Chapter 34 He Should Repay Me With His Everything

As long as Yan Shanhua doesn't return for consultation or take medicine, Ji Chenfeng will basically be with me during the day. In order not to worry Yan Shanhua, he did not tell the other party that he had left the veterinary hospital. In Yan Shanhua's eyes, he just started to implement a stable ten-to-six working time after passing the internship period.

Usually, Ji Chenfeng comes to the hotel around ten in the morning, feeds the turtle, and then wakes me up.

If you go to bed early the night before, waking up will be easier. But if it's four or five in the morning the night before, or even going to bed in the morning, waking up becomes an ordeal for me.

Ji Chenfeng Zhaozao never yelled, nor would he harass me every ten minutes like Tang Bian when he couldn't wake up, buzzing in his ears like a big annoying fly, he Just keep kissing my hairline, rubbing my ear with soft lips, and calling my name softly over and over again. If it doesn't work, then go on to kiss my neck, chest, belly...even somewhere that seems abnormal in the morning.

The first few things were still able to hold up, and closed eyes and blindly passed by, but in the end, the immortal couldn't stand it. He was obviously sleepy and tired, but he could only passively get excited and forcefully sweat. What's more terrible, sometimes he is too excited, and he will miss the gun, and he will pull him into bed to climb the mountain in the daytime.

Several times, felt that heart was dying, and there was an illusion that it would reach a critical point anytime, anywhere and explode in chest. Even though he survived without incident every time, the thrill of the nine-death experience still left people with lingering fears.

It's not that I didn't tell Ji Chenfeng that he didn't need to wake me up deliberately, but he rejected me on the grounds of my health.

My, body, health? Thank you for saying it. If my heart beats so fast, my life will be short, right?

The big tree can donate the nutrients of the dodder for it to survive, which is the obligation of the parasite. Where is the reason why the dodder is the mainstay, greedily absorbs the nutrients of the big tree, and squeezes the big tree dry?

In order to let him down and let him know who has the final say, he locked the bedroom door at night and put on earplugs. The next day, I slept until the afternoon and woke up, thinking that Ji Chenfeng would wait for me obediently outside the door, but when I opened the bedroom door, I only saw the cold food on the table, and Ji Chenfeng could not be found anywhere.

After Yan Shanhua fell ill, Ji Chenfeng was the cook at home. All my meals are prepared by him at home in the morning, and they are brought over in a thermal insulation box. Take it out at noon and the temperature is just right, by the afternoon it will become dry and hard.

After waiting for the three dishes on the table for half an hour, Ji Chenfeng did not come back, nor did he receive any text messages from him. In the past, this would have been regarded as a "breakup" by me by default. I would never make a phone call, and I would never say anything to keep me. However... Ji Chenfeng has no substitute at all, he is unique, the only one. There's nothing I can do but continue to spend it on him.

Reluctantly, he dialed Ji Chenfeng's phone, thinking about the words to ask, and even threw the cold food at his feet in his mind, so that he could see if it was outrageous.

Anyway, the monthly salary is 20,000 yuan, how can you just leave the employer casually?

After just a few rings, Ji Chenfeng quickly answered the phone.

"Are you awake yet?" Accompanying his voice came the noisy sound of rain.

"Where are you?" He got up and went to the window, and found that it was raining outside, and the rain was not small. The sky was cloudy, and the clouds seemed low.

"In an office building nearby." He seemed to have moved his position, and the sound of the rain was quieter. "The milk in the refrigerator was just finished. While you were sleeping, I went to the supermarket to buy some. I didn't expect to be on the way back. It rained suddenly. I didn't bring an umbrella, so I could only shelter in the office building for the time being. I can't come back until the rain stopped. Did you see the food on the table? You can eat it in the microwave for two minutes. If it's not enough, put it in the refrigerator There's something else in there."

The rain looks like it's going to rain for a long time. If it doesn't stop for two hours, will he be foolishly waiting for two hours? Now that I'm awake, you can call me to pick him up. Don't you think it's troublesome for me to do this and do this early in the morning, but it's raining and asking me to pick him up, but I'm embarrassed to speak? Sometimes I seem to be able to read him and understand his mind, and sometimes I can't seem to understand what he wants to do at all.

"Send me your exact location and I'll pick you up," I said.

Ji Chenfeng was quiet and did not accept it readily.

"It's raining heavily, you have to eat something first..."

"Send it here, immediately."

The decisions I make have to be accepted, there is no room for him to speak up.

I let him wait in place. After I quickly changed my clothes, I asked the hotel front desk to borrow two umbrellas and hurried to the coordinates.

The rain was really heavy, walking on the road with an umbrella, as if in a water curtain cave. The manhole was too late to drain, and there was a lot of water standing on the road. The trousers were wet, and the leather shoes were wet. It was so cold that people wanted to swear.

After finally arriving at the office building where Ji Chenfeng was sheltering from the rain, there was not much dry place left on his body. In just two or three hundred meters, I just got out of the fatigue of the marathon. After shaking the water droplets on the umbrella, I stood under the ventilated rain canopy on three sides, and I regretted my talkativeness by now.

If he wants to wait, let him wait, why does he have to pretend to be considerate?

Trying to touch the snow outside through the huge tempered glass of a skyscraper is an impossible task in itself. If there is no real love, why should you care if you can understand the other person's heart?

Stay in your own safe space and enjoy the blizzard outside, no matter what it roars and dances, as long as it doesn't shake me, it doesn't matter to me. Why should I care about the formation of wind and the melting of snow?

Shaking off the water droplets on the umbrella irritably, there was no sign of Ji Chenfeng at the door. Just as he was about to pull out his mobile phone to call him, the glass door in front of him was pushed open. Ji Chenfeng took a shopping bag from the supermarket in his hand and strode out from it.

"Sorry, I have to let you pick me up in the rain."

I wiped away the rain that had slipped from my forehead. Because of the cold, I couldn't control it and shivered slightly.

Ji Chenfeng's brows twitched, and when he came to me, deep folds were formed.

"My clothes are all wet..." He muttered, taking off his scarf and wrapping it around my neck without negotiating.

The scarf carried his body temperature, instantly warming the body that was about to freeze. After giving the scarf, he put down the shopping bag and neatly took off his coat, making a gesture to put it on for me.

"What are you doing?" I quickly stopped him.

He was wearing a black sweater with a half turtleneck inside. He gave me both the coat and scarf. With that sweater, it didn't matter if he held an umbrella or not. What's the difference between walking in the wind and rain?

The play has been performed to this point, not less than the last 200 meters.

"Get dressed."

"But you look cold..." He grabbed his coat, hesitant.

Pulling the scarf around my neck, I said, "This is enough."

Ji Chenfeng was still a little hesitant: "Then let's change our jackets?"

I threw the folding umbrella in my pocket directly to him and walked into the rain first.

"Sang Nian!"

He called me from behind, I glanced back at him, and stopped briefly.

"You can't wear mine." After he finished speaking, he left without even opening his umbrella.

This "considerate" feedback is a long cold.

Even if I went back to my room and took a hot shower, wrapped my body in a quilt, and fed me the food Ji Chenfeng brought to the bed, I still caught a cold the next day.

My throat is hoarse, my nose is blocked, and my head is still aching, which is very uncomfortable. Fortunately there was no fever. It wasn't until a week later that the cold was completely cured.

Everything started from locking the door, and I didn't want to find anything for myself. After that, I let Ji Chenfeng wake me up in my own way every day, and never stopped him again.

The rainy Sunday was the day when Ji Chenfeng rested, and it was also the day when I went to the cemetery to pay homage to Mrs. Sang.

At eight in the morning, Xu Xi brought Monica to the hotel to pick me up. Once in the car, Monica turned her head from the front seat and looked at me inquisitively, staring at me so much that I felt uncomfortable.

"Look at what?"

Like Xu Xi, she was dressed in solemn black and held a bouquet of delicate flowers in her arms. She smiled when she heard the words, and asked, "Are you in love? Otherwise, why did you come to live in a hotel if the nice apartment doesn't live there? Afraid that we will break your good deeds?"

Women are scary, almost completely guessed.

"Because someone always came uninvited and insisted on dragging me to the sun, I had to hide in the hotel to avoid her harassment." I put the black pot on Xu Xi's head.

"I'm doing it for your own good, why are you so ignorant as a child!" Xu Xi bravely dumped the blame.

"When did you start this 'for your own good' theory?" I sneered.

"From when you turned into a bastard that broke your aunt's heart."

"Lisa, I don't allow you to say that." Monica mixed in and said in a contrived tone, "Your heart can only hurt for me."

Xu Xi was silent for a moment, then said, "...Who did you learn to be so glib?"

"Is it oil? I thought it sounded good."

"Don't say it next time..."

"You are so cold!"

With this interruption, the matter of my stay in the hotel was so vague, and neither Monica nor Xu Xi mentioned it again along the way.

When we arrived at the cemetery, Sang Zhengbai had already arrived. In front of the tombstone was Xu Wanyi's favorite fruit cake, with incense candles on both sides and a bouquet of bright red roses. Every year on the anniversary of his death, Sang Zhengbai prepared these things himself, never pretending to be others.

Xu Xi and Xu Wanyi are very similar, with round eyes and an oval face, a bright and moving smile, a heroic spirit between his brows and eyes, and his self-confidence is so bright that his whole person shimmers.

Maybe it was because she was afraid of seeing things and thinking about people. Whether it was the Sang family or the Xu family, the photos about Xu Wanyi and the things she used during her lifetime were put on the shelf. The only trace of her left is the small villa where Sang Zhengbai lives now, which has been preserved for decades as she originally designed it. This is also the reason why Sang Zhengbai has never changed his house, no matter how rich he is.

The sky was overcast, the weather was cold and wet, and it seemed like a rain would fall at any moment.

Monica handed the bouquet in her arms to Xu Xi, who placed it in front of the tombstone. Xu Xi took it, put the bouquet next to the roses, smoked three incense sticks, lit it, and worshipped the tombstone three times.

"Sister, we're here to see you."

The cemetery seems to have a special magic that can take away all the happy emotions of people and turn everyone into a puppet of depression - doing the same thing every year with the same expression.

When I was a kid, I hated Mrs. Sang's death anniversary very much. On this day, everyone will be scowling, and my presence will be especially embarrassing.

Mrs. Sang's death anniversary, the last day of her life, was the first day I came to this world.

"My poor son, my darling... I knew earlier, I knew earlier..."

"I knew earlier" is a sentence that Mrs. Xu would say every year when she was crying against the tombstone, but she didn't finish her sentence completely.

Know what? When was young, didn’t understand it, but when grew up, understood it naturally.

If I knew earlier that I wouldn't let you have children, it would have cost you your life. It's not worth it at all, it's not worth it!

This is probably everyone's voice.

I have also felt resentment, grievance, and even pain, but after I learned that I was not the child of Sang Zhengbai and Xu Wanyi at all, they were all pulled out of my body.

No one died because of me. I'm just a stray bystander. Once you take the role of "spectator", all resentment, grievance, and pain will lose their position. On the other hand, looking at the process of my own growth, I will find a trace of ridiculous elements - I actually once believed so strongly that everyone's misfortunes are caused by themselves.

It is Ji Chenfeng. It's him. He was the one who killed his mother, and he was the one who shouldn't have been born. It's him who should bear the guilt, and it's him who should be burnt with smoke scars all over his body. I just... suffered for him.

So, he should repay me with everything he does.

After Xu Xi stepped back, it was my turn to come forward and worship. Skillfully chanting incense, I bowed three times to the woman on the tombstone who smiled as brightly as the rising sun.

"Mom, bless us." He said, inserting the incense into the incense burner.