Canary pretends to be good and runs away wearing books

In the empty and dark room, Jian Ling leaned against the wall, slumped down to the ground as if she had lost all strength, and supported her forehead with one hand, without moving for a long time.

Since he was adopted by Ji Junde, he has never had such an uneducated behavior of sitting on the ground at will.

The Ji family only needs gentlemen.

When I was in a children's welfare home, the children could only get the most basic physical protection, steamed buns, rice, vegetables, and soup with almost invisible solid food, and occasionally they could eat buns, dumplings or pies.

As for ribs, braised pork, fish, etc., they can only be eaten during major festivals.

And it's only a small plate.

There are so many children in the orphanage, and they are almost sold out as soon as they are served on the table.

Sometimes, in order to grab a piece of candy, the children would fight several times in groups.

The winning group gets the candy.

Going to war for a little food, uneducated, mud rolling all over his body, who cares about the code of conduct, righteousness, integrity and shame.

What's the use of that kind of thing, can it fill the stomach?

Of course, desserts were hard to come by, but Jian Ling could often have them at that time.

Because he is very ruthless in fights, and he has a strong desire for revenge. He must remember whoever beat him last time, and he doesn't only fight back when fighting in groups. Usually, when he is in a bad mood, he grabs the opponent's head and throws it against the wall. hit.

There are many ruthless people among the children, but no one is as ruthless as him.

Because no matter who it is, there are several good brothers in the small group.If you go too far, and your little brother is kidnapped and threatened by other children, then it will be troublesome—you have a sense of loyalty in the world, and you must not let your brother get hurt because of yourself!

Besides, if my brother dies, who will fight for me in the future?

Jian Ling is different.

He is a maverick, alone.

There are no weaknesses.

Because he doesn't have any friends.

But he can also play very well.

So later, as long as his figure appeared in front of the children's eyes, the children would scatter like birds and beasts, and those who were timid and couldn't run would hurry up and pay him the trophies they just got to avoid being beaten.

Jian Ling didn't know why he recalled the past for no reason.

……

He never had any memory of his father.

The word father was extremely unfamiliar to him.

The word family, for him, may only have some vague impressions of his mother when he was very young.

In her memory, she lives in a cozy little house with her little boy.

The area is not big, but it is a home.

I can drink hot soup and sleep well.

Jian Ling has been sensible since she was a child, and she didn't let her mother worry too much.

The two of them didn't talk much when they got along, so Jian Ling was used to being silent since childhood.

Time has passed by, and after more than 20 years, Jian Ling can barely remember the sentence that the gentle mother said the most...

"A Ling, are you hungry? Come and eat."

Until now, although she no longer remembers her mother's appearance or her voice, Jian Ling can still describe a woman's gentle voice with her little tail hooked.

Even in those coldest and hungriest nights when she was growing up, Jian Ling still remembered that kind of warm and gentle care.

That is the trace of family existence.

In the next ten years, no one called him by that kind of gentle and loving words.

From a few years old to a teenager, peers, schoolmates, and children in the orphanage generally looked at him with eyes full of fear.

She couldn't avoid him, and always kept away from him, for fear that he would beat him to death if he was unhappy.

In the next ten years, colleagues, subordinates, partners, and business friends could only call him with respect or fear... President Ji.

Only Ji Junde and Ji Luo called him by name.

Of course, when Ji Junde's deep mature male voice called him, there was always a kind of pressure, which made him keep vigilant anytime and anywhere, to ensure that he was as gentlemanly as he was dressed, and not to do any behavior that violated the rules.

No matter what is inside, the outside must be like a person.

Only Ji Luo doesn't care...

The kids always smile when they call him.

He was still young at that time, and his immature child voice was crisp and sweet.

When we met on the first day, when I handed myself the first cup of freshly squeezed strawberry juice, the high-pitched ending sound made the sea of ​​ice-covered hearts regain their waves.

"Ji Ling, I personally made the freshly squeezed Snow Mountain Strawberry Juice for you to try!"

……

A stray dog ​​used to being alone doesn't really expect much.

Hunger and cold, everyone screaming and beating, I am used to walking on the tip of a knife, I don't know what it feels like to be warm.

But people's hearts are soft.

After he drank the juice Ji Luo handed over, he unconsciously wanted more.

Sweet taste.

like.

He likes the atmosphere between Ji Junde and Ji Luo, likes the bright, spacious and warm big house, likes that the room is always served with just the right amount of exquisite food, likes that Ji Luo always comes to hug him, call his name, and let him play with him .

Someone needs him.

Someone treats him well.

He just pretended that he was also a good person with the same dignity as the children, pretended to be a gentleman, belonged to the elite class, and pretended that he was omnipotent.

Pretend that you are no longer a stray dog.

After all, I am not outstanding, so how can I stand next to the noble and magnificent Master Ji.

……

On a summer night, suddenly dark clouds covered and it began to rain.

The pattering rain fell from the sky, slapping the windows of the room, the sound was not loud, but it made a particularly abrupt continuous sound in the silent darkness.

Jian Ling stood up slowly.

I thought I was no longer alone, but it seems that going around, it's not the same as before...

The dark space is full of loneliness.

……

'Bang bang bang bang! ! '

Suddenly, the door was knocked at the speed of a gust of wind.

Jian Ling's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes moved slightly to the tightly closed door.

At this time, who else will come?

He didn't move.

The door was tapped all the time.

The sound of bang bang bang became louder at first, and then gradually became smaller. Although Jian Ling didn't make a sound or speak, the person who knocked on the door kept beating persistently.

Until Jian Ling couldn't take it anymore and opened the door.

The boy standing at the door biting his lip stared straight at him.

Ji Luo stood at the door for a long time, until the showers fell from the sky, he came back to his senses, went and returned.

The delicate clothes were already soaked, and there was a drop of crystal clear water on the curly chestnut hair.

Jian Ling didn't expect Ji Luo to fold back.

Even though he was as calm as he was, he couldn't hide the surprise in his heart, and the brows that were as cold as expected moved upwards.

Ji Luo stared at him for a long time, then loosened his lips and teeth, and suddenly said: "Ji Ling, why do you say that I just want to have fun, that I have no conscience."

Jian Ling frowned.

Ji Luo: "You almost killed me and drove me away, are you human?"

Jian Ling: "..."

Ji Luo: "Tell me not to eat junk food and eat takeaway, are you happy eating by yourself?"

"..."

"Say you won't embarrass me. You come to live in this crappy place. The cost of food and clothing is so miserable that you can't bear to look at it. People think I'm abusing you!?"

"...What are you talking about..." Jian Ling frowned more and more.

"What did I say?" Ji Luo asked back, "I said——as long as your surname is Ji, you will be my Ji Luo person. If you are angry, you can't hide from me! What kind of skill is hiding here, Ji Ling, what do you think? Am I nicer to others than to you?"

Jian Ling's deep eyes moved, "Isn't it?"

Ji Luo laughed angrily.

"Recently, you have introduced several new measures after you took office. If I hadn't taught those old-fashioned people who wanted to sing against you when I was in Dad's office, do you think you can successfully announce the implementation of the plan?"

"..." Jian Ling slightly raised his eyelids.

"In my previous life, I didn't go to the office for half a year, but now I go to the president's office every day. Do you think I'm too busy or am I interested in mining and oil production?!"

Jian Ling: "..."

Then Ji Luo successively mentioned a few brief plans that Jian Ling proposed early this morning.

...Jian Ling never thought that Ji Luo knew these little things like the back of his hand.

Ji Luo: "Do you think I won't read your plan? I know all about you! Can these radical methods be easily recognized by the employees? They have sued Dad's office - you know it is Did anyone explain it to you?!"

Jian Ling moved her fingertips: "..."

"Isn't this young master standing up for you!"

The more Ji Luo spoke, the more he lost control, and even his chest was bullied a lot. His movements were a little too big, which made the wound on his butt hurt. He took a cold breath, but continued to say:

"Do you care when I come to you? Set up conditions for me?" Ji Luo sneered, "I can come whenever I like, can you control me!"

The little koala blew its tail again.

"—But the question you asked, I haven't really thought about it."

After Ji Luo got angry, he slowed down his tone and changed the topic, "I will think about it carefully."

"..."

Jian Ling's temples throbbed from the torment of Ji Luo's confusing words.

"Before that, don't show me face." Ji Luo threw out a sentence angrily, and then...covered his little butt.

Jian Ling saw his small movements: "...?"

A trace of pain flashed across the beautiful peach blossom eyes on the opposite side, and he hesitated.

"You don't know anything." Ji Luo whispered, "You don't know anything...it hurts."

Jian Ling took a step forward, unconscious distress made him want to coax Ji Luo.

But the little wolf dog avoided it, blushing and said: "Why, don't come!"

Only then did Jian Ling speak: "...If you didn't make me angry..."

"I'm still angry!" Ji Luo glared at him, "You make me so miserable every time, and I keep letting you do it, am I being cheap!"

"……you……"

Ji Luo didn't give him a chance to retort, so he babbled: "Me? Me? Me! I'm being chased by you | Fuck you? Ji Ling, you fucking—"

Hearing him start yelling in the silent corridor, Jian Ling grabbed him and dragged him into the room, slamming the door with a 'bang'.

Ji Luo threw him away, then pointed at his nose and shouted: "Don't touch me, let me go! I haven't finished yet!"

Jian Ling looked down at him: "..."

Sex that can be called torture | Ji Luo's voice has long been completely hoarse by love, he yelled, his throat was still very dry: "You are a pervert, but I, cough, I actually want to sleep with you, I, cough, this I also want to know the answer to this kind of question, but I can't ask others!"

Jian Ling: "?"

Ji Luo paused and said: "I thought about it just now. Could it be that I am so fucking dissatisfied? Fuck! When I was in England, I didn't have any thoughts about this! After wearing it for a month, I didn't have you and me Go to bed, I'm fine too!"

"..."

Seeing that no one spoke, Ji Luo hissed slowly, "No one gave me an answer, you tell me why."

Jian Ling said lightly: "Didn't you say that you are just used to it?"

When Ji Luo heard him using his own words, he laughed, "Get used to it? That's not right. If I get used to you, I can't get used to others? I'd like to find someone else to try—"

Jian Linghan's eyes suddenly became as dark as an abyss.

"you dare?!"

"—but when I think of that picture, it makes me sick."

Ji Luo suddenly calmed down, his tone was not so intense, he just expressed his feelings declaratively.

It's just that the man couldn't hear him say such words, so he ordered him displeasedly without thinking: "Don't think about it!"

A strong possessive desire overwhelmingly fills the space.

Ji Luo took a step forward, lowered his head, and grabbed Jian Ling's little finger.

Jian Ling took a deep breath, held it in his lungs, and couldn't breathe out for a long time.

Just now when Ji Luo said that scene, the scene of Ji Luo being with others passed through his mind.

Then he almost suffocated himself.

But the warm touch came from the fingertips, and together with Ji Luo's just right soft voice, it nourished Jian Ling's cracked heart.

Ji Luo: "I don't know how to answer your answer, but... But I don't want to do that kind of thing with others at all."

"...So, you just want to sleep with me, don't you?"

After all, it's not the same result!

Ji Luo squeezed Jian Ling's little finger, lowered his voice, and did not raise his eyes, "I will really think carefully, but don't be so annoying as I think."

"..."

"I..." The young man's voice became hoarse. He seemed very unaccustomed to saying such words, but he still said bravely, "I know you are fine, brother, I really know...you are better than me. Everyone I know must be powerful, excellent, cough, all..."

He slowly said those words that had been hidden in his heart before.

Then he closed his eyes and let go of Jian Ling's fingers.

"There's no one like you, brother, really."

Jian Ling: "..."

The man fell into confusion again.

Why does Ji Luo always make his determination to collapse over and over again just right.

Every time, every cruel decision, there is no way to implement it, and it will be easily defeated by him!

Jian Ling said in a deep voice, "Really."

Hearing the man's cold and indifferent words, Ji Luo's heart suddenly twitched, as if being suffocated by a thick hemp rope.

The skinny boy took a step back, then raised his head and met Jian Ling's gaze.

In the darkness, there still seemed to be light in those peach blossom eyes.

Ji Luo said: "I'll tell you when I think about it."

After finishing speaking, he didn't stay any longer, and directly opened the door and left Boyue Huajing.

I don't know whether I like the violent electric current that passed through my heart when I looked at the man just now.

Ji Luo has never liked anyone.

He has just experienced the super turmoil between Ji Junde and his family, he needs to calm down and calm down.

Then, sort out all these deformed emotions that have lasted for ten years.

……

……

After a brief conversation with Ji Luo, Jian Ling also reflected on himself.

Highlight some of the things he noticed while working.

The next semester of Huaiqing Private School is coming to an end.

Ji Luo didn't take Huaiqing's studies seriously at first, there were many self-study classes, and he didn't need to sign in for classes, so he ran to the headquarters of Ji's Group even more recklessly.

In many high-level meetings, Ji Luo will also listen to a few words.

Whether Ji Junde intended to let Ji Luo practice, or Ji Luo took the initiative to know something...

In short, Jian Ling could occasionally hear employees chatting behind his back, and they covered their mouths and laughed together:

"Director Chen proposed to refute President Jian's proposal at the meeting just now, and was scolded by Master Ji hahaha."

"Director Chen's self-importance has long displeased me. Old Antique is still talking about leading everyone to play with multimedia. I'm afraid you want to turn short videos into serious news broadcasts!"

"I'm so happy to see him deflated."

"Hey, didn't anyone hit the candy?"

"What, what, hurry up, Miss Recorder, please share with us melon eaters!"

"Just now, what the young master said to Director Chen was like this—cough cough cough, listen up!

"I'm talking about Director Chen. Most people realize that they are ignorant, and they always hide their clues so that others will not find out, so that they can be a long-lived turtle who seems to be knowledgeable. But you are really unusual-look at your ignorance. I don’t understand the plan and budget, I don’t have any ideas, and the group analysis is the same as it was 20 years ago! Just like that, you dare to refute the previous plan proposed by the vice chairman with a score of 95? Are you stuck in the door? Do you want to pinch it to help you wake up when you go out, huh? Still want to show off your knowledge? The car has turned over several times, what are you doing? Do you have a tenth of the vice chairman? Get out! ——

"Hahaha, Master Ji is so annoying, ah, I'm so happy hahaha!"

"Wow my god hahaha~"

"You can remember it for so long!"

"Wow, Master Ji's swearing words without dirty words, like flowing water, stunned everyone present. In order to learn from Master Ji's eloquence, I deliberately recited it. Well, isn't it very vivid!"

……

Jian Ling opened the door and went out, and saw the employees laughing together.

Seeing Jian Ling, they hurriedly coughed and stood up with their hands behind their backs, and hurriedly said, "Hello, Mr. Jian!"

At the same time, peeking at each other, I hope Mr. Jane will not be angry with gossip behind their backs!

Jian Ling was not angry.

Through the imitation of the person's vivid tone just now, he can already picture a vivid little wolf dog in front of his eyes, with his legs crossed, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, frowning impatiently and throwing the signature pen on the table.

Jian Ling gave them a flat look: "Okay. They are very similar."

Employees: "..." Is this a real compliment or irony?We won't be deducted wages, will we?

Jian Ling walked all the way to the dining bar run by the president. When he was picking up some fruit, he heard the footsteps of a group of people hurrying past at the corner.

And the sound of conversation.

Ji Junde: "According to the feedback this Monday, those tasks were indeed completed well. You have a good eye. Is it a mistake or a coincidence?"

Ji Luo's proud voice became clearer as the distance got closer: "What, Dad, why is it either a mistake or a coincidence, none of the options is a manifestation of my strength!"

Ji Junde laughed: "Then tell me, at that time, why did you think these methods were good, so you recommended Dad to use them?"

Ji Luo's upturned milk voice became smaller as the distance got farther: "The specifics need to be analyzed, but oh, Dad, look at the person who mentioned the method, groan, just this, this - as long as it is this person It’s definitely not a problem, he’s right in everything he says..."

Even though the voice became blurred, what Ji Luo said did not clearly indicate who it was.

But Jian Ling knew.

The person Ji Luo said was himself.

……

Complete trust without the slightest impurity.

The perfect tacit understanding of cooperation for a long time.

Everything the two have experienced together has left indelible marks on each other's lives.

It was a feeling that was deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and no matter how heartless he was, he couldn't deny it.

……

Jian Ling couldn't help raising his wrist and pressing the center of his eyebrows.

However, although……

Do you want to give him another chance.

Just for the last time.

If his answer is not good, or if...

……

Jian Ling didn't know what to do.

Ji Luo is simply his nemesis.

He has always been decisive, and he has no way of predicting what will happen in the next second.

……

Ji Luo ignored everyone these days.

Except for the group meeting, I just stayed at home, and I was almost bored.

He thought about it, but he couldn't imagine the 'look' of a person he liked.

It seemed that, in his mind, other images could not leave any deep impression at all.

But Ji Luo found a little trick, he remembered what he did in the month when he first came through the book.

Playing with the mentally retarded and despising the white lotus.

Make money, ask for money, call A...

A.

When it comes to A, I can't help but recall that I regarded A as Ji Ling at that time.

What did you think at that time?

'I think he can be whoever he is.He could be anyone if I wanted to. '

Anyone - Ji Ling.

Why is it so.

Is it just because that person's voice is similar to Ji Ling in some respects?

Taking a sip of cold water to cool down his mind, Ji Luo's small Adam's apple rolled, staring at the little swans swimming outside the window, his mind that had been dazed for a long time suddenly wanted to be split by the thunder, and an idea burst out!

He rushed directly to Boyue Huajing to find Jian Ling!

The young master didn't even have time to wait for the elevator, he climbed the stairs to the seventh floor, panting heavily when he entered the room, his beautiful peach eyes instantly locked on the man sitting at the table in the living room who was as silent as an abyss of extreme cold.

Ji Luo: "Well, question, I seem to have some ideas."

Jian Ling's eyes kept staring at a calendar on the table. Hearing Ji Luo's words, after a while, he looked at him lightly: "What."

Ji Luo was a little awkward: "That's...you asked me, what kind of person would I like?"

Jian Ling's inquiring eyes covered Ji Luo, he tapped his knuckles on the table twice, crossed his legs, and said, "Well, tell me."

The man's deep and indifferent voice reminded Ji Luo of those nights of 'looking for a substitute'.

Ji Luo: "I think... I might like someone I can chat with."

He was apprehensive when he said this.

I'm afraid that Ji Ling will be angry.

Based on what he knows about Ji Ling, he doesn't allow this kind of thing to happen at all, and he might even make up his mind 'Who do you like? ' and then screwed myself over.

But Jian Ling's voice just paused, and he didn't react as violently as Ji Luo expected. He just asked him, "Can't I talk to you?"

Ji Luo: "Well... before, because of that...but..."

I haven't communicated well anyway...

Jian Ling continued to ask, "Who have you been able to talk to?"

There was an inexplicable lowness in his tone.

But there were too many things, and Ji Luo didn't have time to sort them out one by one.

Facing his question, Ji Luo didn't know whether to nod or shake his head.

Seeing the child nervously moving his fingers, Jian Ling said lightly, "Gong Qi'an?"

Hearing these three characters, Ji Luo frowned, "That's not it."

Jian Ling: "Yi Bo?"

Ji Luo 囧: "No!"

Jian Ling said again: "Zhong Gege, Mo Qi, Li Shixi, Wu Yu, Xiaotu, Mengmeng?"

"How do you know so many people!" Ji Luo was stunned, this man knew everything like he had planted spies around him, "No, not that kind!"

Jian Ling said 'Oh' calmly: "Then who are you talking about?"

"..." Ji Luo hesitated, not wanting to say anything about A.

But he may not remember that he had spoken a word with 'A' long ago.

The man looked down at his phone.

With sharp fingers, he opened WeChat and switched to an account with only one contact.

Then scroll up for a long time, and find the sentence that Ji Luo sent not long ago.

Luo Luoye: I think you and I get along very well.

The deep eyes stared at this conversation for a long time, then Jian Ling pinched the corner of the phone, flipped his wrist, and threw it to Ji Luo in the air.

The phone crossed a beautiful parabola and fell into Ji Luo's hands precisely.

The beautiful eyes like peach blossoms suddenly enlarged when they saw the chat interface.

Ji Luo heard Jian Ling ask lightly: "Is that so?"