Chapter 277: Sharing the same bed (15)

"Because I was injured, I was injured very badly, and I almost never saw you again." Ji Chicheng lay on the back of the sofa, using the little remaining consciousness , Talk to Ji Anning.
Speaking of this, he suddenly opened his eyes, and seemed to have returned a little consciousness, he looked at Ji Anning.
The wound was very serious...Ji Anning was startled, and opened her mouth blankly, "How...how..."
"Lied to you."
Without waiting for Ji Anning's words to be asked, Ji Chicheng suddenly chuckled and interrupted her. He closed his eyes again, the corners of his mouth lightly raised, softly out of place, "I just want to go abroad and don't want to see you again...you I'm so annoying."
His voice is getting smaller and smaller.
Ji Anning was dubious about what he said. She suddenly remembered something and narrowed her eyes suspiciously, "Uncle, what's the matter with your back injury...?"
"No injury, it's a tattoo." Ji Chicheng said, reaching out a hand and touching it, fearing that Ji Anning wouldn't believe it, repeating in his mouth, "It's just a tattoo..."
He was drunk, really drunk, and he became increasingly unclear about what he vomited.
"Have you got a tattoo?" Ji Anning frowned, still a little unbelieving. She recalled how her palm touched his waist again and again. The unevenness was so clear. How could it be a tattoo?
After thinking suspiciously for a moment, she looked at Ji Chicheng again. He was lying there, as if sleeping instead of sleeping, as if she could still hear her words.
It was probably uncomfortable. His brows were frowning tightly. Ji Anning couldn't help but stretched out his hand, to the center of his brows, trying to smooth him, but when she touched the screen, the picture changed, she was shocked, and then like the beginning of a dream Waking up, lowered his head, curled his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly.
She also held a mobile phone in one hand, her legs in the other, with her head on her knees, watching the screen... the man who accompanied her throughout her teenage years and filled her entire youth.
"Do you know that since you left, I don't like to do homework anymore."
"Since you left, I have not been so active to go home after school."
"After you left, I really almost died. It was Jing Feng who saved me, but I still tried to save money to see you and study English hard."
"But gradually, I got used to opening the door in the morning, without you walking by, the balcony opposite to go home at night is empty..."
"I have been working hard, just to one day in the future, I can still see you, at least I can see you."
"When I got the admission letter from T University, I wondered if you were there and would you look at me with admiration."
The man in the picture is lying there, his body becomes more and more even because of the ups and downs of his breath, it is obvious that he has fallen asleep.
Otherwise, she didn't have the courage to say these words that pressed her heart and wanted to confess to him.
...
Although he had experienced a dangerous situation, his father's situation was getting better and better. He was willing to let Ji Anning out for a walk every morning and evening.
Also watch other old people play chess in the nursing home park.
Occasionally watching the investment, will be on the side, participate in the argument, and will give pointers to the puzzled chess players.
Sitting in the corner of the stone chair, Ji Anning looked at her father who couldn't help but help others to move the pawn. She looked like a master and shook her head with a smile.
After a glance, she looked down at the phone in her hand again.
"very smooth."
It happened that Ji Chicheng gave her a message back. She glanced at the content of the message, and then immediately sent it back and asked: "When do you plan to come back?"