The rage in his heart was boiling, burning brighter than the stove fire in Jian's house. His fingertips fell to his lower back and he quickly drew out his gun.
Load the magazine, load the bullet, and press the muzzle of the gun sharply against the back of Ning Chengxu's head.
Hearing the noise, Ning Chengxu stopped and turned around. He didn't miss his point at all, but he was just confused, "What are you doing?"
Ji Yuting gritted his teeth and squeezed out a pitiful voice, "I'll give you one last chance to explain that you and Shengsheng have been alone in this place for four days. Are you sure you didn't do anything to her?"
Ning Chengxu chuckled, "It's unfair, I don't have a chance to be alone, so quickly put away your gun and hide it tightly, otherwise you will scare them."
This means there are other people in the room.
Ji Yuting's expression softened considerably, he put away the gun, hid it behind the waist of his shirt again, and tightened his coat so that no trace was left.
In less than two minutes, three men walked outside the courtyard of Jian's house.
Through the short mud wall, Ji Yuting could see at a glance a familiar slender figure sitting on a low stool under the eaves, holding pea pods in his thin white hands, picking out the green beans inside row by row, with meticulous movements, pressing them.
She can't help but be elegant at heart, even if she is dressed simply, she is still pleasing to the eye.
There was a casual smile on her delicate face, and she was chatting with another aunt in front of the door.
At that moment, Ji Yuting's eyes were red, and mist lingered uncontrollably in his eyes.
The person he had longed for had disappeared for ten days, and he finally saw him.
The strong emotions tightened his grip and suddenly became complicated.
You were obviously not injured, why didn't you go home or contact him...
She doesn’t want a family, she doesn’t want En En and Nian Nian, and she doesn’t want him either?
Strands of pain arose in his heart, dragging his whole body. Even his fingertips covered by the cuffs of his coat were shaking.
Si Nian saw his emotions in his eyes, sighed silently, and worried.
Ning Chengxu acted the calmest and pushed open the small wooden door at the edge of the courtyard, "Aunt Yu, Sister Sheng, I'm back."
In front of Jian's house, the woman named Aunt Yu and Shengge turned their heads at the same time.
However, Shengge first noticed the dignified man next to Ning Chengxu. Under his military uniform, he looked handsome and extremely handsome.
The dim light after the sun set did an excellent job of covering up the dark spots under his eyes, which had not been able to rest well for many days.
Shengge stared blankly. Despite the distance, she could still see the man's dark red eye circles at a glance, and the mist lingering in his black eyes made him look like he was in an unspeakable sadness.
Her heart throbbed inexplicably, and she lowered her eyes to cover up the slight shock in her eyes.
She raised her eyes again, with a faint smile on her face, and looked at Ning Chengxu next to the man, joking:
"So this is the guest you just mentioned. They are all quite handsome. The three of you standing together are really eye-catching."
With just one word, Ji Yuting's pupils trembled, and his chest tightened, almost suffocating.
Shengge actually...didn't recognize him?
Also surprised was Si Nian, but Si Nian was more worried about his own master's condition and quickly held his arm, fearing that his condition would get worse if he didn't get a good rest.
As if he had already guessed that they would have such shocked expressions, Ning Chengxu raised his eyebrows, walked into the yard first, and responded to Shengge's words with a smile:
"Yes, but I still think I am the most eye-catching one."
Shengge held her chin with one hand, her eyes moved between the three men, sizing them up, and finally landed on Ji Yuting, "It's different. You are good-looking, but he is handsome."
Shengge once said this in Fangcheng Bar. That day, she also said that if there was a choice between Ning Chengxu and Ji Yuting, she would choose Ji Yuting.
Both Ji Yuting and Ning Chengxu remembered this incident.
As if watching the excitement was not a big deal, Ning Chengxu raised his eyebrows and asked: "Does Sister Sheng prefer handsome guys or good-looking guys? If he and I were to choose one to be our future husband, who would you choose?"
Ji Yuting clenched his palms tightly, and the blood in his body seemed to flow backwards, even his spine felt cold.
His red eyes were locked tightly on Shengge's face.
Uneasy, nervous.
I couldn't help but look forward to her answer.
(There is no bloody plot, there will be a reversal of the amnesia later on.)