Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

Ji Lianhuo sat on the floor, looked at the man's condescending eyes, and kicked himself with the toe of his shoe, with a slight smile in his eyes.

"Brother Zhaomou." Ji Lianhuo got up, his heart itching.

Being kicked doesn't hurt, it's like waking up the kitten in my heart, fluffy and scratching on my heart.

Seeing that Ji Lianhuo was still wearing yesterday's suit, Wang Zhaomou raised his chin lightly and motioned to Ji Lianhuo's room, "Go change and come down for breakfast."

Ji Lianhuo stared at the person in front of him, couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, and lowered his voice, "Zhao Zhao."

Wang Zhaomou looked up at Ji Lianhuo, who was taller than him, with a smile in his eyes.

"Ah."

As if he got something he liked very much, Ji Lianhuo ran towards his room full of joy.

Looking at Ji Lianhuo's back, Wang Zhaomou smiled helplessly, and went downstairs steadily.Mrs. Cheng was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, watching Wang Zhaomou sitting alone at the dining table, quickly serving the meal.

Mrs. Cheng sighed silently in her heart, now that Xiao Ji and Ji Dabao have left, although her work is much easier at once, but for some reason, she still feels a little empty in her heart.

Looking at the small dishes in front of him, which were his previous meals, and thinking about the big items received at the door today, Wang Zhaomou raised his eyes to Mrs. Cheng.

"Not enough."

"Huh?" Mrs. Cheng was taken aback for a moment, but she still didn't understand what was going on, she just heard the door from the upstairs room rattled, and Ji Lianhuo, who had changed into a black sweater, was upstairs and smiled at Mrs. Cheng below.

"Oh, Xiao Ji!" Mrs. Cheng's eyes widened unconsciously, thinking of the picture she watched on TV last night, and looking at Ji Lianhuo in front of her, she was pleasantly surprised.

"When did you come here!" Mrs. Cheng walked over with a smile, looked up at Ji Lianhuo, "I didn't even notice you!"

"Come in the middle of the night." Ji Lianhuo went downstairs, sat next to Wang Zhaomou as before, looked at the man in the main seat, and immediately felt at ease.

This is where I should be.

"I was in the kitchen just now, and I didn't hear you getting up." Mrs. Cheng brought chopsticks to Ji Lianhuo, and couldn't help laughing, "Eat first, and I'll prepare more."

"Today I'm going to Zhucheng." Wang Zhaomou glanced at his watch, "I'll be back around five o'clock in the afternoon."

Ji Lianhuo's hand holding the chopsticks paused.

If it was before, I would have waited for brother Zhaomou at home, waiting forever, but now, brother Zhaomou has kissed me!

"Brother Zhaomou." Ji Lianhuo licked his lips subconsciously, mustered up his courage, and looked at Wang Zhaomou with red ears.

"Can I... go with you."

Wang Zhaomou looked at Ji Lianhuo's watery eyes and was quiet for a moment, thinking that today is Saturday, even if there is an urgent matter to delay for a day, it will not prevent Ji Lianhuo from going to school normally.

And Ji Lianhuo's current identity has been made public, and now that he is by his side, no one will say anything like "support".

Ji Lianhuo looked at Wang Zhaomou expectantly, if there was a tail behind him, he would stand up, and waited intently for the man's answer.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Zhaomou looked at Ji Lianhuo.

"can."

Ji Lianhuo's eyes lit up in an instant, and the corners of his mouth were raised, full of sweetness. If he had a tail, he could turn it into a propeller.

I can go out with Brother Zhaomou!

"But the speed should be faster." Wang Zhaomou glanced at the time, and the opening ceremony of the shopping center was scheduled to be in two and a half hours, and it would take a lot of time on the road.

Mrs. Cheng put the additional food on the table, and saw Ji Lianhuo eating the food quickly, almost double the usual speed. After breakfast, Ji Lianhuo took two steps and one step upstairs. When brother goes out, he can't embarrass brother Zhaomou in appearance!

When Wang Zhaomou was ready to go out, Ji Lianhuo went downstairs quickly, wearing a dark blue shirt with a pair of dark gray suit pants, and then put on a suit jacket of the same color as the suit pants. So far, the three suits that Wang Zhaomou has prepared for Ji Lianhuo , came in handy in two days.

"Xiao Ji looks really energetic." Mrs. Cheng smiled and praised beside him, Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly, and took Ji Lianhuo out to get into the car.

The driver kept looking at Ji Lianhuo in the back row through the rearview mirror along the way. He also watched the TV yesterday. The moment he saw Ji Lianhuo, he almost spit out the food in his mouth and was beaten by his wife.

The driver was really shocked.

When the boss took in Ji Lianhuo at the beginning, I just thought that the boss was kind and raised the big and the young ones; when Ji Lianhuo was admitted to Wenjiang Province as the number one student in science, I couldn't help but sigh that the boss was really good at seeing people; until yesterday, Looking at Ji Lianhuo on the TV screen, knowing that he is the lost child of Leng's family, the driver felt that his worldview had collapsed.

In this wave, the boss belongs to the atmosphere.

The driver thought about it for a long time, whether he could ask the boss for a stock recommendation.

Ji Lianhuo's eyes were full of excitement in the car, looking at Zhao Zhao with his eyes closed and resting his mind, and then looking at the scenery passing by outside the window, like a big dog going out to play with its owner for the first time, he couldn't help but be happy.

Arriving at Zhucheng at just the right time, as soon as the car stopped, Ji Lianhuo quickly got out of the car, opened the car door for brother Zhaomou, put one hand on the top of the car, and protected Wang Zhaomou to get out of the car as usual.

Wang Zhaomou took Ji Lianhuo to meet the general manager of the operation of Zhucheng Shopping Center, and the general manager quickly reported to Wang Zhaomou the process of the opening ceremony and the links that Wang Zhaomou would participate in.

The opening ceremony officially started, and Ji Lianhuo followed Wang Zhaomou all the time. Whether it was cutting the ribbon or speaking, his eyes were always on the people in front of him, and his eyes were always glued.

When it came time to do the eyes of the colorful lion, Wang Zhaomou stepped forward, walked to the front of the colorful lion's head, took the writing brush handed over by the hostess lady, and lightly dipped the tip of the brush with cinnabar and gold ink.

"A little left eye, business is booming!" The host beamed and narrated loudly.

Wang Zhaomou holds the pen, and the tip of the pen falls on the left eye of the colorful lion. With a very steady wrist, he turns it lightly, and draws the round eyes of the colorful lion.

"Two o'clock on the right eye, the wealth will be abundant!"

Wang Zhaomou dipped in ink again, and painted the right eye of the colorful lion.

"Three points of heavenly spirit, the future is bright!"

Wang Zhaomou lowered his eyes and moved his wrist lightly. Ji Lianhuo stared blankly at the man in a suit and leather shoes, leaning over with an ink pen in his hand. The man's exquisite profile, the gold-rimmed glasses, and the colorful lion under his hand, The beauty in this moment is indescribable.

As soon as the finishing touch was over, firecrackers were set off at the venue, several colored cannons exploded, and countless shiny colored fragments fell down. Ji Lianhuo was about to step forward to remove the colored fragments that fell from the man's shoulder, when Wang Zhaomou stuffed the red envelope into the colorful lion's mouth Finally, he straightened up, looked sideways at himself, and smiled slightly.

Ji Lianhuo froze in place, looking at the colorful fragments falling in front of him, and the man's raised lips, the sound of firecrackers in his ears seemed to have disappeared, the world was silent, and the only sound was his beating heart.

Like a rapid drumbeat, beating in the wilderness, countless grass sprouts drilled out from the ground, and accompanied by the drumbeat, small white flowers bloomed.

The opening activities went very smoothly, and the doors of the shopping center were opened to welcome visitors from all over the world.Wang Zhaomou didn't need to participate in the various performances that followed, so he simply left early to inspect Zhucheng Shopping Center.

Ji Lianhuo followed behind Wang Zhaomou, watching the man's back intently.Wang Zhaomou looked down layer by layer until he reached the cinema on the fifth floor, looked up at today's film schedule, and turned to look at Ji Lianhuo.

"Want to watch a movie?"

See a movie?

Ji Lianhuo blinked, and turned to look at the customers pouring into the shopping mall. Those who came to watch the movie were all couples of young people!

Ji Lianhuo's face turned red a little, his eyes filled with unstoppable joy, "I want to see it."

Wang Zhaomou watched Ji Lianhuo cheerfully queue up to buy tickets, and sat in the waiting area with his long legs lightly crossed. After watching Ji Lianhuo bought the tickets, he turned his head and stared at the young couple who were buying popcorn next to them, and they lined up behind them again. He trotted over with two buckets of popcorn and drinks.

There are not many movies showing now, so Ji Lianhuo bought tickets for the third row, three rows of five seats and three rows of six seats, which are tightly packed together.

After a few commercials, the lights in the movie hall dimmed. Ji Lianhuo carefully listened to the breathing around him. In the darkness, it seemed that many things could happen.

The screen lit up, and it was playing "Infernal Affairs", the hottest movie at the moment. Wang Zhaomou had a strange sense of time dislocation. The new movie in front of him was already an old movie from 19 years ago.

Fortunately, I was busy with work in my last life and didn't watch a few movies, otherwise I might be the most active spoiler.

Wang Zhaomou squeezed a piece of popcorn, put it in his mouth, looked at the young movie star in front of him, and smiled.

With the light of the movie screen, Ji Lianhuo concentrated on looking at the people beside him. Seeing brother Zhaomou eating popcorn, Ji Lianhuo pursed his lips, and when Wang Zhaomou went to get popcorn next time, he stretched out his Hand, pretending to touch Zhao Zhao's fingers unintentionally, blushing and quickly retracting after touching.

Wang Zhaomou paused, and looked at the person beside him with a smile.

Ji Lianhuo bought two buckets of popcorn, and his bucket was right next to him.

Seeing the smile in the man's eyes, Ji Lianhuo's face became even warmer. When the movie screen went dark because of the dark plot, Ji Lianhuo stretched out his hand, like a cat stalking in the dark, and quietly touched Wang Zhaomou's fingers.

Wang Zhaomou didn't dodge. Under the dim light, he felt Ji Lianhuo hooking his little finger tenderly.

Zhao Zhao did not refuse.

Ji Lianhuo tried his best to purse his lips to restrain his emotions that were about to burst out. The redness in his ears had already spread to his cheeks, and now the redness began to spread on his neck and chest again.

The light in the movie hall was bright and dark, and there were other people's voices behind him. Ji Lianhuo pursed his lips and looked at the screen, but he couldn't see the picture at all.

Ji Lianhuo looked at the profile of the person next to him, and the man looked at the screen as usual, as if it was not a little different from the past.

Ji Lianhuo felt his hooked fingers, and his heart was full of secret and fanatical joy.

xxx

In the second month of Wang Zhaoyun's re-study, after a week of classes, Wang Zhaoyun slumped on the sofa as soon as he got home, his eyes glazed over, and his limbs were numb.

The third year of high school is already hard enough, but it is inhumane that I have to go to the fourth year of high school!What's even worse is that when the school started, I didn't even get a higher score than the college entrance examination. It's unreasonable!

Aunt Song brought fruit to her paralyzed son, and took Wang Zhaoyun's schoolbag, eyes full of helplessness.

"Mom, I'm starving to death." Wang Zhaoyun rolled over and turned on the TV while eating fruit.

"There's food left for you, the kitchen is hot." Aunt Song touched her son's forehead, "Did you go to the Internet cafe again?"

"How do you know?" Wang Zhaoyun gnawed on the fruit and looked at his mother in surprise.

"You don't even need to check what time it is." Aunt Song frowned, "Your dad called your homeroom teacher and found out that you guys are out of school at six o'clock this afternoon. When you see your dad later, admit your mistake." have no idea?"

"Oh." Wang Zhaoyun nodded guilty, and continued to press the remote control panel. The nanny brought hot meals. Wang Zhaoyun didn't bother to go to the restaurant to eat, so he directly lay down in front of the living room table, eating while watching TV.

"There's nothing to look at..." Wang Zhaoyun pressed the remote control panel, and saw his father coming down from the second floor. He became vigilant for a moment, put down the remote control in a panic, sat up straight, and lowered his head to eat well.

"Eat when you eat, watch TV!" Father Wang went downstairs and stood in front of his youngest son, looking at Wang Zhaoyun, his eyes were filled with dissatisfaction.

"Dad who can't choke!" Wang Zhaoyun smiled, "I have a big throat."

Seeing his idle son, Father Wang was a little angry, but when he thought of his son's performance at the Leng family's banquet before, his anger eased again.

At least my own child is not useless.

Father Wang sighed secretly, and was about to turn around when Wang Zhaoyun's eyes widened suddenly, and the chopsticks in his hands fell. , Picking up the son is a set of Heimlich first aid method.

Wang Zhaoyun was speechless by his old father's fist, pointed at the TV with trembling fingers, and said intermittently, "I, I didn't choke, I, fuck!"

Seeing the situation in the living room, Aunt Song hurried over. Seeing her son pointing at the TV, she turned her head and saw that the person on the TV looked familiar. After thinking for a while, she suddenly remembered who it was.

"Hongjin, Hongjin." Aunt Song watched TV and patted Father Wang who was still giving first aid to his son. Father Wang raised his eyes in his busy schedule, glanced at the TV and lowered his head, strangled Wang Zhaoyun twice, He stopped suddenly, turned his head slowly, and looked at the TV in shock.

"I didn't choke!" Wang Zhaoyun finally had a chance to speak, and hurriedly ran away from his father, clutching his abdomen in pain, his loving father almost made out of the food he ate just now.

Father Wang stared blankly at the TV, staring at the boys in suits and leather shoes on the screen, he didn't regain his strength for a while.

Wang Zhaoyun also looked at Ji Lianhuo on TV, feeling panicked.

"Is he... an outcast child of the Leng family?" Aunt Song asked with some uncertainty.

Wang Zhaoyun stared straight at the TV, remembering the words he scolded Ji Lianhuo and asking him to help him with his winter vacation homework, he suddenly felt sad.

"I'm done, Dad!!!"

Father Wang looked at his son quietly, briefly recalled what happened in the restaurant, he was a little out of breath.

"What did you do to him!" Aunt Song frowned anxiously when she heard Wang Zhaoyun's words.

"I asked him to write my homework for the winter vacation, and even came to my door to scold him..." Wang Zhaoyun said with a sad face, "He must have memorized it!"

"You child!" Aunt Song was very angry, "How can you do these things! You have seen the situation of Leng's family, can we offend you!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

When Aunt Song heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief, Zhaoyun apologized, and Zhaomou also educated Zhaoyun, that Ji Lianhuo should not hold grudges so much.

Father Wang glanced at Wang Zhaoyun quietly, got up slowly, and went upstairs with a little staggering footsteps.

Wang Zhaoyun and Aunt Song Qiqi looked at Father Wang with a vague premonition in their hearts.

Aunt Song thought about wanting Wang Zhaoyun to continue eating, and hurried upstairs, only to see her husband lying on the bed in the bedroom, with his hands folded on his stomach, with a peaceful expression on his face.

"Hongjin, what's the matter with you?" Aunt Song stepped forward worriedly, "What are you doing to that child, right?"

The prince's expression was ecstatic, "I seem to have persuaded him not to sell his body again, and I even gave him [-] million to warn him to stay away from Zhaomou."

Aunt Song was dumbfounded and looked at her husband in surprise.

"This kid, him, what kind of relationship is he with Zhaomou?"

"I'm also a little uncertain." Father Wang sighed for a long time, "But the problem now is that he didn't take my money, and he was still begging me in the restaurant, and I scolded him."

Aunt Song was a little suffocated.

Originally, she thought that what her son did was dangerous enough, but she never expected that what her husband did was truly utterly terrible.

"What should we do now?" Aunt Song sat by the bed, her eyes a little confused.

"The Leng family's property is abroad, so he should be leaving, right?" Father Wang sighed, "I hope he doesn't think about it, and just leave as soon as possible."

"Then what if he comes back in the future?" Aunt Song turned to look at her husband, "I also heard from you a few days ago that the Leng family is likely to operate and develop in Huaguo."

Father Wang's lips moved feebly, and he was so sad that he couldn't speak.

Until the next night, Father Wang thought for a long time, pondered for a while, and decided to call Wang Zhaomou to find out the situation.

Father Wang got up from the bed, picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number of his second son. After waiting for a while, no one answered.

Called again, still no one answered.

Wang Zhaomou and Ji Lianhuo had dinner in Zhucheng. When they came back from Zhucheng, it was getting late. When the two entered the villa, Ji Lianhuo couldn't help but raised his lips, helped Wang Zhaomou hang up his clothes, and brought them quickly. slippers.

It was clearly the same thing as before, but Ji Lianhuo always felt that something seemed different, as if there was a joyful intimacy inside, filling his chest sweetly.

As soon as he arrived at the living room, Ji Lianhuo couldn't help but think about what happened yesterday, the kiss, and the way the light-colored lips kissed him. He was too emotional at the time, and he didn't devote himself to feeling it carefully.

Ji Lianhuo looked at Wang Zhaomou who took off his suit jacket and put his eyes on his shoes, and then glanced around, and found that Mrs. Cheng seemed to have rested, and there was no one else in the living room.

"Zhao Zhao." Ji Lianhuo stepped forward, leaning close to the man in front of him, with eyes full of shyness, and lowered his voice.

"Can I... can, can I kiss you."

Wang Zhaomou was quiet for a moment, looking at the longing in Ji Lianhuo's eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, with a bit of teasing in his eyes, and spoke leisurely.

"You think, can you?"

Ji Lianhuo thought about it seriously. This problem seemed to be more difficult than all the problems he had encountered before. The main reason was that Zhao Zhaoxi didn't like kissing him?

Ji Lianhuo frowned slightly in thought, but his eyes kept moving to the light-colored lips of the person in front of him.

Zhaozhao's lips are beautiful, neither thin nor thick. The upper lip has obvious peaks, and the curvature is amazingly beautiful. The light cherry color has the urge to take a bite, not only to bite, but also to make people swallow .

Before Ji Lianhuo could think of the answer, he involuntarily moved his body closer, wanting to taste the sweet softness with the obvious temperature on it.

The cell phone rang suddenly, Ji Lianhuo reacted abruptly, looked at the person in front of him in a daze, but found that Wang Zhaomou didn't answer the phone, until the phone ring ended, Brother Zhaomou didn't touch the phone with his hands.

Ji Lianhuo opened his lips and was about to say something when the phone rang again.

Ji Lianhuo looked at Wang Zhaomou standing quietly in front of him, the two looked at each other, Ji Lianhuo pursed his lips, trying to find some answers to his questions from Wang Zhaomou's eyes, but he couldn't see anything.

Zhaozhao's eyes are still the same, with a bit of a smile in them, making people unable to see the depth, let alone understand his thoughts.

The phone rang for the third time. Wang Zhaomou took out his phone, walked past Ji Lianhuo, sat on the sofa, and pressed the call button.

When Ji Lianhuo saw Wang Zhaomou walking by his side, great disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he was so depressed and sore that he couldn't say a word.

Can I kiss Zhao Zhao?

"Why don't you answer the phone?" The phone didn't hold back, and the father's irritable voice was very penetrating. When Ji Lianhuo heard it, he suddenly froze in place as if enlightened.

That's right, why didn't Zhaozhao answer the phone just now!

Because he is waiting for himself!

"Nothing..." Wang Zhaomou responded calmly, and the next moment he saw Ji Lianhuo, whose eyes were full of excitement, rushing over, his lips blocked instantly.

"Hey, hello, what's wrong with you!" Father Wang's voice became more depressed, "Speak up!"