After Lao Gong lost his memory, he thought he was a double

Xie Ling really didn't expect that the little essay that made his stomach ache and couldn't stop was actually written by Fu Mingcheng!

Xie Ling still remembers the first time he made a small composition, he had just skipped a grade to the first semester of No. [-] Middle School.It was winter, and the winter vacation was about to begin. On his birthday, there were more than three times as many love letters in his desk than usual, and even occupied An Jin's desk next to him.

Crying Jing Anjin cried for a few hours, then stopped when Xie Ling was about to get impatient, and helped Xie Ling clean up the table aggrieved.

After Young Master Xie packed up all the love letters, he skipped the next class.

An Jin burst into tears, annoyed.

He hid in the empty classroom, took out his mobile phone and played the game. He thought it was boring, clicked all the software on the mobile phone, and erased the little red dots on the penguin one by one.

He is basically classmates on Penguin, and there are many people who come to bless them, and it would be a waste of time to eliminate them one by one, but Xie Ling is very persistent.

He erased the red dots one by one, and opened a super long message at the end. According to Penguin's situation, this should be the first batch of messages for him.

Young Master Xie glanced at the time, it was [-]:[-], very regular time, and he saw that the alarm clock was set and sent on time.

Many people sent him blessings, but he was indeed the only one who wrote a long series of short essays. Young Master Xie was a little curious about what would be written in such a long short essay.

He took a closer look... he was so embarrassed that he almost lost his phone.

This word is too exaggerated!

However, in the exaggeration, there was also some urge to stop, which made Xie Ling subconsciously read this little composition without missing a single word!

I even want to reminisce a second time!

"Hiss—" Xie Ling bit his lower lip, and the tingling sensation on his lips pulled him back rationally.

Horror!

He turned off his mobile phone and returned to the classroom before the next class started.

This young master would rather endure An Jin crying now!

The next second year, third year... until now.

Young Master Xie said no, but he clicked on the essay honestly.

He is really curious!

I wonder if the new year's essay can be more embarrassing.

Now, Xie Ling just wants to say

"You have such a special way of getting my attention."

Fu Mingcheng chuckled, his stern brows and eyes were warmed, and the original sharp facial features lost their sharpness in an instant. He took the young man's hand and pecked it firmly.

"I want Lingling to remember me."

There are so many people confessing their love to Ling Ling on the Internet, and some of them wrote thousands of words in short essays.

Xie Ling said in a faint tone, "I am deeply impressed."

Originally, Xie Ling thought that the person on the opposite side was either a tree hole in nature to confide his heart, or he was naturally dark because of his fans, but now that he knew that this little composition was actually written by Que Que, Xie Ling couldn't help but put on an [-]-meter-thick filter. mirror.

Although the words are awkward, they can make him want to stop thinking about ten years, Que Que is not easy!

"I want to re-read your magnificent masterpiece." Xie Ling made a gesture and took out his phone.

"Farewell." Fu Mingcheng stopped Xie Ling.

Xie Ling: "Why!" Such a good thing should be watched by everyone!

Fu Mingcheng sighed, "I want face."

Xie Ling's eyes were inexplicable, my dear, you must have misunderstood your own face.

After returning home and having dinner, Fu Mingcheng went back to the study to work, and Xie Ling also nestled in the study with glutinous rice balls.

Xie Ling cared about Queque's feelings, so he didn't open the small composition in front of Queque and read it aloud, but he couldn't hold back his eager curiosity, his eyes fell on Fu Mingcheng frequently, and then he held back what he was about to say, and turned his head hard, two seconds later He turned back uncontrollably and looked at Fu Mingcheng expectantly with a pair of bright eyes.

I almost got tangled and bald the glutinous rice balls in my arms.

After going back and forth like this several times, Fu Mingcheng's defense was broken. He closed the computer and sighed helplessly, "Ask."

Xie Ling's eyes lit up, "How did you come up with those embarrassing and refreshing words that make you want to stop?"

Fu Mingcheng: "From the heart."

Xie Ling: "..." If you are like this, I will have a stomachache.

"I'm just kidding." Fu Mingcheng looked at Xie Ling with bright black eyes, "After writing the outline, I will type a draft of [-] words, and then reduce it to [-] words."

Xie Ling retreated tactically, on the one hand, he was shocked by Queque's intentions in this matter, but on the other hand, there seemed to be something wrong with Jio's Queque's intentions.

No, it's not like... it's very problematic!

If you have the time to outline and write drafts, can't you find a chance to ask me out!

Young Master Xie's eyes were a little more Buddha-like, and there was a faint tendency to let go.

"Just kidding," Fu Mingcheng changed the topic.

Xie Ling raised his eyes and saw that the man was sitting behind the desk with his back straight and his shirt tied to the top. Ever since the traces on his body were exposed, Fu Mingcheng didn't want to show his chain bones anymore. He was pretty, with handsome features and a stern demeanor, and his serious appearance added a sense of abstinence, but when he looked at him, there was always affection in his eyes, which made people's hearts flutter.

"Actually, my Chinese is pretty good, and I always get full marks in my composition." Fu Mingcheng defended himself, and then smiled, "In order to write these small compositions, I read a lot of 'literary masterpieces', such as "The Domineering President Falls in Love with Me", " Shocking Love: Master Hei Dao's Substitute Lover", "One Night Love: After Running with the Ball, I...", "I'm a Substitute for the Lover..."

Xie Ling said sincerely: "You are so knowledgeable and talented!"

He should go to develop a real estate project now, the three bedrooms and one living room have been deducted!Xie Ling suddenly realized that Que Que was poisoned by double literature!

After the memory was confused, he replaced himself as Mr. Cheng Ba's little lover!

Mr. Xie Ba's eyes showed a little affection, "Brother, you have worked hard."

brother.

Fu Mingcheng's eyes suddenly darkened, his Adam's apple slipped, and a fire suddenly ignited in his heart, as if trying to swallow up his rationality.

My brother is also too foul...

Xie Ling narrowed his eyes slightly. He stood up holding the glutinous rice balls, and walked straight to Fu Mingcheng. The latter had a twitching Adam's apple, and he voluntarily slid the chair back, leaving just one person's distance away, looking forward to the youth in his arms.Xie Ling sat straddling Fu Mingcheng's lap generously, and put his hands on the man's chest, feeling the violent beating of the heart under his chest.

The man naturally hugged the young man's thin waist, the warmth of his palm pierced through the pajamas, his expression was still serious, but his fingertips rubbed vaguely against the young man's waist.

"Aww~" The glutinous rice balls were sandwiched between the two of them, and they yelled coquettishly. The little paw pushed the big demon king, and the cat's face was full of disgust.

Fu Mingcheng glanced at the glutinous rice balls with lowered eyes, and took out the posture of a stepfather, "You can't keep getting used to it, the cat house is its home."

"Then I'll put the glutinous rice balls in the cat room?" Xie Ling raised his eyebrows, as if he was about to get up.

Fu Mingcheng tightened his grip on the young man, quickly changed his words, and said solemnly, "You are still young, so you can't be too restrictive to avoid rebellion."

"I let you say everything." Xie Ling put his head on Fu Mingcheng's shoulder and laughed twice.

Fu Mingcheng freed one hand to grab the Tang Yuan by the back of the neck and put the Tang Yuan on the ground, pretending nothing happened, he hugged the young man again.

Xie Ling straightened up after laughing, he stared at the man, his amber eyes were clear and bright, as if embellished with stars, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed Fu Mingcheng.

Xie Ling also knew that if Fu Mingcheng's essay hadn't been written like this, it wouldn't have left him the slightest impression at all.

From the very beginning, his Que Que had identified his preferences and prescribed the right medicine, which was very scheming.

After the kiss, Xie Ling leaned against Fu Mingcheng to calm his breath, "I always feel like I've forgotten something."

Fu Mingcheng's eyes flickered slightly, he patted the young man, and said softly, "It's not important if you can forget it."

Xie Ling nodded, thinking it made sense.

Because he agreed to Assistant Zhang's invitation, Xie Ling booked a private room in Huaixiangju the next day.

Assistant Zhang was terrified, how could he let Young Master Xie treat him!

Zhang He: "We want to treat you to dinner..."

Xie Ling is very free recently, running to Fu Mingcheng company every day, because his actions are undisguised, rumors are flying everywhere outside, not only is Xie Shao cheating money, sex, and feelings, but now there is another one - Xie Ling has actually controlled Lingyun company, Fu Mingcheng was empty.

"Don't be too polite." Xie Ling smiled, "It's not peaceful recently, Huaixiangju is fairly clean, no one will disturb you, and the food tastes good, everyone just come out to play and eat at ease."

Assistant Zhang was ashamed, because the boss was too calm, he actually forgot the recent bloody business war, really should not be!

"By the way, Zhang Zhu, sparrow... Did Fu Mingcheng go to No. [-] Middle School before? Tell me about it."

Queque was in a meeting right now, and Xie Ling just wanted to ask Assistant Zhang about Queque's past.

Assistant Zhang bowed his head in shame, "Young Master Xie, actually I don't know too well."

A question mark slowly appeared above Xie Ling's head.

"Brother Fu, Brother Fu and us are indeed in the same orphanage, but, he has always been aloof, and because of his mother, every year he has new clothes that are different from others, children, It’s easy to be jealous of what others have that you don’t have. For a while, Brother Fu was quite isolated, but he probably didn’t want to play with us himself. After entering junior high school, everyone became sensible and let go of their prejudices. I feel that Brother Fu is also quite pitiful. He obviously has a mother, but his mother doesn't recognize him." Under the condition of clarifying the past, Assistant Zhang still didn't forget to play up a bit of sadness, which can be said to be very dedicated.

"Brother Fu is good at studying, and he was admitted to No. [-] Middle School as the number one student in the senior high school entrance examination, but he didn't really take classes, which made us feel inferior for a while, but also because Brother Fu was in front, so the ages in the courtyard were similar. Almost all the children in the group went to No. [-] Middle School. The dean’s grandmother was very happy during that time. At that time, we all thought that we must study hard, get admitted to a good university, and work in Xie’s. Brother Fu started to live in the second year of high school. After school, he basically doesn't go back to the courtyard except for the New Year's Day, but he has started sending money to the courtyard since high school..."

"Then it was the third year of high school. When the college entrance examination was approaching, Brother Fu was taken away by his mother. When we meet again in a few years, he...became like this."

Assistant Zhang didn't say "this" or that, but Xie Ling could also hear the change.

From Assistant Zhang's description, Xie Ling seems to have seen a sunny academic master who is working hard and looking forward to getting ahead through his studies. Everything is going according to plan. He is excellent and outstanding. As long as he follows this path, he will surely become a talent in time. He has a bright future.

But things didn't go so smoothly. His perfect plan was broken, and his peaceful life was also shattered. The "mother" who had been looking forward to it for a long time personally pulled him down the quagmire.

Xie Ling recalled the bullet marks on Que Que's chest, and the coal ball said that his mother had fired the shot. Young Master Xie believed it, but now he suddenly realized that his Que Que should have been taken abroad.

Children who grew up in peaceful times were forced to accept the cruelty of another world.

The author has something to say: Fu Mingcheng: shame.

Xie Ling: This is the funniest joke I have ever heard.

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of Yiyi; 5 bottles of Mo Pengci Scattering Wild Fake Slag; 2 bottles of Beizhu; 1 bottle of Mou Yu, Jiutian Yinhe, Su Su, and Sweet Love Zhenxiang; thank you very much for your kindness to me Support, I will continue to work hard!