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    Chapter 38

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    "It's amazing, how can clothes dry themselves when they're wet?"

    Fan Yichen saw Ji Zexi staring at his waist and abdomen, knowing that the other party didn't mean that, but still felt his breathing increased.

    He pushed Ji Zexi's head, which was swept away, and said, "Be good, it's easy to catch a cold if you blow dry your hair."

    This kind of vocabulary like coaxing a child is a bit novel to Ji Zexi.

    He couldn't help sitting up straight and said softly, "I'm very good."

    "Well, that's awesome." Fan Yichen couldn't help taking the opportunity to blow his hair, and rubbed Ji Zexi's head twice.

    Flirting and irresponsible, it's too much.

    The wind was howling outside the window, and the raindrops hitting the glass kept making a pattering sound, which was the most sleep-inducing sound.

    Before it was time to fall asleep on weekdays, Ji Zexi yawned several times in a row.

    Fan Yichen: "Go to bed early when you're sleepy. I'll go out and come back tomorrow morning."

    Ji Zexi nodded sleepily, thinking that Fan Yichen was probably going to deal with the clothes.

    Fan Yichen turned off the lights in the room when he left. Because it was still early, Ji Zexi liked to watch the rainy scenery, so he didn't draw the curtains at all, and the gray-blue light entered the room, casting a dim filter on the whole room.

    Ji Zexi lay in the quilt, planning to take a nap for a few hours, and then get up in the middle of the night to play a game.

    Originally, the middle of the night was the most prosperous time in Europe, but Fan Yichen would always force him to sleep early, so he hadn't seen the Golden Legend for a long time.

    The typhoon that lasted for more than a day blew away the original heat, and the temperature dropped to the early spring.

    At this time, Ji Zexi was nestled in the quilt and felt warm.

    After the body and mind are relaxed, the senses become inexplicably sensitive.

    He could clearly hear every drop of rain hitting the glass, the wind whirling past the window, and his heavier breathing.

    This is not right, the body is heavy as if a boulder has been crushed.

    Consciousness wanted to struggle to sit up, but his body was out of his control.

    Only the eyelids can move up and down the whole body, but it also weighs like a thousand pounds. Ji Zexi tried his best to open his eyes so as not to be eroded by drowsiness.

    "It's really hard to see you. He looks at you so closely, don't you have a rebellious mentality?"

    The speaker has a warm voice and a frivolous tone. Ji Zexi has never seen such a person in his memory.

    There were no footsteps in his ears, but Ji Zexi watched the man come over step by step. His pale complexion and icy breath indicated that there was a ghost in front of him.

    Ji Zexi wanted to ask who he was, but his lips seemed to be stuck and he couldn't move.

    "Are you curious? You can't see other evil spirits, but you can see Fan Yichen and me."

    After the other party got close, Ji Zexi saw the ghost's appearance clearly.

    This is a young ghost who looks sixteen or seventeen years old. His slightly round baby face is still childish, but his eyes reveal a coldness that does not match his appearance.

    Ji Zexi did consider this question. It stands to reason that since he has such ability, he should be treated equally, but why can he see Fan Yichen?

    Aware of the doubts in Ji Zexi's eyes, the young man laughed loudly, "It seems that you really don't know anything, that's because Fan Yichen, like me, is a soul."

    soul?

    The term is a little foreign to Ji Jersey.

    The young man seemed to be able to hear Ji Zexi's heart and explained: "To live a soul is to leave the body while the body is alive, which is commonly known as the out-of-body soul. You have been with him for so long, he has Did I tell you he wasn't actually dead?"

    Not dead? How could it be.

    He clearly attended Fan Yichen's funeral.

    And if Fan Yichen didn't die, why didn't he return to his body.

    "I don't have much time to come out. I will give you a few tips to think for yourself. Do you really think it was a coincidence that you and Fan Yichen were in the same car on the day of the accident? You used to be friends, why did he insist on staying? at your side.

    And, most importantly, don't you really wonder about the memory of the year you lost? "

    The day he woke up from Ji Zexi's car accident, he found that he had amnesia. After checking, he confirmed that he had lost his memory for about a year.

    But at that time, Fan Yichen took the actor and Fan Yichen died to save him. The two events had a great impact on him.

    Later, he found that the memory loss had no impact on his daily life. After all, his social circle had not been updated for a long time, except for a few extra dubbing experiences on his work resume, and the wives in the game put on the new holiday restrictions. I almost thought I didn't have amnesia at all.

    But listening to the young man, what seems to have happened that year?

    Ji Zexi wanted to ask clearly, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he was finally overwhelmed and fell asleep.

    It was late at night when he woke up again. He looked out the window. The strongest typhoon had passed, and only the slightest drizzle was still falling.

    Empty room with nothing.

    Ji Zexi remembered whether the boy he saw before going to bed was real or a dream.

    He didn't want to doubt Fan Yichen, but the few doubts the young man said were right at the heart of the red heart.

    It’s okay not to be mentioned, once mentioned, it is a seed planted in the heart, and it is only treated at a specific time.

    Sprout.

    Ji Zexi glanced at his watch. It was after twelve o'clock. He didn't expect that he had slept for more than four hours.

    But the time was just right, Ji Zexi took out his mobile phone and felt the joy of staying up late for a long time, leaving those questions far behind.

    Until the next morning, when Fan Yichen returned to the hotel, he saw Ji Zexi sleeping with his phone in his arms.

    Obviously fell asleep halfway through the game.

    Fan Yichen suddenly felt like he had raised a bear child, who said yesterday that he was very good.

    Fan Yichen put the purchased breakfast on the table and gently pushed Ji Zexi to wake up, "Don't sleep, the sun is out."

    The sky washed by the wind and rain is exceptionally bright.

    Ji Zexi struggled reluctantly from his sleep, accompanied by the drowsiness, and the itch that was hard to ignore at the neck.

    He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and scratched, but the more he scratched it, the more itchy it became.

    "do not move."

    Fan Yichen took a closer look, and found that Ji Zexi's neck was red, and in some places his skin was scratched, and there was a little blood oozing. He looked pitiful.

    "It should be a skin allergy. There was something wrong with the material of the scarf yesterday. Throw it away."

    After speaking, Fan Yichen naturally took Ji Zexi's mobile phone and contacted Xiaolu to ask him to buy a tube of ointment and send it to him.

    "Fortunately, it is a few days off, otherwise the makeup may not be able to cover this piece." Ji Zexi said with emotion.

    The path is very efficient, and the ointment was delivered in less than half an hour.

    Considering personal privacy, Xiaolu didn't ask how the mark on Ji Zexi's neck was made, but just looking at the shape of the scar is really impressive.

    Ji Zexi painted the places he could see in the mirror, and the places he couldn't see on the back of his neck were a bit difficult.

    Fan Yichen came over and took the ointment naturally, squeezed out a little, and smeared it on the reddened skin.

    Unlike Ji Zexi's own fingers, Fan Yichen has no body temperature, and even the ointment is doubled in the coolness. Applying it on the hot allergy, it is like an ice compress with cool jade, which is so comfortable that people want to sigh.

    But Ji Zexi held back and asked Fan Yichen a question beside him, "I still don't understand why you are so kind to me. If it's just for my doll, it shouldn't be like this."

    Fan Yichen paused for a moment, then lowered his eyes and asked another question, "You don't remember anything about the year you lost your memory?"

    Ji Zexi shook his head, "No impression."

    Memories that I didn't care about before seemed to suddenly become extraordinarily important.

    Combined with what the teenager said last night, Ji Zexi suddenly felt stuffy in his chest and asked curiously, "What happened between us that year?"

    Fan Yichen looked at Ji Zexi's innocent eyes, and suddenly thought of the night he won the best actor.

    Even though he was very confident in his abilities, he was so nervous that his palms were sweating that night.

    For him, taking the best actor is just an excuse for himself, he just wants to use this excuse to push himself.

    Fan Yichen learned by chance on a recent show that Ji Zexi admires people who can play the piano.

    He spent a few days now learning a piece of music, a piece that is very suitable for confession.

    Fan Yichen can still recall Ji Zexi's expression that day, confused, surprised and puzzled.

    And the cold, "I'm sorry, I can't promise you."

    If it hadn't been discovered later, it might have been difficult for them to meet again.

    But for Ji Zexi, it's better not to remember those things, and he can prepare a more perfect confession.

    Thinking of this, Fan Yichen shook his head and said, "No, except when we had a car accident together, we hardly met each other that year."

    Ji Zexi felt a little strange, but he thought that Fan Yichen really had no need to hide him, so he didn't ask any further.

    After applying the ointment for a few days on time, the skin on Ji Zexi's neck was as smooth as ever.

    With this lesson, Ji Zexi no longer dared to buy intimate clothing with unknown materials.

    Two days before the crew restarted, it happened to be the day when Ji Zexi went to a neighboring city to film an endorsement.

    After hearing about it, Xu Kayao also took a hitchhiker. After getting on the bus, Ji Zexi realized that Xu Kayao's treasured nephew was also in the neighboring city, and she wanted the two to meet for a meal.

    Ji Zexi didn't understand why she was so obsessed with this matter, but after all, it was rare for the senior to open his mouth once, and it was indeed not an excessive request, so he accepted it with a half push.

    Different from the cold treatment last time, this time he could feel the sight swept out from the doors of various offices as soon as he entered the door.

    Including the person in charge, everyone is looking forward to today's shooting.

    The endorsement photo has not been sent out, but it has already drawn a lot of enthusiasm for the game.

    The person in charge has never encountered such a cost-effective spokesperson, and apart from the heat, who doesn't want to take a look at a beauty like Ji Zexi.

    When got to the dressing room, the first thing to do was still the Netherman's shooting. Perhaps it was because of mental preparation that the photographer completed the shooting task calmly even though his emotions were surging.

    But when Ji Zexi put on the Nether Girl's makeup, put on his clothes and walked under the set lights, the staff in the whole room paused for a moment.

    If the Netherman's make-up and costumes are bewitching ghosts, then the Netherwoman is an immortal that cannot be soaked in nine days.

    There is a sharp contrast between black and white.

    Skin white as snow, charming but not demon.

    The person in charge couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the boss's vision was accurate. Although he knew that Ji Zexi was good-looking, he was still skeptical about men pretending to be women.

    After all, men's and women's bones and figures are different, and no matter how good-looking a man is, it may not be suitable for women's clothing.

    But Ji Jersey is completely beyond his imagination, it is a transgender beauty.

    The person in charge can expect that when this set of photos is officially released, the title of Ji Zexi's house goddess and goddess will be confirmed.

    As Xu Kayao had expected, it was dinner time after the photo was taken.

    This time Tao Sicheng didn't come, it was Xiaolu who accompanied the whole filming. But this kind of dinner is obviously not suitable for small roads.

    Xiaolu was also very considerate, and directly proposed to go shopping in a nearby shopping mall and come back when Ji Zexi finished.

    After the two said goodbye, Ji Zexi met Xu Keyao in a bustling commercial street.

    On the way to the restaurant, Xu Kayao was still introducing the advantages of Treasure's nephew, and finally said, "But he has a little childish hobby, I hope you don't mind."

    Ji Zexi wondered if he would mind if it had anything to do with it, but he nodded perfunctorily because of his affection.

    Xu Kayao seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and led Ji Zexi into a hotel that seemed to be very expensive, and stopped in front of a private room, "You go in first, I'll go to the bathroom."

    Ji Zexi didn't suspect him, pushed the door and found that an acquaintance was sitting inside.

    It was Xu Qiushen, the CEO of the company he had just filmed his endorsement for.

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