The girl leaned forward and kissed him on the corner of his lips.
A light kiss with the scent of pineapple cakes.
"Thank you, brother."
Ji Liangnian put down the newspaper, took a wet tissue, and removed the girl's claws from his shirt. He then carefully wiped her clean. "Later, Xia Song will ask the school leaders for leave on your behalf, saying you're injured. I'll take you from the internship group organized by the school. I'll send someone to take you to visit the designated locations of the school, so your internship won't be delayed."
"I'm not seriously injured. July is the one who is injured..."
"It's Master Jiu's turn." Xia Song stopped the car, got out of the driver's seat first, and then opened the door of the back seat.
Ji Liangnian got out of the car, naturally grabbed Ji Qianchong and carried him down together.
She stood behind him and saw that the man's face was slightly cold, so she pursed her lips and said nothing more.
She obediently let him hold her hand and walk into the villa.
The wind rustled the leaves, bringing up the wind chimes all around. The crisp, clear chimes echoed in the wind, rippling through the sea of flowers.
As Ji Qianchong walked, he looked up at the various wind chimes.
The patterned marble beneath her feet felt like a breeze. She suddenly rushed in front of Ji Liangnian and put her arms around his waist. "So many wind chimes, did you have them hung there?"
The man hummed.
Ji Qianchong chuckled and said, "I like wind chimes. In the past, you would buy any beautiful wind chimes you saw and hang them at home. The old house of the Qian family in Haicheng is full of wind chimes."
"Every time the spring breeze blows, the yard is filled with the sound of wind chimes. When my grandfather got old and his hearing wasn't very good, he always said that the sound of the wind chimes was my laughter. When he heard that sound, he felt like I was laughing in his ear."
"I think that's your voice." She leaned into his arms and followed him into the house. "You left Han four years ago. Every time the wind blew and the wind chimes rang, I thought it was you entering my room."
Listening to her words, the man's expression was as cold as ever.
There was neither obvious joy nor excessive depression.
When I stepped into the villa, the eaves at the top of the door activated the wind chimes hanging on the ceiling, and the wind chimes rang "ding-ling".
Ji Liangnian's voice was flat, "You've been thinking about it for four years?"
"Yeah." Ji Qianchong nodded vigorously without hesitation. "If you come back later, I will follow Grandpa's wishes and marry someone else."
She thought about that man for four years.
Four years ago, he was in trouble in Southeast Asia and it was almost impossible to save him.
The mother was so sad that she was mentally and physically exhausted.
How was he saved in the end?
It was said that the old patriarch had found that man, the man Ji Qianchong called his brother, and brought him back from the capital, transplanting his organs and bone marrow into his body.
The man just died like that, and no one cared where his body was thrown.
After he woke up, he asked his mother about it. At that time, his mother was already critically ill. She didn't say anything to him, but just looked at him with tears in her eyes and asked him to live well.
He didn't know if his mother blamed him because of him, because that man died. She must have blamed him, otherwise why would his mother choose to jump into the sea and not even let him offer sacrifices to the memorial tablet?
The old patriarch said: "He is a coward and does not deserve to be called a member of the Ji family. If you need him, his death is not a pity."
After Fu Ziyu encountered the problem, he also said to him: "The old master is doing this for your own good."
He naturally knew that the old patriarch was doing this for his own good. Otherwise, he would not have survived.
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