How to cough up blood

end of november.

A thick layer of frost covered the withered and yellow leaves on the campus of University A.

After the get out of class bell rang, Ji Zhisheng came out of the classroom with a computer in hand, and the students passing by smiled and said hello, and there was a holiday atmosphere everywhere.

"Hello Professor Ji!"

"Professor Ji is also very handsome today!"

Ji Zhisheng officially became a full-time professor of University A a week ago. He is no longer an occasional lecturer. His popularity quickly climbed to the top in University A. His gentle and indifferent temperament and appearance slaughtered all major forums of the school's students.

The cold breath from his mouth permeated the air. After Ji Zhisheng greeted them, he walked to the school gate and looked down at the time.

He stood under the sparse sycamore trees, wearing an alpaca-colored overcoat, and a white scarf loosely wrapped around it, softening and warming the ascetic temperament around him.

Where some people stand, there is the scenery.

After Xi Jin got out of the car, he saw Ji Zhisheng for the first time. A smile floated in his eyes, and he lazily leaned against the side of the car: "Brother in front, is there no one to pick you up?"

Hearing this, Ji Zhisheng put away the page he was about to call, looked in Xi Jin's direction, paused, and walked over.

"Someone will pick you up, but you look better... Do you want to take me away?" Ji Zhisheng laughed.

Xi Jin: "Then I got a big deal."

He looked at Ji Zhisheng's ears that were frozen red, and frowned suddenly, then stretched out his hand, and rewrapped Ji Zhisheng's scarf tightly.

"That's how a scarf should be worn."

Ji Zhisheng's face was blurred: "..."

He was still a little dazed, so Xi Jin stuffed him into the co-pilot, the heater was turned on inside, and it was very warm.Xi Jin got into the car, put Ji Zhisheng's computer away, and touched his leg.

Ji Zhisheng knocked off his hand: "What are you doing in the car?"

Xi Jin's face turned dark, and she ground her teeth: "You didn't wear clothes to keep warm."

"...cough," Ji Zhisheng turned his face away, a guilty conscience flashed in his eyes, "The warmer you bought is too ugly..."

Pink and purple, and all kinds of gaudy patterns.

Xi Jin: "That kind of warmth!"

He snorted coldly, "I'll change it when I go back, do you hear me?"

Ji Zhisheng didn't speak, and after a while, when he was approaching Tianxi Garden, he quietly glanced at Xi Jin's side face.The man seemed still angry.

Why is it getting more and more easy to get angry.

Ji Zhisheng thought for a while, leaned over and kissed Xi Jin's chin, and said softly: "Okay, don't be angry, I have a surprise for you tonight."

Xi Jin tried hard to control her blushing face, but quietly pricked up her ears, "...what surprise?"

Ji Zhisheng laughed and said, "You will know in the evening."

There is still one month to go before the Chinese New Year in Tianxi Garden. Whether it is housing or renting a house, most of the people living here are office workers. It is a busy time and there are not many people.

Xi Jin parked the car and walked back side by side with Ji Zhisheng.

The fallen leaves on the ground made a soft crunching sound when they stepped on them, and the quiet cool wind blew leisurely on the surface of the lake.Occasionally, there are pedestrians passing by, and the low voice of conversation is scattered in the air.

As they walked, the distance between the two became closer and closer, and the hands hanging by their sides seemed to touch each other.After a while, Xi Jin took the initiative to grab Ji Zhisheng's hand and interlocked his fingers.

Xi Jin coughed lightly: "Well... your hands are a little cold, I'll warm you up."

Ji Zhisheng's drooping hair covered the smile on his lips, and after a while, "Well, it's a bit cold."

The two people of 'Warming You' and 'A Little Cold' didn't go home either. They walked around in circles for a long time, sweating so much that they walked back slowly.

When Ji Zhisheng just woke up, his body was very weak, and he recovered after a long time of exercise and nourishment.I did a lot of psychotherapy in the middle, and the results were not very good at first, but with Xi Jin's company, I slowly returned to normal levels, even more stable than before.

For such a long time, because they have to see a doctor for an examination, and Xi Jin has to go to work, they actually don't have many opportunities to be alone, let alone more intimate things.

Xi Jin was already very satisfied.

As for the 'surprise' that Ji Zhisheng said before, when he got home, he almost forgot about it.The two of them opened up the room, and the two houses are connected together, the area is not small, it is very convenient for Ah Ruan to scurry around.

It's just that the kitchen is still a place where Ji Zhisheng is forbidden to enter.

After Xi Jin finished cooking, the two of them ate, cleaned up and went to take a shower, because there are two bathrooms, there is no need to wait for anyone to finish washing first.

Xi Jin came out earlier, lying on the floor and waiting for Ji Zhi's voice to come out.That's right, he was still laying the floor in Ji Zhisheng's room.

I don't sleep in so many rooms, so I just sleep here, and I don't move my nest.

Under Xi Jin's strong request, a board was removed in the room, and after the coordination between the two parties, a dim warm yellow small lamp was installed, and a lot of cat and cat heating decorations that Ah Ruan likes were added to the bedroom. Warm.

After a while, Ji Zhisheng was wearing a nightgown, opened the door and came in, stepped on the floor, sat cross-legged in front of Xi Jin, very naturally gave him the towel in his hand, raised his eyebrows.

"Hey, Young Master Ji," Xi Jin sighed helplessly, took over the towel, wiped Ji Zhisheng's hair, and then picked up the hair dryer to dry him.

"Your hair is a bit long."

Ji Zhisheng: "Well...it's okay, I'm used to it." He doesn't like strangers touching his hair, so he just keeps his hair long, and occasionally cuts it once it's too long, and trims the rest by himself.

Xi Jin knew that he had a lot of bad habits, so she tried: "Shall I cut it for you?"

"..."

Ji Zhisheng pushed him away indifferently, and refused: "I still want to see someone."

The hair was almost blown, Xi Jin smiled twice, and put the hair dryer away, "This is very good, Professor Ji looks good no matter what."

His facial features are profound, this indulgent and helpless appearance is very poignant, Ji Zhisheng looked at it for a moment, then suddenly walked forward on his knees, straddled Xi Jin's lap, wrapping his arms around his neck.

Xi Jin held onto his waist, and in the next second, her body stiffened slightly, and her ears turned red.

"Professor Ji, you..."

Ji Zhisheng was not wearing anything in his nightgown, they were so close, Xi Jin could feel it clearly.

"Well, you put the clothes there, I didn't find them." Ji Zhisheng didn't know what he felt, he paused, and his tone was delicate, "Deputy Captain Xi, your reaction...is great."

Both of them have the same scent of shower gel, which is light.But Ji Zhisheng has always had an indescribable cold fragrance, mixed together, it is particularly itchy.

Xi Jin's voice was a little hoarse: "Don't make trouble, you still have class tomorrow."

Ji Zhisheng: "I'm on leave."

"..."

Xi Jin was silent for a moment, then suddenly got into trouble, turned over and pressed Ji Zhisheng on the floor, his breath was burning hot, he kissed Ji Zhisheng's lips as punishment, "No, you haven't recovered yet."

Ji Zhisheng raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, stretched out his hand to pull off Xi Jin's nightgown, and felt for a gunshot wound on his left shoulder.

Although it has healed, it still leaves a scar.If a joint is injured, it will hurt when it rains on a cloudy day, and it will last a lifetime.

Ji Zhisheng didn't know what he was thinking, and rubbed his fingertips on the wound for a moment, Xi Jin grabbed his hand, bit his knuckles, and said in a low voice: "Don't get angry, Professor Ji, it's cold, I don't want to Go take a cold shower tonight."

Ji Zhisheng was quiet for a while, and said, "I told you today that I have a gift for you."

Xi Jin remembered that this was the case, and hummed, "What gift?"

"Let go of me first."

It was really inconvenient for him to be pressed like this.

"Oh..." Xi Jin reluctantly let go, and the eldest one obediently crossed her legs to do the job, quite a bit jealous.

Ji Zhisheng was amused, took the small lamp next to him, and placed it beside him to make sure that it was clearly illuminated. Then he unbuttoned his nightgown, exposing his upper body to the air instantly, and the nightgown fell on his waist, covering the scenery below.

The moment he fell, Ji Zhisheng raised his hand to cover his lower abdomen.

Xi Jin:! ! !

He held his nose and stammered, "You...what are you doing?!"

Ji Zhisheng: "..."

He paused: "Deputy Captain Xi, the drama is overdone."

"Oh..." Xi Jin put down her hand, her heartbeat speeded up quietly, her ears were still red, and her eyes wandered, "You...what is the gift you want to give. It's not good if you can't sleep at night. "

Ji Zhisheng rolled his eyes: "Look here."

He removed his hand covering his abdomen, and Xi Jin looked over, suffocating for breath.

On the flat lower abdomen, there were originally two blood-red petals tattooed on it, but now it has become a leaf on a deeper black vine, thin, extremely beautiful, strange and soft.

Below the vines, in the middle of the lower abdomen, there are two handwritten words tattooed on it

Xi Jin.

It's Ji Zhisheng's handwriting, free and sharp.

"When I got the tattoo, I didn't know why, but I just drew this black vine, and the effect of the tattoo was pretty good."

He looked calm and spoke in the same chatting voice as usual, but unconsciously pinched the tie of the nightgown with his fingers.

Xi Jin approached slowly, as if in a trance, her scorching fingertips landed on Ji Zhisheng's lower abdomen, caressing the word 'Xi Jin' and the black vine next to it.

For a moment, I didn't know who was flirting with whom.

Without a response, Ji Zhisheng was a little uncertain, he frowned slightly, and before he could react, he was gently hugged by Xi Jin.

He heard a slightly trembling voice.

"...does it hurt?"

Ji Zhisheng was taken aback for a moment, and belatedly realized what Xi Jin was thinking.When he was rescued at first, the abdominal injury did not heal, and after it healed, it could not heal anymore.

Xi Jin is always regretful.

Why didn't he find out earlier, and earlier, Ji Zhisheng wouldn't have to be tattooed again.

During several nights in the hospital, Ji Zhisheng occasionally couldn't sleep at night, and would find Xi Jin staring at the tattoo on his abdomen in a daze.

Now he tattooed black vines on his body to cover the petals, but unconsciously stabbed a knife in Xi Jin's heart.

Ji Zhisheng wanted to understand, blinked his eyes, a bit at a loss for what to say.In fact, T's second tattoo was not completely successful, he didn't feel anything, it was all for survival.

He thought for a while, pushed Xi Jin away, looked into his eyes: "It doesn't hurt, I still think your name is a bit small."

It's really not big, only the size of two knuckles.

Xi Jin also didn't want Ji Zhisheng to be disappointed, so she hummed twice, and hugged him again, and the two of them got bored for a while.Each other's heartbeats are a bit fast, and it's the first taste of love, and it's such a situation, it's inevitable that the guns will go off the rails.

Somehow it was transferred from the floor to the bed.

Seeing his name tattooed on Ji Zhisheng's lower abdomen, Xi Jin's eyes gradually deepened.

Although Ji Zhisheng did not intend to do so, this tattoo is an extremely exciting and controlling thing in the eyes of any man.

Ji Zhisheng's breathing was a little messy, he laughed lowly, and took the initiative to touch the writing on his abdomen, "The tattoo is a bit small...but there is a way to make the writing bigger."

He turned over and pressed down on Xi Jin, took off his glasses, put them beside the pillow, and lowered his voice in his ear, with an ambiguous ending.

"I wonder if Vice Captain Xi would like to give it a try?"

Xi Jin clasped his waist indiscriminately, "...what can I do?"

Ji Zhisheng brushed his hair up, and the ends of his hair brushed against Xi Jin's chest, tickling it.

His voice was light and ethereal, "You can expand it if you go in..."

The air was quiet for a moment.

Ji Zhisheng's eyes were bent, and he felt that Dao Xi Jin's hand on his waist was slowly tightening.

After a while, Xi Jin asked calmly, "You asked for leave tomorrow, right?"

Ji Zhisheng said lazily, "Yes."

The next second, he was picked up by Xi Jin and strode towards the bathroom. Ji Zhisheng was slightly taken aback, "What are you doing?"

"Go to the bathroom."

"bathroom?"

boom.The bathroom door opened and closed, Xi Jin hugged Ji Zhisheng in front of the bathroom mirror, the mirror took a clear picture of the two of them.

Ji Zhisheng looked at Xi Jin's dark and oppressive pupils, and vaguely felt that he had turned his head too far and overturned: "You..."

Xi Jin ignored him, just stroked the tattoo on his abdomen, and after a while, kissed Ji Zhisheng's side face.

"This is how Professor Ji can see..."

"How tattoos get stretched."

The evening wind blew into the living room, Ah Ruan was startled by their movement, ran to the door of the bathroom and meowed, and understood something a minute later, the cat-faced old man tuied and kicked cat food.

The sound of the water in the bathroom rang in the middle of the night, and the splashing shower flushed the water stains on the floor.

The mirror was blurred by the water vapor, and it was wiped by Xi Jin again and again to make it crystal clear, leaving messy scratches on the corners of the mirror, reflecting Ji Zhisheng's red eyes.

In a daze, Ji Zhisheng touched his sore belly tattoo in a daze, thinking.

I watched a lot of Xi Jin tonight.

The big one... the small one... the big one... the small one...

big... small... big... small...