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Chapter 120
Chapter 120
Si Miao's hand was held by his big hand and felt the vibration of his chest. At first, he just wanted to cry. Hearing this sentence, the tears flowed down with a "swoosh".
People are easy to be vulnerable when they are sick, and Ji Yuedong didn't expect to make him cry, so he sighed, and he could only coax people better first.
"Teacher Si."
Si Miao said: "...Huh?"
Ji Yuedong: "You should have heard that it is good for your health to be in a good mood at all times."
"Yes, yes," Si Miao continued to tease, "I read on the WeChat feed that some elderly people had cancer, and they healed themselves because of a good attitude."
Ji Yuedong: "then should you think about how to keep me in a good mood?"
"..." Si Miao thought about it, it seemed like that was the case. If Ji Dongdong is always happy, the probability of getting sick becomes smaller, and he can stay with him for longer and longer.
"Ji Dongdong," Si Miao asked, "are you happy now?"
Ji Yuedong: "you are crying, may I be happy?"
Si Miao wiped her eyes and stopped crying immediately.
"It's much better now," Ji Yuedong nodded, "please say something nice to please me."
Si Miao: "What is nice?"
Ji Yuedong hooked the corners of his lips: "Cry husband, listen to me."
Si Miao was thin-skinned, even if the two of them had already debunked the evidence and were legal husbands recognized by the state, they seldom said nasty words. Ji Yuedong has hardly heard of such greasy names as "husband".
Now that the opportunity is in front of him, he will not be able to give up, and urged: "Call."
Si Miao opened his mouth, but he couldn't get out.
"Is it so difficult," Ji Yuedong clicked, "I often call your husband, but you don't want to call me. It's so unbalanced, I'm so sad!"
Being sad is equivalent to being in a bad mood. Si Miao hurriedly stopped him: "Don't be sad! That's what I'm calling."
Ji Yuedong: "Okay, then I'm all ears."
"Old..." Si Miao did some ideological work for a while, and then opened his mouth again, only to say one word, still a little embarrassed.
Ji Yuedong said: "Well, you can't see me now, and I also close my eyes and don't look at you. Can you relax a little more?"
Si Miao thought for a while, if Ji Yuedong closed his eyes, the pressure would be much less, and nodded in agreement: "Okay, then close your eyes."
"Give me a second... I'm closed." Ji Yuedong reported.
However, his eyes were still open. At such a critical moment, closing his eyes would be a fool. Not only did he not close his eyes, he also took out his mobile phone and turned on the recording, ready to record the "husband" that he finally tricked.
Si Miao bit her lower lip and whispered, "Husband."
Ji Yuedong smiled: "Well."
Si Miao: "Are you in a better mood?"
Ji Yuedong: "One third better."
Si Miao: "...husband."
Ji Yuedong: "Two thirds!"
Si Miao: "Husband!"
Ji Yuedong: "It's almost there!"
"Husband..." Si Miao groped and hugged him, and pouted on his mouth, "I love you so much!"
Ji Yuedong: "!!!"
In the face of this unexpected joy, Ji Yuedong can only sigh that the decision to record just now is really wise - he can use this recording to threaten Teacher Si Jiangzi Jiangzi... brewing purple and making purple... .Sauce sauce stuffed stuffed...
He turned off the recording on his phone, put it aside, and kissed his little husband back in a really good mood and very satisfied. The invisible person is so soft that he doesn't know how to hide even if he wants to.
The two of them were very satisfied with this kiss, and after holding it for a long time, Si Miao asked, "What time is it?"
Ji Yuedong: "Five minutes to six o'clock."
Si Miao: "Are you hungry?"
"It's okay," Ji Yuedong grabbed his hand and pecked it lightly, "It's late for lunch."
"If you're not hungry..." Si Miao bit her lower lip and hesitated.
The two have been married for three years, and they have understood each other to the point where everything is unspoken. Ji Yuedong immediately guessed what he was thinking when he made this expression.
He put his hand into the quilt in disbelief, touched it, found it to be true, and said in surprise, "Teacher Si, when are you... when?"
Si Miao: "Just when I called you...husband."
I don't know what happened. In the past, when Ji Yuedong called his husband, he was quite impulsive. He didn't expect that he would have such a reaction when he called him. Could it be that the word "husband" is a magical key that can open some kind of switch in his body?
...Anyway, no matter what the reason is, Xiao Si is feeling very uncomfortable right now. can't stand it without kissing. After kissing, it's like being thrown into a pot and boiled, and whole body's blood is boiling.
For his lover's appeal, Ji Yuedong can be said to be unwilling, and he must never let it go. Si Miao couldn't see it, so he carefully helped Si Miao prepare. After Xu Shi lost his vision, all his attention was focused on his senses. Si Miao was many times more sensitive than before, and he released it once when he was preparing.
Before he really got into the topic, he suddenly remembered the matter of keeping his health, and shouted, "Wait!"
Ji Yuedong: "Huh?"
"You, are you healthy?"
Ji Yuedong: "Why not?"
Si Miao: "Your age..."
Ji Yuedong sneered, letting Mr. Si know what it means to be worried. The snow-capped mountains at dusk are plated with a layer of gold, solemn and sacred. He pulled Si Miao to the window, admiring the beauty outside and the beauty in front of him. Her ears were filled with the voice of her lover, and her eyes were softer than the rays of the sun.
Si Miao didn't know where he was at first, but after being blown by the wind, he figured out where he was, and got goosebumps: "Ji Dongdong, why are you coming to the window, you will be seen! "
"You don't know your own room," Ji Yuedong kept moving, "there is only a mountain opposite, and you can't even see a bird."
"But...but..." Si Miao recalled that his room was indeed like this, but he was still a little scared. Without being able to see it, the feeling of tension and fear was amplified infinitely, and gradually evolved into an indescribable stimulation, which stimulated his soul to tremble constantly, and at one point he almost fainted.
Afterwards, Si Miao regretted it very much. When they went to the hotel restaurant for dinner, Si Miao had to go down the steps twice so that his legs would not fall down.
Ji Yuedong supported him carefully, and then he simply stopped him by the waist and dragged him into the restaurant half-supporting and half-holding.
At this time, the crew just finished work, and everyone was eating at the hotel. When the other actors saw them, they greeted them friendly: "Hey Mr. Ji, is Xiao Si feeling better now?"
Ji Yuedong replied, "It's much better, but you need someone to help you when you walk."
The actor wondered in his heart, if you can't see it, you can just hold it. Is it necessary to support and hug?
The insider Xiao Si smiled awkwardly, didn't speak, and couldn't say anything, for fear that his voice was too hoarse to be seen.
Ji Yuedong ordered the meal, and halfway through the meal, the director and the screenwriter walked in while arguing. The moment he saw Ji Yuedong, the director's face changed, and he went to the front desk to ask for a bottle of red wine, and sat opposite them with the glass.
Si Miao could hear the sound of being seated, but she didn't know who it was, pinching Ji Yuedong's arm. This little action was naturally discovered by the director, who smiled and said, "Xiao Si, it's me."
Si Miao's head hummed, and it was time to come.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ji, I didn't know you were here," the director poured half a cup for himself and Ji Yuedong.
"Either I should pick you up and punish myself for a drink."
After the director finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the first cup, but Ji Yuedong didn't stop him. Then the director said again: "I didn't take good care of the props and hurt Xiao Si's eyes. This cup is for the two of you."
Before he finished speaking, he had a second drink.
"This cup of Ji Ji, because of my crew's mistake, please make a special trip," the director toasted, "I feel very sad too."
The director looked at Ji Yuedong's eyes and said these words, and he could hear that his tone was sincere and did not seem to be a fake. Si Miao kicked Ji Yuedong and signaled him to take the cup and let it go.
It's a pity that Ji Yuedong was indifferent, neither holding a cup nor watching the director, he continued to peel shrimp for Si Miao, and wrote lightly: "Si Miao is the one whose eyes are injured, you should not respect me."
The director was a little embarrassed: "I apologized to you two just now. Isn't this asking for your forgiveness again?"
"You don't need to tell me about asking for advice," Ji Yuedong carefully fed the shrimp to Si Miao. "He has the final say in the big and small matters of my family."
Si Miao's heart warmed when he heard the words, Ji Yuedong's words were to support him. Obviously, the director did not expect that his family was actually in charge of Si Miao, and he chose the wrong person for a toast just now.
The director went to Jing Si Miao with a smile, but was stopped by Ji Yuedong on the grounds of recuperating. The director turned around and wanted to drink with Ji Yuedong. Ji Yuedong said that he had to take care of Si Miao at all times and could not drink.
In short, in the end, no one confiscated the director's glass of wine. Although Si Miao couldn't see it, he could still feel the embarrassment that came upon him. He didn't want to be too stiff and kept pinching Ji Yuedong's legs under the table.
Ji Yuedong was pinched by him without any tricks. After a few words to understand his attitude, he found a step for the director to go down.
Si Miao was quite satisfied with the result of this treatment, but Ji Yuedong was dissatisfied, very dissatisfied. After returning to the room, Si Miao lay on the bed to dry his belly. He complained, "Mr. Si, you are too ruthless."
Si Miao pretended to be innocent: "Huh?"
"It's all purple," Ji Yuedong pinched his belly, "Look at it!"
Si Miao continued to pretend to be innocent: "I can't see it."
Ji Yuedong: "..."
Can't see it?
I can't see what Ji Dongdong bullies.
Xiaosi suffered the consequences, and completely lost his voice the next day.
Because of Ji Yuedong's careful care and "accompaniment", these three days passed quickly. On the first day, they "accompany" them too many times, and in the next two days, they are more healthy, once a day. But the tricks have been renovated, and Si Miao seems to have been opened to a new world.
It turns out that the eyes can't see...is it so cool?
On the third day, after spending too much time in the house, Si Miao felt that he was getting bored into a mushroom, and Mo Ji Yuedong took him out to play.
Ji Yuedong was so tempered by him that they dressed well, borrowed a snowmobile from the crew, and drove slowly towards the snow-capped mountains while watching the scenery.
After all, looking at it from a distance is different from looking at it up close. The closer they get to the snow mountain, the more they can feel its majesty and holiness. When the sun was about to go down at the foot of the mountain, Ji Yuedong sat on the ground in a leeward corner, put Si Miao on his lap, and looked up at the sky.
Si Miao asked, "Ji Dongdong, what are you looking at?"
"Wait for the sunset," Ji Yuedong said, "it should be soon, I will give you a live voice broadcast."
Si Miao nodded, untied the scarf and wrapped it around their necks. The two are like a pair of conjoined twins, tightly bound together and inseparable no matter what.
The sun gradually fell to the west, and the horizon was dyed with a hint of twilight. Ji Yuedong kept repeating to him: "closer to the horizon...a quarter of the horizon...half...that's all that's left... A little bit......"
Si Miao listened quietly, nodding from time to time. At the junction of light and darkness, he suddenly said, "The sun has set."
Ji Yuedong smiled and kissed his cheek, and then reacted, "Mr. Si, when did you recover?"
Si Miao said, "Before we come out."
Ji Yuedong: "Why didn't you tell me."
Si Miao is hard to say, he is very nostalgic for the feeling of being taken care of by Ji Dongdong every minute... Although Ji Dongdong has always taken care of him, he definitely has no chance to be carried downstairs.
But deliberately concealing is not what a good teacher should do. Teacher Si deeply reflected on his mistakes and repented: "I'm sorry, I should have told you earlier, next time I won't."
Ji Yuedong frowned: "Do you want another time?"
Si Miao: "...No, no next time."
"Actually..." Ji Yuedong paused, "During these three days, I thought for a moment that it would be fine if it was like this, you could always be by my side and never see another The man... Mr. Si..."
He rubbed the tip of Si Miao's nose: "Am I being too selfish?"
Si Miao shook his head and didn't answer his words, but said, "My thoughts are the exact opposite of yours. I still hope that I can see the world. The most important thing is to see the only you in the world."
Snowflakes rustled down and fell on the heads and faces of the two of them. They helped each other drive away these cool little troublemakers and smiled at each other.
In fact, it doesn't matter whether they can see it or not, the important thing is that they have been rooted in each other's hearts for a long time.