Did President Ji Urge for Marriage Today?

After eating, the two went out together.

Ji Linchen didn't let the driver drive, but instead sat in the driver's seat. Tang Shumi was moved by this. She originally planned to drive there by herself, the same as last year.

Tang Shumi sat in the co-pilot, tilting her head to look at the scenery outside the window.

After watching it for a while, without much energy, and without the mood to play with the phone, Tang Shumi turned around and asked him: "When is your mother's death date?"

She didn't mean anything else, just thinking that Ji Linchen had accompanied her to Sheshan, so of course she would also accompany him.

Ji Linchen drove the car intently and replied indifferently: "April 13th."

Tang Shumi took out the phone and clicked on the memo, "I remember, I will go with you next April."

Ji Linchen faintly said "Uh".

The car was too quiet, Tang Shumi couldn't stand the cold atmosphere, and started racking her brains to find topics.

"How is city a?"

"Okay."

"Has the hot spring resort been built?"

"Not a resort, but a real estate."

"Huh? Didn't you mean developing tourism projects?"

"That was 2 months ago."

"Oh, what about the company? I heard Ji Yun say that the group has newly established a company called—what is it called?"

"Wandering."

"Why?"

Ji Linchen's Yu Guang glanced over, Tang Shumi pursed his lips, and said: "Go back and let Zhao Yan give you a copy of the group's plan for this year."

"No need, I don't need to know it so clearly, and I don't like to read these." Tang Shumi continued, "You might as well ask Zhao Yan to send me a group revenue statement."

Ji Linchen glanced at her, and Tang Shumi spoke weakly, with a very low voice: "I'm very curious about how much money you can make in a year."

She wondered whether she could bankrupt Ji Linchenhua.

Ji Linchen seemed to see through her thoughts, "Don't worry, it's enough for you."

"..." Tang Shumi murmured inwardly, saying that she seemed to be making a sugar daddy.

But it's not bad, it's the same thing, but she is justified.

Tang Shumi suddenly remembered the message Xu Mingzhu had sent to her last night, saying that the program group could increase the pay, 5 million episodes.

Although only half of what she asked for, Tang Shumi was very excited.

"Ji Linchen, what do you think of me going to a variety show?" Tang Shumi asked his opinion.

Ji Linchen: "Variety?"

Tang Shumi: "A reality show, 5 million per episode."

Ji Linchen frowned, "Is there not enough money?" He could only think that Tang Shumi was short of money.

Tang Shumi was stunned for a moment before he realized what he meant, and blurted out: "No—", but she choked back abruptly after the words.

"Are you going to raise my forehead?" Tang Shumi looked at him, blinking her eyes.

Ji Linchen's voice was faint: "It depends on your performance."

"..."

Tang Shumi glanced at him displeasedly, and then said: "I don't have a company like you. I'm usually boring. The last variety show passed the time."

Ji Linchen asked her: "What variety show?"

Tang Shumi replied: "It's called "Walk with Jiangcheng Ladies""

Ji Linchen: "..." Listening to the name is not a serious show.

"What do you think? Should I go?" Tang Shumi looked at him blankly.

Ji Linchen expressed his opinion blankly: "It's not very good, whatever you want."

Tang Shumi glanced at him: "I think it's very good, five million in one episode."

Ji Linchen stopped talking, and Tang Shumi muttered to herself: "It's that the program team requires the filming at home. I'm still considering it. It doesn't matter if the cloakroom is exposed. I don't like having outsiders in the bedroom. I think it can. Can’t talk to the program organizer—"

"I don't agree." Ji Linchen frowned, his voice sinking.

He doesn't like privacy being exposed to the public.

"?" Tang Shumi frowned: "Did you just say that it's just me, why did you go wrong."

Dog man's mouth, deceitful ghost.

"A matter of principle." Ji Linchen said, "You know where my bottom line is."

Tang Shumi asked dryly: "Where is your bottom line?"

After asking her, he leaned against the car window in fear.

Ji Linchen said: "Change to a variety show."

"I don't enter the entertainment circle, so how can I choose so many variety shows?" Tang Shumi paused. If she wanted to enter the entertainment circle, she could really let her pick it casually. After all, the domestic first-line entertainment company is the season. home's.

"I'm just bored, watching this variety show is very interesting." Tang Shumi looked at him.

Ji Linchen didn't speak while driving the car, that means he did not agree.

"Forget it, I'm not going." Tang Shumi compromised.

She just watched Su Zhen go to work so briskly, she had nothing to do, what fashion week, charity dinner, celebrity dance party, she was really bored.

...

Sheshan was close to two hundred kilometers from Jiangcheng. Ji Linchen drove unsatisfactorily and arrived at the cemetery two hours later.

The cemetery is located in the mountains, and there are towering cypress trees all over the mountains and it has excellent Feng Shui.

The car can only be parked halfway up the mountain and climb up by yourself.

Tang Shumi looked at the slate stairs that stretched upwards, without seeing the end, and let out a long sigh of relief.

She doesn't usually like sports, and climbing up is awkward. She remembers that she had to rest three times last time before finishing climbing.

Fortunately, she was well prepared, dressed in casual clothes, plus flat sneakers.

Just because she was wearing sports shoes, Ji Linchen was standing next to her, a full head and a half high, Tang Shumi had to look up at him.

Dog man, why are you so tall?

But it's not that tall, and it's not worthy of his face.

Tang Shumi tangled for a while, and recovered, Ji Linchen had already pulled her away for a long time.

"Ji Linchen, wait for me." Tang Shumi looked up at the slender figure above and shouted.

The man on the steps turned around, suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the yellow leaves fell one after another.

Time stopped suddenly, frozen at that moment.

It's like a faint watercolor painting, soft and quiet.

Tang Shumi looked a little stunned, and it took a while before she recovered. She speeded up her pace and climbed up, "You stand still, I will come up right away!"

The man turned around as if he hadn't heard, and continued to walk up.

Tang Shumi roared: "Ji! Pro! Chen!"

Finally reached the top of the mountain, Tang Shumi propped her lap out of breath. On the other hand, a certain person has a light and leisurely face, as if he is coming up in the mist.

"Why are you crawling so fast? I don't know how to wait for me." Tang Shumi eased her breath and said unhappily.

Do you understand the four words Lianxiangxiyu?

Ji Linchen glanced at her expressionlessly: "Have you enough rest?"

Tang Shumi snorted, stood up and walked into the cemetery.

Su Xiuyu's tombstone is in the southwest corner, and a few green cypresses cast a whirling shadow, deepening the seal inscription on the stone tablet.

Tang Shumi's mood gradually became depressed. When she approached and saw the whitish photo, all the emotions buried in her heart burst out.

Grievances, sadness, misses... a lot of them, burst out in an instant.

"mom--"

Her throat seemed to be choked, and there was no sound. She bit her trembling lips tightly, tears pattering down.

Drop by drop, wet the blue limestone bricks under my feet.

After a long time, she said with a trembling voice: "Mimi came to see you."

Ji Linchen walked over, walked in front of her, stretched out his hand and gently wiped away her tears.

Tang Shumi stood still, looking at the tombstone quietly, letting him wipe the tears.

The sky gradually darkened.

Tang Shumi sat on the stone steps next to her with her knees wrapped around her knees, talking about many things that happened to her mother when she was a child.

"Mom, do you remember that when I was a child, I used to be disobedient. You hit my hand with wooden chopsticks. Every time I cried and screamed, it hurts so badly. If you hit it twice, it hurts and stops hitting me. I used wooden chopsticks this time, thinking that it would really hurt me and teach me a lesson."

"Actually, it doesn't hurt at all. I pretended to do it. You must know that, right? You just don't expose me."

"Later you fell ill. I didn’t want to go to school and I had to stay with you in the hospital. You didn’t agree and wanted to hit me with wooden chopsticks. But you couldn’t hold it anymore. The chopsticks fell on the floor. I picked it up and put it away. In your hands, you shook your head and said that your mother no longer has the strength to teach you, she must be obedient."

"I am very obedient."

"Really obedient, obedient and obedient."

She spoke incoherently, wiping her tears as she said, "But every time I don't want to be so obedient, I want to make you angry like I did when I was a kid, and then you hit me with wooden chopsticks."

"But I can only think about it, I can't go back anymore." Tang Shumi sniffed and raised her hand to dry her tears.

After wiping the tears, I laughed at myself again. I am already 22 years old, so how can I still cry like a child.

Ji Linchen, who had been silent for a long time, asked her, "Have you cried enough?"

Crying too fiercely, Tang Shumi was still crowing uncontrollably, and shook her head aggrievedly: "No."

Ji Linchen stretched out her hand, wiped away the teardrops on her chin, and said flatly, "Don't cry if you don't."

Don't worry if there is no comfort, still feel disgusted with her crying?

Capitalists are indeed cold-blooded animals without feelings.

Tang Shumi pursed her mouth in a straight line and sniffed, "I cry if I want to cry, it's up to you!"

Ji Linchen frowned: "My eyes are swollen from crying."

Tang Shumi wiped away tears, and said with a crying voice: "It's swollen, I don't care."

Ji Linchen was silent for a while, and said, "It hurts to look at it."

Time stagnates and the air freezes.

Tang Shumi bit her lip and looked at him blankly.

Ji Linchen said he feels bad?

Will cold-blooded animals still feel bad? !

"Distressed?!" Tang Shumi paused and looked at him with tearful eyes, "A lie! You won't be distressed!"

Ji Linchen touched her head and calmly said: "Who said I won't feel bad?"

"You don't care at all!"

Ji Linchen chuckled and pulled her hand to her chest, "If you don't care, what is this?"

Tang Shumi was dumb for a while, her throat choked, she didn't know what to say to refute him.

Her words are always inexplicable, Ji Linchen stood up and took her hand, walked forward, and said flatly: "It's late, go down the mountain."

There is a big temperature difference between day and night on the mountain, and the temperature is lower.

When a gust of wind blew, Tang Shumi couldn't help but shudder.

She deliberately changed a thick coat before going out, but it was still cold.

In the next second, he suddenly put on an outer shirt with a warm breath.

"Aren't you cold?" Tang Shumi looked at Ji Linchen, who had only one thin shirt left.

Ji Linchen answered honestly: "Somewhat."

"...Then what are you doing for me?" Tang Shumi said, her hand sticking into her sleeve honestly.

Ji Linchen never liked to explain, and simply said: "You can put it on for you."

Tang Shumi's hand holding the zipper buckle did not move, "What if I put it on? What if you catch a cold?"

Ji Linchen didn't wear much in the first place, and the wind was so strong. If he really only wears this shirt, he will definitely catch a cold tomorrow.

She would be fine if she lay at home for a few days after catching a cold, but Ji Linchen would not. According to his temperament, work is definitely the priority.

Standing face to face, Ji Linchen raised his hand to straighten the collar of her dress, then leaned over and pulled the zipper up, "I'm not that easy to catch a cold."

Ji Linchen is tall, and his clothes are naturally large. He is also a jacket with a looser fit.

She is thin, her clothes are loosely wrapped around her body, and her knees are covered, which is a bit funny.

Tang Shumi glanced down at the large clothes on her body, then raised her head and said, "Why don't we squeeze and wear them together?"

Ji Linchen's eyebrows were dyed with a trace of doubt.

Tang Shumi explained: "I'm wearing your clothes, you carry me down the mountain." She said, lowering her head and pulling down the zipper.

Seeing that Ji Linchen didn't respond, Tang Shumi asked him, "Don't you want it?"

Ji Linchen didn't speak, walked straight to her, and then stopped.

Tang Shumi curled her lips, opened her hand and jumped on his back, Ji Linchen smoothly dragged her calf with her backhand.

"Ji Linchen, it's really not that I don't want to walk. It's because I'm so cold and reluctant to return the clothes to you, and I'm afraid you catch a cold." Tang Shumi said, pulling the collar forward as much as possible and putting the clothes forward. He clings to his back, trying to take up less space.

Ji Linchen hummed.

"Look, I treat you well."

"Ok."

"Are you weird?"

"Um ugly? What is ugly?"

"I thought you learned how to surf the Internet through the Internet in your village. It seems that I think too much." Tang Shumi leaned her arm forward and hugged it tighter. "Um, it's someone like you. , One day I only know um um um."

"I understand, then you are..." Ji Linchen said, and paused to choose the wording, "Well, weird."

In the usual calm voice, there is a rare smile, "Am I right?"

Tang Shumi: "..."

Is Ji Linchen connected to the Internet? How could he even know it, or that he was born with this ability to comprehend.

"Why? I can't bear to cry?" Tang Shumi thought about herself in front of Ji Linchen. She did often cry and chirp, but she was caught crying by acting.

Ji Linchen said, "No."

"It's fine if you don't. I'll cry for you right away if you have it!"

Ji Linchen chuckled, not talking, Tang Shumi quietly lay on his shoulder.

The jacket wrapped the two people together, like an indivisible whole under the night.

Another gust of wind came, Tang Shumi buried her face on Ji Linchen's shoulders and neck, and waited for the wind to pass before raising her head.

"Are you cold?" she asked.

Ji Linchen felt the warmth behind him, "It's not cold."

"It's okay if it's not cold. Don't catch a cold. If you catch a cold, I won't take it back. You have to take it off and wear it for me." Tang Shumi kept chattering.

Ji Linchen answered, "I see."

The road is not easy to walk at night, and it took more than half an hour to get down the mountain.

There was still some distance from the car, Ji Linchen let go, "Come down."

Without the support of hands, two straight thin legs fell down instantly. But Tang Shumi still had no intention of coming down.

She stretched out her legs to clamp Ji Linchen's waist, and blew in his ears, "No, it's been a long time since I've been carrying it, it's not bad these steps."

As if to forget the previous saying "I don't want to walk".

Helpless, Ji Linchen re-supported her leg, until she walked to the car, she let go and jumped down.

Tang Shumi got into the co-pilot, first turned on the heater, and after the temperature in the car rose a little, took off her clothes and returned it to Ji Linchen.

The car quickly hit the road, galloping on the highway.

I don't know if I was tired from crying, and the sleepiness suddenly struck, Tang Shumi slowly closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.

When she woke up, outside the window was no longer a gloomy green belt, but a street scene belonging to the city.

Tang Shumi yawned and slumped under the window.

The mood is depressed, and I can't lift the energy at all.

She took out her mobile phone and unlocked the lock screen. It was already one o'clock in the morning, no wonder the street was deserted, with only a few pedestrians walking around.

Tang Shumi recognized this road, about 20 minutes' drive away from Mingyuan, passing by China World Mall, where there is a brand store she likes very much.

Yesterday the manager sent her a WeChat message, saying that it was new in the fall and invited her to take a look.

Because she was going to Sheshan, she refused without hesitation.

The Denves International Trade Store is right on the street, and new products are displayed in the glass window every time it is new.

Tang Shumi stood on the car window and wanted to take a look at the new product from a distance.

Passing by the overpass, it was a red light and stopped right opposite Denves.

Ji Linchen turned his head, just in time to see the dim eyes suddenly light up, no longer feeling unhappy.

Ji Linchen followed her gaze and landed on the high-end decoration shop opposite.

The green light came on at this time, he retracted his gaze and stepped on the accelerator while turning on the turn signal.

After a few minutes.

The car stopped in front of Denves.