Ji Da's husband's diary

Friday, September 1, sunny.

Ahem, I am a bright and sad big name at a 45° angle:

There is always a person in everyone's life. When you are happy, you want to be the first to share with him. When you are sad, you want to be the first to talk to him. When you have no courage, you can draw strength from his smile. When you want to rest, you can enjoy the peace in his arms.

The reason why life is beautiful is because he is by his side.

I never pray for the acceptance of the world, let alone expect everyone to be satisfied with me, I just insist on being myself!

Ps. oops?Suddenly discovered that I also have a talent for blogging!Isn't it just to have melancholy little eyes?Blink and I will too!

Today's status:

Physical Index★★

Mood Index★★★★

Hmm... I'm a little tired, go to bed early, and I'm going to start work again tomorrow!

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

Standing at the gate, Ji Kongqing checked her outfit one last time.

Well, there should be no problem.He glanced at Jing Mingrui, who was holding a gift and smiling, and rang the doorbell.

"Who is it?... Uh... little..." Ji's father's face showed a bit of surprise, and then he was a little stunned, his lips moved as if he wanted to call out Ji Kongqing's name.

"Dad..." Ji Kongqing struggled to say this awkward address that had not been used for many years, and tried to squeeze out a smile, "Dad, are you still used to living here? I'm sorry, I haven't come to see you before. After you moved It didn't help me at the time... Well, has the doctor in the hospital checked? If you need anything else, just tell me. Uh... This is my assistant's phone number. If you find him, you will find me... besides……"

Jing Mingrui watched Ji Kongqing rambling a long series of words with some amusement, then reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "Aren't you going in? Are you going to stand at the door and say what you have said for so many years?" Are you done?"

Ji Kongqing's face was immediately stained with a thin blush, and he was too embarrassed to speak.

There was a hint of playfulness in Ji's father's eyes, and he immediately greeted them with a smile: "You see, I'm getting old and confused, come in and sit down, I'll make tea."

While he was busy in the kitchen, he still didn't forget to answer Ji Kongqing's question just now: "I'm used to it, this place is much bigger than mine, and everything is available. The people you send are quite capable of doing things." It will take half a day to move. The doctor came the next day and made an appointment for me to be hospitalized for a physical examination next week..."

Ji's father put down the saucer, took Ji Kongqing's hand and looked at it carefully: "Xiaohan, you have really grown up, you are taller than me, right? Since you are here today, stay for dinner, dad will give it to you Make your favorite steamed small yellow croaker."

Hearing this strange address, Ji Kongqing was stunned for a moment before realizing it. It is said that this was his previous name.The grasped hand couldn't help being a little stiff, resisting the urge to pull it back, Ji Kongqing said in a low voice: "Just call me Kongqing. Uh... don't bother Dad, we will go out to eat together later Bar!"

"No trouble, no trouble. I have prepared all the ingredients. The nanny you found for me bought the dishes early in the morning. Dad will show his skills today. When you were young, you liked to eat this dish made by dad." Father Ji suddenly He frowned, "How can we use our stage name at home? Since we finally recognized each other as father and son, it's better to change the name back."

Ji Kongqing couldn't help being a little irritable, and he didn't know if it was because he couldn't remember his childhood taste at all, or because his father said his name was a stage name.

He himself knows how much sweat and painstaking efforts have been put into the name "Ji Kongqing", which is now resounding in the film industry.He felt that a person's name was like a person's life, and suddenly being forced into another life... really made him a little unacceptable.

Ji Kongqing found that his father hadn't looked at Jing Mingrui since he entered the door, and he didn't greet Jing Mingrui even when the tea was brought, so he pointed to Jing Mingrui with a smile: "Oh, I haven't given you any Let me introduce you! This is Jing Mingrui, and it's mine..."

"Your fellow apprentice, I saw him on TV!" Father Ji patted Jing Mingrui's shoulder enthusiastically, "Young man, don't rush for success, you must keep your feet on the ground and keep working hard. I like you !"

Jing Mingrui nodded sincerely: "What uncle said is that I will definitely learn from my brother."

"He is my boyfriend."

Hearing Ji Kongqing's categorical words, Ji's father's face suddenly darkened.

In his opinion, Jing Mingrui is the same as himself in the need to curry favor with Ji Kongqing, but he has the biggest advantage - blood relationship.Whether the son finds a man or a woman is not a big problem, but compared to Ji Kongqing's rumored boyfriend many years ago, Jing Mingrui's worth is obviously not enough!

For a moment, none of the three spoke, and the room was silent.

"Uncle and senior brother have been separated for so many years, there must be a lot of personal things to say." Jing Mingrui raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Oh, it's already 05:30? I suddenly remembered that there is something urgent to do, so I will leave first gone."

He gently rubbed Ji Kongqing's hair, showing an encouraging smile: "Brother, you should have a good talk with uncle!"

"Mingrui..."

"Xiaohan, it's still early for dinner, let's go to the bedroom, I have something to show you."

Ji Kongqing watched Jing Mingrui's figure disappear out of sight, and suddenly a piece of his heart seemed to be missing.He bit his lips and reminded himself to work hard to get used to being alone with "father", but he couldn't bring up the spirit of wanting to establish a good relationship with his father at the moment he entered the door.

The old photo album was opened page by page in front of him, and the young baby in the photo grew up day by day, and finally he could vaguely see his own shadow.But Ji Kongqing seemed to be watching someone else's movie, and didn't feel it at all.

"Dad, let's talk about it next time! I really can't remember."

This sentence seems to make the embarrassment between father and son even higher. Although Ji's father promises to help him recall the past slowly, Ji Kongqing's impulse to shout "I don't want to know at all" is even stronger. too much.

Depression and silence seemed to take up most of the time until dinner was over, and the only simple conversations were probably - "Is it delicious?", "Hmmm", "Eat more", "Company is keeping me on weight" or something .

Walking out of the door of the apartment, Ji Kongqing took a deep breath of the cool air outside.

To be honest, maybe because of my mood, I really didn't feel how delicious it was.My tastes may have changed a lot.Although I do vaguely remember such a long-awaited dish on the dining table when I was a child, the taste is completely different from what I expected!

He could not help sighing when he saw that the black BMW had disappeared as expected outside the door.

"Why are you sighing?"

"...!"

"Come up!"

Without hesitation, Ji Kongqing took Jing Mingrui's hand and stepped onto the back seat of the black-red motorcycle.He put the helmet on very skillfully: "I thought you had already left! Why did you change to a different car?"

"Don't you want to have a good time to relax now? Hold me tight!"

Ji Kongqing tightly wrapped his arms around Jing Mingrui's waist. Although he couldn't see Jing Mingrui's expression, he could feel the vibration in his chest. He must be smiling, right?

Ming Rui is indeed the best person in the world!

"What are you waiting for, let's go!"

"it is good!"

"Hey, there's the stairs over there! Ah-ah-ah-"

Although Ji Kongqing is not used to this lightning speed, he believes in Jing Mingrui's driving skills even more.

sharp turn,

pounding heartbeat,

The lights flashing before my eyes,

Rubbing the ear and howling wind...

He felt he could finally understand why so many people love drag racing.

Cool, so fucking cool!

All the depression and unhappiness were blown away with the wind.

"Mingrui, be careful!"

The motorcycle drew a long arc in the air, making Ji Kongqing's heart hang.Mingrui, he actually drove off the cliff?

"boom--"

The car landed on a slightly sloping roof, and the wheels kept rubbing against the glass-steel tiles above, making creaking noises, until finally reaching the end of the long roof before driving back to the ground along the rusty scaffolding.

"How do you feel?" Jing Mingrui asked while leaning the car against a tree.

"It's okay, it's interesting." Ji Kongqing never admitted that he was frightened half to death in mid-air, and now sitting on the grass slope, his legs were still trembling a little.

"Hahahaha..." Jing Mingrui made a disappointed expression on purpose, "It's just okay? Brother, don't you have any other thoughts?"

Ji Kongqing smiled and made a grimace: "Uh... yes! I seem to be hungry. If you can conjure up something to eat now, I will definitely praise you again."

Jing Mingrui slapped his head, returned to his motorcycle, and took out a plastic box from the toolbox.

"You really have it!" Ji Kongqing was surprised to find that the person he liked seemed to have the potential of a doraemon?

"Hongji's Hong Kong-style roast goose goes on sale at 100 o'clock every night, and there are only [-] pieces per day, while stocks last." Jing Mingrui unpacked the seasoning packet and poured it on the roast goose, and handed Ji Kongqing a pair of chopsticks, "This is Even with my handsome face, I can’t get into the team’s top food! It’s worth it, I rushed back and changed my motorcycle to take a shortcut to buy it.”

"Hahahaha... Is that what you are talking about in your urgent matter? By the way, the face of a big name is recognized as handsome, your face is not called handsome, it is called demon... um..." Ji Kongqing said His mouth was occupied by a goose leg, so he had no choice but to swallow the evaluation of Jing Mingrui's appearance first.

After eating, the two simply lay down on the grass slope...

"People say that you should walk a hundred steps after a meal to live to 99. It seems that we are not healthy like this."

"When I was told by my brother, I suddenly remembered a Russian friend of mine."

"how?"

"He was shocked when he heard the Chinese saying of 'walking a hundred steps after a meal', saying that there is another saying that is quite the opposite popular among them - lying down directly after a meal is the happiest moment in life."

"Pfft ha ha ha ha... Is it true that all old Russian mothers lie down like this?"

"I don't know, maybe... By the way, I used to live near here for a while when I was a child. Every time I finished gun practice, I would go to this factory to play, to see how they produce transparent glue, sticky paper, etc., and to pick up leftovers. I posted it everywhere. Only when I came back this time did I find that the factory had been abandoned long ago, and this place became my secret base.”

"Practicing guns? You really have learned martial arts! When I saw you auditioning the camera, I thought, you must have practiced before. It feels completely different to a layman like me."

"Brother only remembered my marksmanship that time."

"No, I still remember you, and I will never forget you when I go back."

"Brother, you are really honest in speaking today!"

"No way, I promised to reward you for conjuring food."

"Ha ha……"

"Ha ha……"

Ji Kongqing felt that maybe what the Russians said had some truth.

In front of the dilapidated factory, whether it's the night wind blowing, the rare starry sky that can be seen clearly, or the warmth from the fingertips of the people around me, it all gives me a feeling——

happy.