Ji Da's husband's diary

Wednesday, December 1, cloudy.

Early in the morning, I cut off the director's series of killing serial copies. Although Ming Rui said that the injury on his hand should not be visible in a long-sleeved ancient costume, I still want him to rest for a few more days before returning to work.Hehe, I wouldn't mind playing with a big-name director once in a while, right?

Uh... him?probably not?

Speaking of which, Ming Rui's wound healed really quickly, and when the dressing was removed and changed this morning, there was only a faint red mark left on his arm.Even the doctor couldn't help being amazed, saying that it is estimated that even the money to buy scar spirit can be saved.

This kind of recovery ability is comparable to this big brand!

When I was thinking this way, I sadly accidentally cut my hand with a fruit knife, and performed my magical ability to stop bleeding on the spot.Oh, really...

Ps. How do I go to see... him?No matter how I think about it, I feel hopeless.

Today's status:

Physical Index★★★★

Mood Index★★★★★

The mood is so good that it is overwhelming, and if there is love, it should be yelled out!

—————————— Even Su closes the diary and drops the dividing line—————————

Ji Kongqing's face was flushed red, and the fingertips that were still a little painful just now felt a tingling sensation...

"Brother, do you know that the most nutritious part of the fruit is where the skin meets the flesh, so you can eat it without peeling the peel?" Jing Mingrui said vaguely.

Ji Kongqing didn't even bother to listen to what he had to say.

The thumb that was cut by the fruit knife just because of distraction was being held in Jing Mingrui's mouth.

sky!He even licked it with his tongue!

Ji Kongqing's brain instantly went into a shutdown state.

"Huh? So soon there is no bleeding?"

Feeling that his fingers were slightly cold, Ji Kongqing regained his focusing function and realized that Jing Mingrui had finally "liberated" his fingers, and was holding his palm for a closer look.

"Ming Mingrui, do you think those news are true?" Ji Kongqing, who finally calmed down, managed to say a complete sentence.

"What news?" Jing Mingrui answered a little absent-mindedly.

He seemed to find great pleasure in the process of snapping Ji Kongqing's fingers.Ji Kongqing's fingers are slender and strong, his nails are neatly trimmed, his knuckles are a little more flexible than ordinary people's, they can be reversed and bent into a beautiful arc.

"That's...that is, I lost my memory in a car accident." Ji Kongqing bit his lower lip and said hesitantly, "Why do I always feel like there is no such thing?"

Whether it's about the father, or about the car accident, or about the hospital, why is there no memory at all in my mind?Ji Kongqing felt as if she was acting in a play, and tried hard to apply the story in the script to herself.

The big reason for his poor acting skills is that he has no way to take on the role, but now he suddenly wants to impose a whole period of experience on himself, which makes him feel very awkward.

"It's not surprising that you don't remember. Senior brother lost his memory at the time. When he suffers from amnesia, it is easy to forget the things around him. He will not recover until the brain trauma heals." Jing Mingrui said with a smile.

"Is that so?" Ji Kongqing muttered suspiciously.

Jing Mingrui smiled, pulled the white pompom off Ji Kongqing's hoodie, brought him in front of him, and pressed a kiss on his forehead.

"Ah! Mingrui, what are you doing..." Kiss me suddenly without saying a word?

"This is an encouraging kiss." Jing Mingrui rubbed Ji Kongqing's hair, "Brother, aren't you going to the press conference later? If you have anything in your heart, speak out boldly! Speaking of which, you really Don't you want me to accompany you? My hands are already healed."

"This small event like a press conference has been attended by this big name [-] times, if not a thousand times. You just stay here and watch the live broadcast!" Ji Kongqing patted Jing Mingrui's left shoulder, indicating that he could do it alone. People are competent.

"Okay, I'll wait to see the 'bravery' performance of my brother!" Jing Mingrui raised his thumb.

Although he spoke with confidence in front of Jing Mingrui, Ji Kongqing was still a little nervous when he actually faced the camera.

He has indeed attended quite a few press conferences, but after all, this incident is different from the past, it is about his father... He has not been able to find his role in the whole incident, although the direction of public opinion has changed now Quite a lot, but he still couldn't help worrying about the possible consequences if this matter was not handled properly.

After all, that person is my own flesh and blood, if there is really something wrong with him, I should help him to excuse it, right?

"I really don't have any memory of what happened before, but now I have contacted the best hospital and prepared a residence for recuperation, hoping to personally take... father to recuperate.

Everyone knows that I have almost no relatives, so this family relationship can be said to have fallen from the sky, and I really want to cherish it.As for whether any unpleasant things might have happened before, I personally don't intend to go into it.

Finally having a father again in my 20s is a very happy thing for me.Please also share my joy and don't bother my family. "

When Ji Kongqing finished speaking in front of the camera, his eye sockets were also a little red.

……

"I would like to ask the big name, I heard that Jing Mingrui was not the one who was injured in the accident on the set. He was injured by pulling the steel wire on your body, and you took care of him in the hospital for several days afterwards. This is Doesn't it mean that there has been any qualitative change in the relationship between you?"

"Big card, did you succeed in your confession on TV last time?"

"Is it Jing Mingrui who took you away on a motorcycle that day?" "..."

Although the theme of the press conference was to explain Ji Kongqing's "abandoning his father incident", the entertainment reporters obviously did not intend to let go of the bigger gossip two days ago.

"..." Ji Kongqing suddenly remembered what Mingrui had said in his ear before leaving, and couldn't help but burst into a big smile.

speak up?

Does he mean that it doesn't matter if our relationship is announced on TV?

"Actually, the artists in our company are very concerned about each other. For example, didn't we have a group visit last time? And that time..." Ji Kongqing looked at the reporter with a smile on his face Disappointed, "But..."

Ji Kongqing cleared his throat looking at the eyes that were almost glowing green under the stage.

"We are indeed lovers now."

Jing Mingrui couldn't help but twitched his lips when he looked at the guy with a sly smile on the TV screen.

He also knew that he was going to betray...

"It seems that the prince is in a good mood?" An unexpected guest's voice suddenly sounded in the ward.

"I'm not a prince." Jing Mingrui frowned and looked at the visitor, "What are you doing here?"

Muruo put a large bouquet of lilies on the bedside table, and walked towards the TV with great interest: "I—? I am here to express my condolences on behalf of the TV station! Tsk tsk tsk...your little white rabbit really dares to speak!"

The moment Muruo's finger was about to touch the screen, Jing Mingrui decisively pressed the switch button on the remote control.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in him at all, it's just..." Mu Ruo tapped her chin lightly with her fingers, "After being made such a fuss by him, I suddenly remembered an old thing."

Jing Mingrui narrowed his eyes slightly: "People with a good memory usually don't live long."

"Oh, don't scare me! You know I never touch those things. But sometimes I think that a word may be more lethal than a bullet!"

Jing Mingrui's eyes turned a little colder when he looked at Muruo, but Muruo smiled confidently.

"What do you want?" Jing Mingrui squeezed out a few words between his teeth.

"A chance." Mu Ruo suddenly put on a serious expression, "A chance to compete for you fairly."

"This kind of thing is not fun..." The disgust on Jing Mingrui's face was even worse.

Mu Ruo suddenly approached Jing Mingrui, and pecked the corner of Jing Mingrui's mouth before he could react.

The lightning-like punches were all dodged by Muruo at an even more astonishing speed. Jing Mingrui was very helpless to find that Muruo, who had picked on his right hand, was out of his attack range at this time.

Heck!

To be taken advantage of by this pervert!

Jing Mingrui suddenly looked at the gap in the door with feeling.

"Huh? I was seen by the little mouse passing by!" Mu Ruo patted the folds on the clothes, and walked towards the door, "You should carefully consider my conditions...Ming Rui."