Reborn As the Ex-wife of the Paranoid Male Lead

There is a dark color between the sky and the earth, the wind and rain in the mountains and forests, and several people standing on the huge cemetery path have different thoughts.

The torrential rain poured down. Ji Yuansheng looked at the weak figure of the young man in front of the tomb, and his heart was sour. The connection of blood is a kind of empathy that is very delicate and difficult to describe. When Ji Beichuan cried, he didn't have much in his heart. Touched, but Shen Cheng didn't shed a single tear, but he was filled with emotion.

Ji Yuansheng approached and covered the umbrella in front of the boy, while bending over to pull him: "Don't catch a cold, get up quickly."

The tall man stood in front of Shen Cheng like a big tree to shield him from the wind and rain. The boy in front of him was half a head shorter than him, his body was completely wet, and there was rainwater running down his wet hair. Rolling down from his thin cheeks, Ji Yuansheng wanted to reach out and wipe it for him, but he met those eyes that were somewhat alienated and vigilant.

Hands paused in midair, Ji Yuansheng took out the silk handkerchief from his suit pocket to wipe the rain off Shen Cheng's face, frowning and scolding a little stiffly: "Why did you lose the umbrella, what if you get sick?"

Ji Beichuan next to him secretly rejoiced, is his father blaming Shen Cheng?

If it were him, he would definitely apologize now, and Shen Cheng would also be stealing chickens without losing money.

However, the scene he expected did not come, Shen Cheng said: "I won't get sick."

Just as Ji Yuansheng was about to speak, he heard the child in front of him lowered his eyes and said lightly, "It's only been a while, I'm used to it."

…

got used to?

The crashing rain fell on the umbrella, the world was quiet, Ji Yuansheng's hand holding the umbrella handle tightened, guilt flooded like a flood, almost drowning the heart of this nearly forty-year-old man.

He felt a little embarrassed, especially in front of his wife's grave. He had suffered so much for not taking good care of this child. If he didn't return to China this year, maybe they would miss it in their entire lives. This child was bought by Shen Youting with his life. , his only flesh and blood!

Ji Yuansheng took off his suit jacket, and the wide clothes fell on Shen Cheng's shoulders, wrapping the boy in it, and the clothes still had the residual temperature of the human body, as if to exclude the cold of wind and rain.

Shen Cheng looked up at him in surprise.

Ji Yuansheng stretched out his hand to help him tighten his clothes, and his mature and steady voice carried some serious tenderness. This man was also not good at expressing himself, and would only say bluntly: "No matter what happened in the past, now that my father is here, I won't let you get wet again. ."

Shen Cheng was silent for a while, without any movement, or in other words, this was the first time he did not reject Ji Yuansheng's contact, and stood in front of the man somewhat obediently. But the more this happens, the more distressed the man is.

Ji Yuansheng looked at the black hair of the child in front of him, and his figure became thinner under the wide coat. No matter how strong and mature he was, he was still a 14-year-old child in the end. The man asked in a low voice, "I want to Just take a shower, the car is outside, go back with Dad?"

Although the wind and rain between heaven and earth are still fierce, but at this moment, the atmosphere here is warm and warm.

However, Ji Beichuan stepped over, and he came with a chill: "Father, are we going back now?"

Ji Yuansheng keenly found that when he came over, Shen Cheng's complexion changed.

Ji Beichuan took the initiative to lean under the umbrella and said, "Let's go back together? Speaking of which, I think Mrs. Li is cleaning up your room. I'll show you around when I get home, but now it's raining too much and the car shouldn't be able to drive. Let's go back to the hotel first, shall we?"

Shen Cheng didn't agree, and even took two steps back because Ji Beichuan squeezed under the umbrella to distance himself from them.

Ji Beichuan was slightly surprised.

Shen Cheng: "Don't get too close, we don't know each other well."

…

Such a straightforward refusal made Ji Beichuan's face distorted.

If it weren't for the fact that he could live in this family and not go to that poor family, he really didn't want to endure it any longer: "Then you don't go home with my father, where are you going?"

The voice fell, and another voice came from behind: "Why is there no one, go back with us."

Ji Beichuan was surprised: "...you?"

Jian Shiwu came over with an umbrella: "what's wrong with me?"

"But Shen Cheng is his father's child, how can he not come home with us and be with you?" Ji Beichuan felt that he was asking for Ji Yuansheng: "Isn't this wrong at all."

Xiao Pang said bluntly, "That's not your home, it's Shen Cheng's home, it's not your father, it's Shen Cheng's father."

Ji Beichuan choked, he subconsciously wanted to refute but couldn't, looked at Ji Yuansheng angrily and wanted him to say a few words, but found that Ji Yuansheng did not refute this, but looked at Shen Cheng thoughtfully, in front of him In more than ten years, he has never seen Ji Yuansheng, who is only busy with work, so concerned about people and things outside his career.

Jian Shiwu saw that half of Shen Cheng was soaking in the rain outside, took a deep breath, raised his head and said to Ji Yuansheng, "Uncle, you only have an umbrella, so you can't call two people. If you have to leave with three people, there will be Two people get wet at the same time, and I don't think you can assume that just because one of them is wet, he is safe from the rain."

After speaking, Jian Shiwu got closer, leaned his umbrella forward, and covered Shen Cheng's body that was partially exposed, Xiao Pang's face was full of seriousness: "Uncle, of course you can never change. , but he can't stand in the rain all the time."

Children's words are always the most disturbing.

Ji Yuansheng is so smart, how could he not know what Jian Shiwu is metaphorically saying "I..."

Shen Cheng saw that he was holding an umbrella and stood with Ji Beichuan, and he didn't want to talk anymore. He took Jian Shiwu's umbrella and stepped back a few steps away from Ji Yuansheng, and whispered, "Aunt Zhen has already replaced the hotel last night when we go back to the hotel. We have opened the room, I will take a bath myself, uncle will take Ji Beichuan back, thank you for your umbrella."

Ji Yuansheng still wanted to take a step forward, but Shen Cheng stopped looking at him.

Zhen Meili came over with an umbrella, and she stood beside the children: "Okay, it's raining so hard, don't talk here, Youyou is not a person who likes to be lively, so I don't want to make her trouble. Are you worried, you can't walk even looking at the rain today, Shen Cheng, can you take the hour back first?"

Shen Cheng nodded.

With an umbrella, Jian Shiwu ran to the tombstone and put the box of pastries on the altar, bowed twice, and then came back, with a smile at Shen Cheng: "Let's go. "

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to Ji Yuansheng and said, "Uncle Ji, let's go back first."

Ji Yuansheng responded, and when the two children left, he lowered his head and said to Ji Beichuan, "You also go back to the hotel and wait."

Ji Beichuan was tired after playing for a long time today. Although he still wanted to go back with Ji Yuansheng, he has subconsciously learned to obey orders over the past ten years, so he did not dare to have any comments and nodded: "Yes."

When he left, only Zhen Meili and Ji Yuansheng were left here.

Zhen Meili held an umbrella and said to the man, "Mr. Ji, how the relationship between Shen Cheng and Ji Beichuan was bribed by Ji Beichuan to find ways to get him to leave the city, especially Shen Cheng is the kind of child with a heavy heart. It's really hard for outsiders to say anything, but even for the sake of the children and your father-son relationship, as long as Ji Beichuan is there, Shen Chengcheng will not open up to you."

Ji Yuansheng frowned: "I'll give him the best..."

Zhen Meili sneered and shook her head: "Not everyone in this world lives for those few taels of copper coins, if you think that Shen Cheng has never been blessed since he was a child and wants to impress him with money, then it is a big mistake. wrong."

A child without love is more affectionate.

These stinky men are so straight, they can't turn their heads.

"If you really want to have a good relationship with this son, now is the best time." Zhen Meili is not helping him, but Shen Youting's husband: "Don't wait for the child to be really disappointed before doing things that don't help. If you miss it, you can make up for it, but if people’s hearts are cold, it will be difficult to keep warm.”

Ji Yuansheng frowned slightly, and finally nodded solemnly: "Thank you."

Zhen Meili smiled, and then went to the tomb to pay homage with her husband who was not far away.

The wind and rain were heavy, Ji Yuansheng walked to the door, the bodyguard handed him the mobile phone and said, "The old lady has been calling you."

Ji Yuansheng nodded to pick it up, and as soon as he connected, the old lady's irritable voice came from the other end: "Yuansheng, why didn't we see Beichuan this morning? I heard that you went to Fengtai Mountain?"

Ji Yuansheng said, "Yes."

"What did you take him there for?"

Ji Yuansheng looked at the other side of Fengtai Mountain: "Worship the ancestors for the last time, remove the name from the genealogy."

Fengtai Mountain has the exclusive cemetery of the Ji family. To the north is the cemetery of the Ji family. There is also a very large genealogy of stone tablets. The names of each generation of descendants will be engraved on it from birth. After marrying into Ji's family, she was criticized for her family background. She was such a proud person that she would never enter Ji's ancestral grave after she died.

The old lady was shocked: "What is the last time, are you really going to send Beichuan back to that poor family? Isn't the adopted son not a child, that Gao Can and Shen Dashan are a nest of lunatics, you sent Beichuan over to kill him? You haven't raised this child. For more than ten years, my old woman has been taking care of the child. At that time, I said that I don't care about the child. You have to go abroad to develop and leave the child in the country. Now I take care, take care If you insist on sending my grandson away, I will not recognize you as a son!"

Ji Yuansheng listened to the roar and sighed softly. He saw Ji Beichuan's despicable acting skills. He didn't have no feelings for this child. If he could get along well with Shen Cheng, it would not be unacceptable. The old lady is excessive. Coddling makes children lawless, and even makes murders.

Maybe Jian Shiwu was right, he had no way to protect his two children, just like in the past ten years, Ji Beichuan had no worries about food and clothing, but Shen Cheng could only survive. Seeing that he didn't speak, the old lady was furious: "Did you hear me? I didn't agree with you when you married Shen Youting. You made trouble with me for this woman more than ten years ago, and now you are going to disobey me for this woman's son. ?"

Ji Yuansheng held the phone and turned to look at the mausoleum behind him. The picture of his wife on the high tombstone came into view, where his beloved wife was sleeping. He didn't protect her well many years ago, but after many years, he could no longer protect her. Good their son, his black pupils are silent: "You can have my son, but I can't lose my son."

The old lady suffocated: "...you, what did you say?"

The phone is hung up.

…

The wind and rain on the mountain did not stop all day.

The hotel is very quiet. The only entertainment facility is an old black and white TV in the room. Because of the rain, the signal is not good, so you need to constantly shake the antenna. Later, because of thunder, the TV could not be watched. I started to do my homework, and I finished all the homework in each subject in one day. With Shen Cheng, everything was done with half the effort.

But Jian Shiwu keenly felt that Shen Cheng was not happy today.

Although Shen Cheng never talked about this matter from the beginning, Jian Shiwu could still feel it. In fact, he still cared about it very much. If some things were held in his heart too much, he would get bored.

Jian Shiwu asked: "Class representative, are you unhappy?"

Shen Cheng put down his pen: "No."

"Don't fool me, I know everything." Xiaopang held the test paper: "But don't worry, Uncle Ji is a very responsible man, I can see that he cares about you very much, even if it doesn't work, my mother said, She is your godmother, if the Ji family bullies you in the future, we will help you!"

Shen Cheng's eyes moved slightly.

Jian Shiwu was afraid that he would think he had something wrong: "When I met Monkey before, I knew that his stepmother often bullied him secretly, but my mother was so fierce that she brought Monkey to live at home, and even recorded fraudulent calls. That woman, straighten her up to be obedient, I was a dog-head military strategist in the whole incident, and later the monkeys called me Brother Shi!"

As he spoke, Xiao Pang was still vivid, with a smile on his face: "The road sees injustice and roars, hoeing the strong and helping the weak."

He thought that Shen Cheng would be very happy, but the boy's face slowly turned cold.

Shen Cheng said quietly, "So anyone can do it?"

?

Fatty was stunned.

He doesn't understand what this sentence means. Is Shen Cheng angry? His situation is indeed different from that of the monkey. Do you think he is simplifying his situation? But he didn't mean that, he just wanted to express that he was simply helping.

Zhen Meili shouted outside: "Have you finished your homework? Can you watch it on the TV downstairs."

Jian Shiwu changed the subject: "Mom called, go downstairs and watch TV?"

Shen Cheng turned his face away: "You go by yourself."

The boy's obvious refusal made Jian Shiwu a little awake. Maybe this time has been too moisturizing, and he has forgotten the fact that Shen Cheng hates him. Thinking about his life, he has indeed been carried away. , In this life, you shouldn't have any unreasonable thoughts about the male protagonist. What you should do as a small cannon fodder is the correct way to survive!

Jian Shiwu stood up: "Well then, I'll go down first. If you want to play, go downstairs."

Shen Cheng didn't look at him again.

Jian Shiwu turned around and closed the door, leaving a silence in the room, because his departure seemed to take away the last liveliness and temperature in the room. The teenager sitting at the table listened to the footsteps outside the door and left, and put it on the side. His hands curled up hard, with blue veins appearing.

Hoe the strong to help the weak?

Do you sympathize with him like that?

But has he told Jane Shiwu that he doesn't need such feelings?

It's like dealing with stray cats and dogs that may be cute on the side of the road. No matter which one they meet, Jian Shiwu may stop to treat them warmly and take care of them carefully, because he is the opposite of his dark and cruel self. , That person has a clean and gentle heart under his carefree appearance. This is not Jian Shiwu's fault. Shen Cheng knows that the selfish and ugly person is himself.

He shouldn't be mad at him.

He was so moody and his temper was so strange, which made him sad again.

Before the change, he wouldn't get angry. It doesn't matter who Jian Shiwu likes, and what Jian Shiwu does will not interfere with his emotions, but now it's different, violent emotions are rising in his heart, and he faintly realizes , Myself to Jane Shiwu, after all, it is different.

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downstairs

The rain was still falling, and the inn was unexpectedly quiet. The proprietress and Zhen Meili were chatting about their daily routines. They were preparing to make dumplings and roll noodles. Xiao Pang was also studying beside him.

The proprietress said, "Little boy, what are you rolling noodles for?"

Jian Shiwu had sticky noodles in his hands, and he said, "I want to make a bowl of noodles."

The proprietress pointed to the cabinet next to her: "There's a bag of vermicelli there."

"I'll try rolling it myself." Xiao Pang is still very serious: "My mother makes noodles like this."

Zhen Meili next to her just wanted to say that only on your birthday every year will she make longevity noodles for you, but when she said that, she suddenly understood something. Said: "The child loves to play, so let him go."

The proprietress pursed her lips and smiled: "Children, work hard!"

Jian Shiwu is still working hard.

In fact, he didn't want to care about Shen Cheng. He hated himself so much, so he didn't want to go up and cook him longevity noodles!

But when he went downstairs, he heard Zhen Meili mention that Ji Beichuan had never had a birthday.

Jian Shiwu thought that no one wanted to celebrate his mother's birthday, but Shen Cheng, he has never had a birthday in the past ten years. He finally has a good family, and he may not have one in the future. this day.

He remembered that day in the hotel. At that time, they asked the chef to cook a bowl of noodles for Shen Cheng. Shen Cheng was happy. If Gao Can had not come to make trouble, Shen Cheng would have been able to eat longevity noodles. Later, the waiter came to clean up the mess. When he sent his classmates away, he saw the lonely look in his eyes when he saw someone take his face away.

Oh, he didn't admit that he was actually a little distressed!

Besides, if Shen Cheng's careful man himself is really angry with him, he won't be mad at him. Good men don't fight with Shen Cheng.

It's just noodles that I made by hand. If Shen Cheng doesn't eat it, he will eat it himself. Anyway, it's him who loses, hum!

…

In the evening, finally noodles that can be seen in the finished product were rolled out.

Zhen Meili and the proprietress had already left to watch TV outside. Xiao Pang was proudly admiring his work. When he was about to order some dishes and cook noodles in a pot, someone came in at the door of the kitchen.

Ji Beichuan came to look for something to eat and saw him: "Are you rolling noodles?"

Jian Shiwu proudly raised his chubby face, and before he had time to show it off, Ji Beichuan shouted, "It's so ugly."

"…"

Jian Shiwu scolded him: "It's none of your business, it's not for you!"

Ji Beichuan snorted: "I don't care."

Jian Shiwu was too lazy to pay attention to him, and put the cleaned vegetables on the chopping board to cut them. He has always been bad at using a knife. When cutting cucumbers, he can cut a large piece at once, which is full of pits.

Ji Beichuan laughed at him: "You're stupid."

Jian Shiwu glared at him angrily, and just as he was about to scold someone, Ji Beichuan came over and grabbed the knife, and chopped the cucumber fluently in a few strokes.

...Although I don't want to admit it, it's really good.

Strange, how can this spoiled thing cut things so well?

Jian Shiwu pouted: "It's normal!"

After grabbing the cucumber, he began to wash the other small greens, and even smashed an egg. Ji Beichuan stood by and didn't speak during the whole process.

Jian Shiwu turned on the gas stove and looked at him curiously: "You want to go to the big kitchen in front of you to find something to eat. The lady boss is also in front. What are you doing here? There are only noodles that you think are ugly, and there are dumplings in the big kitchen."

Ji Beichuan seemed to be stepping on a painful foot, and retorted in a hurry: "I'm not standing here, I just want to see how ugly noodles you can cook?"

"…"

ill.

Ji Beichuan may also feel ashamed to stand here. After a while, he turned around and left. Jian Shiwu glanced sideways while boiling water. The young master's back was a little lonely. In fact, he found out that since he saw the noodles, Ji Beichuan's eyes haven't been opened very much. He is 14 years old this year, and in the next two years, no matter how arrogant he is, he is just a little kid who just graduated from primary school, and some thoughts can't be hidden on his face.

The noodles were put in the pot, and they were steaming hot, and the aroma was slowly boiled.

After it was completely boiled, a bowl of noodles with a very poor appearance was cooked. He filled a bowl and brought it out from the house.

Ji Beichuan was sitting at a table not far away. There was also a plate of dumplings in front of him, but he didn't eat much. Seeing that Jian Shiwu came out, he pouted and said nothing.

Jian Shiwu passed by him, annoyed: "I ordered too much, and there is still more in the pot."

Ji Beichuan was taken aback.

He looked at Jian Shiwu. For the first time, the arrogant and domineering young master did not confront him again. His hands curled up, his lips pursed and he said stiffly, "Thank you."

Xiao Pang ignored him and went upstairs. It was still raining outside. He returned to his room with a bowl in his hand, and found that Shen Cheng was washing in the bathroom, so he put the noodles on the table, because he had to put the books on the table to eat. After cleaning everything up, he reached out and tried to put away the exercise book during the day, but unexpectedly found that several questions in the exercise book had been revised.

In the mathematics textbook, there are several units that should be previewed, and the weak points he does not understand during the day are marked with Shen Cheng's handwriting in many places. Although his face is fierce, Shen Cheng is still in his absence. Help him preview and change questions.

"squeak"

The bathroom door opened.

The young man who had brushed his teeth and washed himself came out. The room was filled with the aroma of noodles. Xiao Pang stood under the warm yellow light and looked over.

Before Jian Shiwu went upstairs, Shen Chengcheng thought that he might be angry.

He might even go to another room tonight and never come back, no matter what, he can accept it.

But what I didn't expect was that after having tasted his moody emotions, Jian Shiwu did not reject him, fear him, or stay away from him.

Shen Cheng walked over slowly, and finally stopped at the table, and saw the bowl of noodles with poor appearance, colorful, with vegetables and everything, and a fried egg floating on it.

Jian Shiwu smiled and said: "The conditions are not good, will you take it for a while?"

Shen Cheng looked at his red hands. The originally white and soft hands were red due to labor. At first glance, they were rolling noodles by hand. The crooked noodles were unevenly distributed, obviously not the handwriting of adults. He opened his mouth and said in a low and hoarse voice: "You do of?"

Little Fatty scratched his head, and said naively, "Damn, that's it."

"Oh right." He took out the things he was sneaking out of his pocket and showed it to Shen Cheng, with a look of anticipation on his chubby face: "Look! Surprise or surprise!"

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