After The Substitute Marriage, I Almost Died Laughing

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For a moment, Ji Yucheng suspected that he was hearing an illusion.

Because the rainstorm hit the banana leaves and pebbles, it crackled, and Ning Sui's voice was so light that it was covered by his rapid heartbeat when it fell into his ear.

When it came to an end, this sentence had dissipated.

This is the feeling when the brain is blank.

Ning Sui didn't say anything more. He stood still and didn't get close, but he didn't leave.

He lowered his eyes.

Ji Yucheng stared at his face, feeling that Ning Sui seemed to be in a very confused state.

Ji Yucheng's eyes couldn't help falling down on his trouser legs. Ning Sui came over with an umbrella, but his shoulders were still a little wet, and his trouser legs were full of mud. I don't know if the shoes were soaked.

Ji Yucheng's throat knot moved, and when he asked him to take a hot bath and change his clothes, he almost blurted out, but he swallowed and swallowed it back desperately.

His eyes shifted to the left, and he looked up at the boss standing at the door facing the corridor. He frowned and glanced at Ning Sui's trouser legs. His chin pointed to the hot spring and motioned to the boss.

The boss quickly understood what he meant and quickly came over and pulled Ning Sui into the vestibule.

Ning Sui was pulled back a few steps, looked at Ji Yucheng hesitantly, and then turned around and followed the boss.

The boss enthusiastically introduced to Ning Sui: "This is the vestibule, and there is a hot spring in the backyard. With a roof, you can listen to the sound of rain while soaking. On the left side of the corridor are some tatami rooms, and on the right side are normal Chinese-style rooms with bathtubs and fully heated. Do you want to go to a hot spring or open a room to wash directly? Take a shower?"

The boss kept introducing, and Ning Sui's brain was buzzing. He interrupted him and said, "Just give me a room. I'll take a shower."

"Okay." The boss took him to a room at the end of the corridor, pointed to another room separated by three or four rooms, and said, "That is the fixed room where Mr. Ji came here. It looks like you know each other. I'll tell you first."

"Fixed room?" Ning Sui hugged the bath towel that the boss stuffed him, followed the boss through the corridor, and asked, "Does he come here often?"

"I don't come here often. I haven't been here for several years. Isn't this a subsidiary of Ji's? At first, it was a hotel, but because there were few tourists in the nearby scenic spots, it was turned into a hot spring healing courtyard. Mr. Ji came last time to accompany his grandfather and did not stay for a while. The last time was several years ago. It was about nine years ago. He rested here for a while before going abroad.

"Recuation?" Ning Sui calculated the time. It was probably when Ji Yucheng was fifteen or sixteen years old and asked, "Sick?"

"I'm not sure." The boss said, "How dare I ask nonsense?"

Ning Sui entered the room, unzuked the hot water, took off his clothes and began to take a shower. The hot water from the shower washed on his head and flowed all the way to his ankles.

He looked at the water and was a little stunned. Suddenly, he realized that Ji Yucheng had a lot of things he didn't know.

For more than three months, I have never thought of taking the initiative to inquire about it.

The only message received was to check his information in the classroom for money, and what the hospital housekeeper said to him briefly.

In the past, it was okay when he was lying down. He thought that he had no consciousness and consciousness. All he thought about was his physical condition, and whether he would suddenly have a high fever that would endanger his life.