Ji Xingye looked at Yan motionlessly.

The corners of the mouth were stretched into a straight line, as if the line would break with a little force.

The sky outside the silent umbrella where the rain fell was a little dark.

The dark clouds of ink were shrouded in the sky, as if they were about to fall.

Just like the world under the umbrella where the two of them looked at each other, it was silent and depressing. It was not until the sound of the brakes of the electric car sounded at the door that Ji Xingye seemed to wake up from a dream, lost the ability to speak, and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he had recovered from calmness.

He looked up at the cold, arrogant, taciturn young man in front of him again.

On the calm face, his eyebrows frowned slightly because of the gaze he cast, and then his eyelids drooped. The eye shape was immediately stretched to a slightly sharp curve. The dense and slender eyelashes covered the pupils and were cast by the sky light on the eyelids, which expanded a layer of shadow.

From the perspective of his looking up, he could clearly see the calm eyes hidden under his eyelashes looking at him without dodging.

In a downward posture.

He was so rational that he was a little unfamiliar and dared not look at him directly.

He turned his face away, raised the back of his hand and pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, lowered his head and continued to clean the fish on the chopping board, and then said in a gentle and gentle voice: "No matter what decision you make, as a brother, I will support you."

Yan curled the corners of his lips, raised a faint smile, raised his hand and patted him gently on his shoulder, expressing his affirmation of his support.

After washing the fish, Ji Xingye stir-fryed three dishes and cooked a pot of water to boil the fish.

While he went to the vegetable market to call Ms. Ji to come back for dinner, Yan pushed the wheelchair and opened Jiang Qingyan's door.

His family is separated from Ji Hoshino's family by a corridor.

The house is a two-bedroom apartment, the living room is a bit simple and empty, but it is neatly tidy, and there are many potted plants on the balcony.

Judging from memory, my grandfather deliberately came out to activate Jiang Qingyan; the plants on the balcony were also specially found by the old man who heard that green plants can relieve people's bad emotions.

The old man had good intentions, but Jiang Qingyan devoted all his thoughts to Ji Xingye.

He is worried about Ji Xingye's gains and losses all day long and never pays attention to his grandfather's health.

I was disgusted with a word: those who are favored are fearless.

This sentence can be used to describe Jiang Qingyan, who is selflessly loved by his grandfather, and can also describe Ji Xingye, who is favored by Jiang Qingyan.

He followed his memory and pushed Jiang Qingyan's room away.

The room is not big, but it is very warmly decorated. The sky blue wallpaper gives people a strong sense of stability. The white gauze curtains are bright and clean. Several pots of unknown but lush spider plants are hung on the windowsill. The tender green leaves and vines and red flowers make up a bit of spring.

Not luxurious but very attentive.

Yan pushed the wheelchair to the desk.

There was a computer on the desk, and there was a photo frame next to the computer monitor. He picked it up and saw that it was Ji Xingye's selfie with his arms around Jiang Qingyan. There were several photos like this, and there were still a few on the bedside table.

Yan looked around, and except for the photos of the two and Ji Xingye's single photos, there was no one about Grandpa Jiang, so he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It was for Grandpa Jiang and Jiang Qingyan.

He put all the photos into the drawer, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart urging him to go to Grandpa Jiang's room to take a look.

Thinking of the system's remaining feelings, Jiang Qingyan was not repelled, so he pushed the wheelchair and opened the room without his master. Compared to Jiang Qingyan's room's good intentions, the old man's room could be said to be simple at a glance. There was a bed, a wardrobe and a long bench for hanging clothes, and there was not even a bedside table, which was sad.

The only thing that makes people feel warm is the family portrait hanging on the wall at the head of the bed.

The old man, much younger than in his memory, was restrainedly embraced by a young man and woman smiling happily, and in his arms was a child wearing only a red bellyband and a red mole lit up between his eyebrows.

Yan stared at the family photo for a long time, but his heavy heart suddenly relaxed.

He realized something and raised his eyebrows to ask the system: [Has Jiang Qingyan's feelings all dispersed?]

【Full disappear.】The system says.

[Tsk.] So why didn’t the old man care much about it when he was alive?

Later, Yan had dinner with Ji Xingye.

It was still early, so he returned to his room and found the passbook left by Grandpa Jiang. There was no money on the passbook. There was originally an old man who saved up money to buy a house for his grandson to pay the down payment, but when he was sick, Jiang Qingyan took it out and treated the old man.

In other words, I am penniless now.

Even if he doesn't want to get involved with Ji Xingye, he can't move away for the time being.

After washing up at night, he lay on the bed and asked the system to slowly repair his legs with energy. Only then did he calm down to sort out Jiang Qingyan's memories and then think about his next plan.

Jiang Qingyan doesn’t have any serious job.

After graduating from university, he and Ji Xingye each took a sum of money from their parents and jointly opened a fast food restaurant in Rongshu Village. Ji Xingye was the one who was in charge of the food and a caring aunt who was washing vegetables. He had difficulty in his legs and feet, so he made cashier and food delivery phone calls in the store.

Everyone lives in Rongshu Village.

There are also couples, but there are more men living alone, so the business is OK.

But as soon as the store recovered the cost, Grandpa Jiang had an accident. It was found that it was advanced lung cancer, and the old man was unwilling to waste that money. However, Jiang Qingyan heard from the doctor that advanced lung cancer did not mean death immediately, so he stubbornly asked the old man to be hospitalized for treatment. After discussing with Ji Xingye, he transferred the fast food restaurant.

Therefore, now, Yan not only has no money or source of income, but also owes a foreign debt.

This foreign debt was borrowed by Ms. Ji.

At that time, Jiang Grandpa was hospitalized for treatment. The expenses for a day were not something that Jiang Qingyan, a young man who had just graduated from college, could afford. He transferred the fast food restaurant and wanted to transfer the dozens of acres of land contracted by Jiang Grandpa.

Ms. Ji couldn't stand it and took the initiative to lend him 200,000 yuan.

Since I am not ready to go to Kyoto, I have to find a job to support myself and pay off my debts.

But Yu Xing's legs limited many jobs, so he could draw oil paintings himself, but this thing...how to say, without fame, the paintings he made are worthless, let alone the materials for painting are also a expense.

As for other skills...

Is it okay to fight? Is it okay to control beasts? Can the formation be taken out? There is also alchemy...

Thinking of alchemy, he suddenly thought of the dozens of acres of land contracted by Jiang's father.

The original body of Honglian is a natural affinity for plants. Instead of racking his brains to think about what he can do, it is better to inherit the dozens of acres of land of Grandpa Jiang - because in his memory, he saw that Grandpa Jiang sometimes couldn't come back and lived there.

That is to say, there is a place to rest there.

When he didn't want to get entangled with Ji Xingye, moving there wouldn't be too abrupt.

It's just that the legs are a bit inconvenient.

However, you can wait until you go there tomorrow before you decide.

After making a decision, I closed my eyes and prepared to go to bed.

Before going to bed, he recalled the two lives he had experienced, and had never been worried about money, so he couldn't help but remember something for Lan Shu again.

Just now convinced my grandfather, Chen Lan Shuleng, who walked out of the room, sneezed again.

At that moment, a gust of wind blew over and got into his thin shirt, causing goose bumps. He rubbed his arms, frowned suspiciously, and thought to himself, could he really catch a cold?

Chen Lanshu sniffed back to the room, called the front desk, and asked someone to send a box of cold powder.

.

The next day at noon, the rain that had been raining for several days stopped.

While eating with Ji Xingye and Ms. Ji in the aisle of the yard, Yan looked at the wet yard and said that he wanted to go to the farm to take a look.

After hearing this, Ms. Ji put down the bowl and raised a pair of eyes that were similar to Ji Xingye, as if she had a clear understanding of his thoughts: "Qingyan, aunt really wants to support you, but you have no experience in farming, two of your legs..."

She paused for a moment, skipped the sentence and continued, "This is how you do it. If you don't want to go to Kyoto, just find another store with Ah Xing to continue opening the store. If the money is not enough, I will invest in you two."

In the two lives I experienced before, I never met my elder who treated him sincerely.

Suddenly I met Ms. Ji who was thinking about him, which made me feel strange if I had never experienced family affection, but I felt... not bad.

"Aunt Ji."

Yan also put down the chopsticks, bent his eyebrows and smiled: "I just went and checked it out, and took back the clothes that my grandfather placed there."

"Then I'll drive you there." Ji Xingye finished the rice in the bowl, put down the bowl and stood up and went back to the room to change his clothes.

Ms. Ji sighed: "I grew up watching you. There is no difference between you and my own son in my heart, so don't be afraid to bother me. The farming job is really not suitable for you. Think carefully. If you make a decision, tell Ah Xing."

"Okay." Yan nodded.

"You!"

Ms. Ji shook her head helplessly, stood up and said, "Then you keep eating, I'll have an appointment with card friends to play cards."

After Ms. Ji said that, she went back to the room.

Yan looked at the half bowl of rice left in his bowl, picked up the bowl and prepared to continue eating. Suddenly, there was a knock at the gate of the courtyard. He subconsciously turned his head and saw a strange man standing outside the hollowed-out iron gate above.

Suit and tie wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

With a big back, she is capable and elite temperament that cannot be concealed, and is incompatible with the surrounding environment.

The man looked at him for a moment and asked, "Does Jiang Qingyan live here?"

Yan frowned: "I am."

Hearing this, the man nodded at him, then pushed open the iron door. The door clattered a few times, and through the increasingly larger crack of the door, a skilled face sitting in a wheelchair suddenly jumped into his eyes.

He was wearing a black shirt and leaned lazily in his wheelchair.

The collar opened without fear of the cold, revealing a pair of delicate collarbones and wheat-colored skin, diluting the solemnity and alienation brought by the suit and dress, making it look a little casual and distracting, and the slightly elevated curve of the lips adds a bit of carelessness.

I couldn't help but stare at his legs - wasn't this guy's legs still fine yesterday?

While stunned, Chen Lanshu, who was in a wheelchair, had been pushed in front of him.

He slowly raised his head and saw the man lifting his particularly beautiful lips, sitting upright, making a mellow and low voice: "I will introduce myself first. I am Chen Lanshu. Before your grandfather passed away, he verbally decided on your marriage with my sister to my grandfather. Therefore, I am also your prospective brother-in-law, Mr. Jiang, in the future, you will be my prospective brother-in-law."

Chen Lanshu said, bent down and stretched out a hand to Yan, who was holding the bowl: "Hello, brother-in-law."
Chapter completed!