Ji Zhile heard it and immediately asked, “Is that Brother Pei Jing? I want to talk to Brother Pei Jing too!”
Ji Ningyi handed the phone to Ji Zhile, and Ji Zhile immediately asked, “Brother Pei Jing, is your family having fun? Let me tell you, Brother cried for a long time when he saw you leave.”
When Ji Ningyi heard this, his expression immediately changed and he wanted to snatch the phone back, but Ji Zhile slipped away from him very nimbly.
Ji Ningyi said loudly: “Not long!”
Why does Ji Zhile have to tell others everything?
Ji Ningyi felt very embarrassed to let Pei Jing know about this, and he felt a little hot now.
Ji Zhile said: “Okay, but it’s been a long time. Brother really misses you.”
Pei Jing’s voice on the other end of the phone lowered: “I miss you too.”
At this time, Ji Ningyi finally snatched the phone from Ji Zhile’s hands. Ji Zhile was stunned for a second before he reacted and looked at Ji Ningyi: “I haven’t finished talking to Brother Pei Jing yet.”
Ji Ningyi said: “You can call Pei Jing yourself.”
Ji Ningyi did not want to hear Ji Zhile tell others that he cried again because Ji Ningyi was already in the first grade and he rarely cried. He was almost seven years old. Crying is something only children like Ji Zhile can do.
Ji Ningyi returned to his room with his phone and closed the door.
Ji Zhile followed behind him and tried to unscrew the doorknob to follow in but failed to do so. He curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: “I also have a phone.”
It’s just that he did not have Pei Jing’s phone number. Ji Zhile forgot to ask for it, so he took out his phone watch and waited for Pei Jing to call him.
Sure enough, Pei Jing still remembered him, and soon Ji Zhile’s phone watch rang. He was surprised to find that there was Pei Jing’s phone number on it, and he did not know who helped him.
But now Ji Zhile happily answered the phone. He really wanted to know what else was interesting in Pei Jing’s place. The night conversation that night left a very deep impression on Ji Zhile.
He also likes to eat mushrooms and wants to pick them up by himself.
Facing Ji Zhile’s questions, Pei Jing answered them one by one. His description was very vivid, which made Ji Zhile yearn for it. Finally, he smacked his lips: “But I’m still studying, so I can’t go and play with you.”
Pei Jing asked him to study hard, and the next time he came to Ji Zhile and the others, he would bring them mushrooms.
Finally, Pei Jing asked hesitantly, “Has Ningyi been crying for a long time?”
It will make him very sad.
Ji Zhile said: “It didn’t take long. I cried not long ago. Of course, Brother is still worse than me.”
Pei Jing was worried after hearing this because he knew that Ji Zhile loved to cry, and the duration was not short.
“I even comforted Brother, but Mom didn’t.” Ji Zhile said proudly, “I comforted him so he stopped crying.”
Pei Jing felt a little strange by this sentence because what Ji Zhile said at this time was different from Pei Jing’s impression of them. He said, “Zhile is a very good child.”
Ji Zhile’s eyes curled up with joy: “I think so too.”
He talked a lot with Pei Jing in bits and pieces and felt that although they no longer lived together, they were still the same as before and could still talk a lot.
Ji Zhile’s last bit of sadness completely disappeared. He put away his phone watch. Then, he remembered something and took out his notebook. He had to write something down today.
His brother refused to let him use the phone watch and even snatched it back.
Recently, his mother has been very obedient and has never done anything bad that would make Ji Zhile angry. Ji Zhile found his own watercolor pen and used a red one to mark a five-pointed star on the last page of the grudge against his mother, as a reward.
Just like their teachers.
After finishing these tasks, Ji Zhile put away his things with satisfaction, climbed off the stool, and prepared to go out.
But as soon as he opened the door, he saw Ji Ningyi standing outside. Ji Zhile looked at him: “Why are you here?”
Just now after Ji Ningyi and Pei Jing had a phone call, Ji Ningyi thought about it. He felt that he should not have snatched the phone from Ji Zhile’s hand.
He was so excited at that time that he did not want anyone to know that he had cried. Not to mention that the person was Pei Jing, and it was for Pei Jing that he cried.
But Ji Zhile was still very young and ignorant. Today, he comforted him like a little sun. He usually likes him and is always clinging to him. Ji Ningyi felt that he should make things clear to Ji Zhile.
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