Zongling Biography

Chapter 671 Anxiety
Ji Sijiu got up helplessly, handed the cigarette case to Yi Qing, and pointed to the man not far away: "Give this back to the man over there."

Seeing the cigarette butts on the ground, Yi Qing hesitated for a long time, wondering when Miss Ji got into this habit?

But he didn't say much, just said: "Okay." Then he left with her.

When Ji Sijiu returned to the room, the auntie was cleaning up the medicine juice and glass fragments on the floor, the bitter smell of medicine in the room made people frown.

But for people like Ji Sijiu, this taste has long been used to.

Zong Musui turned his face away, looked out the window, and said nothing.

Ji Sijiu said to the nanny: "You go down first! I'll clean up."

The nanny felt that she had heard it wrong, and looked back in confusion. Ji Sijiu nodded at her, "Go out! Heat up another bowl of medicine."

These words can be regarded as saving the aunt from the sea of ​​suffering. She saw that when Zong Musui lost her temper just now, her blood pressure suddenly rose. Don't dare to make a sound when the fragments are broken.

"Okay, I'll go right now."

After she left, Ji Sijiu squatted on the ground to pick up the debris. Zong Musui looked at her squatting figure, with her long clothes on the floor and her hair scattered randomly. The black made her fairer, and he suddenly felt that he was a little too much.

She rarely does these tasks, but she does them very naturally, without a single complaint.

He knew that she was very humble today.

After cleaning it up, Ji Sijiu mopped the ground several times, and did not stop until it was restored to its original state.

She turned around and walked to the window, opened the window a small crack, trying to change the air in the house.

When the aunt came in with the medicine, she closed the window tightly and went to the bedside to take the hot medicine bowl.

"Go and rest! I'm fine here."

Auntie nodded politely, walked out with a smile, and closed the door tightly.

She approached him, with a tone that could not be refused, "Come, drink the medicine."

Zong Musui continued to look out the window, silent.

Ji Sijiu took a spoon and scooped it up, hoping that the medicine would cool down faster, "Why are you losing your temper?"

"I don't want to fight with you, but I can't help myself."

Ji Sijiu shook her head helplessly, "I know, okay, drink it! If this bowl is smashed, I can also make you drink it."

Zong Musui saw that she put away her sharp edge, and asked in a low voice: "You feed me?"

Ji Sijiu took a spoonful of medicine and put it near his mouth, and answered his question with actions.

He reached out and grabbed her wrist firmly, Ji Sijiu reminded: "Don't make trouble, don't spill it."

"sorry."

There was remorse in his tone, but also the expectation of begging for forgiveness.

"Drink the medicine first, and you will have the strength to fight when you recover."

He took the medicine in the spoon with his long mouth, and the bitter taste spread immediately, and he frowned, his five sense organs gathered together.

"It's so bitter, give it to me, I'll drink it in one gulp."

Ji Sijiu handed him the bowl, and he drank the medicine with his head up. With that hard-to-swallow expression, Ji Sijiu felt a bitter taste in his throat.

"Water, rinse your mouth."

Zong Musui took a sip, but still felt that the taste couldn't go away.

He wanted to light a cigarette, but was immediately stopped by Ji Sijiu, "Don't smoke now, hold on."

He thought for a while to stop what he was doing, moved his body to the side, and patted the empty space beside him, "Come on, come here for a while."

Ji Sijiu took off her shoes and leaned beside him, their arms were tightly pressed together, Zong Musui took her hand and put it on his chest, "You know what?
This moment is the most peaceful time for me in so many days. "

(End of this chapter)