Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"Old Liang." Ji Shiting suddenly said, "Are you really surnamed Liang?"

Old Liang paused: "Of course."

"So, what is your full name?"

"Can not remember."

"Really?" Ji Shiting suddenly smiled. "So, do you have an impression of the name Ji Ziliang?"

Lao Liang's hand shook fiercely, quickly looked up at him, and then quickly lowered his head: "No impression."

"I didn't have time to jump that day, and even someone took the car and fell off the bridge. I thought I could escape, but the huge impact made me fall into a coma. If it wasn't for you, I'm probably dead. Ji Shiting smiled, "I have never thanked you well."

"No need." Lao Liang finished, carrying the food box and turned away.

"Although your face has been ruined for the most part, but when I saw your first look, I thought you were very familiar." Ji Shiting said word by word, "And, you don't think our eyes look like ?"

The only sound on Laoliang's face was those eyes.

Ji Shiting once heard the old man say that his eyes are the most similar to those of his father. Moreover, he had seen pictures of Ji Ziliang when he was young. With the same deep eyebrows, Ji Ziliang felt melancholy and affectionate, and he did not inherit his father's temperament.

Ji Shiting clearly remembered that when he woke up from a coma, the joy and relief in Laoliang's eyes were relieved.

Whether it was the outline of the eyebrows that made him feel familiar, or the emotions revealed in those eyes, they all pointed to one person.

During this time, he became more and more sure of this guess.

Lao Liang's footsteps froze.

"Mr. Ji, you laughed." His voice was rough, "How can I look like you."

"So, I'll say it differently." Ji Shiting's black eyes stared at him. "You are very similar to my father who died prematurely."

"What are you talking about?" Lao Liang didn't refute, "The food is almost cold, eat early."

However, Ji Shiting overturned the big bowl with a calm tone, "I won't eat it. Unless you tell me the truth."

"Mr. Ji, are you going to play hunger strike?" His cheeks twitched, and he looked slightly angry.

"You've spent so much effort to save me, and you won't watch me die." Ji Shiting's tone was calm. "Of course, maybe you don't care, then it's better."

Laoliang couldn't help raising his head and gave him a fierce glance.

However, he couldn't help but looked away from the calm and deep eyes of the man.

"Mr. Ji, we are not malicious. It's just not a good time to let you go back."

"Let others know that I am still alive. Is it me or you who are the trouble?" Ji Shiting's tone was a little more aggressive, "If I am not wrong, you are hired by someone, maybe the scenery is far, Maybe it’s someone else, so it’s you who take care of my car, so you can decide when the car got out of control and happened to save me. As for the reason... If you are the one I think, the reason It’s ready-made. A father doesn’t want to watch his son die, and doesn’t want to involve the people around him, so he does something.”

Old Liang paused, and met his eyes again, this time, he finally did not escape.

"Your father, he is dead."