Five minutes later, the car stopped in front of a drugstore. Ji Zhengting took off his seat belt, got off and went to the drugstore.
Song Qingcheng sat in the car and guessed what he had done.
After about three minutes, song Qingcheng sat in the car and saw that he came out of the drugstore with a bag in his hand.
Ji Zhengting gets on the bus again, gives her the bag and drives away.
The direction this time is the way home.
He drives very fast. It's really like an arrow. Song Qingcheng saw him driving so fast for the first time. He grasped the safety handrail tightly all the way, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.
His bad temper is really bad. It's a little scary to start a fire.
In less than ten minutes, the car stopped at Ji's house. Ji Zhengting gets out of the car, and song Qingcheng follows him slowly.
The guard at the door greets them as usual. The Housekeeper should know that someone is coming back when he hears that there is a car. When they go in, the housekeeper greets them at the door.
Song Qingcheng kept his head down, put the down jacket on the collar, stood up, and shrunk his face inside.
In the living room, the stepmother and Jiling are watching TV. When I saw them coming back together, I felt the atmosphere cooled down a few degrees.
"Mom, it's a little uncomfortable. I'll take her upstairs first." Ji Zhengting left such a sentence, then led song Qingcheng upstairs.
Song Qingcheng didn't look up from the beginning to the end, but he was very grateful for his words and avoided meeting Ji Ling and Ji Mu.
"Hey, your brother seems to be in a bad mood." The stepmother watched them go upstairs until she couldn't see them. Then she elbowed Ji Ling next to them.
"I see. I also saw what medicine was in Song Qingcheng's hand. " Ji Ling didn't think of it and continued to watch her TV.
"Really?" The stepmother didn't notice.
"I can see the bag in the drugstore clearly."
"Hurt?" Half guess and half doubt.
"Without arms or legs, what kind of injury can you get?"?! My brother didn't say that she was not feeling well. At most, she had a headache and a cold. "
With a frown and a look of disgust, the stepmother said, "cut, she's more and more sentimental now, and she really treats herself as a grandmother."
"They are old and young women." Ji Ling said sarcastic words.
“……”
Upstairs.
After two people return to the room, Ji Zhengting closes the door and throws it to her, "take a bath!"
Song Qingcheng glanced at him, his face never looked good. I want to promise half an hour. She had to be obedient and take a bath first.
After a good bath and drying, Ji Zhengting is still sitting on the sofa. There is a dull atmosphere in the air.
She went over, stood in front of him and looked at him. He also raised his eyes and looked at her, with good-looking eyebrows closed, cold eyes and deep regret.
"Don't look at me like that." Song Qingcheng couldn't resist his eyes.
"Then tell me what happened." His tone was still cool.
Song Qingcheng sighs.
Ji Zhengting glanced at the watch on his wrist. "You still have three minutes."
"I said, it's all about my family."
"Details."
Looking at his firm eyes, song Qingcheng could not help thinking of the hurtful slap, including those sad words The fundus of the eye is moist again.
Ji Zhengting's brows closed tightly again. Looking at her tears, he was distressed and annoyed at her stubbornness. He got up, "you can choose not to say, I will never ask again!"
At the end of the speech, he walked away.
"Ji Zhengting..." Song Qingcheng grabbed him. She knew he was really angry this time.
I keep saying that I want to accept each other's feelings and try to do better for him, but I repeatedly refuse him to integrate into my family, which is not only disrespect for him, but also disrespect for this feeling.
After all, Ji Zhengting can't bear to see her sad. When he looks at her again, he has softened a lot, especially on her red and swollen cheek, and it hurts on the tip of his heart.
He turned around, put his hands on her shoulders face to face, and solemnly said to her, "Qing Cheng, I have told you many times that we are husband and wife now. I should share everything for you. In the case that anyone can laugh at you and look down on you, I won't! Because I am your husband, I look down on you, I look down on myself. You have to always understand that. "
Song Qingcheng's hard-working tears fell down. He threw himself into his arms, hugged him, buried his face in his arms, and cried silently.
It's like trying to vent all the grievances and heartaches that have been held in the bottom of my heart these years. Or maybe it's just waiting for someone who can stop and listen to himself. That's why the fragile defense line in my heart is so easy to collapse completely.
Ji Zhengting held her heartily and raised his big hand several times. He wanted to fall on her trembling shoulder, but he didn't fall down at last. A heart twitched as she trembled.I don't know how long later, song Qingcheng's out of control mood gradually calmed down. They kept that posture until song Qingcheng stepped back from his arms.
Ji Zhengting's eyes are full of pity. The long finger wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, touched her red and swollen cheek, and her fingers trembled slightly.
Song Qingcheng held his hand on his cheek, "Ji Zhengting, you may not understand the situation in my family. The house we live in now is not ours, it's just someone else's. So... "
At this point, song Qingcheng taut facial features, or feel embarrassed, "our family has no house. Our house was demolished a few years ago, but my father took the money to gamble and lost it. Not only that, the money I lost before was originally intended to be used to buy a house, but in the end... "
With all that said, she couldn't go on.
These things, in addition to Xinyue a person know, no one knows. Ji Zhengting is the second person to know about it.
Ji Zhengting looks at her and doesn't know how to comfort her. Besides, he would never say comforting words. However, he was glad that she was able to say it all.
Even though he knew all this for a long time. However, her willingness to speak out proves that she is finally willing to accept him with open heart and share her joys and sorrows with him.
Ji Zhengting holds her in his arms again, hands on the back of her head, gently stroking her long hair.
Song Qingcheng suddenly found that it was not as difficult as he imagined when he said everything was unbearable. Maybe I didn't see the ridicule, I didn't see the ridicule, so I felt at ease.
It's like a burden that has been deposited in the bottom of my heart for many years has been finally relieved. Not only does one's heart relax, but the whole person seems to be relieved.