Secretary Kong wants to retire early

Kong Jing often went to Wu Mian's house as a guest when he was young, and met Cen Jian by chance.

Cen Jian was fair-looking, with curly hair, and looked very obedient. He stayed at Wu Mian's house. He was a child of someone else's family, and the aunts scrambled to pinch their faces.

But he seldom talks to others. When people tease him, he always looks indifferent, and some boys can't stand it.

When Kong Jing was free, he heard Wu Mian tell him that Cen Jian's father passed away, and he came to his cousin's house to recuperate, and he usually likes to read.

Kong Jing did notice that Cen Jian liked to read books.

He also found that when Cen Jian was reading a book, his mood was calm; once he closed the book and walked out of the world inside, his expression became more melancholy.

Kong Jing didn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to the other party.

"Come on, let's go out to play and bask in the sun, it's very comfortable!"

Kong Jing invited Cen Jian to go out for an event, and to his surprise, the young master agreed.

Originally, the two of them were going to the Wetland Park to release the drone that Wu Mian bought for Cen Jian. Unexpectedly, Kong Jing and a group of Wu Mian's classmates came over, and the plan was shelved and turned into playing basketball.

In the beginning, everything was as usual, except that there was an extra Cen Jian in the team.

Soon, Cen Jian fell to the ground because the opponent dribbled the ball into someone. A large piece of his knee was scratched, and his white skin was stained with blood.

Small injuries were unavoidable in the sports activities of Xiaomao children, but Kong Jing asked people to play together, seeing this scene, he felt very sorry.

Those boys hurt someone originally, because the Wu family was rich and powerful, and they were jealous of Cen Jian, and also a little scared.

But seeing that Cen Jian's eyes were red, and tears were hanging on his lower eyelashes, he forgot to be afraid for a moment, and started to make a fuss.

When Kong Jing came over with the gauze and alcohol cotton, he saw the boys in the lead surrounding Cen Jian in a circle, and there were also good friends he was familiar with, hitting Cen Jian's bleeding knee with a basketball.

"Call when it hurts. Hold on, is there an adult here who praises you?"

"White like a pussy, disgusting!"

Someone at the side followed suit, making Kong Jing feel annoyed with these people for the first time, until someone half-jokingly called Cen Jian a "slut", and the situation became even more out of control.

After he finished speaking, under the encouragement of his companions, he said again: "For a coward like you, you might as well scatter your parents' ashes!"

Kong Jing carefully placed the object in his hand on the open space. The moment the object touched the ground, he also let go of his rationality, rushed towards the speaker at that moment, and then fought with the other party.

As long as you can't beat him to death, beat him to death.

Khon Kaen had never been so angry.

He had never felt that his classmates were such disgusting scum.

Kung Kaen was in a mess at that time, and seemed to be thinking about nothing.

Looking back now, after many years, I understand even more what the feeling of disgust he had was.

It is natural for people to have desires, comparisons, and jealousy, but this cannot be a reason to hurt others.

If a person can only live by stepping on others, that is the most miserable way of living.

At that time, Kung King beat people up fiercely, but he was merciful, and just made the other party feel hurt, and a wave of people ran away begging for mercy.

After beating the man away, Kong Jing lifted the hem of his clothes, wiped away the blood from his nose, and pulled Cen Jian up with his cleaner hand.

Cen Jian didn't dare to look up, afraid of being seen crying, afraid that Kong Jing would say the same thing as them.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I won't cry right away."

Xu Shi felt the warm breath around him, and the grievance he had held back for too long, Cen Jian's crying did not stop, the teardrops rolled bigger and bigger, smashing down, Kong Jing was a little dumbfounded.

I haven't seen anyone shed such a big teardrop before, it's really weird.

It's the tears of the little mermaid, it's no pity if it doesn't turn into pearls, but I don't know what it feels like.

"Head up."

Kong Jing wiped his tears for him: "Just like you had the right not to scream just now, you can cry if you want to cry now, what's wrong."

Kong Jing said again: "Don't talk about cowardice. It's a question of whether you look like a girl. What if you really look like a girl? Girls are so cute. Why can't we boys be like girls? There are so many things about women's personality and physiology. Advantages, in addition to sexual characteristics, male and female characteristics are also relative concepts, those who ridicule have not thought about this issue, because they are too narrow."

"..." Cen Jian was silent, but Kong Jing knew that he had listened.

Kong Jing took advantage of Cen Jian's small brain to digest what he said, and took the opportunity to shed a tear. While spurning his behavior, he turned sideways and tasted it quietly, without Cen Jian noticing.

Like salted butter, used to bake bear biscuits, his favorite flavor.

Wait, his behavior seems a bit perverted.

Kong Jing was wounded, but the injury was much more serious than Cen Jian's.

Cen Jian had heard that Kong Jing's family background was not good, but it was the first time he heard from Kong Jing that his gambling father always beat Kong Jing and his mother.

"My mother couldn't take it anymore and ran away. In the past two years, I have grown older, and the old man has also been hollowed out by alcohol. I can gradually draw with him, and he doesn't dare to do anything to me easily." Kong Jing smiled Laughing, "I don't know why today. I really want to fight. Maybe it's because it's hot in summer and I'm too irritable. You don't need to thank me, it has nothing to do with you."

"How to do……"

"Ok?"

"What do I have to do to be like you?"

When Cen Jian asked this question, tears filled his eyes again and rolled down from the corners of his eyes, "Brave. Pure. Strong."

Every time he uttered a word, two drops of tears fell down.

Kong Jing's heart was about to melt for him.

Why is it so annoying, good-looking, and sweet-mouthed, it's better to marry home and be a daughter-in-law.

After Kong Jing was praised by the crying child, he panicked with embarrassment for some reason. From the corner of his eye, he spotted Wu Mian coming back, holding the white chrysanthemum that he was going to worship with Cen Jian. He looked at them with surprise on his face.

Kong Jing couldn't think of any major principles of life that could coax people well, and was also worried that Wu Mian would misunderstand that he was bullying others, so he could only wipe away tears for Cen Jian and said, "You are fine, just be yourself."

He thought about it again, took out a novel from his black schoolbag, and handed it to Cen Jian: "I originally bought it as a reward for my sister who got a perfect score in the exam, she said it looks good and the content shouldn't be too bad, so I gave it to you. "

Cen Jian hiccupped, looked at Kong Jing helplessly, and said after a long time, "Your sister will be sad."

But from the corner of his eye, he looked at the novel from time to time, as if he had never read this kind of book and wanted it very much.

"It's okay, just buy it again."

My sister is very difficult to coax. I wanted it tonight, but there is nothing that can’t be solved by buying her a series of author’s complete sets. If I work part-time for a week or a month, I can always save money.

"You gave it to my sister, I can't take it." Cen Jian blinked, and another tear slammed onto the cover, right on the head of the tyrant, and it was all covered up.

Kong Jing's heart was heavy until just now, but now he laughed and stuffed the book into Cen Jian's arms: "You stamped it, this book is yours."

Cen Jian clasped the book tightly with his fingers, and raised his eyes, a pair of big deer-like eyes were black and bright, able to completely see Kong Jing's figure: "Then can we meet again?"

"Definitely."

"Really?"

"Really." Kong Jing nodded solemnly, stretched out his little finger, and finally coaxed him out of nowhere, "Be confident, you are super cute. Put a tick, and I will recognize you when I see you again."

Cen Jian's slender little finger hooked Kong Jing, with red marks at the end of his eyes, but he smiled again.