Show one's ugliness

There are two overlords at the table, besides children and the elderly.

The field that the old people are good at is cuddling seats.

Almost every table leftovers will be packed away by them.

Or the kind that comes with its own bag.

The strength of the liquidation really saved the restaurant waiters a lot of effort.

The whole banquet was eaten very quickly, and the tables in the back gradually left within half an hour.

The first two tables are relatively slow.

Lin Tejia went back after dinner, but Qi Heng and Ji Cen could not leave.

They also had to stay at the hotel to help with the aftermath.

After arguing all morning, my brain hurts.Ji Cen suggested to sit outside in the car and come in at about the same time.

He and Qi Heng were about to leave when Xiao Mingjun called him from behind.

"Xiao Cen, come here!"

Ji Cen motioned to Qi Heng: "You go first."

Qi Heng watched Ji Cen go to Xiao Mingjun's table, and stood there listening for a while.

He couldn't move his feet, wondering what made the whole table smile and wait for Ji Cen to pass.

After approaching, Ji Cen greeted everyone with a smile on his face, and then asked his uncle: "What's the matter?"

An aunt on the table said: "Oh, this child is really good-looking, tall and handsome."

"Isn't that so," the uncle took the words, "How old is this year?"

Ji Cen vaguely sensed something, and before he could speak, Xiao Mingjun answered everything for him.

Xiao Mingjun didn't know how much he drank, and he reeked of alcohol as he spoke.

Ji Cen whispered, "Drink less."

"I'm happy today," Xiao Mingjun pulled Ji Cen's arm and gestured, "Uncle and aunt want to introduce someone to you."

"Don't worry about it," Ji Cen tried his best to smile politely, and said with a haha, "I'm really not in a hurry."

"If you're in the right place for two years, you can get married, and in a year or two, you should have a baby." It was a poker friend of Xiao Mingjun who spoke.

A table of people immediately talked and laughed together.

very normal thing.

Every time I go to someone's house to do business, relatives and friends get together, they like to blindly connect with the younger generation.

Qi Heng didn't listen anymore, he planned to sit in the car.

The mood is not very comfortable, very stuffy.

Maybe it was too hot.

The compartment is like a big stove, you have to open the door to ventilate when you get in.

After inserting the car key and turning it, the engine started, and the cool air from the air conditioner began to blow against the front door.

He was about to close the co-pilot's door when an arm stopped him in time.

"It's so hot." Ji Cen said as he got into the car.

Qi Heng glanced at Ji Cen: "Finished introducing the object?"

Ji Cen closed the car door and adjusted the seat: "It's just a matter of perfunctory, if you don't come out quickly, it will be endless."

"What a wonderful thing, there are still people rushing to introduce someone," Qi Heng said, "Look at me, who dares to introduce me."

Hearing these words, Ji Cen was very angry, and smiled: "What's wrong, do you want to date someone?"

"No, I'm talking about my situation. No one dares to introduce a good girl to me."

"You're overthinking it." Ji Cen took out the cigarette case, "Would you like one?"

Qi Heng stretched out his hand: "Come."

No matter how fast you learn things, Ji Cen looks like an old smoker when he sees Qi Heng smoking.

"Did you start smoking when you learned how to drive with Coach Shen?" He lowered the car window and asked.

Qi Heng: "Really not, this is the third one I smoked."

"No, it's the third and one bite." He added.

Ji Cen knew very well that Zero's sip was the one that Qi Heng smoked directly with the cigarette in his hand at the window in the hospital corridor.

"Brother Cen, why don't you have a date? Those friends of yours all have girlfriends," Qi Heng flicked the cigarette ash, "You shouldn't have such a condition."

Ji Cen: "What are my conditions?"

"I think the conditions are pretty good in all aspects."

"Are you approving or hurting me?"

Qi Heng continued: "No other meaning, just asking."

"I didn't find a girlfriend because I wasn't ready yet," Ji Cen said slowly, "I don't care what I want, there are a lot of debts and mortgages, who should I cheat? It’s a waste of time if you don’t get to the end.”

"Ning Que Wu Lun?" Qi Heng continued to ask, "Then what do you want to prepare?"

Ji Cen sighed: "Always prepare a relatively stable mentality and guarantee, so that people won't suffer from following me."

Qi Heng nodded and smoked silently.

They finished their cigarettes and listened to the radio for a while.

Xiao Mingjun and Qiao Aiqing came out of the hotel to see off the last batch of guests.

The final group photo session began.

Those who participated in the photo were all relatives and friends of Xiao Mingjun's aunt and uncle's family.

Yesterday, when he came back from dinner, he told Ji Cen to take Yongli's camera with him, and he wanted the best configuration.

He said that he would take advantage of this time to take a good photo as a souvenir.

After Ji Cen took out the camera from the trunk, he gestured for everyone to stand up.

Qi Heng didn't get out of the car, he looked back from the rear window to see Qiao Aiqing holding Xiao Mingjun's arm and taking photos with groups of people.

He was happy to see his mother, and he was happy too.

He said he was looking at his mother, but his eyes were mostly following Ji Cen's figure.

When Ji Cen returned to the car to drink water, he pretended to play with his mobile phone again, and then used the car as a cover to continue watching after the people left.

Just look at it, but dare not be aboveboard.

After the photos were taken, the people from Yuanfeng boarded the bus.

Xiao Mingjun kept waving them off on the side of the road as he did when he picked them up.

Ji Cen stood with the backlight looking at the photos in the camera, then raised his head and said to Xiao Mingjun and Qiao Aiqing, "I'll take some more photos for you two."

Xiao Mingjun turned around and said, "Where's Qi Heng? Ask him to come over and take a photo together, our family hasn't had a photo taken yet."

The sun at one o'clock in the afternoon was too poisonous, and Ji Cen didn't want to leave the shade of the tree.

He scratched his neck and shouted: "Qi Heng! Come out! We're taking pictures!"

When Qi Heng heard him being called, he got out of the car and said, "What kind of picture are you taking?"

"Let's take a picture of the four of us," Qiao Aiqing said, "Let your godmother take a picture, take two more."

Song Yufen smiled and took the camera from Ji Cen: "Come on, first the two adults sit in front, and the two young ones stand behind."

After Xiao Mingjun and Qiao Aiqing sat on the chairs, Ji Cen and Qi Heng stood behind them.

Ji Cen is next to his uncle.

Qi Heng next to his mother.

After taking one photo, Song Yufen commanded again: "Change the posture and take another photo."

Qiao Aiqing rested her head on Xiao Mingjun's shoulder.Ji Cen and Qi Heng really don't know how they need to change.

They exchanged positions very tacitly.

Song Yufen smiled and said, "You two silly kids, you can put your shoulders together."

Ji Cen put his arm on Qi Heng's shoulder first.

Qi Heng glanced at Ji Cen, and put his arm on Ji Cen's shoulder.

The closer he gets to Ji Cen now, the more Qi Heng feels that he is greedy for petty gain.

It's more relaxing to admit that it's his idea that it's impossible.

He tried to loosen Ji Cen's hand and smiled at the camera.

"Okay," Song Yufen said, "It's much more intimate this way, come on, three, two..."

After the family portrait was finished, Ji Cen took some more photos for Qiao Aiqing and Song Yufen.

Finally he put away the camera and said, "Okay, I'm tired, let's go back and rest."

After paying the final payment with the hotel, the wedding banquet came to an end.

Qi Heng returned to Yangnan with Song Yufen.

Today is a good day for Qiao Aiqing, Song Yufen also drank.

"Old son, your former classmate, Sun Shuyu, what do you think of her? I think she always asks me about you, you..."

As soon as he said that no one would introduce him to someone, his godmother came.

Qi Heng shook his head: "Godmother, I'm not suitable for her."

"Whether it fits or not, you have to get along with it. I think that little girl is pretty good."

"If I were dating, I would definitely not be introduced by others, it would definitely be by myself."

After separating from Song Yufen, Qi Heng stopped in front of the blood donation vehicle at the gate of the community.

A while ago, he saw the advertisement in the corridor and thought of donating blood.

But because of the problem of shift system, I always missed it.

It was only then that he saw the blood donation car and stepped on it without hesitation.

It may be that no one came to donate blood during this time in the afternoon, or that there were not many people donating blood.

The two little nurses in the car were talking and laughing.

Seeing someone coming, he hurriedly silenced his voice.

Qi Heng, who met Sun Shuyu's eyes, stopped at the door. He didn't expect the person who was just talking, to see him immediately.

"It's you, Qi Heng," Sun Shuyu said, "Donate blood?"

Sun Shuyu's colleague gave her a slight nudge: "You are not here to donate blood, but to ask for directions?"

Sun Shuyu smiled embarrassedly, she was indeed a little nervous when she saw Qi Heng.

Qi Heng sat on the chair, and the nurse helped him with the basic examination.

When it was time to draw blood, Sun Shuyu sat over and said, "Yan'er, let me do it."

Sun Shuyu was very careful during the whole blood collection process.

The movements were so gentle that I was afraid that it would hurt Qi Heng.

After collecting enough blood and pulling out the needle, she pressed the alcohol cotton ball for a long time.

Qi Heng wanted to press it herself, but she didn't let go.

After the new alcohol cotton ball was no bloodshot, she said: "You have smoked the highest amount, take a rest, and don't rush to go."

Qi Heng got up: "I'm fine."

Sun Shuyu's colleague took out milk and bread from the locker and handed them to Qi Heng: "Give it to those who donate blood."

Sun Shuyu turned around and took two more bags of milk for Qi Heng.

On Sun Shuyu's body, Qi Heng seemed to see how he treated Ji Cen.

"Nothing." He turned around and got out of the car without taking anything.

He didn't look back, but he knew that Sun Shuyu must be standing at the door of the blood donation vehicle.

On the way home, all Qi Heng could think about was Ji Cen.

He began to be convinced that he was right about Ji Cen.

It's not as simple as saying "Brother Cen".

He understood that when he discovered this matter, the real heartbeat was earlier.

It has been almost four months since I met Ji Cen.

He clearly remembered that at first he looked down on Ji Cen at all.

Since when did it change.

Life really gave him two surprises.

The first one landed him in prison in disarray when he should have been waiting to go to college.

The second is that at an age when he should be attracted to the opposite sex, he has a strange psychology towards the same sex.

He felt that fate was fucking trying to kill him.

When I climbed to the third floor, my phone vibrated.

Qi Heng took it out and took a look, his head went numb.

Whoever he was thinking about turned out to be whoever was on the screen.

He still didn't save Ji Cen's phone number, and the eleven-digit number fluttered left and right on the screen.

He was dazzled for a moment.

Before he could speak after pressing the answer button, Ji Cen's voice came out.

"Are you home yet?"

Qi Heng: "Immediately."

Ji Cen: "Well, I have to go to your place to live for a few days."

"Ah?" Qi Heng's voice was a little loud.

"What's wrong?" Ji Cen asked, "You don't seem to be willing?"

"No," Qi Heng smiled, "Why?"

"There are reporters from Wynn blocking me, insisting on doing some interviews," Ji Cen continued, "I want to wait a few days for the limelight to pass before opening, and go out and hide first."

"Come and stay here," Qi Heng opened the door with a key, "But the food here is not good for me."

Ji Cen: "It's all small things."

After hanging up Ji Cen's phone, Qi Heng immediately contacted Song Yufen.

He told his godmother that he would go to Cengfan in the next few days.

Song Yufen, who lives alone, is too lonely. When she was young, she didn't feel it. When she got older, she was envious when she saw that other people had children by their side.

Hearing that Qi Heng wanted to come to her for dinner on time, he hurriedly said: "Okay, godmother will cook something delicious for you."

"And Ji Cen," Qi Heng said, "come with me, he will stay for a few days."

"Okay, you all come."

Usually when Qi Heng went to Song Yufen's place for dinner, Song Yufen had to call him before he went.

He didn't want to cause trouble for his godmother, and he settled most of it by himself in small restaurants outside.

As soon as Ji Cen said he would come over, he completely ignored it.

He opened the door and called out the general, then locked the door.

He wanted to go downstairs and wait for Ji Cen.

When Ji Cen drove Qiao Aiqing and Xiao Mingjun back to Yongli, he was surrounded by several people.

No matter how Ji Cen tried to evade, he couldn't drive these people away from the gate of Yongli.

What's more, they tried to enter the door again and again to discuss with Ji Cen.

When he was in the hospital, Ji Cen did not accept the so-called interview.

He didn't think he was a hero, and he didn't think it was an honor to entertain his good friend's brother.

Judging by the appearance of those media, it seems that they will not give up until they dig out some material from him.

Ji Cen, who was injured, was somewhat suspected of being sabotage.

I thought about closing the store and finding a place to avoid it first.

Zhong Zhenghao was too busy to see anyone, and Lin Tejia returned to the development zone.

His good buddies couldn't borrow their strength.

But he discovered that there was another Qi Heng.

Only then did he decide to stay at Qi Heng's place for a few days.

When Ji Cen went to live in Yangnan, Qiao Aiqing was also worried about his food.

Said that Ji Cen was recuperating from his injuries, so he had to eat well.

She called Song Yufen to explain the situation and asked Song Yufen to cook for her.

"You two have a tacit understanding," Song Yufen said, "My old son just finished talking to me."

"Really," Qiao Aiqing smiled, "This kid is really getting more and more sensible."

Ji Cen originally only brought a few changes of clothes.

But Qiao Aiqing insisted on bringing him the frozen dumplings made two days ago, and packed a lot of things in the refrigerator.

Xiao Mingjun also picked some fruits and sent them to his car.

Thanks to Qi Heng, the fruits are so fresh that they couldn't be fresher.

The bag of corn Ji Cen brought by Zhang Qin asked Qiao Aiqing to make corn pastries for Xiao Mingjun to eat.

Qiao Aiqing said that when the time comes, it will be ready and sent to him and Qi Heng.

Ji Cen, who drove away from the Wynn Gate, seemed to be fleeing.

The media car failed to keep up with Xiao Mingjun's interference, so it was completely thrown off.

When I got to Qi Heng downstairs, I saw a person and a dog sitting under the sun.

He asked from the car window, "Why are you sitting downstairs?"

Qi Heng got up and patted the dirt on his buttocks: "This is not waiting for you."

"I'm quite proud of myself," Ji Cen said, waving his hands, "I'll call you if you don't come down, go to the trunk and get something."

Qi Heng looked in the trunk of the car and was dumbfounded.

He pointed to various bags of different sizes and said, "Brother Cen, are you sure you're only here for a few days?"

The wound on Ji Cen's stomach was aching from sweating, and he bowed slightly: "I don't want to take it either, it's all stuffed by your mother."

Qi Heng felt Ji Cen's physical discomfort, so he didn't let Ji Cen do it.

After calling the general, he chose a bag of about the same weight for the general to bite.

He carried and carried the rest by himself.

Seeing Ji Cen reach out and pull the bag out of the general's mouth, Qi Heng said, "It's fine to hold it in its mouth."

Ji Cen: "Let me do it, why bully the dog."

The two and the dog slowly climbed the stairs.

Ji Cen was slow because the wound on his stomach did not allow him to crawl too fast.

But Qi Heng was indeed a little slow today.The speed of copying the house at that time was far worse.

Seeing the sweat on Qi Heng's forehead and his pale face, Ji Cen asked, "Have you got heatstroke?"

Qi Heng shook his head: "I just finished donating blood."

"Then why don't you go back to the house and rest in the sun?" Ji Cen asked nonsense like chatting, "What's your blood type?"

"Type B."

"Is it because this blood type likes to attract mosquitoes? Xiao Mingjun is also very attracted to mosquitoes."

"Not sure."

Just after donating blood, I spent more than half an hour downstairs in the sun, and now I went upstairs with strenuous exercise and heavy load.

In addition, in the past two days, the hospital escorts got up early and didn't have a good rest.

Qi Heng thought he was in good health, but he couldn't stand it anymore.

His eyes were a little dark, his feet suddenly fluttered, he missed the stairs, and stepped on the air.

At that moment, the stress response made a survival action, and he let go of the bag in his left hand to grab Ji Cen, who was two steps ahead of him.

The deviation of his body caused a gap between his hands and the hem of Ji Cen's clothes.

Ji Cen's elastic shorts slipped down immediately.

When Qi Heng stabilized his body, Ji Cen's trousers had completely left his buttocks, leaving only the underwear inside unsealed.

Ji Cen never expected that his pants would be pulled off while he was walking.

He slowly turned around to look at Qi Heng, Qi Heng subconsciously wanted to escape, got up and ran downstairs.

Ji Cen threw away the frozen dumplings, put on his pants and climbed over the railing of the stairs, easily intercepting Qi Heng.

Qi Heng wanted to laugh, but he was afraid of appearing too inhuman.He leaned against the wall and said, "Brother Cen, I really didn't do it on purpose..."

Of course it wasn't intentional, Ji Cen knew.It is estimated that Qi Heng would have been in pain if he hadn't grabbed his pants.

He stopped Qi Heng who was about to run away because he didn't want this person to continue to do strenuous exercise.

He didn't understand why there were so many embarrassing things when getting along with Qi Heng.

He remembered that night in the underground garage when he went to find the key in Qi Heng's trouser pocket and found the wrong place.

One of the bags that Qi Heng was carrying dropped, and an orange jumped and rolled downstairs.

The general hurried to chase after him, but Ji Cen yelled a few times but still didn't come back.

He looked back at Qi Heng: "When you were discharged from the hospital, you were allowed to be shirtless. This is even. Hurry up and go back to the room. I don't care about you if you are really lying on the corridor. I am also a sick number."

Qi Heng wanted to pick up the bag at his feet again, but Ji Cen took the lead.

Ji Cen was still climbing the stairs in front of him, picked up the bag of frozen dumplings and continued walking.

Qi Heng quickly took two steps to catch up: "You came here, do you still go to the Fourth Hospital for a change of medicine?"

Ji Cen walked away without looking back: "The blood pumping took your brain out? I'm so far away. Is there no community clinic in this community?"

"Yes, I have."

"Then I'll change it at the community clinic."

When the general came back, the door just opened.

The orange brought back by the general was placed on the door mat.

Seeing that it was covered with tooth marks and halazi, Ji Cen frowned: "Is this still possible?"

Qi Heng whispered: "Of course not, but you can't throw it in front of it."

If there was anything that couldn't be thrown in front of his face, Ji Cen kicked the orange out with one kick.

Before the general was about to chase, he closed the door again.

The general groaned twice, and looked at Qi Heng aggrievedly.

Qi Heng didn't dare to talk too much, he turned around and changed his shoes, pretending not to see it.