The selfish gene

As long as Yan Shanhua doesn't come back for a consultation or take medicine, Ji Chenfeng will basically stay with me during the day.In order not to worry Yan Shanhua, he did not tell the other party that he had resigned from the pet hospital.In Yan Shanhua's eyes, he just started to implement a stable ten-to-six working hours after passing the internship period.

Usually, Ji Chenfeng would come to the hotel around ten o'clock in the morning, feed the turtle, and then wake me up.

If you go to bed early the night before, you will wake up easier.But if it was four or five in the morning the night before, and I didn’t even go to bed until morning, getting out of bed can become an ordeal — for me.

Ji Chenfeng never yelled, nor would he come to harass me every 10 minutes like Tang Bi'an who couldn't wake up, buzzing in my ear like a big annoying fly, he He would just keep kissing my hairline, stroking my ear pinna with soft lips, and whispering my name over and over again.If that doesn't work, then go on to kiss my neck, chest, belly... or even somewhere that seems unusually energetic in the morning.

The first few things can still last a while, but I can get past it with my eyes closed, and the last one can't stand the gods.He was obviously sleepy and tired, but he could only passively get excited and sweat compulsively.What's more terrible, sometimes he is too excited, and his gun will go off, and he will be dragged to bed in a daze to climb mountains during the day.

Several times, I felt that my heart was going to die, and I had the illusion that it would reach a critical point anytime, anywhere and explode in my chest.Even though I made it through without incident every time, the thrilling feeling of narrow escape is still lingering in my heart.

It’s not that I didn’t talk to Ji Chenfeng, and asked him not to wake me up deliberately, but he refused on the grounds of my health.

My, body, health?Thanks to him being able to speak.My heart will be short-lived if my heart beats so fast, right?

The big tree can donate nutrients to the dodder for its survival, which is the obligation of the parasitized.Where is the reason why dodder turns against customers, greedily absorbs the nutrients of the big tree, and squeezes the big tree dry?

In order to show him off and let him know who is the one who has the final say, he locked the bedroom door at night and put on earplugs.The next day I slept until the afternoon and didn't wake up, thinking that Ji Chenfeng would obediently wait for me outside the door, but when I opened the bedroom door, I only saw the cold food on the table, and I couldn't find Ji Chenfeng anywhere.

After Yan Shanhua fell ill, Ji Chenfeng became the cook at home.My meals are all prepared by him at home in the morning, and he brings them over in an insulated box.Take it out at noon and the temperature is just right, but it will become dry and hard in the afternoon.

After waiting for half an hour for the three dishes on the table, Ji Chenfeng did not come back, nor did he receive any text messages from him.In the past, this would be regarded as a sign of "breaking up" by me by default, and I would never call, let alone talk to persuade me to stay, if it didn't work, I would replace it.However...Ji Chenfeng has no substitute at all, he is unique, the only one.I have no choice but to continue to spend on him.

Reluctantly dialing Ji Chenfeng's phone number, he had already thought up the questioning words, and even threw the cold food at his feet in his mind, to let him see if it seemed unreasonable.

Anyway, it's a monthly salary of [-], how can you just leave your employer behind?

After a few rings, Ji Chenfeng quickly answered the call.

"Are you awake?" Accompanied by his voice, was the noisy sound of rain.

"Where are you?" He got up and went to the window, only to find that it was raining outside, and the rain was not light.The sky was overcast and the clouds seemed low.

"In an office building nearby." He seemed to have moved his location, and the sound of the rain became quieter, "I just ran out of milk in the refrigerator. I went to the supermarket to buy some while you were sleeping. Suddenly it rained heavily. I didn’t bring an umbrella, so I can only hide from the rain in the office building for the time being. I can’t come back until the rain stops. Have you seen the food on the table? You can eat it in the microwave for 2 minutes. There are others."

This rain looks like it's going to rain for a long time. If it doesn't stop for two hours, will he have to wait for two hours foolishly?Now that I'm awake, you can ask me to pick him up.Don't you think it's troublesome to press me to do this and that in the early morning, and ask me to pick him up when it's raining, but you're embarrassed to speak up?Sometimes I seem to be able to understand him and understand his mind, but sometimes I seem to be unable to understand him at all, and I can't figure out what he wants to do.

"Send me your exact location, and I'll pick you up." I said.

Ji Chenfeng was quiet on the other side, but did not accept it readily.

"It's raining heavily, you should eat something first..."

"Send it here, immediately."

The decision I made must be accepted, and there is no room for him to comment.

Let him wait there, I quickly changed my clothes, borrowed two umbrellas from the front desk of the hotel, and hurried to the coordinates.

The rain was really heavy, walking on the road with an umbrella, as if in a water curtain hole.The manhole didn't have time to drain water, and there was a lot of water on the road. The trousers were wet, and the leather shoes were also wet. It was so cold that people wanted to swear.

After finally arriving at the office building where Ji Chenfeng sheltered from the rain, there was not much dry place left on his body.In just two to 300 meters, I just walked out of the exhaustion of the marathon.Shaking the water droplets on the umbrella, I stood under the rainy eaves on three sides, and I already regretted my talkativeness.

If he wanted to wait, let him wait. Why did he have to pretend to be considerate?

It is impossible to try to touch the wind and snow outside through the huge tempered glass of the skyscraper.With love that is not mixed with sincerity, why care about whether you can understand the other person's heart?

Stay in your own safe space and enjoy the storm outside, no matter what it roars and dances, as long as it doesn't shake me, it has nothing to do with me.Why should I care about the formation of the wind and the melting of the snow?

Shaking off the water droplets on the umbrella irritably, there was no sign of Ji Chenfeng at the door, and just as he was about to take out his cell phone to call him, the glass door in front of him was pushed open.Ji Chenfeng walked out of the supermarket with a shopping bag in his hand.

"Sorry, I still have to ask you to pick me up in the rain."

Wiping away the rainwater that fell from the corner of my forehead, I couldn't control it because of the cold, and shivered a little.

Ji Chenfeng frowned all of a sudden, and when he walked up to me, deep wrinkles had already formed.

"The clothes are all wet..." He murmured, took off his scarf, and wrapped it around my neck without any discussion.

The scarf carried his body temperature, instantly warming up his nearly frozen body.After giving the scarf, he put down his shopping bag, took off his coat neatly, and pretended to put it on for me.

"What are you doing?" I quickly stopped him.

He was wearing a black sweater with a half turtleneck, and he gave me both the coat and the scarf. Just relying on that sweater, it doesn’t make much sense to hold an umbrella. What’s the difference between this and walking in the wind and rain?

The play has been performed to this point, not missing the last 200 meters.

"Get dressed."

"But you look cold..." He grabbed his coat, hesitantly.

Pulling the scarf around my neck, I said, "This is enough."

Ji Chenfeng still hesitated: "Then let's change our coats?"

I threw him the folding umbrella in my pocket and walked into the rain first.

"Sang Nian!"

He called me from behind, I looked back at him and stopped briefly.

"You can't wear mine." After saying that, he didn't even open the umbrella, and left without looking back.

This "considerate" feedback is a long cold.

Even after returning to the room, I took a hot shower, wrapped my whole body in a quilt, and Ji Chenfeng brought me food by the bedside, but I still caught a cold the next day.

My throat is hoarse, my nose is stuffed, and my head still hurts, which is very uncomfortable.Fortunately, there was no fever.It wasn't until a week later that the cold was completely cured.

Everything started from locking the door, and I didn't want to find anything else for myself, so after that, I let Ji Chenfeng wake me up every day in his own way, and never stopped him again.

The rainy Sunday is Ji Chenfeng's rest day, and it's also the day I go to the cemetery to pay homage to Mrs. Sang.

At eight in the morning, Xu Xi brought Monica to the hotel to pick me up.Once in the car, Monica turned her head from the front seat and looked at me probingly, staring at me uncomfortably.

"Look at what?"

Like Xu Xi, she was dressed in solemn black and held a bouquet of delicate flowers in her arms. Hearing this, she smiled and asked, "Are you in love? Otherwise, why did you come to stay in a hotel because you can't live in a decent apartment?" ? Are you afraid that we will ruin your good deed?"

Women are terrible, almost completely guessed.

"Because someone always came without invitation and insisted on dragging me to bask in the sun, so I had to hide in the hotel to avoid her harassment." I put the blame on Xu Xi's head.

"I did it for your own good, why are you so ignorant of what's good and what's wrong!" Xu Xi bravely threw the blame away.

"Since when did you start engaging in this 'for your own good' theory?" I sneered.

"It started when you became a bastard who broke my aunt's heart."

"Lisa, I don't allow you to say that." Monica intervened and said in an artificial tone, "Your heart can only be broken for me."

Xu Xi was silent for a moment, then said: "...who did you learn to be so glib?"

"Is it oily? I thought it sounded good."

"Don't say it next time..."

"You are so cruel!"

With this interruption, the matter of my hotel stay was so vague, neither Monica nor Xu Xi mentioned it again along the way.

When we arrived at the cemetery, Sang Zhengbai had already arrived.In front of the tombstone was Xu Wanyi's favorite fruit cake, with incense candles on both sides and a bouquet of bright red roses.Every year on the death day, these things are prepared by Sang Zhengbai himself, never pretending to others.

Xu Xi and Xu Wanyi are very similar, with round eyes and an oval face, bright and charming smile, a heroic look in the brows and eyes, so confident that the whole person is shining.

It may be that they are afraid of seeing things and thinking about others, whether it is the Sang family or the Xu family, the photos about Xu Wanyi and the things she used during her lifetime are all shelved.The only trace of her left is the small villa where Sang Zhengbai lives now, which has preserved the original design by herself for decades.This is also the reason why Sang Zhengbai never changed his house no matter how rich he was.

The sky is gloomy, the weather is cold and wet, and it seems that a rain will fall at any time.

Monica handed the bouquet in her arms to Xu Xi, and she placed it in front of the tombstone.Xu Xi took it, placed the bouquet next to the roses, smoked three sticks of incense and lit it, and bowed three times to the tombstone.

"Sister, we're here to see you."

The cemetery seems to have a special magic power, which can take away all the happy emotions of people and turn everyone into a depressed puppet-doing the same thing with the same expression every year.

As a child I especially hated Madam San's death day.When this day comes, everyone will become frowning, and my existence will be especially embarrassing.

The anniversary of Mrs. Sang's death, the last day of her life, was my first day in this world.

"My poor son, my sweet girl... I should have known, I should have known..."

"I knew it earlier" is a sentence that Mrs. Xu would say every year when she cried at the tombstone, but she didn't finish it completely.

What did you know earlier?If you don't understand it when you are young, you will understand it naturally when you grow up.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't let you have a baby, and you lost your life. It's not worth it, it's not worth it!

This is probably the voice of everyone.

I have also felt resentment, grievance, and even pain, but after I learned that I was not the child of Sang Zhengbai and Xu Wanyi, all these were withdrawn from my body.

No one dies because of me.I'm just a misguided bystander.Once replaced as a "spectator", all resentment, grievance, and pain will lose their ground.On the other hand, when I look back at my own growth process, I will find a trace of ridiculousness—I actually once believed so firmly that everyone’s misfortune is caused by myself.

It's Ji Chenfeng.It's him.He was the one who killed his mother, and he was the one who shouldn't have been born.It is he who should bear the guilt, and he should be burned with smoke scars all over his body.I just... took it on his behalf.

Therefore, he deserves to repay me with everything he has.

After Xu Xi stepped back, it was my turn to go up and pay respects.After proficiently lighting up the incense, I bowed three times to the woman on the tombstone with a smile as bright as the morning sun.

"Mom, please bless us." As she said, she inserted the incense into the incense burner.