Picked up a crying bag

After hearing what Jing Ji said, Yin Xiu pressed hard on the bruise on Kou Bai's back, and said, "Humph?"

Kou Bai gave Yin Xiu an aggrieved look, and sure enough he stopped humming.

However, the interaction between the two of them caused Zhang Tian who was next to him to take a few more glances.

Zhang Tian thought in his heart, why Kou Baineng has such a good relationship with the new Mr. Yin?

Not right, very wrong.

After Yin Xiu applied the medicine to Kou Bai, he treated Jing Ji's arm injury.

Four blood holes were punched out by the knuckles on Jing Ji's arm, but fortunately, the clothes blocked it, causing only shallow blood holes, not serious.

After applying the medicine and bandaging, Yin Xiu wanted to check if there were any bruises on Jing Ji's body, but Jing Ji refused.

He said that except for this wound, he was not beaten at all, so he didn't need to check.

Yin Xiu didn't force it, and told Jing Ji to come to him if he had any problems.

Then he explained a few more words that the wound should not touch the water, and sent several of them home.

Although it was already very late, He Shiqi still went to Jing Ji's house to make supper for Jing Ji before returning home.

Opening the door, the whole room was very dark except for the dim light in the toilet.

He Shiqi felt a little strange, usually He Ya should have fallen asleep at this time, so he walked gently towards the toilet.

"Uh, uh."

He saw He Ya covering her stomach, supporting the water tank, burying her head on the toilet and throwing up.

Her complexion was extremely pale, and the warm yellow light could not conceal her pale complexion.

"Uh, uh." There was another sound of vomiting, and He Ya's expression became more painful.

"Are you okay?" He Shiyong hurried forward to hold He Ya's arm, trying to give her support.

"You..." Seeing He Shiji, He Ya trembled violently, her face turned even paler, obviously frightened.

She pushed He Shiji away in a panic, and pressed the flush button of the toilet.

"Clatter, clatter." The vomit was washed away.

While beating He Shiyong, He Ya pushed He Shiyong away, "Get out, get out, what are you doing here?"

"I'll see what's wrong with you." Feeling the subtle pain coming from his body, He Shiqi didn't go out immediately.

"I don't want to see you, you little bastard, get out." He Ya's eyes were filled with scarlet, and he roared viciously.

After He Shiyong heard those three words, his pupils trembled, his whole body was stiff, and he couldn't react at all.

Those subtle pains were suddenly magnified, like sharp knives, piercing straight at him.

After pushing He Shiyong out, He Ya leaned against the door and slumped weakly on the ground.

She tightly covered her mouth to prevent her crying from overflowing, and she... had already burst into tears.

He Ya cried fiercely, as if she wanted to cry out everything she had endured.

"Uh, uh." She stood up abruptly, and buried herself on the toilet, throwing up in the dark.

This time the vomiting was worse than every time before, as if she wanted to vomit out all her internal organs.

The water in the toilet was gradually dyed red, and He Ya's face was almost transparent, as if it would disappear in the next moment.

She choked her stomach, where there was a huge, hard lump.

When He Shiyong came back to his senses, he found that he had been pushed out of the bathroom, and the door of the bathroom was also closed.

He stood outside the bathroom door with his head bowed, the darkness around him was like an endless abyss, and if he took one more step, his body would be crushed to pieces.

Only by standing here can He Shiqi feel the light in himself.

The sound of vomiting inside the door stopped and rang again, and then stopped, He Shiyi didn't know how long he had stood outside the door.

It's been so long that the alarm clock on his mobile phone keeps vibrating.

Alarm clock?

He Shiqi's scattered thoughts suddenly returned, he took out his mobile phone, and looked at the caller ID on the mobile phone to realize that it was not an alarm clock at all, but a call from Jing Ji.

His mobile phone is too old, and the frequency screen has been dropped, making the touch screen unresponsive.

The phone kept ringing, as if urging He Shiqi to move faster.

He Shiyong anxiously tapped the green button to answer the call, but no matter how he pressed it, he couldn't answer the call.

Just when he was about to give up answering the phone and go directly to Jing Ji, the phone was connected.

As soon as the call was made, Jing Ji's displeased voice came from the phone: "Are you deaf? I can hear your phone ringing tm at my house, and you haven't answered it for a long time."

Hearing Jing Ji's voice, the tears in He Shiyong's eyes finally slipped down his face, but the corners of his mouth turned up.

"What do you want from me?" He Shiyong asked a little choked up.

"Are you crying?" Jing Ji was silent for a while before saying, "...I shouldn't scold you, I'm sorry."

"No, no, I didn't cry, I just choked on the water." He Shi timidly wiped his face a few times, as if he was afraid that Jing Ji would find out, but he forgot that they were on the phone .

"Well, it's fine if you don't cry." Even though He Shiyao explained it like this, Jing Ji still couldn't help but lower her tone, "Come here and do me a favor, I can't help it because my hand is hurt."

"Okay, okay, I'll be right over." He Shiyong nodded.

After hanging up the phone, He Shiyong hurriedly walked outside the house.

At that moment, he was no longer imprisoned by darkness, because the light that belonged to him was waiting for him in front.

After entering Jing Ji's house, He Shiyong felt a strange sense of relaxation.

He asked, "What can I do for you?"

Jing Ji stood there in embarrassment, with erratic eyes, and said stammeringly: "Well, you, help me wash... my hair?"

The moment he said that, Jing Ji regretted it.

If you can't wash your hair, you don't wash it, and you still ask others to wash it for you like a little girl, is it useless? !

"Forget it, forget it," Jing Ji brushed her hair irritably, and said, "I won't wash it, you can go back."

Hearing that Jing Ji wanted to let him go back, He Shiyong hurriedly said: "I can wash it for you. If your hands are not convenient, I will help you." He also urged Jing Ji to leave quickly.

In the end, He Shiyong moved a stool for Jing Ji and put it in front of the sink.

Jing Ji sat on the stool, while He Shiyong stood beside him and washed his hair.

One good thing about Jing Ji's washbasin is that it also has a tube for washing hair.

It is stored under the washbasin when not in use. When in use, just adjust the water and pull out the tube.

After washing Jing Ji's hair, He Shiyong lathered it with his hands before applying it on Jing Ji's hair.

Jing Ji's hair is very soft, soft and soft to the touch, He Shiqi slowly massaged Jing Ji's scalp.

At the beginning, Jing Ji was able to support his body, but later he lay on the sink, enjoying He Shiji's service.

"Well, you don't know how to learn massage, do you?" Jing Ji closed her eyes and asked comfortably.

"A little bit."

He Shiqi roughly told Jing Ji that when he was a child, he wanted to make money crazily, and he went to a barber shop to learn about shampooing and massage.

However, the management behind it was strict and no child labor was allowed, so in the end he still didn't get a job.

"Oh." Jing Ji said dryly: "You are indeed too small. When I first saw you, you were short and thin. Now you are much better, as tall as I am."

Speaking of which, Jing Ji's voice suddenly increased: "No, why did you grow so fast? How long has it been? Only a month? You are as tall as I am, won't you surpass me in a few more days?"

Jing Ji felt a little uncomfortable.

It stands to reason that he is also growing, but it is quite uncomfortable to be caught up by He Shiqi so quickly.

"Anyway, we're all growing, so it doesn't matter who will be taller in the end." He Shiyong said comfortingly.

After speaking, he turned on the water and rinsed the foam on Jing Ji's head after the water was warm.

After rinsing out the foam, He Shiyong squeezed out the shampoo again to wash Jing Ji's hair.

Only then did Jing Ji continue to say: "Hey, you should eat more, you just ate too little before and couldn't keep up with your nutrition."

At the same time, Jing Ji also said to herself silently in her heart that she must supervise He Shiqie's meals.

"En." He Shiyong replied while moving his fingers.

The slender fingers circled back and forth in the black hair, and pressed a few times from time to time.

But when He Shiyong's fingers pulled away from Jing Ji's hair, there were dozens of hairs on He Shiyong's hands.

"Go to bed early in the future, your hair is falling a bit badly, you can't rely on your excess hair and stay up all night." He Shiyong crumpled the hair in his hands into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

Jing Ji: "..." Forget it, it's better not to feed He Shiqie, he is not tall but he is not small.

After washing and drying her hair, and applying essential oil for her hair, Jing Ji lay down on the bed beautifully.

And He Shiyong went to the kitchen to heat up milk for Jing Ji.

Bringing hot milk to Jing Ji, He Shiyong also opened a bottle of milk and sat beside Jing Ji, drinking with Jing Ji.

"We are this week." He Shiqi looked at the time and found that it was past twelve o'clock, and changed his words: "No, I didn't go shopping last week, and the refrigerator didn't have enough vegetables."

"Then let's go after class today, the supermarket should not be closed." Jing Ji said after taking a sip of milk.

"Okay." He Shiqi nodded: "I'll sleep here tonight, right? I don't want to go back."

When he said the word "go back", He Shiyi's voice and mood dropped significantly, and Jing Ji heard it without even looking at He Shiqi's expression.

"Go to sleep, I'm the only one at home anyway, you can sleep if you want." He said indifferently: "You take a key and come over at any time."

Jing Ji put down the empty cup, took out a key from the bedside table, and handed it to He Shiqi.

He Shiyi hesitated for a moment and still took the key, and his previously depressed mood rose imperceptibly.

He put the key in his pocket, pulled a piece of paper from the desk and handed it to Jing Ji, "Wipe it, drink it all over your mouth." After speaking, he quickly fled the bedroom with Jing Ji's cup.

Jing Ji was stunned for a moment, then wiped his mouth, the paper was wet, it was milk stains.

Looking at the milk stain, Jing Ji finally came to his senses. He yelled, "Are you laughing at me? Are you getting bolder?" He viciously threw the paper into the trash can.

In the kitchen, He Shiqie smiled and his mood improved completely.

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The author has something to say: Jing Ji: "Anyway, I'm the only one at home, so I can sleep when I want."

He Shiqi's eyes lit up: "Sleep if you want to sleep?"

Jing Ji: "???"