Stand-in self-cultivation

Ma Qiming bit an unlit cigarette, and slowly narrated a very story-telling past to Jia Ran.

His memory starts out blank.Strange rooms, strange faces, among the visitors who came and went was a woman who claimed to be his mother, and a man who claimed to be his father.The man told him that he was accidentally hit by a car because the person who took care of him was negligent, and Ma Qiming believed it ignorantly.But in fact, the influx of information during that time was like a tide and never stopped, so that after adulthood, it became very difficult to spy on the truth of every event that was forced to believe.

After a long recovery period, his memory is still lost, and even his name and age are known from the outside world.But whenever he tried to retrieve his lost memories, he would always be treated indifferently by his father and frantically blocked by his mother.As he grows older, Ma Qiming, who is out of tune with the surrounding environment, finally has some capital.

In high school, Ma Hong finally acquiesced.

All the people who blocked him retreated, and he easily learned that he was Ma Hong's illegitimate son, including his elder brother named Ma Qiyu, who died in a plane crash the year he lost his memory.His eldest brother's biological mother couldn't bear the pain of losing her son, so she committed suicide by jumping off the building.As for the reason why Ma Hong came to find their mother and son in the first place, it was because he thought he had lost his fertility.

"Think?" Jia Ran asked.

Ma Qiming nodded, looked up at his watch, "10 minutes, I have to work, you go out."

Jia Ran: "...I feel much better, and I will work with you later. Talk about it later?"

"A while ago, when I went home, my mother said that I had a younger brother." Ma Qiming glanced at him, with a smile in his eyes, as if he was happy because he played tricks on him. "The child's mother has gone abroad, and my mother is raising him now."

The excitement and enthusiasm when he first saw the scandal and gossip of the wealthy family has calmed down. Jia Ran curled up his legs and sank into the sofa. He tilted his head and looked at Ma Qiming's sculpture-like profile under the floor lamp.

"Since Ma Hong is fine, I will only have more and more younger brothers and sisters in the future. She is worried that this child will take my share, which is really ridiculous." He raised the corners of his mouth, but suppressed the smile in his eyes .

"Why is Auntie worried that he will steal your share?" Jia Ran asked.

Ma Qiming crossed his legs and looked at Jia Ran with some surprise, as if he didn't understand why he would ask such an idiotic question.

Jia Ran shrugged and hugged his knees even tighter. "Not to mention that your brother is much younger than you, even if there is not such a big age difference, whoever wins may win."

Ma Qiming: "She's afraid that when she dies, no one will protect me. Instead of waiting for my brother to grow up and be taken away by him, it's better to turn the child into a waste..."

Jia Ran stared at Ma Qiming dumbfounded, thinking he didn't hear clearly.

"Just kidding." Ma Qiming threw the cigarette into the ashtray, opening his mouth as if to say something.Jia Ran was still immersed in the story and interrupted him, "Again, why does your aunt distrust you so much? Even a baby is regarded as a competitor, your mother..." Jia Ran snapped her head shut Talking about and belittling the other party's family members like this can only be done when they are sick.Thinking of this, the young man stretched out his index fingers and crossed them, pasted an invisible tape on himself, and kept his mouth shut.

Ma Qiming looked up at Jia Ran and asked, "Do you believe me?"

Jia Ran looked at him inexplicably and nodded.

"Ma Hong's property is so big that you can't imagine. After so many years, I am almost 31, and the one who took over has not made any achievements. She sees it all, and everyone else sees it too. In the eyes. You know what they said to me the most, that is, if it was your elder brother Ma Qiyu."

Jia Ran said: "But he is dead, who knows if what he did is good for you? Why don't the person who said this explode on the spot and go underground to have a look?"

Ma Qiming smiled. 30 years old, if not for this status, he would be even worse than Jia Ran.

"I think you are trapped by this identity, and you shy away from doing anything. Your dad is already a man standing on the top of the pyramid, and no one is more familiar with his entertainment kingdom than him. But you are different, no one stipulates you You must inherit his property, you can do your own business and let your younger brothers and sisters take over this mess. You have that ability."

You have that ability.

Ma Qiming looked at Jia Ran's delicate eyebrows and eyes until the young man looked embarrassed and at a loss, then withdrew his deep and scorching gaze.He couldn't explain to Jia Ran why he couldn't do what he wanted, just like he couldn't explain how he, who was destined to stand at the highest point in the eyes of others since he was born, lived on thin ice after returning to China.Even his closest relatives are worried that a baby who is still in his infancy will take away his property. How much failure did he have to lose the trust of others? !

Since when did his attitude towards Jia Ran quietly change?He lowered his head, and out of the corner of his eye, Jia Ran crossed his hands and hung in front of his knees, holding them tangled, his knuckle fingers turned slightly white from the force.Such a smart and vigilant person must have realized the ulterior motives in his eyes just now.Ma Qiming raised the corners of his mouth, and the smile in his heart was about to burst his chest. With the ringing of the bell, the emotion that was still in its infancy and had not been thought about was defined as possession in an instant——

Jia Ran, he's going to make a decision.

"It's nine o'clock, you need to go to work." Jia Ran hurriedly stood up, but the man grabbed her hand.

"I haven't told you about the second choice yet." Ma Qiming pulled him into his arms with all his might, wrapping his arms firmly around him. "Aren't you going to ask?"

Jia Ran showed an embarrassed smile and said, "Mr. Ma, I'm still sick, can I wait until I get better, and then..."

"Just now, you called me, why did you suddenly become you, huh? And, what else? I just want you to listen to the second choice before it's too late to leave. What's going on in your mind? "

"I didn't think about anything, why don't you let me down first." After Jia Ran said coyly, he didn't dare to move like a quail, until Ma Qiming relieved his strength, and then he clumsily crawled to the side and sat down.

Ma Qiming: "The second option is that you live with me and work for me. The salary will be paid according to the probation period standard of your position, and you will become a full-time employee after three months. In addition, I will pay for your sister's medical expenses. Nothing else."

Jia Ran was taken aback.

"Of course, our physical relationship remains the same. A series of regulations, including not being able to sleep with other people, health checks, etc., are still in accordance with what we discussed at the beginning. Nothing else refers to money, cars, houses, all gone " Ma Qiming finished speaking slowly, in a very good mood.With no house, no car, no money, and his current home living in a remote place, Jia Ran has no choice but to work and rest at the same time as himself.

"I can't go to school anymore?" Jia Ran murmured.

"You are also trapped by your own identity. You can go to school, as long as you have enough courage to face the remaining problems, you can listen to the courses of S University as you like, and you can go to other schools if you want. But you have to think about it. I understand, what you want is form, graduation certificate, or knowledge and ability." Ma Qiming paused, raised his hand and touched Jia Ran's head, "You have a big misunderstanding about shortcuts, because there are no shortcuts for some things Definitely. But follow me and I will try to pave the way for you to move forward. As for what happened recently, I have a lot of responsibility, if you don't want to face it again, just leave it all to me ,do not be afraid."

"Stay here, Jia Ran. You know this is the right choice for you."

The time for body temperature to return to normal was much shorter than Jia Ran expected, and he struggled with whether to stay or not for less than a few hours. After he woke up to drink water and accidentally woke up Ma Qiming, he made a decision easily.

Looking back many years later, the gear of fate has been pushing him from the beginning, slowly overlapping with Ma Qiming's.Thoughts and choices born of thirst seemed ordinary, but they helped him choose the future he was looking forward to at the crossroads of life at the lowest cost, and Jia Ran didn't realize the difference between the two. How dazzling this short conversation was in his long life.

Rejecting Ma Qiming's proposal to help him deal with the aftermath, Jia Ran finally mustered up the courage to charge his phone on the second day after his recovery.

After jingling for almost 10 minutes, his phone finally quieted down.First, he opened WeChat and took a look. The alumni group of this year had already kicked him out, and the last message in the class group was still on the night after the accident. — After all, they have done this before, in order to exclude a professor who strongly requested to join the group.

Swiping the screen with the thumb, most of the students who had added friends were asking for comfort. Jia Ran clicked in to take a look, and the time was still before the corruption and bribery were exposed.After choosing for a long time, Jia Ran replied "I'm fine" to the class monitor and Han Che and closed WeChat.Clicking on the message, there are hundreds of unread text messages scolding him, and some interviewing him.After hastily flipping through them, Jia Ran sighed and marked them all as read.

The young man sat cross-legged by the bright floor-to-ceiling windows of the guest room, with a soft and fluffy light gray carpet under his buttocks, and the sunlight poured through the glass into the moderately temperatured space, bringing a sense of comfort.He raised his head and stared at the sun intently until tears flowed down his face.Since he couldn't cry, he could only apologize in another way for his short realization of his dream.

"You child, what are you doing?" Uncle Wang pushed open the door with the fruit in his hand, just in time to see Jia Ran burst into tears, stimulated by the sun. "Stop crying, what's going on? Tell Uncle Wang!"

Jia Ran blinked vigorously to ease his emotions.The beginning and end of the dream are linked to that man, and everything he has now is also a gift from him, but gratitude is not enough.

"It's nothing, I've been staring at the sun for too long. Uncle Wang, is Mr. Ma over for his nap? I'm going to report to work."