The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 314 Shave (Part Two)

"Do you think so, huh?" Ji Qian bit her lip and struggled to push Song Zhen away after speaking, squinting at him, her eyes were red, but her eyes were extremely stubborn.

That expression fell into Song Zhen's eyes, except for the shock, it was all distressed.

He was silent, not knowing how to answer, he stretched out his hand to hug her, but she slapped her away hard.

With a slap, there was a crisp sound.

Obviously it was Song Zhen who should be hurting, but Ji Qian felt that her hands were burning too, and her heart trembled.

Emotions welled up, and tears fell like beads of strings. She couldn't help reaching out and patting his chest, "Since you want to keep your promise, then what happened between us before? Song Zhen, what you did? What is it? Isn’t it deceitful? Except for the last step, what hasn’t happened between us? Can you pretend that nothing happened now?”

Ji Qian questioned him, Song Zhen froze.

He was speechless because everything she said was true.

Except for the last step, they had done everything they had to do, and he couldn't kid himself.

Ji Qian grabbed his clothes fiercely, "Song Zhen, I hate you! I hate you to death! I really hate you to death..."

She complained, cried, grabbed his clothes tightly like an aggrieved child, and then buried her head in his chest.

"I hate you so much, woo..."

The disgusting sentence after sentence repeated her incomprehension and helplessness towards Song Zhen.

Song Zhen put his arms around her back, but found that she was really thin, so thin that he could hold her in his arms with one arm.

Ji Qian was crying and occasionally sobbing, which showed how sad she was.

At the end of the cry, she seemed to have no strength herself, and the hand that was pulling the clothes gradually loosened, and passed through his armpit instead, and then hugged his shoulder from behind.

"How can I hate you, woo, Song Zhen, how can I hate you..." Like a contradictory child, she cried and choked up softly, "I like you so much!"

Hearing this, Song Zhen couldn't help hugging her even more tightly, and kissed the top of her head.

Ji Qian leaned against his chest, crying, her body was heaving from sobbing, and her voice was trembling.

"Song Zhen, I really like you, woo woo, I love you, do you know that?"

"I know, I know everything." Song Zhen raised her head and saw that she was crying like pear blossoms and rain, and her nose was also a little sore. She held her face with her big palm and kissed her tearful cheek.

The bitterness of the tears spread from the tip of his tongue to the bottom of his heart, but he enjoyed it so much that he sucked away the bitterness bit by bit.

Finally, warm lips came to her lips.

But, he didn't move.

Forehead against forehead, tip of nose against tip of nose, lips and teeth intertwined.

He stared fixedly at the crimson lips that were close at hand, and felt her warmth against her, "Jissie, I love you."

I love you.

So simple three words.

It is such a deep three words.

Ji Qian was frozen in place and forgot to cry.

The two pressed close, breathing intertwined.

Because he said "I love you", time seemed to slow down and the world seemed to become quiet.

The next moment, Song Zhen took her into his arms.

Such a tight hug, with the force of confinement, made her have nowhere to escape.

However, she didn't want to escape. On the contrary, she felt an unprecedented sense of safety and satisfaction. She reached out and hugged his waist tightly, letting the tears flow freely.

It's just that this time the tears are no longer bitter, but full of emotion and happiness.

He said: He loves her.

He is such a reserved person.

Ji Qian, who is good at introspection, suddenly realized how unreasonable she was before.

Whether it's her father or Song Zhen, it's all for her own good.

No matter whether she agrees with their way or not, she can sit down and communicate well, but she shouldn't speak harsh words to each other, or even blame Song Zhen for everything he has done.

Wasn't what he did to himself voluntary and voluntary!
The most important thing is that Song Zhen is still willing to be with her even after knowing her father's identity, and even endures her father's difficulties. Unreasonable troubles under the infinite tolerance, it is simply...

Thinking of the grievances between the Song family and her father, Ji Qian suddenly felt extremely ashamed and heartbroken for Song Zhen.

Eight years ago, Song Zhen's father, Secretary Song Da, who was the head of the G Municipal Legal Committee, was suddenly assassinated during the general election, and there were many doubts.

At critical moments, his father, Ji Duo, was wise to protect himself, turned a blind eye to doubts, and even turned away Song Zhen who came to see him.

At that time, Song Zhen was just a rookie who had just entered the officialdom, and he had no ability to change the general trend that was already a foregone conclusion. His father was his last straw, but he ruthlessly and indifferently rejected this man who was just facing the pain of losing his father. The young man's request wiped out his last sliver of hope, and made him deeply realize what it means to be cold when people are cold and the world is cold.

It's fine if his father refuses to help, and even obstructs it, deliberately preventing Song Zhen from contacting Song Da's old department...

All in all, Song Zhen was crushed like an ant and had no power to resist in front of the governor of a province. In the end, he could only take his sister and mother away to F province.

Ji Duo simply told Ji Qian what he did back then, and Ji Qian felt it was extremely cruel, let alone Song Zhen who experienced all this at that time?

The only explanation her father gave her was that it was a political game, and she was a child who didn't understand it.

Ji Qian really doesn't understand what a political game is. She only knows that Song Zhen has lost his father, and even when he suspects his father's death, he can't get any assistance. Instead, he will be suppressed by these so-called upper-class figures , and the person who did the most to Song Zhen was his father.

Even, his father might be covering up the truth about Song's father's death!

She hugged Song Zhen tightly, wishing to pass on all the apologies and guilt to him.

That's what her Ji family owed him, but he didn't hate or complain. Instead, he gave her all the remaining warmth. How lucky she is...

"Song Zhen, I love you, I love you!" She hugged him and said eagerly.

What she wanted to say to him was "I'm sorry", but they made an agreement that there was no sorry, only I love you.

And all the apologies and guilt, she was willing to turn it into deep love and give it all to him.

If possible, she is willing to give him all of herself and become one with him.

But at this moment, she was unwilling to bring up this topic again.

Because she respects his choice and doesn't want to embarrass him anymore.

The man made a promise.

This is her man, with his words "I love you", she feels that it is better than a thousand words, better than any promise.

Hugging, in a quiet space, allows two people to draw warmth from each other, so as to have the strength to move forward.

She raised her head and pressed her lips to his.

No lust, no impulse, only full of love.

The soft kiss was tender and tender, and the eyes of each other were so focused that only each other remained.

At that moment, she seemed to see in his eyes that he would never leave him forever.

After a while, they separated tacitly.

She stretched out her hand and couldn't help but tugged at his beard, "It's killing me..."

He held her hand and rubbed it on his cheek, "Then you come and shave, okay?"

She looked up in shock, a little suspicious that she had heard it wrong, "Scratch, scrape?"

"Well, scratched."

It wasn't until Song Zhen went to the bathroom to wet and lather her beard and handed the razor to Ji Qian that she still didn't realize that Song Zhen really wanted to shave?
After getting along for so long, Song Zhen always had the image of a bearded man. She was holding a razor and couldn't lift her hand. She couldn't imagine him without a beard.

"Do you really want to shave?" She couldn't help but confirm again.

"Come on." Song Zhen was very calm.

Ji Qian looked at the foam on his face, unable to do anything, "But I can't..."

Song Zhen held her hand, and she couldn't help shaking it, and suggested, "Why don't you do it yourself?"

"Yesterday someone said he would shave it for me."

"..."

"Hey, you can do it, come on."

As soon as Song Zhen told her to be good, Ji Qian could no longer refuse him.

Raising her hand, following the strength of his hand, she carefully lowered the blade to his temple, and then slowly scraped it down.

The foamed beard was immediately shaved off with the movement of the blade, revealing clean skin with slightly blue stubble.

Ji Qian wiped the shaved beard with a tissue and threw it into the trash can. She couldn't help staring at the small piece of Song Zhen's face in a daze.

Suddenly, I felt a little uneasy, "Song Zhen, will I...don't know you after the shaving?"

She was suddenly a little scared. After Song Zhen shaved his beard, wouldn't it be the same as changing his head?Will it be strange by then?
Song Zhen laughed, "You won't know me after you shave?"

"No, it's just..." Ji Qian waved her hand, then lowered her head in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Will it be ugly..."

　A certain author: Qian Qian, you are only now worrying about whether she will be ugly, is it too late?

　　Ji Qian: If it is ugly, can I apply for a return?

　　A certain author: No.

　　Ji Qian: If it's ugly, I'll chop you up first!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)