Burning fire

Originally, I wanted to see Zhang Jueming shy, but I didn't expect him to become so virtuous all at once.

"Jade Ming, this can't be counted..." Zhou Qizun shook his wrist, "Mmm..."

"Hey, I don't think so, really." Zhou Qizun gritted his teeth, "Look, we are what you want, I..."

"Even if you don't want to." Zhang Jueming said suddenly, "Even if you don't want to..."

As he spoke, his voice weakened: "This afternoon, I will treat you too...I will..."

Zhou Qizun: "..."

"Can you stop thinking about it?" Zhou Qizun grabbed Zhang Jueming's hand, "Why do you think so?"

"I'm always willing, so..." Zhou Qizun sighed, a little unhappy, "So there is no such thing as being forced by you."

Zhou Qizun: "The mountain ghost is indeed much stronger than ordinary people. Sometimes you even accidentally hurt me. But I like you, so you don't have to be like this, you don't have to be so humble, you don't have to make such a fuss."

Zhang Jueming remained motionless, as if he had been frozen.

"..." Zhou Qizun grabbed his hand on his thigh and pressed it, "I know you are usually very careful and won't hurt me."

Zhou Qizun: "It's my fault this time. You're so cute when you're drunk, I couldn't help it, I deliberately teased you."

Zhang Jueming finally shook his head gently.

Zhou Qizun sighed in his heart.

Zhang Jueming's problem is hard to change.

Zhang Haolang loved him so much before, but what happened?People's hearts are so fickle, even if they are close relatives of flesh and blood.Zhang Jueming is a bird of fright.They have just started to really date each other, no wonder Zhang Jueming is thinking wildly.

"Cassia." Zhou Qizun didn't think about what to say, but he couldn't be silent—he couldn't leave Zhang Jueming alone.

"How should I tell you." Zhou Qizun struggled to speak, "I think, between us..."

"Zhou Qizun." Zhang Jueming cut off Zhou Qizun.

Seeing Zhang Jueming look up, Zhou Qizun quickly bit his lower lip.

Zhang Jueming said to him: "I am like this, isn't it quite annoying. You probably don't like it."

Zhou Qizun opened his mouth, but didn't answer for a few seconds.

"I know, you must not like it." Zhang Jueming said it again.As if to emphasize something.

ah.this person.Zhou Qizun looked at this person.

He is a sensitive, fragile piece of amber.He had been buried cold in the ashes of the ground for a long time.When digging it out for the first time, be extremely careful when holding it warm.

"It's you, I like it." Zhou Qizun said patiently, "I don't blame you."

Zhou Qizun: "I like whatever you look like."

"You don't have to be so good. It doesn't matter if you want to act like a baby, play a rogue, or do bad things. I like them all."

Zhang Jueming was stunned for a while, and finally the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.Let his black heart think freely.Zhou Qizun is such a neat person, just because of him, he really pulled out his patience and worked hard to accept his hypocrisy.

"I laughed, so I'm not sad anymore?" Zhou Qizun heaved a sigh of relief, "I really deserve to blame you."

Zhang Jueming pursed his lips, and gently looked at Zhou Qizun's wrist: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Zhou Qizun stretched his legs, "Why don't you take a look at my thigh and your teeth marks."

"..." Zhang Jueming let go of Zhou Qizun's hand more carefully, he stood up, turned his back and said in a muffled voice, "I'll go find some medicine for you."

After that, I went to look through the medicine box.

Zhou Qizun didn't need to deal with this injury according to Zhou Qizun's mind, but since Zhang Jueming couldn't bear it, let him make trouble.I hope that after tossing a few more times, the little marshmallow can be cooked.

When Zhang Jueming came back with a tube of anti-inflammatory ointment, his face had already turned red.

Zhou Qizun thought about it, but Zhang Jueming turned around and started to feel ashamed of his own jokes.

Especially when Zhang Jueming was rubbing the medicine on Zhou Qizun, Bai Yuxing, a professional caretaker, happened to send a special message to ask how Zhang Jueming was doing.

Zhou Qizun suffered from an axis disease, and while replying to the message, he read aloud: "He is fine, you don't have to worry, he asked me to apologize to you and sister-in-law, and said that he will resolutely avoid alcohol in the future."

Zhou Qizun smiled and observed how Zhang Jueming evolved from white cotton candy to roasted caramel.

The bully was relieved, Zhou Qizun stretched his waist: "Okay, I'm fine. You go and eat something, you haven't eaten since noon."

"I ordered takeaway, and I left porridge for you, which is in the microwave." Zhou Qizun poked his head sideways, and kissed Zhang Jueming on the temple, "Good boy, go quickly."

So Zhang Jueming put a kiss on the top of his head, and honestly went to drink porridge.

Zhou Qizun heard the noise, and lay down on the sofa for a while, until he heard that Zhang Jueming had finished eating and started washing the dishes, so he stood up from the sofa.

The things sent by my aunt were still put aside, Zhou Qizun walked over, unpacked the box, carried it to the sofa, and sat down to read again.

The box was not big, and it was full of small items, and Zhou Qizun even recognized the rattle that he loved to play with when he was a child.

Zhou Qizun: "..."

"Sister-in-law, why did you even pack these things up and send them to me?" Zhou Qizun continued to look through them.

There are small bookmarks for leaf specimens, two pieces of embroidery made by grandma when she was alive, and a glass wind chime...

This is a box of old memories.

Finally, there is a photo album, which is pressed under the box.

Zhou Qizun became anxious immediately, and quickly took out the photo album to read.

——Back then, Zhang Jueming's house was completely burned down, and he didn't even keep half a photo.

Zhou Qizun wanted to see it.I want to see photos of my parents and Zhou Yi.

Unfortunately, let him down.There is neither Jiang Qiuqin nor Zhou Yi here.Zhou Yunheng did, but it was when he was a child, and the oldest one looked no more than a teenager.

There are also grandpa and grandma in the photo.They were still alive when Zhou Qizun was young, so Zhou Qizun could still recall some of their appearance when they were old.But Zhou Qizun didn't know what they looked like when they were young.

There was also a middle-aged man, Zhou Qizun stopped his eyes instantly when he saw him.

The photo is black and white, with some yellowing around the corners - this is an old photo from many years ago.

"This person is..." Zhou Qizun continued to turn back, and there were several pages full of his photos.The last one is when he was old.

When Zhou Qizun saw the old man in the photo, his mind buzzed.He almost jumped off the couch!

The photo album fell from Zhou Qizun's hand to the ground.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Jueming had good ears, and as soon as the photo album landed, he immediately rushed to Zhou Qizun's side.

Zhang Jueming bumped into Zhou Qizun's shocked face, knowing that something must have happened.

Zhang Jueming turned pale, and bent down to pick up the photo album from the ground. He was nervous about Zhou Qizun, and pulled him: "You talk, what happened?"

Zhou Qizun took a deep breath to suppress the emotions in his heart: "Jade Ming, remember what I told you? There is an old man in the finger-wringing dream."

"Yes." Zhang Jueming frowned.

"The ring finger was passed down from my great-grandfather." Zhou Qizun's eyes fell on the photo album, "I was looking at the photo album sent by my sister-in-law just now, and saw the old man in my dream."

"You mean, the old man is yours..."

"I guess, the old man in the dream is probably my great-grandfather!"

This conjecture can basically be concluded.The old man in the dream was brought by the finger, and the finger was brought by the grandfather.Now the old man appeared in the Zhou family album again.

There is no doubt that there is nothing that does not make sense.

Now as long as I wait to verify with my sister-in-law, everything will be safe.

However, it's too late now, my sister-in-law must be asleep, so Zhou Qizun decided to call again tomorrow morning, so as not to scare my sister-in-law in the middle of the night.

"What does my great-grandfather have to do with these things?" Zhou Qizun was lying on the bed, holding the family's blood jade finger wrench in his hand.

He pointed his finger at the lamp on the ceiling, which was illuminated blood-clearly.I think when I was a child, it was because it was so red that Zhou Qizun couldn't resist stealing it from Zhou Yunheng, so he was beaten a lot.

"You are very worried." Zhang Jueming lay beside Zhou Qizun.

Zhou Qizun shook his head, and gave Zhang Jueming the wrench: "Let it be with you."

Zhou Qizun: "My great-grandfather has passed away for too many years, it's not worth talking about worrying about it. Just don't implicate my sister-in-law and Lao Bai anymore."

"Don't worry, they'll be fine." Zhang Jueming put away his fingertips, "Go to Bai Yuxing's house today. I've already set up a barrier at his house. If there's anything unusual, I'll feel it right away."

Zhang Jueming: "If you are worried about your sister-in-law, tell me the address, and I will go there later. I will use magic to pass through the nether world, and it will be very fast."

"...Wait, when did you cast the enchantment today?" Zhou Qizun was a little surprised.Zhang Jueming was indeed meticulous in his work, but he was so silent that he didn't notice the slightest sign of it.

"It was covered as soon as we entered the door." Zhang Jueming said, "From the door of their house, to the ground, walls, and roof."

Zhou Qizun nodded, stretched out an arm, and signaled Zhang Jueming to lean on it.

Zhang Jueming shook his head, but refused: "You have wounds on your hands."

"Oh." Zhou Qizun raised an eyebrow, "Then..."

He moved his eyes: "then you hug me."

"But your sister-in-law..."

"There's no rush. I don't know the exact address after she moves. I'll call her tomorrow and ask her in detail." Zhou Qizun said.

He had a thick old face, and after speaking, he grabbed Zhang Jueming's hand, raised it once, turned it around twice, and put his head on it comfortably on the third count.

Zhou Qizun turned over, closed his eyes, put the tip of his nose on Zhang Jueming's chest, and smelled the fragrance of Zhang Jueming's body.

Zhang Jueming was dumbfounded for a while before stretching out his hand around Zhou Qizun's back.He patted Zhou Qizun's vest lightly, and rubbed his chin against Zhou Qizun's hair.

They rubbed each other, and after a while, Zhou Qizun in his arms fell asleep.