Has such a shame happened? He forgot all of it, and suddenly he didn't want to know what happened that night.

Anyway, nothing happened to them!

Seeing that he seemed to really not remember his appearance, Wan Chukong actually said, "You suddenly burst into tears and scared me."

Qi Ji raised his hand, not knowing whether to cover his ears or the other person's mouth.

Wan Chukong smiled, and there was something bad about it in his smile.

"I fell asleep on my shoulder at the end."

Qi Ji chose to cover Wan Chukong's mouth.

Last Wednesday night at Qiji's home

After Wan Chukong said "can touch", Qi Ji didn't know which string he touched. He blinked his eyes and tears came out of his eyes.

Before Wan Chukong could react, he was thrown into Qi Ji's heart.

The man froze at first, then was attracted by the whimpering sound. He lowered his head and patted Qi Ji's head hesitantly. The words he said did not seem to be comforting: "Why are you crying? I haven't cried yet."

Qi Ji muttered, but he couldn't hear clearly at all, so he could only pull his hand away, and he was still a little stunned when he saw Qi Ji's face.

It was not very tragic, but tears were all over his face, and Qi Ji was quietly crying.

"I'm too tired..." He whimpered in a low voice, wiping his tears, rubbing his wrist with his eyes rudely, but was stopped by Wan Chukong and continued to shed tears, "Just tired, sleepy and tired."

Wan Chukong is not very good at coaxing people, and is tired of people's tears, but he doesn't care about Qi Ji.

It was him who chose him and a cat who was obedient and well-behaved.

He will have patience.

"Then go to bed." Wan Chukong said, helping him wipe off the tears from his cheeks, and put a tissue on the corner of Qi Ji's eyes. The tears soaked the paper. He was still clumsy and had not yet learned to be truly gentle.

"No...no rest, no sleep."

Qi Ji said, stretching his hand to Wan Chukong's waist again and surrounding him. Wan Chukong subconsciously straightened his spine, but did not push it away. Qi Ji felt safe and put his head on his shoulder.

This is too much, the distance exceeds, the temperature exceeds, and the heartbeat of two people melts into one person.

"You can sleep." Wan Chukong said, "I will carry you back to the bed later."

Qi Ji murmured a few more times. Wan Chukong heard this time and turned his head awkwardly.

"I'm not your mom."

##

"You still call me mother." Wan Chukong said without changing his expression, even though his mouth was covered by Qi Ji.

Qi Ji's face was flushed, and while apologizing, he told Wan Chukong not to say anything more.

The evening breeze in August is warm, making people's hearts slightly itchy and hot.

Only when Wan Chukong stopped talking did he move his hand away, and he was as alert as a cat to his every move.

"Chen Shenghang said you were drinking." Wan Chukong still looked at him, "I'm afraid that if you are drunk, you will be hugging your mother, so I come and take a look."

Qi Ji: "...I don't know, and I'm drinking a drink."

"Well, I know, you will blush when you drink, although you are also very red now." It seemed that just to verify his words, Wan Chukong pressed Qi Ji's face with his thumb.

What is their relationship like this? Those ambiguous photos once again entered Qi Ji's mind.

Although he had denied it to his agent before, he could not convince himself at this moment.
Chapter completed!