Boss Ji's petite wife

Chapter 202 Extra Story 1-28

"Ji Mingming, squat down."

Ding Danchen thought for a while, and when he looked up, the light of the lamp gathered in his eyes again, he looked at Ji Ming and said.

Ji Ming didn't know what to do, but he squatted down halfway according to the other party's intention, put one knee on the ground, put one hand on his knee, looked up at the person sitting by the bed, "what's the matter?"

Ding Danchen looked down at Ji Ming for a long while, as if in a daze, with a trace of bewilderment in his eyes, as if he forgot what to say.

Seeing the other party's stupefied look, Ji Ming laughed out loud, raised his knees, and sat down at Ding Danchen's feet. He wanted to see what the other party's seven-second memory was like.

When Ding Danchen saw Ji Ming smiling, he was stunned with a confused expression. He just looked at Ji Ming's face, then suddenly raised his hand, and pressed his palm on the top of Ji Ming's head. He held for two seconds before tentatively touching Touch Jiming's head.

"Good boy," Ding Danchen opened his mouth, blinked his eyes, and rubbed the top of Ji Ming's hair with his palm, "Good boy Mingming."

Jiming: "..."

"Good Mingming." Ding Danchen yelled again, and the hand that fell on Ji Ming's head dropped, and he cupped Ji Ming's face with both hands.

Ding Danchen sat on the edge of the bed, holding Ji Ming's cheeks in both hands, leaning forward slightly, bringing his cheeks close to Ji Ming, his eyes were clear and dark under the light.

"What's the matter?" Ji Ming raised his hand and pressed one hand on the back of Ding Danchen's hand. The other's hand was a little hot at this time, and when his palm touched the other's hand, he felt warm.

Ding Danchen held Ji Ming's face, and when he heard the other party's question, he tilted his head and rubbed his fingers on Ji Ming's face again.

"Are you hungry?" Ding Danchen asked.

Ji Ming was stunned for a moment, Ding Danchen's question made him a little confused.

"Good Mingming, are you hungry?" Ding Danchen asked again.

"Not hungry." Looking at Ding Danchen's persistent appearance, Ji Ming thought it was funny, and replied following the other's words.

Ding Danchen groaned, blinked, tilted his head, landed in an unknown place and stared blankly, he seemed to be thinking about something, but he seemed to be thinking about nothing.

Ji Ming had never seen Ding Danchen drunk, so he didn't know that Ding Danchen would be so...cute.

He couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hands to pull Ding Danchen's hands that were still covering his face when he was in a daze, and took them into his own hands. His thumbs brushed against the back of Ding Danchen's hands, as if he was feeling the delicateness on the back of Ding Danchen's hands. skin.

Ding Danchen was brought back to his senses by Ji Ming's actions, his eyes focused on Ji Ming again, and he moved his fingers, but he didn't pull them back.

"Good Mingming." Ding Danchen shouted again, looking at Ji Ming without blinking.

"Well, what happened?"

Ji Ming asked this sentence for the third time today, and looked up at Ding Danchen.

Ding Danchen's pupils were completely dilated at this time, and he looked at Ji Ming seriously, extremely innocent.

Ji Ming's heart was about to melt, he thought that the other party forgot to say something again, so he pinched Ding Danchen's face with one free hand.

As a result, Ding Danchen suddenly withdrew his hand to grab Ji Ming's hand, and said seriously, "I'll show you my painting."

"Painting?" Ji Ming was slightly taken aback, a little puzzled.

"Ah."

Ding Danchen nodded seriously, then paused, then froze again, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

Ji Ming was waiting for Ding Danchen to write, but the other party started to be dazed again, which made him stunned for a moment.

"In the attic."

Suddenly, Ding Danchen came back to his senses, as if he remembered something, he said to Ji Ming: "I put the painting in the attic. It was in my room. I was afraid you would see it, so I took it to the attic before you moved in." .”

Ding Danchen spoke seriously, without considering the paradox in his words at all. Since he didn't want Jiming to see it and hid it, why did he say it again at this time.

Ji Ming was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his eyes drooped, and he laughed twice.

"What are you laughing at?"

Ding Danchen seemed to have returned to his normal appearance at this time, and looked at Ji Ming suspiciously from the side.

"Honey, it turns out that alcohol can intoxicate your powerful logical ability." Ji Ming said with a smile.

Ding Danchen listened to Ji Ming's words, the doubt in his eyes turned into confusion, then he blinked and thought for a while before saying, "I'm dizzy."

Ji Ming raised his hand and touched Ding Danchen's forehead, but there was no fever, probably because of drinking.

"Sleep for a while if you're dizzy." Ji Ming stood up from the ground, just like Ding Danchen touched him just now, put one hand on the top of Ding Danchen's hair, and rubbed it lightly.

"I want to hug you." Ding Danchen raised his head, looked at Ji Ming, his tone was completely opposite to his usual consultation with Ji Ming, a bit forceful, but there seemed to be a trace of dependence under his eyes.

Ji Ming's palm paused, then he smiled, bent down and touched the tip of the other's nose with his forehead, and said in a deep voice, "I obey."

When Ding Danchen said he was hugging, he was really hugging. After the two changed their clothes and lay down, he really pulled Ji Ming over, wrapped him in his arms, and consciously kissed him on the forehead. Kiss and say goodnight.

Ding Danchen fell asleep quickly, and Ji Ming was hugged by the other party, and he could still smell a trace of wine on the tip of his nose, and under the smell of wine was Ding Danchen's unique smell, which was very clean.

Ji Ming moved his body a little, and felt the cuffs around his waist tightened. He raised his eyes to see, but Ding Danchen's eyes were closed tightly, and he was sleeping peacefully.

Seeing the other party's sleeping state, Ji Ming smiled, he wanted to cling to him in his sleep, because he was afraid that he would leave.

In fact, since just now, he could faintly feel that Ding Danchen was drowsy and drowsy, but he kept talking to him. In fact, he was subconsciously afraid of him leaving, even though he was so dizzy that he lost all logic.

After the other party's hands squatted down from him, they always seemed to be on his body, as if they were ready to grab him at any time.

About half an hour later, Ji Ming stretched out his hand and carefully pulled Ding Danchen's arm away. During this period, he raised his head to observe Ding Danchen several times, for fear of waking him up.

After Ji Ming finally got up from the bed, he stretched out his hand and pulled up the quilt covering Ding Danchen's body, and then quietly left the room door.

on the attic.

Ji Ming remembered this place very sensitively, and walked up the stairs at the end of the corridor stepping on his slippers.

The house Ding Danchen lives in is a low-rise building, and he is on the top floor, so there is a small attic. It is said that the attic is actually a simple small platform, where some things that are not used in daily life are placed.

The light above was rather dim, and Jiming observed it. There seemed to be no light. He reached out and turned on the light of his mobile phone, and took pictures around. The place is small so things can be seen at a glance.

There are several boxes of different sizes neatly placed, the biggest one is at Ji Ming's feet, Ji Ming raises his hand to open the box, and what comes into view is a sketch.

Ji Ming squatted down slightly, the phone light was on.

The painting is of a hand, black and white, with distinct knuckles. The fingers are slightly open, and there is a ring on the index finger of that hand, and the date is dropped on the lower right corner of the painting, which is more than two months ago, and the date is falling behind. With a number, 578.

Just one glance, Ji Ming's expression stopped, he recognized the ring, it was the ring he wore on his index finger before, the pattern of 'JM' on it was very clear, so this is...

Thinking of something, Ji Ming found a higher place to put down his phone, then took away the painting and looked down, a sketch of him came into view, half-length sketch, he was wearing a soft sweater, looking up at the front , with sharp eyes.

Ji Ming subconsciously glanced at the date on the corner pendant, which was also two months ago, and the number after the date was 577.

He paused with his fingers, and scrolled down again, one by one, all of them were his portraits, but they were not so much his portraits as Ding Danchen's imagined portraits of him.

Because in the following paintings, the dates are getting higher and higher, three months ago, five months ago, one year ago, two years ago, and each date is followed by a number, and some are arranged Some are following along, while others are jumping...

And these days, Ding Danchen was abroad, so it was impossible to see him, and except for the first portrait, which was the same as his current appearance, in the latter portraits, he looked much younger, like a ...

Just like him in college.

The more he turned back, the more shocked Ji Ming was. When he turned to the last picture, he was stunned. He had seen that painting before.

No, to be precise, he has seen that photo before. When he went to Ding Danchen's room for the first time, the photo was secretly taken by the other party on the bedside, and the last painting is Ding Danchen taking that photo. It was painted, and the number dropped after the date of that painting is 1.

At this time, Ji Ming squatted on the ground, looking at the messed up photos on the ground, suddenly his mind shook, and he looked at the numbers after the date again.

If the date interval is long, the numbers will jump, and if the date interval is short, the numbers will be arranged in sequence.

His mind buzzed, and he looked at the painting on the top hand again. The number was 578. He suddenly remembered that the painting that Ding Danchen gave him on his birthday seemed to have a number marked on it too, which seemed to be 579. , He didn't care about it at the time, he just thought it was some habit left by Ding Danchen's painting.

But Ji Ming looked at the paintings on the ground again. He roughly counted them. There were dozens of them. There are many, many...

Ji Ming squatted in front of those paintings and was silent for a long time. At that moment, he seemed to be petrified.

Ding Danchen told him from the very beginning that the other party liked him, and he had liked him since six years ago. He was shocked at that time, because six years is not long, but it is not short.

But Ding Danchen still kept that feeling during the six years when he was blank with him.

Later, after he gradually accepted Ding Danchen, thinking about what Ding Danchen said at the beginning that he liked him for six years, he suddenly felt a little distressed, but his understanding at the time was that because he was emotional, he would feel sorry for Ding Shan Chen's unilateral love for so many years.

But now, when he really uncovered Ding Danchen in the past six years, his heart seemed to be torn apart by someone.