you dare to use it to cheat me?"

Ji Ni was aggrieved and went to Fang Qiutang to comfort her, but Fang Qiutang gave him a supercilious look, scolding him for not being secretive enough, which made Song Xuan catch him.

It can be seen that Fang Qiutang also wanted to see Ji Yunxi eat mice.

Song Xuan flipped through the recipe, and stuffed it into Ji Yunxi's hands: "Don't bother with them, a nest of snakes and rats is not a good thing. You can order anything else on this list, don't save Fang Qiutang money."

Fang Qiutang imitated the accent in the opera, babbling and pretending to cry.

Ji Ni also followed suit, and the two idiots sang together, it was really a match made in heaven.

Ji Yunxi was in a daze.

宋玄以为他喜静：“怎么？嫌他们两个吵？”

"No," Ji Yunxi raised his eyes slightly, looking at Song Xuan quietly. "I was just thinking, have you been living such a lively life all these years?"

Song Xuan smiled wryly and shook his head: "Where, it's much more lively than this. You haven't seen it before. In the beginning, we were much more miserable than now. We were busy and poor, and there was a lot of trouble all day long."

Especially when Fang Qiutang first bought Ji Nitrate, everything was just getting started. Song Xuan had to go out to tell fortunes during the day, and when he came back at night, he had to follow Fang Qiutang to clean up the ghosts and monsters that Ji Nitrate had attracted.

At that time, Song Xuan always felt that he was like a dull husband supporting his wife, watching Bai Qiutang act like a shrew in the market, arguing with people for hundreds of rounds, and finally came back victorious with a complete victory.

Behind him was Ji Ni, who was full of admiration, and Song Xuan, who was full of exhaustion.

Ji Yunxi's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he showed a faint smile: "This is very good."

He couldn't describe how he felt at the moment.

During the time when Song Xuan left him, he did not experience the most numb and walking corpse-like life like him. He was vaguely happy for Song Xuan.

And during these very lively years of Song Xuan, without the slightest trace of him, Ji Yunxi couldn't help feeling a little jealous.

He has always been such a selfish and narrow-minded person, until he met Song Xuan, he gave birth to a little bit of kindness, but all of it was returned to Song Xuan.

On the contrary, the jealousy born of love nourished in his heart day after day.

And the conflict and entanglement between the two is the emotion that Ji Yunxi can't express.

He guessed that he was in love with Song Xuan.

It's not Song Xuan's nonsense love that is rooted in love and limited to reason, nor is it the pure and flawless saint-like perfection that those storytellers say.

It's a more complex, frenetic mood.

It makes Ji Yunxi want to hide, but expects the other party to find out.

He didn't want Song Xuan to see his embarrassment, but he couldn't help but want to show the ugliest emotion naked in front of him.

Even Ji Yunxi couldn't help but find it ridiculous.

How could he beg for another person's acceptance when he obviously hated it himself?

Especially the clean Song Xuan.

Ji Yunxi thought too much, and talked less during the dinner, and started drinking instead.

Song Xuan watched Ji Yunxi pour himself a whole pot, wondering why he suddenly became greedy.

But he still couldn't help stretching out his hand to stop him: "The wine here is no better than Hengyang, it's easy to drink."

"It's okay, I don't drink too much." Ji Yunxi smiled: "Song Xuan, it would be great if you were like me."

Song Xuan didn't understand.

But I heard Ji Yunxi muttering to himself: "No, don't be like me."

"It's fine with you."

Even though she didn't even move her chopsticks, Ji Yunxi had already emptied two pots.

Everyone said drinking to drown their sorrows, Song Xuan couldn't help worrying, did Ji Yunxi worry too much?

Song Xuan couldn't help but think of the first thing.

Before this turmoil, he was originally having trouble with Ji Yunxi.

Did he have some troubles of his own, or was he worried about the difficulty of the road back to Beijing?

Or both?

Song Xuan frowned, and took Ji Yunxi's wine.

Ji Yunxi was not annoyed, she squinted her eyes, and fell asleep on the table.

The appearance lying on the table is well-behaved and obedient, very pleasing.

Fang Qiutang seemed to have sung the melody to the fullest, and saw Ji Yunxi's cheeks flushed, as if sleeping soundly: "Is this—?"

"I drank a lot of wine, it should be because of the smell of alcohol." Song Xuan said.

Sifang City's wine is not good at this point, it is soft and sweet in the mouth, but it is the easiest to get drunk.

Just like this realm, on the surface, it is the easiest way to see the drunken life, dreaming and dying, singing and dancing.

"Still young," Fang Qiutang also drank some wine, but he was not drunk. "Song Xuan, what are you going to do next, and send him back to Beijing?"

That is to say, when Ji Yunxi was drunk, he would ask in person.

"Of course," Song Xuan replied without thinking. "You also know that his situation is not good now. I can't let him go to Beijing alone."

"I think he's fine by himself." Fang Qiutang couldn't control his mouth after drinking. "If you can mix with Ji Ni, what kind of soft rabbit can you be?"

Ji Ni was standing beside him, listening to him tell the truth with smiling eyes.

"You brat think I don't know? You two are avoiding me and Song Xuan, you must be working on some shady lawsuits." Fang Qiutang turned his head and grabbed Ji Ni and said. "Yes or no?"

Ji Ni nodded, still holding it in his hands: "My lord knows things like a god."

Only then did Fang Qiutang burp in satisfaction, and turned to bragging about his reasoning ability.

Song Xuan covered Ji Yunxi with a dress.

Fang Qiutang was right, Ji Yunxi was not weak and harmless.

In other words, the only thing that Ji Yunxi is truly harmless is his frail and sickly skin.

But so what?

Even if Ji Yunxi was a strong man who could pull up weeping willows upside down, Song Xuan would not let him embark on that uncertain road alone.

After all, there wasn't much he could do for Ji Yunxi.