Perhaps because of drinking, Zhou Jing felt a little restless when he returned home at night. He turned on the desk lamp, opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a thick stack of information, and flipped through it.
This information was naturally prepared for Li Jiani, and the content inside was painstakingly written by him. It included both short-term operational ideas and long-term development goals.
It can be said that every detail of the plan embodies Zhou Jing's hard work. He has no doubt that as long as he follows the above steps and follows the diagram, the clothing store's business will soon be revitalized and grow rapidly.
However, until now, Zhou Jing has not sent the information, nor has he accompanied Li Jiani to Lingnan to look for opportunities as originally planned. In fact, since he was injured and hospitalized, the number of times the two of them have met has been very few.
Most of the reasons for this still lie with Zhou Jing. After talking to Fan Weifeng, he felt extremely conflicted and didn't know how to deal with his relationship with Li Jiani. Therefore, he alienated the other party intentionally or unintentionally.
"This Fan Weifeng can really cause problems!" Zhou Jing dropped the information and lay on the bed, in a daze. Although he placed all the blame on the other party, he knew very well that this was not the reason that really troubled him.
After calming down and analyzing carefully, Zhou Jing faintly discovered that his feelings for Li Jiani were very subtle and complicated. The reason why he was able to grasp it well before was because he felt that there was no such possibility between the two.
But ever since that day, when he heard the quarrel between Fan Weifeng and Li Jiani outside the door, his mentality had quietly changed. Amid the uneasiness, there was some kind of expectation, even desire.
This desire has not diminished slightly because of the passage of time, and is still increasing day by day. So, when Fan Weifeng broke the window paper, although he refused many times, in the end, he could not resist the temptation and agreed personally.
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This is enough to prove that his feelings for Li Jiani are not as pure as imagined. Perhaps, like other men, he has unreasonable thoughts about this graceful and beautiful woman, and longs to conquer her and possess her one day.
she.
No wonder that during the coma, the hallucinations he had were just walking hand in hand with Qi Qingning, and the hallucinations with Li Jiani in the secret room. In the final analysis, it was all subconsciousness.
Although Qi Qingning is also a little beauty, when you are with her, even if you kiss, it is a sweet and warm feeling, with very little erotic content. This is different with Li Jiani. A beauty like her, with every gesture, will
Create a fatal attraction.
After being in a daze quietly for a while, Zhou Jing turned over and sat up, slowly got out of bed, walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, filled the water, and took a comfortable hot bath, and his mood improved accordingly.
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As soon as he opened the door and came out, he heard the crisp ringing of the phone. He walked over quickly, picked up the phone, and said softly: "Hello, hello."
"Xiao Jing, it's me." Fan Weifeng's hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone.
Zhou Jing was slightly startled and asked hesitantly: "Brother Fan, are you calling me so late?"
Fan Weifeng sighed and said in a low voice: "Xiao Jing, can you come out for a moment?"
Zhou Jing was silent for a while and whispered: "Brother Fan, it's too late. Can it be done another day?"
Fan Weifeng shook his head slightly and said in an unquestionable tone: "Just today, I'll wait for you outside the community."
After that, he hung up the phone, took out a cigarette, frowned and smoked it.
Zhou Jing held the microphone and pondered for a long time. Finally, he made up his mind, quickly changed his clothes, opened the door and walked out.
When he arrived at the gate of the community, he saw Fan Weifeng standing in the shadow of the roadside, dazed alone. He walked up and said softly: "Brother Fan, what's going on, tell me quickly."
Fan Weifeng smiled and said in a dry voice: "Xiao Jing, how is your body recovering during this time?"
Zhou Dingding nodded and said with a smile: "It's not bad."
Fan Weifeng sighed and said with some guilt: "If it weren't for me, what happened wouldn't have happened. I'm sorry!"
Zhou Jing shook his head and said softly: "I don't know, maybe it's fate."
Fan Weifeng nodded and said with deep feeling: "That's right, destiny is something that can't be seen or touched, but sometimes it just likes to play tricks on people."
Zhou Jing smiled and didn't answer. After a while, he tentatively said, "How are you these days? You two don't quarrel anymore, right?"
Fan Weifeng took out his cigarette again and lit it with a lighter, but his fingers were trembling slightly. He took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, it's pretty good. I rarely quarrel recently!"
Zhou Jing smiled slightly, nodded and said: "That's good, as long as you stop gambling and concentrate on doing something, the two of you will not go wrong."
Fan Weifeng coughed a few times and hesitated to speak: "Xiao Jing, you should know why I came here to find you."
Zhou Jing's heart beat faster, but he was a little embarrassed. After being silent for a long time, he sighed: "Brother Fan, don't mention that matter."
Fan Weifeng took a deep breath of cigarette, shook his head and said: "Don't go back on your word, you promised."
Zhou Jing frowned slightly and said in surprise: "Why, she agreed?"
Fan Weifeng nodded and said with a wry smile: "I know her temper very well. If I don't strongly object, I acquiesce."
Zhou Jing was doubtful and said softly: "Brother Fan, you must have misunderstood, right?"
"No!" Fan Weifeng put out his cigarette, threw it on the ground, stepped on it with his toes, and said calmly: "Women are always soft-hearted. As long as you are patient, you can always be persuaded."
Zhou Jing rubbed his temples and said with complicated emotions: "It doesn't feel good to do this."
"Yeah, it's not very good, but other than this, what else can I do?" Fan Weifeng muttered quietly, then reached out and took out a key from his pocket, and said firmly: "I'll leave this to you tonight.
I won’t go back.”
Zhou Jing did not move, but whispered softly: "Brother Fan, think again, don't make a decision too hastily."
"Take it!" Fan Weifeng took his hand, put the key into his palm, patted it lightly, lit the cigarette again, took a few puffs, and coughed violently.
Zhou Jing held the key, not only did he not feel any joy, but he felt as if there was a piece of lead stuffed in his heart. It was so heavy that he was a little breathless. After a long while, he whispered softly: "Brother Fan, where are you going?"
"Don't worry about it." Fan Weifeng waved his hand, one step deeper, one step shallower, and walked hard into the distance. Not long after, the desolate figure disappeared into the vast night.
Zhou Jing stood there, motionless. After more than ten minutes, he turned around and returned home. He was lying on the bed, fiddling with the keys in his hand, but he still couldn't make up his mind.
Fan Weifeng's retreating figure and Li Jiani's pretty figure alternately swayed before his eyes, making him a little uneasy. It wasn't until about one o'clock in the morning that Zhou Jing quietly sat up, picked up the information, and tiptoed out of bed.
, left home in the dark.
After getting to the third floor, Zhou Jing stood at the door, took a deep breath, opened the door with the key, and quietly slipped into the house, only to find that the door to the bedroom was open, with orange light shining through.
After closing the door, he became extremely nervous and his heart was pounding. In the light in front of him, it was like there was an invisible rope pulling him, step by step.
Entering the bedroom, she saw that the small and exquisite desk lamp on the bedside table was still on, but Li Jiani, who was wearing pink pajamas, had already fallen asleep. She was lying flat on the bed without a quilt, and there was a magazine at hand.
Zhou Jing walked to the table, put down the information, pulled up a chair, and sat quietly by the bed, looking at the Sleeping Beauty on the bed.
Li Jiani had taken off her makeup at this time, but her bare face made her look even more fresh and beautiful. There was a faint blush on her fair and tender face, and there seemed to be a slight smile on her lips.
And that pink pajamas, as thin as gauze, could not cover that graceful figure at all. The originally graceful figure now looked even more graceful, with curves exposed, and the pair of plump breasts on the chest were even more seductive.
The bulge attracts attention more than ever.
In front of such a lively and fragrant woman, no one can withstand the temptation. Unknowingly, Zhou Jing's breathing became a little cramped, and his body also underwent subtle changes.
However, Zhou Jing was not sure whether Li Jiani really acquiesced, so he did not make any frivolous move, but held his chin in his hand and looked at her quietly.
After a long time, he finally couldn't hold himself any longer. Zhou Jing stretched out his right hand, gently stroked her hair, and whispered: "Sister Jiani, wake up."
"Huh?" Li Jiani turned over in her sleep, curled up her two white legs, grunted, and then became unresponsive again, and was not awakened by him.
Zhou Jing smiled slightly, pulled up the quilt for her, leaned down again, and chuckled in her ear: "Sister Jiani, there is a thief in the house, why don't you get up quickly?"
"Stop making noise, you brat!" Li Jiani was sleeping soundly and started shouting in a daze. Suddenly she woke up and sat up. She subconsciously raised her hands to cover her breasts and stared blankly.
Zhou Jing shouted out loud: "Xiao Jing, how did you get in?"
Zhou Jing was stunned, and his mood immediately hit rock bottom. After hesitating for a moment, he took out the key from his body, put it on his pillow, and said softly: "Sister Jiani, this key was given by Brother Fan. He didn't talk to you."
Mention it?"
Li Jiani suddenly remembered something, and her cheeks turned red like fire. She turned her head, breathed a sigh of relief, and said in an indifferent voice: "I mentioned it before, but I didn't expect that he is really so cruel!"
Zhou Jing touched his nose, his expression a little unnatural, and asked tentatively: "Sister Jiani, what are you going to do?"
Li Jiani shrank to the end of the bed, pulled up the quilt, covered her body, and said aggrievedly: "He gave the key to someone else, and our relationship as husband and wife is gone; if you take the key, our relationship as brother and sister is gone.
Okay, let's cut it off from now on."
Zhou Jing's expression changed slightly, and his tone was serious: "Sister Jiani, are you serious?"
Li Jiani bit her quilt and said sadly: "Yes, you two have disappointed me so much."
Zhou Jing felt a pain in his heart and whispered: "Sister Jiani, you are right. I did make a mistake in this matter. No matter what, I shouldn't have come here tonight."
Li Jiani turned her pretty face, sighed thoughtfully, and said nothing.
Zhou Jing stood up, walked slowly to the door, stopped, and said softly: "Sister Jiani, there is some information on the table. If you take the time to read it, it may be helpful."
Li Jiani held her cheek in both hands and cried silently. After a long while, she said softly: "Xiao Jing, there is a gift in the drawer of the table. It was originally meant to wish you success in the college entrance examination. However, it would be good if you can find a formal job."
, take it, the two of us will never meet again."
"Okay, Sister Jiani, I listen to you." Zhou Jing sighed, returned to the table, opened the drawer, took out the beautifully wrapped gift box, looked back, and left reluctantly.
After returning home, Zhou Jing lay on the bed, opened the gift box, and took out two exquisitely crafted and lifelike clay figurines. One of them was cute and cute in a floral skirt, and the other was tall and handsome in a suit and leather shoes.
Looking carefully, we can see that behind these two clay figurines, there are several delicate small characters engraved on each one. One of them says "deep love between brother and sister" and the other says "smooth sailing".
After playing with it for a long time, Zhou Jing smiled and placed the clay figurine on the bedside table. Thinking back to the days he spent with Li Jiani, his heart felt like he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle. All kinds of tastes came up, including sweet, sour, bitter and spicy. It wasn’t until 3:30 in the morning that he finally
Fall into a deep sleep.
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