Kidney master

As the day of engagement drew closer, Song Chu went to Xi'an with Ji Yi'an in advance. The engagement banquet was held in Xi'an, and only some relatives and friends were invited.

"Dad, Mom." Ji Yian pushed open the door and called into the room.

Ji Wei was the first to run out, and when he saw Song Chu, he yelled "Sister-in-law".

Ji Wei is very familiar with Song Chu, even though he only met Song Chu once, he ran over and put his arms around her waist: "I have been waiting for you to come back for a long time!"

Ji Yi'an pulled her back by the collar: "How can you enter the house with someone in your arms, it's too hot outside today."

Sheng Xia hasn't arrived yet, but the temperature has suddenly risen in the past two days. It's really hot outside. Standing at the door of the house, the back is hot, and only the air-conditioning inside the house is blowing head-on.

Ji Yi'an took Ji Wei away, turned around and closed the door again, only then did he feel that he had finally escaped from the summer heat.

Ji Zhonghai and Xu Qingnian hurriedly told them to come in quickly.

"Dad, Mom." Song Chu also called softly.

She didn't feel a little embarrassed until now, after all, she used to seldom even call her own parents, but when Ji Yi'an was lying in the intensive care unit, her life and death were uncertain, her "Papa and Mom" ​​really blurted out .

I just feel that whether you live or die, I love you and I am willing to marry you.

Xu Qingnian liked Song Chu very much, and when he saw her, he took her hand and asked her how she was, whether she was hot, whether she was hungry, whether she should have some fruit first, or eat first.

This feeling made Song Chu feel very warm.

After eating, Song Chu was dragged by Ji Wei to his room.

"My brother said you are good at English, but I don't know many of them." She dug out her summer vacation English homework, a thick stack of test papers, densely printed.

"Well, how can you not?" Song Chu pulled up a chair and sat down next to Ji Wei.

Song Chu is also learning English by herself recently. After all, she has already sent an email to the school saying that she will return to school to finish the rest of her studies when the next semester begins. However, Song Chu's self-study is very simple, that is, listening to English songs every day, Just watch English movies without subtitles, and just be familiar with them. After all, I have been abroad for several years before, and I can’t forget them.

"This." Ji Wei pointed to a multiple-choice question.

Song Chu pulled the test paper over and glanced at it: "C."

"Why?" Ji Wei is a good boy who seeks to solve problems.

"..." Song Chu read it carefully three times, and finally found that he couldn't explain why, "Sense of language."

Ji Wei looked at her blankly.

Song Chu was helpless: "I didn't like to memorize grammar when I was studying, but my English scores have always been good. It all depends on my language sense. I don't know where my language sense comes from."

"Hey, maybe this is a genius." Ji Wei sighed like a little adult, "There are many students like this in our class. They talk empty words, pass notes, and steal snacks with me every day in class. As a result, when he took the test, he got the top three in the class, and I was the last three in the class, it's so unfair."

Song Chu was amused by her, laughed for a while, and rubbed the girl's hair: "I'm not that kind of academic master, I'm partial to subjects, and my math grades are terrible."

"How much can you score?" Ji Wei blinked.

"Well, twenty or thirty minutes, I don't understand at all."

Ji Wei burst out laughing, jumped off the chair and rummaged through the schoolbag for a while, pulled out a crumpled math test paper, and showed off to Song Chu the score of 54 on it.

"It's really amazing." Song Chu gave her a thumbs up and said sincerely.

Ji Yi'an chatted with his parents for a while before going upstairs. When he opened the door, he heard this sentence, and then glanced at the test paper: "..."

"You half-baked students are quite optimistic." He teased, brushed Song Chu's hair, and patted her on the head lightly, "Don't give her such hypocritical self-confidence, 54 points can still do it. Is it suitable for the previous sentence 'really amazing'?"

Ji Wei pointed at him: "This test paper is extremely difficult! The average score is only in the 80s!"

Ji Yian scratched his eyebrows: "So?"

"So I did well in the exam."

"The full score is 150, and you are dozens of points away from passing."

Ji Wei glared at him, and finally roared: "You fart!"

"Who did you learn from when you talk so dirty at such a young age, be careful and I will tell your mother."

Song Chu: "..."

She watched the two quarreling, she didn't expect that she had been arguing for many years that she had nothing to do with herself, and one day she would be reduced to the point of persuading a fight. She tugged on Ji Yi'an's clothes and wisely changed the topic.

"Yi'an, take a look at this topic, will you?"

She pointed to the English multiple-choice question that Ji Wei asked her just now.

Ji Yi'an pressed his sister's shoulder back to the seat again, then slapped her on the back of the head very dissatisfied, and looked at the title again: "C."

Ji Wei immediately seized the opportunity to laugh: "Who doesn't know it's C, the three shorts and one long are the longest, do you know why?!"

Ji Yian glanced at her, picked up a pen and sketched a few strokes on that sentence, and quickly sorted out the sentence components: "Have you never learned clauses?"

Ji Wei: "..."

Song Chu propped his head aside, watching Ji Yi'an do the questions with curiosity.

Ji Yi'an glanced at her: "You can't either."

"Ah." Song Chu shrugged calmly, "No."

"……Fine."

***

At night, Song Chu slept directly at Ji Yian's house, and went into his bedroom after dinner.

Since he was in college, he rarely had the opportunity to go home and sleep. The bed was also slept in high school, and it has not been changed in the past few years. It is not a double bed, but it is not as narrow as a normal single bed.

When Ji Yian came out of the shower, he saw Song Chu sitting cross-legged on the head of the bed, flipping through a photo album, looking at it very seriously. She didn't bring her pajamas, but only wore Ji Yian's David coat, covering the heels of her legs, revealing two Long big white legs.

While wiping his wet hair, he walked up to Song Chu and said with a smile, "Where did you find it?"

"Your mother gave it to me just now."

"You have duplicity." Ji Yi'an pinched her face, "Your parents called you nicely before you, but after you get married, you become 'your mother'?"

Song Chu laughed and corrected: "Mom gave it to me."

"What's so interesting about this photo album." Ji Yi'an climbed onto the bed and leaned over, resting his chin on her shoulder, flipping through it casually, "This is all my childhood photos."

"Yeah." Song Chu was in a very good mood.

Most of them are photos of Ji Yian when he was a child, and there are almost none after junior high school. Obviously, he didn't like to take pictures when he was young, but he didn't have the ability to resist when he was younger, so he could only take pictures of stinky faces.

Pretty handsome.

"Don't you have photos of when you were a little older?"

"Ok?"

"In high school."

"No, I don't remember it anymore, I definitely don't have it myself." Ji Yian leaned on the back of the bed, with one long leg bent.

"What about your high school graduation photo?"

"I'll look for it." He got out of bed, opened the drawer of the desk beside him, searched for a long time, and finally found a roll of photos.

Their high school graduation photos were taken by hundreds of people throughout the year, and the photos were also long like a banner: "Can you find out which one is me?"

"What class are you in?"

"Don't try to be lazy, just look for it among hundreds of people."

Song Chu clicked his tongue, then got down on the bed and began to look carefully.

In fact, it is also very quick to find. I also know that Ji Yian must be standing in the last row, just look at the last row.

After searching for a minute, Song Chu pointed to the last row in the middle of the photo: "This."

Ji Yi'an glanced at it and said with a smile, "That's so powerful."

In fact, he is quite different from when he was in high school, and his temperament is completely different. He didn't understand anything at that time, but now he has seen more of the bad side of the world in his job, and his whole person has settled down even more. .

"Tsk, you were so handsome back then."

"Nonsense, I've never been ugly." Ji Yi'an said shamelessly.

Song Chu glanced at him coolly: "Yes, there are quite a lot of girls chasing you."

"Hey." Ji Yi'an sighed, hugged her into his arms, wisely decided to skip this question, and kissed her lips directly, "Isn't this the only one who chased after you?"

***

three days later.

Engagement dinner.

Song Chu's parents had already arrived in Xi'an by plane the day before.

Song Chu changed into the engagement dress he had bought earlier, with a slender waist and a pair of silver stiletto heels, dazzling.

Xiao Yan and Daming were also there, as well as some teammates in the team, except that Cen Han was missing.

But it doesn't matter, when they actually get married, one of them must be missing.

"I'll do it." She Xiang took a pearl hairpin from the make-up artist and fixed Song Chu's high bun, "I'm about to get married."

She was quite emotional.

Song Chu put another layer of light blush on his face, and replied with a smile, "No, it's just an engagement."

"It's about the same. You guys have settled down. Yi'an is also a good boy worth entrusting. Mom only hopes that you two can be well."

"Ah."

Neither Song Chu nor Ji Yi'an liked those complicated ceremonies, and the engagement banquet was simplified to the most basic.

After the sweet tea was served, engagement rings were exchanged.

Originally, it was enough for both parties to stand and wear rings for each other, but Ji Yi'an suddenly knelt down on one knee, a man as tall and straight as a mountain stood in front of her, took out the gift box and opened it, and the ring was inside.

"Song Chu, are you willing to marry me?" He said seriously, with firm eyes.

Song Chu was stunned, subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and then the sockets of his eyes became moist, and his eyes were full of light, unobstructed and full of satisfaction, projecting his most sincere emotions into it.

She nodded, her throat blocked, and she had to stretch out her hand.

When that metal snare with a slightly cool temperature was inserted into her middle finger, Song Chu deeply felt an indescribable sense of belonging, as if he was possessed by Ji Yi'an from the inside out.

***

My Mr. Ji, he came back from the darkness of night, passed through the thorns, like the warmest sunshine, illuminating all the darkness and haze, and also illuminating me, giving my life a new meaning, making my life full of joy With new sustenance and hope.

When I step over the abyss, you are all my colors.