Xunshan

However, this oath does not seem to be so easy to achieve.Because for the next few days, Sheng Sui disappeared as if the world had evaporated.

However, Ji Weizhi could still see his news in major newspapers.It is nothing more than inseparable from the third child, good business, good wine and beautiful women.Among them, there was a special issue of lace news, and even posted a photo of Sheng Sui meeting guests in the theater, with the title saying: "Second master of the Sheng family meets old friend again, Zhou's famous actor sings with love"

Ji Weizhi frowned, crumpled it up and threw it on the ground, picked it up after a while, folded it up, and put it on the top shelf of the bookshelf.The bookshelf contained all the reports about Sheng Sui in the past two years, and the stack was already two palms high.

There are hardly any good words in it, and Ji Weizhi is always unhappy to read it, but he just doesn't throw it away, he piles it up, just like keeping accounts.This time is no exception.

Ji Weizhi leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and inexplicably remembered Sheng Sui back then.

At that time, no one called Sheng Sui "Second Master", most of them called him Biaozi, or "Major Sheng".

Ji Weizhi loves to watch him train the most—the muscles are all under the military uniform, and the tight lines show the self-discipline of a man.There are also long, knuckle hands that sweat, get hurt, and get stained with blood, but each look shines brightly.

Two years have passed, and no one knows where the people who sweated profusely on the rehearsal ground have gone. On the contrary, the story of deserters turning into second masters has been widely circulated.

While in a trance, Ji Weizhi was interrupted by a ringing bell.

He picked up the phone and heard the operator announce a series of numbers, saying it was from the Bai Mansion.

"Ambassador Bai?" He was surprised.

Although Bai Anxian was with him in Bocheng and they were old acquaintances, but because of Sheng Sui, the two rarely communicated.But when the two of them are alone, they are still polite, after all, the work is close.

"Hey, Wei Zhi, let me ask you something." Bai Anxian was busy, straight to the point, "Can you help me find a book in the school library?"

After reporting the title of the book on the other end of the phone, Ji Weizhi became even more puzzled.Who doesn't know that Ambassador Bai is rich in learning and has countless books?Even if you borrow books, you don't have to go to the military school library to borrow them.

Hearing that Bai Anxian's tone was really urgent, Ji Weizhi had no choice but to agree: "Sure, I'll take a look for you later."

"Hey, good. You do your own work first, I just need to write negotiating materials."

At a time when the relationship between Country X and Bocheng was tense, Bai Anxian, as the ambassador of the Foreign Affairs Bureau, became the representative of the negotiating team without hesitation.

Ji Weizhi nodded: "That's quite important."

The voice in the receiver was far away, as if discussing something with the people around him, and then he continued: "It happens to be Sunday tomorrow, if there is one in the library, we will meet near the church?"

"Okay, I'll go find it now."

Ji Wei knew it was weird, but he still agreed, and went to the library after putting down the phone.

At the same time, after Bai Anxian hung up the phone, he yelled at the guest on the sofa: "Sheng Xunshan, if you want to ask someone out, just say so, why bother me with this call!"

Sheng Sui leisurely fiddled with the bowl of tea and smiled: "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to make an appointment?"

The next day, Ji Weizhi arrived early.

Although it didn't snow, the melting snow was colder than the previous few days, and the humidity was penetrating.Ji Weizhi didn't wear a hat, and his scalp was numb from the cold.

Most of them are foreigners who go to church, come and go, blond and blue-eyed.

Ji Weizhi was standing next to the fountain, looking east and west, when he suddenly saw a light blue vest in his sight.

The man's face was turned pale and his nose was red. He should have been waiting in the wind for a long time.

"Second Master?" Ji Weizhi put away his panic and took a step back, "You got up quite early."

"You came quite early, too."

Sheng Sui didn't wear a suit, and he looked more refined, like the young master of a dignitary's family in the old days.He also held a thick thing in his arms, wrapped in brocade, it looked quite precious.

Ji Weizhi frowned, "You know I'm coming here?"

"An Xian said." Sheng Sui nodded, "He was temporarily called to a meeting by the bureau, so let me thank you for him."

"..."

No matter how lame this reason sounds, it was said by Sheng Sui with a gentle and calm expression, which increased the credibility by half.

Ji Weizhi said "hmm", and said coldly: "The books are here, I have nothing to go back first."

After Sheng Sui reached out to take it, seeing that he was wearing thin clothes, he asked, "Is it cold?"

Ji Weizhi shook his head, "No."

"Hands are red, and he still says it's not cold." Sheng Sui said.

The light blue in front of him suddenly got much closer, so close that even the moon-white pattern embroidered on the clothes could be clearly seen.There was a warm touch on the originally cold hair.

It was Sheng Sui who took off his hat and put it on his head.

"Isn't this better?" Sheng Sui pushed down the brim of his hat again, and reached out to wipe away the spray from the fountain.

Ji Weizhi was speechless, he remembered that Sheng Sui used to be a person with a strong sense of boundaries.Even if they ate and lived together when they were young, Sheng Sui would separate their supplies clearly, otherwise there would be gentle reproaches.

"Probably..." Ji Weizhi said in a low voice.

Seeing that he accepted it obediently, Sheng Sui simply took off the scarf and hung it around his neck.

"Stretch out your hand." Sheng Sui said.

"Ah?" Ji Wei took his hand out of his pocket without knowing it.

The air outside was indeed cold, but that was only a matter of a second or two.

Because soon, Sheng Sui took off his gloves, and slipped them in bit by bit along his five fingers.

Cotton gloves, woolen scarves, woolen hats, and temperature all belong to Sheng Sui.

For a moment, Ji Weizhi seemed to see a completely different light in these eyes.

Ji Weizhi was a little flustered, and stepped back uncomfortably, "I'll leave first if it's okay."

"Where are you going?" Sheng Sui was very satisfied with the attire, and asked Ji Weizhi about his itinerary.

Ji Weizhi looked at himself in a daze: "I'm going to Wen's."

"Ok?"

"Look for Wen Shaoqi to kick a ball."

Sheng Sui's expression remained unchanged, but his tone seemed displeased: "You seem to be together a lot."

"Hey, isn't there no one to accompany me?" Ji Weizhi rubbed his scarf distractedly, "He also likes to play football, so we always make appointments together."

Sheng Sui thought for a while: "Actually, I can kick too."

"You don't like kicking." Ji Weizhi shook his head, not understanding his hint, "When I was young, I asked you to play with me, but you always said you were busy, so you didn't go."

Children love to hold grudges.At that time, Sheng Sui had just taken over the Charity Association, and he was busy with his studies, so he really didn't have much time to spend with children who were more "troublesome" than work.

Sheng Sui regrets it very much now, if he knew it was so difficult to chase now, he would have spent more time with him even if he didn't sleep in the middle of the night.

"I was wrong, I would be ignorant." Sheng Sui stared at him, "Why don't you ask now? You should be more sensible."

Ji Weizhi asked inquiringly, "What do you mean?"

"It means that you can come to me at your beck and call now." Sheng Sui pushed down the brim of his hat again, "If you wave it... probably you won't be able to wave it away."