Extra 2: Concert
At three o'clock in the morning one day in mid-January, Wei Ge, who had just finished a night shoot, sent a message to Ji Nan, asking him to provide Zhong Jiajing's ID number and phone number.
As an old-fashioned young man of the new era who goes to bed early and gets up early, Ji Nan must have seen the news in the early morning of the next day.
Of course, even if Ji Nan saw the message in the middle of the night, he would not reply at all.
The content in the chat box was incoherent and looked like an old-fashioned scam after the account was hacked. Ji Nan was skeptical and replied.
My kidneys have been sold to northern Myanmar. My body is a walking corpse. Please don't bother me if you need help. If you don't, go eat some walnuts to nourish your brain.
There was no response from the other end until two or three in the afternoon, when the video call came in. On the screen was Wei Ge's handsome face, looking a little tired but still handsome.
Ji Nan raised his eyebrows slightly, but he was not shocked. "Oh, it's you. I thought the big star had switched careers to scam people."
"I almost contacted your agent to rescue you from the scam, but you're quite capable. You managed to escape in just a short while."
"If I were to commit a scam, I'd definitely get your information first to cash in," Wei Ge said coldly. "But for someone as low-brow as you, it's a credit to your ancestors that you've been able to get a loan of over two thousand, right?"
"So this is why you want my girlfriend's information?" Ji Nan asked him back.
Wei Ge took off his baseball cap, too lazy to argue with him anymore. "Invite her to the concert. Isn't that what you've been begging me to do for the past two months?"
That's indeed the case. Ji Nan smiled and said, "Tsk, did you have brain expansion surgery? How come your memory has suddenly improved so much? So have you memorized the lyrics?"
“…” Wei Ge’s pain point was touched, so he ignored him and turned around to hang up the phone.
Ji Nan didn't care and sent both Zhong Jiajing's and his own information to the other party. However, a day later he only received a ticket by mail.
He called and asked, "Did we miss one?"
Wei Ge was a little puzzled. "There's only one in total. Did you receive an empty package?"
Ji Nan looked unhappy, "Where's mine?"
Wei Ge understood what he meant. He sneered, "Sorry, this is a fan benefit. Haters, please don't come and join in the fun."
"Or, now that you've admitted you're a true fan of mine, I might be able to find a way for you to get in as a staff member."
It was impossible to surrender, so Ji Nan retaliated and turned around to hang up his phone.
The concert was this Saturday night, and even the ticket sales had already closed, let alone getting tickets. Ji Nan couldn't get any, and could only watch his girlfriend go to the concert for another man.
When Zhong Jiajing got home from get off work, the moment she saw the concert tickets, she hugged Ji Nan and kissed and nibbled him, praising him as the best boyfriend in the world. Then the two of them moved to the bed while kissing each other.
When approaching the last step, Ji Nan suddenly stopped.
He propped his arms on the side of the bed, his well-built body suspended in the air. The stubborn man asked sourly, "Are you so happy? I remember you were just a casual fan of Wei Ge. I guess you can't even sing all his songs."
He thought for a moment and added, "But even if you could sing it clearly, I'd probably find it hard to understand it. It's really a bit embarrassing."
Zhong Jiajing was already feeling uncomfortable being teased like this, and now being criticized for her lack of musical talent was a complete torture, both physically and mentally! She wanted to jump up and slap him twice.
She breathed heavily and anxiously, her voice hoarse and intermittent, "I was really just a casual fan, but thanks to you for offering to meet him in person, I was completely moved by his friendly personality and stunning looks."
"Sorry, I forgot to tell you, I've found true love now!"
This is indeed true, but there is also a strong suspicion that it was deliberately used to provoke Ji Nan.
Ji Nan leaned over and bit her collarbone as a punishment, leaving a row of shallow teeth marks and a trace of ambiguous saliva.
When their bodies were tightly intertwined, he was still mumbling and scolding her for being superficial, and said that if he had known, he would have debuted as an idol a few years ago.
About thirteen years ago, someone spread the rumor that Korean scouts often came across the ocean to China to recruit trainees. Shandong, which is only across the sea from Korea, became a paradise island that children with dreams of becoming stars dreamed of day and night.
Regardless of whether it is true or not, during that period of time, there was indeed a middle-aged man in his thirties with a big beard and a foreign accent who came to Ji Nan's house every now and then, saying that Ji Nan had a face that could shock the world and would definitely become very famous in the future, so he wanted to take him to Korea to be a trainee and so on.
The man's words were exaggerated, and Ji's mother was convinced that he was a human trafficker. She did not dare to let Ji Nan go to school for a week. Whenever he came, Ji's mother would lead the ten strong bodyguards she had just hired, who were nearly two meters tall, to form a circle and scare him away.
Later it was confirmed that it was indeed a misunderstanding. Ji's father and mother invited the person to their home to apologize. Unexpectedly, the other party was still unwilling to give up and kept talking about taking Ji Nan away, and guaranteeing that he would easily earn a million a day in the future.
Ji's father's face darkened, and he said seriously, "Look at my family's conditions and you'll know we have no shortage of money. Can you guarantee that my son can live alone in a 500-square-meter house there? Can he eat imported seafood and fruits every day? Can he get a full eight hours of sleep every day? Can he wear the latest luxury brands of the season..."
"Besides, he's going to study abroad in six months. Can your company reimburse all the expenses during his study abroad? Can the vocal and dance teachers go abroad together?"
"Trainees can also be assigned assistants, right? Can we find someone who can cook Chinese food? Shandong cuisine would be best."
How could this be considered poaching trainees to exploit them for profit? This was practically like inviting an ancestor back home to be worshipped. The scout's face froze, and he bowed three times before fleeing in disgrace.
Later, Ji Nan never saw that person again. He only heard that he took a little boy from the next district to be a trainee.
A few years later, the child who was taken away did make his debut and became quite famous in the Korean entertainment circle.
Later, whenever Ji Nan kept talking, Ji's father would bring up this matter out of annoyance, and his words were full of regret.
"I should have let that bearded Korean guy take you away earlier. Having one less mouth to feed isn't the point. At least it gives me some peace. I estimate I could live another twenty years. I'm so grateful to him and his ancestors!"
But no matter what, Ji Nan naturally did not step into the entertainment industry.
Despite his jealousy, Ji Nan definitely wouldn't stop Zhong Jiajing from going to this concert. After all, it was something he'd worked so hard to achieve, and at least he could get some credit from his future wife, which was worthwhile.
After the two of them finished making out on the bed, Ji Nan muttered to Zhong Jiajing's forehead, as if talking to himself, "Go ahead, go ahead. Send the Buddha to the west. I'll send you to the west gate later."
Zhong Jiajing was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes. She buried her head in his chest and said drowsily, "Can you accompany me to buy two pieces of clothes tomorrow?"
As for why he bought the clothes, the blame lies with Weiger himself.
Wei Ge's support color is orange. In order to blend in with the fans without looking out of place, Zhong Jiajing decided to buy some orange accessories and wear them to the concert to show her support.
When she got the tickets, it was already the second day of the working week, and there were only a few days left until Saturday. Zhong Jiajing had no choice but to use her time after get off work to go to the mall to shop.
Often only people of the same sex can provide effective advice. Zhong Jiajing deeply understands this truth, but she was not so good as to be seduced by male beauty. In a daze at night, she invited Ji Nan, a 20-year-old jealous man.
Before leaving get off work, she tentatively asked Ji Nan, "How about I go with Yu Qiuya?"
Ji Nan glanced at her and said calmly, "No need to ask for my opinion. It's not like you haven't been stood up before. Just get used to it, right?"
Things had come to this point, and Zhong Jiajing no longer had the nerve to say she was right. She comforted herself by thinking of it as just taking a human standee with her when she went shopping.
After wandering around the mall and being coaxed into buying an orange miniskirt and a beige buttoned coat with orange accents, Zhong Jiajing was convinced by the clerk's witty words.
Before leaving, the clerk took out an orange beret and gave it to Zhong Jiajing. Zhong Jiajing's slightly tired big eyes immediately lit up.
She had always felt that her head was bald and clearly lacked some decoration, and the appearance of this hat just suited her needs, so she immediately asked the clerk to help her try it on.
"This outfit makes you look like a beautiful young college girl, like the warm sunshine in winter. It makes people's eyes bright. No one can pull off your style." The clerk said and cue Ji Nan, "It's really beautiful and suits you very well. If you don't believe me, ask your boyfriend."
Zhong Jiajing stared at Ji Nan expectantly. He looked at her thoughtfully for a moment, then raised his eyelids and said calmly, "It just so happens that there's a comic convention going on this Saturday. You can go there and cosplay as an orange, and then go to the concert with the same look. It's a versatile look, right?"
As expected, one shouldn't hold too much hope for someone with a sharp tongue. Zhong Jiajing rolled her eyes at him and said, "Why don't you just say I look like an orange?"
At least it has something to do with Wei Ge's event.
Ji Nan looked at him with a calm expression, "Sorry, that won't work. After all, I only like to eat oranges."
Zhong Jiajing: “…”
Obviously, there was no need for further communication. Zhong Jiajing refused to communicate with him and returned to the cashier with her hat to pay the bill again.
When preparing to return, Ji Nan suddenly stopped in front of a stockings store.
He stared at Zhong Jiajing's straight legs and asked sincerely, "Do you want to buy a few?"
Zhong Jiajing blushed, because this guy had just torn a piece of it with his hands yesterday.
She glared at him angrily, her voice as soft as a mosquito's but still scolding him, "If you knew what gentleness was, you wouldn't be asking me!"
Before Ji Nan could say anything back, he saw the shop assistant come out with a smile on his face and a somewhat ambiguous expression.
"Are you two looking for stockings?" She looked at Zhong Jiajing, then glanced at Ji Nan. "What styles do you like? Our black stockings and the ones with bare legs are both very popular."
Ji Nan's expression remained unchanged. "Give her some orange ones, oh no, some orange ones, she loves them."
The clerk was stunned. "I'm sorry, sir, we don't have that. How about you go upstairs and ask in the children's clothing section if they have any sizes for older children?"
Zhong Jiajing looked a little embarrassed, and she raised her hand to cover Ji Nan's shameful little mouth.
She forced a smile and said to the clerk, "Hehe, he's color blind, please understand."
As she spoke, she casually pointed to a popular leg-baring gadget in the middle and said, "This one's the one. Please give me three."
The clerk nodded in confusion, but there was a bit more pity in his eyes when he looked at Ji Nan.
Such a handsome guy actually has defects. It seems that God is trying his best to maintain the balance of the world.
It wasn't until Saturday night that Ji Nan realized he was too foresighted.
Zhong Jiajing spent a total of three hours putting on her makeup. The colors are mostly warm, or orange to be more precise. Now she is a real "orange beauty".
She is naturally bright and has fair skin, so this brighter color is particularly suitable for her, making her look more lively and cute.
Ji Nan lay on the lazy chair by the window, staring at the girl in front of him who was as bright as the sunshine without blinking.
Zhong Jiajing squatted beside his legs, her eyes curved in a sweet smile. She asked with a smile: "Why? Are you stunned by my beauty?"
"Does it matter whether I stay or not?" Ji Nan sat up straight, slightly bent down to look at the girl squatting in front of him, "Anyway, it won't affect your concert, right?"
Zhong Jiajing stretched out her index finger and poked his chubby cheek, "That won't do. I can't even walk without you~"
She drew out the last syllable of her voice, as if she was deliberately acting coquettishly.
Ji Nan stared at her for a while, and she didn't dodge, still smiling with her beautiful eyes.
He sighed, picked up the person, and then the two of them sank into the lazy chair together, one on top and one on the bottom.
He rubbed his soft lips against her jaw like a puppy, making her skin moist and warm.
Zhong Jiajing tried to push him away with a little effort, but it was futile. The dodder on her body would only tighten around her, its host.
She was a little helpless, "You're ruining my makeup."
Ji Nan murmured, "Is your face on your neck?"
Zhong Jiajing was unable to refute and had to let him leave a lot of kisses on her neck until he stopped with his eyes closed, his hot breath still spraying evenly on her skin.
The workload has been quite heavy these days, so I should actually have to work overtime on Saturday.
In order to free up this day, Zhong Jiajing worked overtime in the company until midnight for three consecutive days, and she was physically and mentally exhausted.
The warm room, the romantic sunset, and the embrace of your lover, it's all so comfortable.
Zhong Jiajing felt a little drowsy while nestling in Ji Nan's arms, but thinking of the concert in the evening, she forced herself to stay awake.
She raised her head and saw that Ji Nan's long eyelashes were drooping obediently, probably because he was asleep.
Holding her breath, Zhong Jiajing stared at his gentle face for a while, but she saw no sign of him waking up.
Not wanting to wake her up, Zhong Jiajing decided to drive over by herself, so she got up and prepared to leave.
As soon as her toes touched the ground, the hands on her waist automatically tightened a little, preventing her from escaping even a step.
She acted like a criminal, with no control over her actions.
Knowing that the man under her was not asleep yet, Zhong Jiajing simply relaxed her movements. She put her hand into his shirt, wanting to pinch the fat on his waist.
But unfortunately, the pinch was empty, and the strong man didn't have any extra fat.
Zhong Jiajing jealously pulled his soft ears and said, "Stop sleeping, I have to leave!"
"Well," Ji Nan responded hoarsely, "Logically speaking, shouldn't your heart have arrived a long time ago?"
"Why, your body and mind are at odds? Has your body been abandoned by your mind?"
Zhong Jiajing cursed, "Humph, doesn't this just prove what I said?"
"What?" Ji Nan opened his eyes and looked at her.
Zhong Jiajing: "You can keep my body, but you can't keep my heart."
"So, give up resisting!" She rubbed his face and smiled.
Ji Nan: “…”
The venue was not too far to drive to, and Ji Nan had calculated the time to take her there perfectly, but Zhong Jiajing was particularly anxious and acted too anxiously.
When the people were brought in, the incoming team was moving forward in an orderly manner.
When it was Zhong Jiajing's turn to enter, Ji Nan handed the bag in his hand to her.
"Don't squeeze with them after it's over. Wait until there are fewer people around and then come out slowly. I'll be waiting for you under that tree." Ji Nan pointed to a crooked tree five meters away.
Zhong Jiajing nodded obediently and said "I love you" three times in a row before saying goodbye to him with a smile.
The scalper next to him had been staring at him for a long time. Seeing that Ji Nan really didn't have a ticket, the scalper immediately dragged him to a corner.
Ji Nan was puzzled. "What? I'm not Wei Ge. If you want to kidnap me, please open your eyes before you act. Don't just arrest me because I'm a man."
As he spoke, he looked at Huang Niu's narrowed eyes and said, "Okay, I admit that I am indeed a little embarrassed for you, but can you at least ask?"
It's really hard to make money and hard to eat shit.
The scalper was speechless, but he still put on a professional smile.
"Handsome guy, I'm just asking if you want to buy a ticket. Can we not be so ambiguous?"
The man stretched out five fingers and waved them in front of him, then tiptoed over to whisper in his ear, "This amount is for the front-row tickets."
Ji Nan looked at him suspiciously, "Isn't this ticket a real-name system?"
"Don't worry about it. I have my own way," the scalper said confidently. "Since they're here, they must be fans of Wei Ge. Spending this little money to see their idol up close is a good deal, isn't it?"
Ji Nan smiled faintly, "Then do you have any way for me to talk to him face to face? As long as you can do it, the price is just a matter of your word."
When the scalper saw the big order, his originally squinting eyes widened.
He couldn't help but exclaim, "Are you serious?"
Ji Nan nodded readily.
"Then..." Huang Niu hesitated for a long time and held up ten fingers. "Do you think this number is worth it?"
Just as Ji Nan was about to cooperate and say it was a good deal, he saw a sea of orange suddenly coming from all directions.
One of the leading girls, a girl in orange Lolita clothing, stepped between the two men. She said to Ji Nan with a very serious expression, "Wei Ge said that we must boycott scalpers together."
"There's always a chance to meet again. Don't let someone with ulterior motives ruin our love. Wouldn't that change our original intention?"
"We are here to support Wei Ge, not to help scalpers get rich."
The little girl was not very old, just about to reach adulthood, and her speech was quite childish.
There were seven or eight young girls standing around, and they echoed the sentiments sincerely.
The entrance gate has been closed, but the outside area is still crowded with people, probably all fans who failed to get tickets, and these young girls are probably one of them.
Ji Nan looked genuinely remorseful. He nodded seriously, "You are right."
So I called 110 and reported the scalper.
The scalper who was caught by the security guard on the spot:???
Several fans were very excited to see his action, and they praised him highly one after another.
"It's okay that you're so handsome, but how come you're also so good-looking?"
"As expected of our Xiao Ge's fans, he absolutely cannot tolerate any moral loopholes."
"Come on, come on, there must be a place for you in our Aige quality group."
"Can you do data analysis? Can you fight against black market fraud? Do you want to join our Douban anti-black market fraud team?"
Ji Nan initially thought that he was being praised, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was not entirely true. In a vague way, he seemed to be becoming a tool.
This can't go on.
Ji Nan was silent for a moment, then refused sternly, "No need."
Fans were puzzled, "Huh? Why?"
"Because I have no manners at all." Ji Nan grinned, almost laughing.
I finally met a male fan, but his fans just thought he was shy and stopped inviting him.
Often in such offline events, many fans will bring some homemade or custom-made peripherals to exchange with other fans or give away for free.
So as a rare high-quality male fan, Ji Nan naturally received a lot of gifts.
From the Q-version headband on his head, to the papa ring, to Wei Ge's small cards from various angles, Ji Nan got a lot of things.
Even in the cold depths of winter, he received a fan with several large Wei Ge faces printed on it. He was so speechless after seeing it that he was speechless.
The concert inside the venue had already begun, and the fans outside were singing in unison along with the music. Ji Nan, who was silently playing with his phone, seemed a little out of place, so he simply slipped away to a corner where there were fewer people.
But inevitably there were still people around. A girl nearby took advantage of the interlude to cautiously poke Ji Nan's arm and ask, "Why didn't you sing just now?"
Ji Nan smiled slightly, "Maybe it's because I'm not a fan."
girl:"......"
The wind on the winter night was very cold, and it hurt people's faces, but Ji Nan still had no intention of leaving. He just stayed under the crooked tree honestly.
A long time passed, probably far exceeding the scheduled hour and a half of the concert, before the performance finally ended.
The fans were reluctant to leave as they were still not satisfied, some of them had tears on their faces.
And Zhong Jiajing is one of them.
Suddenly walking from the warm room to the cold outside, Zhong Jiajing couldn't stop shivering, and even her tears stopped in an instant.
Ji Nan wrapped the person in his coat and asked softly, "Did Wei Ge sell you sentimental textbooks? Why are you crying so pitifully?"
Many years ago, a filial piety marketing model was popular on campus.
A man who claims to be an education expert would stand on the podium in the school playground and deliberately create a sensational atmosphere for the parents and children in the audience with an emotional voice. He would first talk about how hard the parents work and how the children are inconsiderate, and then most of the people in the audience would inevitably burst into tears.
At this point, the expert will start selling books. Although they are very expensive, parents still flock to buy them.
At that time, Ji Nan was one of the few people who thought that this situation was very humorous. Naturally, he would be severely beaten by Ji's father when he returned.
Zhong Jiajing felt much better when she felt his warmth. She muttered, "What are you thinking about? My legs are bruised, and you're still here making a fuss!"
Ji Nan was stunned for a while, then let go of the person in his arms, squatted down and looked at her legs which were only covered by the leg artifact.
Cold and hot are often affected by intuition. For example, even if you are wearing the thickest leg-revealing artifact, it looks like you are not wearing anything visually, so you will feel particularly cold psychologically, and thus you will also feel cold on the physical level.
Zhong Jiajing is like this at the moment. Without the windproof blanket, she looks a little disheveled standing in the wind.
Ji Nan turned on the flashlight on his phone and shone it on her legs. There was a hole about three or four centimeters in the stockings at her right knee, and the skin underneath was also cut, with a small amount of blood oozing out.
Ji Nan frowned, stood up and held the person tightly in his arms again.
"Let's go backstage and find Wei Ge first. He should have the medicine," he said.
Concerts usually prepare some basic emergency measures. Ji Nan thought about it, took out his cell phone and called Wei Ge.
Zhong Jiajing thought he was making a fuss. "It's okay. It's not serious. Just apply some iodine when you get home."
Ji Nan patted her shoulder and said, "Since he has agreed, just consider it as a fan benefit for you."
Zhong Jiajing found it hard to believe that he suddenly became so broad-minded.
In the end, the agent came to pick them up in person, and the two were able to successfully pass through numerous obstacles and enter the backstage.
At this time, Wei Ge was talking to a girl about the same age.
Zhong Jiajing recognized the girl. She happened to be sitting next to her and shed two big tears when she left.
I originally thought they were just fans, but now it seems like there's more to it than meets the eye.
Wei Ge did not hide it and wiped the girl's tears in front of the two of them.
Ji Nan was not curious, he just pulled Zhong Jiajing to sit aside.
He knelt on one knee in front of Zhong Jiajing, and used his hands to pull the stockings apart a little further along the hole, completely exposing the wound underneath to the air.
Ji Nan helped her wipe away the blood around her, stared at the wound intently, and asked softly, "How did it happen?"
Zhong Jiajing thought for a moment and said, "When we were walking out at the end of the day, there were so many people that we were bound to bump into each other. It just so happened that we bumped into the lights on the side."
Ji Nan said coldly, "It seems that not only your eyesight is not good, but your ears are almost hopeless too."
"In the past, myopia surgery involved lens implantation, which is reversible and can be corrected."
"What about the ears? Is it too late to get a cochlear implant now?"
When the medicine was applied to the wound, a sharp stinging sensation rushed straight to the brain. Zhong Jiajing couldn't help but let out a "hiss", and new tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.
Seeing this, Ji Nan slowed down his movements again. He sighed and coaxed, "Okay, okay, just bear with it for another ten seconds and it won't hurt anymore."
Zhong Jiajing nodded obediently, staring at Ji Nan who had a sullen face, and explained weakly.
"It's cold outside. I just don't want you to wait too long."
The drum beats from before seemed to pick up again, and Ji Nan felt his heart beating rapidly and rhythmically to the rhythm.
Ji Nan looked straight at her, his legs feeling numb from squatting down, but he didn't move an inch, just kept staring at her.
Wei Ge interrupted the atmosphere of love, saying coldly, "We agreed to borrow two minutes, but you guys are planning to hold the wedding right here?"
"You should become a physical education teacher. Since you'll be timing things with a stopwatch anyway, this job is quite suitable for you." Ji Nan replied.
He stood up and pulled Zhong Jiajing into his arms, "Okay, your idol is busy chasing girls, let's stop harassing him."
Wei Ge didn't say no, he just said goodbye to Zhong Jiajing and went back to the girl.
The spectators outside the stadium had already left in small groups, and the streets looked a bit desolate.
When the wind blows on a winter night, every pore on my body screams out the cold.
The car stopped in a parking lot ten minutes away. Ji Nan simply picked up Zhong Jiajing from the front, and her large coat just happened to cover most of her body.
Zhong Jiajing hooked her arm around his neck and whispered softly, "Actually, I can walk by myself."
Ji Nan didn't stop and continued to move forward with big strides.
"Why do I remember someone saying in the afternoon that they couldn't even walk without me?"
"If you have memory problems, I suggest you seek help from Wei Ge. He has a method to expand brain capacity."
Zhong Jiajing buried her forehead in his shoulder and muttered to herself, "Why does it feel like getting a nice word from you is harder than climbing to the top of Mount Tai?"
Ji Nan suddenly stopped and lifted the light girl up to make sure she would not slide down again.
The posture was adjusted correctly, but the man still didn't take a step.
Suddenly, Zhong Jiajing felt a warm and moist breath on the top of her head.
The clear male voice coming from the head cavity poured directly into the brain.
She heard him say, "What do you want to hear me say?"
Zhong Jiajing thought for a moment, then slowly opened her lips against his skin, "Anything is fine."
"Although you often speak maliciously, I don't find it offensive. Sometimes I even feel reassured."
Ji Nan held her and rocked her, as if he was coaxing a child.
He said, “What if I say I love you?”
Zhong Jiajing was stunned. He rarely said such words, and only said them when they were passionate in bed. This was the first time she heard it when her mind was fully awake.
The wind made her face hurt, but Zhong Jiajing still raised her head to look at him.
"Surprised?" Ji Nan dropped her back to the ground. "I just rarely speak, but that doesn't mean I won't speak."
"I love you," he repeated. "I love the way you laugh, the way you cry, and even when you're drunk you still look adorable to me."
"I want to grow old with you. This thought often comes to my mind, and sometimes I even feel terribly stubborn."
"If you don't mind, I'm willing to say I love you ten thousand times every day."
"I love you, I love you, I want to be with you forever..."
His expression remained indifferent, and his face looked a little pale due to the cold wind.
But Zhong Jiajing saw that he was expressing his affection from the bottom of his heart. His eyes contained the stars that were missing tonight, as well as her.
Zhong Jiajing sobbed and threw herself into his arms, "I will never again say that you are a dog that can't spit out ivory."
Ji Nan raised his hand and patted the back of her head, then said faintly, "Don't you have anything else you want to say?"
Zhong Jiajing chuckled. She stood on tiptoe and cupped his face, smiling, "There's more."
"I like you," she said.
Ji Nan's expression was a little tense. He was not satisfied, but he said nothing.
Zhong Jiajing still smiled, "But compared to liking you, I still love you more."
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