"Then, do you want to invite her to have dinner together?" Mr. Ji asked, "She seems to have just come back."

"It's still not necessary." Ji Fuzhou subconsciously refused, "She should have eaten outside by herself."

This is of course an excuse.

Ji Fuzhou instinctively didn't want her uncle to know too much about the personal relationship between her and Ye Tingfeng.

It's not that she doesn't trust my uncle, it's just that she habitually separates her relatives from other social relationships.

Just like her relationship with Cheng Guanyue in the past, no one in the Ji family knows about it.

The necessary step for others to fall in love is to meet their parents, but Ji Fuzhou has never had such a concept, even if she knew that there is such a custom, she would not do it.

Because she knows very well that she will not get the blessing or support of her parents, and maybe she will feel bored instead.

Even Ji's uncle, who cared most about her, was always separated by such a layer, and Ji Fuzhou didn't want to bother or bother him with his own affairs.

The same is true now, it is habit that has become instinct.

The more complicated and close the relationship, the more she subconsciously concealed it from her relatives.

What's more, even she herself has not figured out the relationship with Ye Tingfeng.

There is touch, but also resistance.

Pulling back and forth in his heart, he simply used the excuse of work to pretend to be dead aboveboard, barely maintained the status quo, and kept procrastinating.

Fortunately, Mr. Ji didn't delve into it, so he nodded and continued to cook.

He changed the subject: "When are you going back to City A?"

Ji Fuzhou came to his senses, thought for a while, and replied: "In May, a classmate of mine got married, so I just asked for leave to go back."

Ji Fuzhou had already told her uncle about this before.

Mr. Ji is not that forgetful, and of course it is not just for the question itself that he brought it up at this time.

"Didn't you think about going back before that?"

"It doesn't seem to be a problem." Ji Fuzhou tilted his head and thought for a while, then answered lightly.

"Brother, he..." Mr. Ji hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "I was just discharged from the hospital last week, so let me not tell you."

"... Oh." Ji Fuzhou lowered his head, staring at the water glass in a daze.

Did he not tell her because he was afraid that she would be worried, or because he simply thought it had nothing to do with her, so he didn't want her to know?

Ji Fuzhou really hoped that she could guess the former, but reason told her it was the latter, and she didn't have any expectations for it.

However, as a child, basic care is still necessary.

Ji Fuzhou managed to pull himself together, and asked one more question: "Is the result all right?"

"No serious problem for the time being." Mr. Ji replied, "The doctor told him to rest, so he put off work and went back to the old house to recuperate for the time being."

Ji Fuzhou said "um", and reluctantly showed an expression similar to "that's good", but he didn't say anything more.

Mr. Ji had no choice but to express to her: "Do you want to take some time to go back and see him?"

Ji Fuzhou curled his lips: "I'm afraid he will get angry again when he sees me."

No matter how her own father looked at her, she didn't like her.

Perhaps it was because of her rigorous nature, but Ji Fuzhou didn't think the other party would be happy to see her.

Ji Fuzhou still had expectations when she was a child, but when she grows up, she is very self-aware. If the other party doesn't take the initiative to call her, she will consciously hide away.

The anticipation and admiration have long since been worn away.

Mr. Ji couldn't help sighing, the moment of ecstasy almost made the vegetables get mushy on the bottom of the pot, he hastily turned off the fire, filled the dishes, and then glanced at Ji Fuzhou.

"Brother, he...actually cares about you very much." Mr. Ji said this very confidently, "It's just that he doesn't know how to express it."

Ji Fuzhou let out an "oh", but there was no response.

Probably took that sentence as a sympathetic consolation.

Mr. Ji wanted to continue to defend his elder brother for a while, but found that his words were really weak.

Not only is the big brother of the Ji family taciturn, he never expresses his love and care, but he is also a down-to-earth dwarf in action. At least he has never seen a behavior that really cares about his daughter, not even his sister who married out of town.

His younger sister, Ji Fuzhou's aunt, also traveled thousands of miles for Ji Fuzhou, left her job and family behind, and returned to City A to take care of her niece.

Brother Ji's family has never had it.

Since I was a child, I have been together with my daughter less often, and never talked about it. When we get along, there are only severe criticisms and accusations, and I seldom see a smiling face with warmth.

To be precise, there are only a handful of them.

The young Ji Fuzhou once suspected that he was actually the child of her father's mortal enemy.

No wonder she was so skeptical.

The rest of the Ji family complained about the eldest brother and his wife in private, and tried to persuade them several times, but it was useless.

Even though they love their eldest niece, they are "outsiders" to that small family after all, and they each have their own families to work on.

Only the younger brother of Ji's family - Ji Fuzhou's uncle was unmarried and childless all his life, so he had no worries, and almost treated Ji Fuzhou as his own daughter.

But only "almost".

After all, the biological father is still pressing on his head, and it is not good to be too overstepping as a brother-in-law, and there are only worries and regrets after the event.

Mr. Ji thought for a moment, but he was at a loss for words. He felt that he had wronged Ji Fuzhou by persuading him by force, so he swallowed the rest of the words.

"It's okay if you don't go back. There are many people in the old house, so they can take good care of him." Mr. Ji turned his position to his niece without hesitation. Tell me."

After that, it was time for routine instructions.

Even though he knew that there was little possibility that Ji Fuzhou would take the initiative to find them for something, Mr. Ji still spoke the usual words carefully.

"The third sister just told me some time ago that she will be transferred to your school in the provincial capital for a period of time. If you have anything to do, you can go to her school to find her, and Xiao Zhe, I mentioned you last time I saw you, saying that after graduation Come to join you..."

"It's better to say goodbye, the future is important." Ji Fuzhou quickly objected, "Next time I will persuade him."

Xiao Zhe is the son of her aunt's family and also her eldest cousin.

Because of the youngest age, the relationship is not bad - if you count it purely within the scope of Ji's family.

In fact, we haven't seen each other for several years, all relying on the developed modern communication, and occasionally we can exchange a few words.

Mr. Ji, on the other hand, tried hard to build a bridge of communication between Ji Fuzhou and his family members.

This time is no exception.

Seeing Ji Fuzhou's intense reaction, a smile appeared in Mr. Ji's eyes, and he brought the fried dishes to the table: "Let's eat first."

Ji Fuzhou was startled, and said "Hum".

After dinner, Mr. Ji was washing dishes in the kitchen, and Ji Fuzhou was driven outside to eat.

Ji Fuzhou took the warm water and went to the balcony to see the pots of shallots she had planted, as well as other vegetables that had just sown seeds. When she lowered her head to look carefully, she could already vaguely see the sprouts emerging.

The short winter in City C has passed, and the weather is getting warmer day by day.

Ji Fuzhou's mood was inexplicably joyful, when he stretched out his hand to touch the tender buds, he heard the phone ring, and then recalled the matter about his cousin that my uncle mentioned.

Although he knew that it was probably just a joke, but grateful for the other party's intentions, Ji Fuzhou spent a long time talking about the future development of his cousin who is not suitable for majoring in science and engineering in City C.

The central idea is to never come to City C, it is better to come here if you go to the provincial capital next door.

[Xiao Zhe: Then sister, aren’t you lonely in City C? ]

Ji Fuzhou was silent for a moment, he didn't know if he should blame the brat for poking someone's wound, or pretend to impress the other party's concern.

[Float: Be good]

[Fuzhou: My sister is an adult now]

[Fuzhou: I have work and friends, I am very busy and fulfilling every day, so I don’t have time to be lonely]

[Xiao Zhe: Then do you have a boyfriend? ]

[Floating boat: ...]

[Floating Boat: Children should not learn from other people's gossip all day long]

[Xiao Zhe: I am already 22]

[Xiao Zhe: Not a child anymore]

[Xiao Zhe: And it’s not me gossiping, but my mother, aunt, and third aunt are all very concerned]

[Xiao Zhe: Sister, you should know that ever since the eldest uncle was kicked out of the guardian queue by unanimous vote at the family meeting, everyone from the aunt to the younger uncle has regarded you as their own]

[Xiao Zhe: They feel that you are not young, and it is time to talk to someone, otherwise no one will ask for it later, and no one will take care of you in the future, it is pitiful] (Withdrawn)

[Xiao Zhe: The following is my personal guess with some embellishments]

[Float: You have three seconds to withdraw]

[Boat: [smiles]]

[Xiao Zhe: Of course, I think with your charm, sister, it’s not too late to find it at the age of 80]

[Xiao Zhe: I absolutely support your pursuit of true love]

A 22-year-old boy.

Ji Fuzhou labeled her brother in his heart.

After talking all over the place with his eldest cousin, Ji Fuzhou felt that his legs were numb from squatting, so he thought of standing up.

The light on the balcony was not turned on, and it was all relying on the little light from the living room.

Therefore, when looking outside, the street lights outside are brighter.

At the end of the sky, you can still see the road stretching into the distance, and the street lights on both sides that have turned into a small halo.

Ji Fuzhou stuffed his phone into his pocket, the cup in his hand had already turned cold, and the moment he looked into the distance, his heart was really touched.

Most of her life was just like her name. She was a small boat floating alone on the lake, unable to find a ferry, surrounded by mist, encountering wind and rain from time to time, and would sink into the unknown mist and mist without knowing when. In the river.

No matter how much the so-called relatives care about her now and want to make up for her, she has been away from the shore for too long and can't find her way back, so she is still spinning in the heart of the river.

Can a person who is used to wandering without any support stop?

Sometimes Ji Fuzhou stands in a daze at the intersection, looking up at the tall buildings on both sides, and suddenly realizes soberly that it is difficult for a lonely boat to park.

And the true love envied by the world will never belong to her.

She doesn't deserve it.

If you can't find a home for yourself, how can you give someone else a home?

Ji Fuzhou sighed, and put away his rare sentimentality, but it still affected his mood somewhat, and his steps became a little heavier.

She turned around and was about to walk back when she suddenly heard a slight sound from the side.

"Boom boom."

Someone is knocking on the glass.

Ji Fuzhou was stunned, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Ye Tingfeng's face on the balcony next door.

Ye Tingfeng opened the window and poked his head out.

"Good evening," she said.

It seemed that she just happened to bump into Ji Fuzhou, holding a coffee cup in her hand, and she probably thought of coming to the balcony to take a breath after she was done with her work.

There was also a different kind of gentleness in those eyes that looked over.

Ji Fuzhou stopped and had to turn around. The window on the balcony that was only opened a crack was opened wider, and the voice from the opposite side became clearer.

"What happened?" Ye Tingfeng looked at her face worriedly.

"It's okay." Ji Fuzhou lay on the window sill and rubbed his face, "It's just that my brother got angry when we were chatting."

She didn't look angry.

More like helplessness.

Ye Tingfeng let out an "oh" and asked, "Is that your real brother?"

Ji Fuzhou shook his head: "It's my cousin, the son of my second aunt's family."

"Your relationship seems to be very good." Ye Tingfeng looked at Ji Fuzhou's face, "Your uncle also cares about you."

"Yeah." Ji Fuzhou nodded, which is also a fact.

After that, the topic was naturally brought to the "family".

Ji Fuzhou was holding cold tea, blowing the cold wind at night, and belatedly realized that he had talked too much with Ye Tingfeng at night.

In other words, Ye Tingfeng asked a little too much.

Although he wasn't annoying, he didn't look like Ye Tingfeng, who was usually silent and never asked about other people's private affairs.

"Do you really want to know about my family?" Ji Fuzhou asked.

"Yes." Ye Tingfeng replied naturally, "I want to know you better and get closer to you."

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