remember who i am

At night, a clear spring in the dark courtyard was steaming.

Ji Yan sat inside, closed his eyes and crossed his legs, humming a ditty.

On the small table at one side, there were six or seven bottles of warm Zhuyeqing.

Pick up the small bottle and sip it lightly with the tip of your tongue. The mouthfeel is sweet and slightly bitter, with an endless aftertaste.

Ji Yan smacked his mouth and couldn't help but drink one after another.

For Ji Yan who has been on the road for a long time, this moment is really very comfortable and precious.

Looking up at the sky, the stars all over the sky are particularly fascinating...

I don't know what Du Chunyu is doing alone in the room?

He turned down the suggestion to soak in the hot spring with him!

Ji Yan was a little bit regretful, the cicadas were singing cheerfully in his ears, and he drank the wine bottle after bottle quickly.

When Du Chunyu finally came out, all the Zhuyeqing bottles were crookedly scattered all over the ground.

There was even a wine bottle dropped in the hot spring.

The heavy porcelain wine bottle sank slowly, almost falling between Ji Yan's legs.

Ji Yan stared straight at Du Chunyu without blinking.

Du Chunyu stretched out his finger and shook Ji Yan's hand, and Ji Yan's head also swayed left and right following Du Chunyu's hand, but the time of each swing was half a beat slower than Du Chunyu's hand shaking.

Du Chunyu stared at the sky speechlessly, squatted beside him and stretched out his hand to pick up the bottle that dared to run into the spring to bathe with Xingzhi.

But Ji Yan smiled and grabbed Du Chunyu's hand that was about to touch the bottle, but opened his eyes blankly without focus.

Du Chunyu used a little strength, but Ji Yan's grip was really strong, and Du Chunyu couldn't bear to forcefully push away the slightly wrinkled hand that was soaked in water.

He could only give up struggling and soak his hands in the spring honestly.

The water temperature is just right, even a little hot.

Du Chunyu lowered his eyes, thinking about letting Ji Yan soak for a while.

Such a spring will relieve fatigue after soaking for a long time.

But Ji Yan pulled Du Chunyu's hand into his bosom and hugged it to his chest.

Tears suddenly stayed, and big ones fell into the hot spring like a broken thread, causing small ripples.

Du Chunyu habitually stretched out his right hand to help Ji Yan wipe away the tears on his face, but Ji Yan hugged that hand tightly.

At a loss, he fished Ji Yan out of the spring, wiped off the water droplets on his body, picked up the quilt that was hanging beside him and wrapped it tightly.

Holding the person in his arms, he walked back to the house in two or three steps, and wiped away the tears on Ji Yan's face with his hands.

But it can't be wiped off at all. After wiping off the old tears, new ones will be replenished.

"what happened?"

Du Chunyu, who couldn't wipe away his tears, had no choice but to hug Ji Yan who was wrapped in a quilt and huddled into a ball, and patted Ji Yan's back lightly.

It's like putting a child to sleep.

"father!"

Ji Yan's eyes widened suddenly, staring at Du Chunyu and tightly clutching the fabric on his chest.

"Why don't you want me!"

Du Chunyu: ...

"You guys lied to me together!" Ji Yan was aggressive.

Du Chunyu: ...

"You must despise me!!"

Ji Yan continued to shout at Du Chunyu.

Hearing this, Du Chunyu's heart suddenly ached, as if being pierced to the tip of his heart by a tiny silver needle, and he was suffocating in pain.

"How come?" Du Chunyu tightened the big bag in his arms, "I obviously like you so much."

After finishing speaking, Du Chunyu's face turned red.

After confirming that Ji Yan was really drunk, he couldn't help but bury his head in a lump of fabric in his arms.

Ji Yan was still babbling on the sidelines, his voice gradually tinged with tears, "You all don't care about me, you all want to balance this and that, and no one wants me."

"No, you are the most important!"

Du Chunyu took his head out of the soft quilt with a serious face.

"But you said in front of so many people that you want to sever the father-son relationship with me!" Ji Yan continued to feel wronged.

"That's fake, it's a dream." Du Chunyu touched Ji Yan's face and forced comfort.

"is it?"

With tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, Ji Yan narrowed his eyes, as if he was weighing the truth of this sentence.

Du Chunyu nodded quickly.

"Liar!"

The result after thinking about it was that Ji Yan didn't believe it, and waved his arms trying to get rid of the two-kilogram quilt on his body.

But the tightly wrapped quilt is not so easy to break free, especially with Du Chunyu outside.

Ji Yan, who struggled to no avail, began to make trouble again, and tears poured out of his puckered mouth as if he didn't want money.

While weeping, he stretched out his hand and grabbed and scratched the person who imprisoned him.

Du Chunyu took a deep breath and let Ji Yan scratch his face and neck several times.

It is Ji Yan who bullies others, but it is also Ji Yan who is most wronged.

Du Chunyu stared at Ji Yan for a while, then slowly lowered his head, completely ignoring Ji Yan's seemingly fierce but powerless claws, and kissed fiercely on the aggrieved Lao Gao's mouth.

Ji Yan's eyes widened, like a dried up fish, he didn't know how to breathe with his mouth blocked when he was drunk.

He simply sucked in hard, snatching the air from Du Chunyu's chest.

But this trick worked surprisingly well, because Ji Yan, who was fighting for air, forgot to cry.

Soon, Ji Yan fell asleep in this battle for air.

Du Chunyu: ...

The next day, it was sunny outside.

Ji Yan lay under the quilt, rolling back and forth dissatisfied.

What did he tell Du Chunyu?

Although Ji Yan's wine taste is not good, his memory is surprisingly good.

The short-lived drunkenness did not damage Ji Yan's memory. Everything that happened in the spring last night was magnified several times in his mind and displayed in front of his eyes non-stop.

Remember every detail clearly!

He scratched Du Chunyu!

He also said so many strange things to Du Chunyu!

Even Du Chunyu, who was drunk like that, could still talk!

It was almost noon, Ji Yan secretly glanced at Du Chunyu who was writing and drawing on the table not far away, his eyes almost greedily scanned from top to bottom inch by inch.

Du Chunyu seemed to feel something, turned around with a smile that was not a smile, "Are you awake?"

Ji Yan nodded guiltyly, deliberately ignoring the red marks on Du Chunyu's neck.

"But I haven't slept well yet!"

As he said that, Ji Yan retracted his head into the quilt again, expressing that he still wanted to sleep.

Before he could adapt to the darkness under the quilt again, Ji Yan was dug out by a pair of powerful hands, and was held in Du Chunyu's arms like a child.

Exactly the same as last night!

It's just that now Ji Yan is leaning naked on Du Chunyu's body, his lower body is completely covered by the quilt.

The two looked at each other for a while, Ji Yan looked away uncomfortably, "Let,... let me sleep for a while. Anyway, I have nothing to do today."

"Ji Jing came just now." Du Chunyu touched Ji Yan's forehead, the red marks on his forehead had disappeared, and there was nothing abnormal at all.

"What is he here for?" Ji Yan twisted uncomfortably, as a big man, he always felt a little uncomfortable being hugged like this.

"Let you go over and see your newborn nephew." Du Chunyu took out a set of clean underwear not far away, and quickly put it on Ji Yan.

"What? Sister-in-law gave birth again?" Ji Yan jumped up from under the quilt.

The third sister-in-law has already given birth to four daughters, and finally gave birth to a boy this time?

Du Chunyu nodded, "Go?"

"go with!"

Although Ji Yan was terribly afraid of Ji Jing, the third sister-in-law was really good to herself.

After a quick wash, Ji Yan pulled out a drawer from the bedside, which was full of gold and silver locks and bracelets of various sizes, large and small.

He picked out the largest golden lock from inside, weighed it in his hand, and nodded in satisfaction.

Looking up at the ambiguous red marks on Du Chunyu's neck, he lowered his voice and discussed, "How about we change clothes?"

Du Chunyu's gaze never left Ji Yan, just watching him quietly.

"Then you wear my clothes?"

When Ji Yan thought of it, it seemed that the clothes Du Chunyu carried with him were all low-necked, which couldn't cover his neck.

Du Chunyu gave Ji Yan a funny look from top to bottom, his eyes were very obvious, reminding Ji Yan nakedly that the height and length of the two people are not in the same rank.

"Cough!" Ji Yan took a step back, "Then you stay here and obediently wait for me to come back."

Du Chunyu finally took a step forward, "No way."

How could he let Ji Yan go out alone?

"Then..." Ji Yan rolled his eyes, "Then you should wear a silk scarf!"

So, in late spring and early summer, Du Chunyu was forced to wear a fox fur scarf around his slender neck.