I felt numb all over, but before I could speak, I saw him bending down and reaching for my feet, and I was stunned: "What are you doing?"
"Your shoelaces are not tied properly."
He said in a nonchalant manner, squatting down and carefully tying my shoelaces. I lowered my eyes to look at him, and I immediately felt beautiful. I bit my lower lip lightly with my teeth, and the look of that big rat was immediately thrown away.
The back of my head.
“Magnolon.“
"Um?"
Zhuo Jing stood up and looked at me with a frown: "Can you please stop wearing these shoes from now on? They look ugly."
"It's so ugly. This is called Baroque. Don't you also have these shoes? We both wear them as couple's shoes!"
Zhuo Jing was speechless: "But these are men's shoes."
I ran out of power immediately and stood there with a low eyebrow, "I don't have women's shoes with such big feet..."
"Excuse, Ma Jiaolong, I have always felt that there is something wrong with your aesthetics. Can't you keep your hair longer? You always comb it back. The older you get, the less feminine you are."
I raised my eyebrows and looked at him: "What's missing? Did I comb my hair back to show my forehead? Long hair is hard to take care of!"
"What about the clothes? They look like this too. Who are you trying to show off by pretending to be cool?"
I mourned for myself in my heart, why did my style of painting change so suddenly? It was obviously fine when I came out. If I had known that I had tied my shoelaces properly, otherwise I wouldn't have needed to be criticized.
"Why, you stopped talking?"
"No...listen."
As we walked out of the elevator, Zhuo Jing took my arm seriously and stood facing me: "I just don't like hearing them call you sir, do you understand?"
"But, what Manager Zhang and the others call Mr. is just another name for Onmyoji, not..."
I said, raising my eyes and looking at him carefully: "I just think it's very comfortable to wear it like this. I don't have to think about what to wear tomorrow or what shoes to match. It's just for comfort. Besides, I also like Bond in Zero Zero Seven...
…”
Zhuo Jing raised his eyebrows and looked at me: "Then if we get married in the future, my son will have to call you dad, right?"
I couldn't help but want to laugh, especially when I saw his serious and serious look, I said, "No, I will definitely not dress like this in the future. I will dress however you want me to, okay?"
As I said that, I took his arm and said, "Okay, now that you've finally finished your work, why don't you tell me? Didn't you realize that our clothes actually match each other? We're dressed as a couple!"
Zhuo Jing looked at me uncontrollably: "Couple costumes? You can think of it."
I put my head on his shoulder and walked out of the community. The snow had already started to fall. Tsk tsk tsk. It was really the right time. I looked at him with a smile on my lips: "It's originally a couple's outfit. I have a burgundy coat.
Don’t you also have a burgundy shirt? We happen to be a couple.”
As I said that, I jumped in front of him, walked backwards and looked at him: "I'll treat you to a supper, what do you want to eat?"
"Use your one hundred and eighty-eight?"
Zhuo Jing looked at my slightly playful words, and I smiled and raised my eyebrows: "Why, it's not enough!!"
He shrugged: "Okay, but I thought you were trying too hard to tell me the price. I thought you would ask for a lot. It's just what you can think of, but no one expects you to do it."
Onmyoji makes money, so of course I support my wife."
I chuckled: "You said so, you can support me, you can't go back on your word!!"
"Why should I regret it, hey! Ma Jiaolong!!"
"Ah? Ah!!!"
Before I even left the community, my heel immediately stumbled over the edge of a protruding flower bed, and I sat down directly on the ground. This is what caused me to fall...
"My ass."
Before I could rub my face with a bitter look, I saw Zhuo Jing running towards me with a cold face, "Ouch!" Then he saw my bitter expression and his tone relaxed: "Where did you fall?"
"butt."
I pursed my lips and looked at him: "Who told you to talk about whether you can support me or not? If I wasn't excited, how could I throw him?"
Zhuo Jing looked at me helplessly: "Why don't you say you are stupid? How many times have you suffered this kind of loss?"
As he said that, he brushed the snow that fell on my shoulders and said, "Is there anything wrong with you? Let me see if you need it."
Under the street lights, snowflakes were floating in the air. I looked at his face and suddenly smiled: "You still want to see it? You are so beautiful!"
Zhuo Jing raised his eyebrows: "You're still laughing? You must have fallen into trouble."
"No!" I stretched out my hand to hold his face, and looked at him carefully with a smile on my lips: "If I fall into trouble, you have to take care of me. If some of my peripheral nerves are necrotic and I am lying on the bed, I will have to smash it in your hands."
Zhuo Jing's eyes were very bright, and he stretched out his hand to lift my chin. I closed my eyes with a smile, and the moment my lips touched each other, the twitching feeling in my chest was extremely obvious. Although it was very embarrassing, I didn't want to spit in his mouth: "
Uh... don't!!"
She pushed him away suddenly and spat out a mouthful of something from one side of her face.
Yes, I vomited again——
Zhuo Jing leaned on the ground and looked at the foam I spat on a thin layer of white snow under the light of the street lamp: "Is this a magic trick done by my mother?"
I didn't say anything. I used to feel very comfortable after spitting it out, but this time I felt a tight pain in my chest. I waved my hand and was about to open my mouth. Then I spat out another mouthful, with white snow on it. I could see it more clearly.
, the black foam is mixed with blood, what’s going on...
"It probably has nothing to do with your mother..."
I responded with my mouth, glanced over, and saw the bag I had thrown aside when I fell down just now, Old Xian'er——
I staggered up and stretched out my foot to kick the vomited thing out: "I forgot, Old Xian'er still has the ranking with her. If you can't do these things, it's disrespectful."
Zhuo Jing frowned slightly and looked at me, "Why, does the old immortal even care about these things? He vomited blood. Did he really fall down somewhere?"
I took his hand and said, "Okay, it's okay. I've vomited blood before. It's okay. Just take me back."
Does Lao Xian'er also think that Zhuo Jing and I will give up being onmyojis in the future, so he is angry?
Zhuo Jing wanted to ask something else, but I didn't give him any time at all. I dragged him towards the car parked outside the community. It wasn't until he got in the car that Zhuo Jing looked at me and opened his mouth: "My mother is giving it to you."
Later I asked someone to check the bracelet, and they said it was some kind of curse that made you faint, but you didn't spit. Could it be that my mother had cast something on you later?"
I shook my head, it still hurt. Fortunately, my body's ability to resist pain was relatively strong. I opened my mouth and said, "It's probably not the case. Don't ask. You don't understand these things. But I'm fine. Maybe it's because I brought the old man with me."
Xian'er's ranking has been bumped."
Zhuo Jing looked back at the bag I put behind him, and then pursed his lips: "Actually, I'm looking for you tonight because I want to tell you that I found out why you hanged yourself in the hotel."
I looked at him in surprise: "What did you find out?"
He turned his head and looked up at me: "You don't want to tell me, and you don't want me to check, because it has something to do with my mother, right?"
"I……"
"I checked the news from that year and also contacted my brother-in-law. I knew that the woman was my father's mistress, but based on my understanding of my mother, she couldn't be the one who was kept in the dark. The company would
The bankruptcy must have been planned by my mother. That woman was indirectly forced to death by my mother, and the child you and I saw covered in blood, was that child the child aborted by that woman?
"
I clenched my teeth and tried my best to look at him with a calm expression. Why didn't I let go when my heart ached today? "Zhuo Jing, whether that child is Fang Xuehua's child or not, this matter is over."
It's been a few years, and both sides have made mistakes. It's wrong to be the mistress, and your mother is trying to defend the family, but she's just too cruel..."
"I know."
Zhuo Jing looked at me with suppressed emotions: "I'm just saying this because I know you've been working hard. You've done a lot of things for me that I don't know about. You don't want to tell me because you're afraid that I'll be disappointed in my mother, but
I want to tell you that I will not let my mother hurt you in the slightest, and I made it very clear to her that if she dares to do anything to you again, then I will no longer be her son."
I wanted to say something, but something fishy and sweet was stuck in my throat, so I swallowed it hard. I smiled at him: "Well, I'll be fine, but you have to take me home quickly.
I may not be able to accompany you tonight, I have to go back and offer Lao Xian'er an offering."
Zhuo Jing looked at me nervously and looked at me carefully: "Is everything okay? If you have any questions, you can tell me. Even if you don't use any blindfold, I said I can check it."
I shook my head and said, "It's okay. I know you have strong feelings. In fact, you helped me tonight. But I brought Old Xian'er out and I have to send him back quickly. Can you send me home first?"
.”
Zhuo Jing exhaled a little heavily, and I could see that he looked at the interior mirror with some dissatisfaction, but fortunately he didn't say anything more. If he said anything disrespectful again, it wouldn't matter if I spit out a mouthful of blood, I would just take it as a joke.
I rinsed my mouth just because I was afraid that he was sick or something, so that's not a mistake.
Until the car drove up to the downstairs of my house, I was really suffocated. I gritted my teeth and pursed my lips and waved my hand at Zhuo Jing, "Go back now. I'll call you later."
Zhuo Jing nodded, got out of the car, opened the trunk, and took out two boxes of gifts: "I gave these to your grandpa. Let me go upstairs with you. I should always visit the old man."
"No!" I felt excited as soon as I said it. I glanced upstairs and said, "My grandpa is asleep at this time. If you come back another day, if it's not too hasty, my grandpa will also want to tidy up for himself."
Some people who see you, you are his grandson-in-law, you can't wear pajamas, right?"
Zhuo Jing breathed out softly and carried the gift: "Then I will take you upstairs, you can carry it yourself until you are tired."
"Oh, it's only a few steps away." I took his gift and pushed him into the car: "It's snowing heavily and it's difficult to drive. You should go home quickly. Remember to call me when you get home, okay?"
"Ma Jiaolong, I think you are weird."
"What's wrong with me? Don't catch a cold! I'm in a hurry to go upstairs and serve Lao Xian'er. Do you know this is my job? Okay, let's go. Drive slowly, okay?"
Zhuo Jing looked at me helplessly: "Okay, I'll call you later."
"Okay, drive carefully."
I stood there waving to him, and waited until the car's taillights completely disappeared from sight. Then I couldn't help but turn my head and hold on to a trash can on the side of the road and vomited. I must have thought that I had some incurable disease.
, how can you vomit blood so much!
My chest kept twitching, and I squatted on the ground and pressed it hard, "Three great immortals, it was my fault. I shouldn't have brought you out and you fell again. You didn't take care of me the first time. I..."
"It seems like your old immortal doesn't want you to be with him either."
Suddenly there was a voice behind me. I turned around and looked at Cheng Baize who hit the umbrella on my head: "Why did you come out?"
"What do you think?"
He was still wearing home clothes and looked speechless: "You can't pick up Xian'er after you get together with him. If I were the old fairy, I wouldn't be happy. You are still so intimate. Are you so horny?"
"Hey, how did you know..."
As soon as the words came out, I remembered that he must know that I vomited foam first and vomited a lot of blood, so I felt a little better. I stood up and looked at him: "It's not that I am unbearable, it's just a special situation. Let's talk about it."
Isn’t it normal to be in love and be intimate?"
"Then it's better to carry someone behind your back a little bit. Do you have any professional qualities?"
Cheng Baize murmured in a low voice and picked up my gift on the floor: "Did Zhuo Jing buy it?"
I hummed, but he didn't touch my bag. From what he said, I knew that Lao Xian'er's ranking was in it. I picked up the bag and followed him directly into the corridor. Cheng Baize looked at the gift box carefully: "Health Tea
?Grandpa doesn’t like drinking tea, right? Besides, the old man’s sleep is not good, so he can’t drink tea.”
"You're done. He's not as close as you and my grandpa. Isn't it normal to give tea to an old man?"
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore. You'll know you're interested in following me after you vomit blood. If I had known better, I shouldn't have gone downstairs to pick you up."
I walked into the elevator gloomily, lowered my eyes and wiped my mouth, "You can't tell I'm vomiting blood."
"Yeah." He responded angrily, "Just walk to the dark side."
I was too lazy to talk to him about such a boring topic, so I opened my mouth and said, "Xu Meijin is not at my house, right?"
"No, I ran away for her."
I smiled, feeling refreshed and relaxed. Old Xian'er probably wouldn't really blame me. It's just that my body has your Lianxin Gu, which is inherently dirty, so they get angry and follow the Lianxin Gu.
I will vomit blood as soon as I get hit. It should be nothing serious. Can my fairy really be angry with me?
"Thank you."
"You're welcome!" Cheng Baize replied lazily, "Looking at your smiling face, I still have to pick up on the nagging you like to hear. It's not easy being a human being."
I curled my lips and looked at him: "If you support me, then everyone will be happy."
Cheng Baize gave me a lifeless expression, "Haha."
"Hehe, you are so big, you are so big!"
Walking into the house, grandpa was already asleep. Aunt Sun was stunned when she saw the gift: "Hey, Xiaobai, didn't you go downstairs to pick up Jiaolong? Why did you buy tea back?"
"Someone gave it to grandpa." Cheng Baize opened his mouth directly: "Can grandpa have tea?"
"Okay!" Aunt Sun took it with a smile and looked at him: "Who gave it to me? The old man and I saw this in an advertisement. It said it is good for the elderly and can prevent blood viscosity and so on.
, the old man is still talking about it!"
I looked at Cheng Baize with some pride: "Did you hear that?" I said silently: "Is there anything wrong with what Zhuo Jing sent?"
Cheng Baize glanced at me speechlessly and looked at Aunt Sun and said: "Aunt Sun, the advertisements are dozens of times exaggerated. Even if this product is not a Sanwu product, the old man's body cannot easily try it. If once he eats it,
If there is a conflict between the medicines, who will bear the consequences? "
"Hey, you..."
"Did I said wrong thing."
I gritted my teeth and said, "Yes, can I drink it myself?"
Cheng Baize shrugged: "Okay, to prevent the blood from getting thicker, you can make it flow more smoothly, just so you can vomit more."
Aunt Sun smelled the smell of gunpowder and looked at the thing in her hand with some confusion: "Xiao Lin, who gave this to me?"
I was speechless and walked directly to the dark room where Lao Xian'er was enshrined. Cheng Baize turned around and went home as if he was too lazy to pay attention to me, leaving Aunt Sun standing there alone looking at the gift in her hand with a puzzled look on her face.
: "This thing is very expensive. Xiaolin, can I give it to grandpa to drink..." (To be continued)