My eyelids were heavy from the tossing in the second half of the night, so I forced myself to get up, walked to the balcony and looked at the candies with a layer of fine hair, yawned and opened my mouth: "It's normal, they were all eaten..."
"Who eats it!"
Third sister looked at me in horror: "Also, I wanted to go to the bathroom last night to see who you were talking to. Who were you talking to?"
I rubbed my temples and looked at her soothingly and said, "Don't worry about it. It's hard to explain. It's a trivial matter anyway."
If she said there were children here, would she still dare to live here?
Third sister's throat twitched: "I was so scared by you that I even peeed. If I wasn't too sleepy, I fell asleep again..."
I smiled and shook my head: "It's okay. Just pretend you didn't see anything I do from now on. Don't touch these things. I'll clean them up later and go wash my face first."
I took a shower directly, and when I was about to have breakfast, Xiaoni came, yelling just like before, and kept asking me where I was. It had been two years since I left. If it weren’t for Zong Bao’s repeated assurances, she would have thought
I'm missing!
When her mood stabilized, I invited her to have breakfast with Zong Bao. When Zong Bao was about to finish eating, Zong Bao urged Xiao Ni to go to the store to work, but he sat still and said that he would accompany me to find Xiao Ni.
After listening to his words, he looked at me with a smile: "Jiaolong, he has been waiting for this day for a long time. He can't sit still in the store. If you don't come back, we will both get divorced. If we see each other every day, I will vomit."
Already."
Zong Bao opened his mouth tremblingly: "Just throw it up and it will be fine. You are happy. My mother is still looking forward to it."
Xiaoni rolled her eyes at that time, stood up with her bag and looked at me: "Then I'll go to the store first. Jiaolong, I know you have to be busy with the primary school these two days, but you must go to the store after you are done.
Look, some employees haven’t met you, the big boss."
I nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoni."
"Hey! What are we talking about? It's not hard work. Without you, I wouldn't have such a good life. Let's go!"
As soon as Xiaoni went out, I looked at San Meier: "San Meier, will you come with me?"
But San Meier looked a little worried, "I'm not going. I want to go for a walk near my house and take a look..."
It should be fine in broad daylight, so I responded: "Then please be more careful and don't get too close. If you need anything, call me."
The third sister said yes and said nothing more.
Zong Bao looked at me and looked ready to go: "Jiaolong, when are we leaving?"
I glanced at the time and stood up directly: "Now!"
…
It's difficult to take a taxi during the morning rush hour.
Standing on the side of the road, bored, Zong Bao said directly: "Jiaolong, the store can still spend 30,000 yuan, so let's buy you a car. I originally wanted to repair the one you had before and keep it for you, but it was scrapped.
People recycle it, if you like it, buy a Jetta King."
"The money in the store will be kept in the store for turnover, and someone will buy my car."
"Who..."
I smiled and stretched out my arms: "Boss of Tianhong Media, you are such a rich man!"
"But you don't just ignore things..."
"Everything has changed!"
I interrupted him: "You'll get used to it slowly, eh?"
Zong Bao looked at me and scratched his head, as if muttering to himself: "Have you changed to collecting money?"
Seeing a taxi coming, I remembered something and looked at him with meaning: "Zong Bao, why do you have to marry three years later and still have no children? Isn't it? That aspect is a bit difficult to explain.
Ah, I remember, your back hurts..."
"Hey, look, the car is coming!"
I couldn't help but want to laugh. After getting in the car, I looked at Zong Bao's face that was pretending to be dead for a moment: "Hey, tell me, I'll do the math for you..."
Zong Bao turned his head and looked out the window: "It's a nice day."
I smiled and shook my head: "Oh, I don't speak freely..."
...Zong Bao continued to pretend to be dead until he walked into the elevator and whispered in my ear: "It's okay for me to sow, but I suspect it's the soil."
I looked at him seriously: "No, it's no problem, it's just a matter of time. I'll give you a backdoor, no later than the year after next...you understand, right?"
Zong Bao was overjoyed: "Nephew, niece?!"
I shrugged: "The secret must not be revealed..."
"Magnolon!"
"Hey, now that you have the guts, call me by my name, right?"
I rolled my eyes at him, but the smile on my face immediately disappeared after I stepped out of the elevator. It was so familiar that I could even clearly remember how heartbroken I was here. That night, it was definitely me. The most painful night of my life.
Zong Bao didn't dare to mess with me anymore when he saw me like this, and followed me quietly until I walked to the door of Cheng Baize's studio and saw the funeral company's sign hanging on the door. Below it was an advertisement and business details. Pictured, 'Funeral services are one-stop service. Choosing us will ensure that future generations will have no worries. They will recognize their godfather and godmother on the spot. They will see each other off at all times. The relationship is in place. Dutiful sons and daughters will cry after listening to it.'
Sure enough, I still cry...
I rang the doorbell twice and waited for a long time before I saw Li Xiaoshi opening the door with dark circles under his eyes: "Who is it? We don't... oh my god!! Jiaolong!!"
Before I could say anything, he came up and hugged me. He smelled of cigarette smoke, "Xiao Ke! Xiao Ke, come out! Jiaolong is here to save us!!"
"who?!!"
Xiao Ke, who had a head like a henhouse, appeared behind him wearing big underpants. When he saw me, he cried for his father and mother, and rushed over to hug me. Zong Bao couldn't see it and forced me to hug him. Standing behind him: "What are you doing, hugging me here and there, please be careful, please, put on your pants!!"
…
The entire studio has changed drastically. The bookcase behind Cheng Baize's desk was replaced by an urn display stand. The dark room was used to store shrouds. A curtain was specially drawn in the office to house a single bed. It seems that one person sleeps on the sofa and another person sleeps on the bed. In this environment, the two of them can get along quite well.
I looked around, and Xiaoshi and Xiaoke followed me closely and kept talking about the difficulty of this matter and the extent of the threats they were receiving, "Jiaolong, we don't have a combined total of 100,000 yuan to make such a hard profit." , We are just for the development of the company. The business is not very good now. It is really difficult to increase our popularity if we don’t do some big work! "
"Yes, Jiaolong, I haven't said anything about your reputation. Although there has been no news for two years, once your name is called out, it will still be famous!"
I almost heard it, then I waved my hand and sat on the boss's chair: "One hundred thousand yuan, less."
"Ah?" Master Li's eyes widened: "One hundred thousand is still less."
I raised my eyes and looked at him: "Is a life worth more than 100,000 yuan? Is your life worth 100,000 yuan?"
Li Xiaoshi was speechless, and Xiao Ke directly joined in: "We didn't plan it together. We will collect two or three thousand together for a funeral. Who can sum it up? This thing is fatal. I thought that Xiaoshi is quite powerful. That's better than You are so boastful, you can tell me that my boss is the real person, but I was timid at the time when I really acted!"
"Oh, what are you talking about? Isn't Jiaolong coming back to save us?"
Little Master Li looked at me with a sad face: "Jiaolong, look..."
"I can help. This is also the key motivation for me to come back. However, you tell the boss of Tianhong that I want one million."
"How much!" Xiao Ke was confused: "One million, Jiaolong, what do you want so much money for?"
"You don't have to worry about it. Just call him. If he agrees, I can come to see him tomorrow. It's a life-threatening matter. One million is not much for me. I'll see how I feel then. Maybe I'll need more.
…”
The young master opened his mouth numbly: "You can't do it, we already agreed on one hundred thousand."
"Yes!" Xiao Ke nodded beside him: "If the price is suddenly increased, I will definitely not agree to it. Then..."
"rest assured."
I laughed directly: "He threatened you just to save his son. In other words, do you think he could watch his son die because of one million? One million is not a big amount in their eyes. He
If he can take it out, if his son is safe and sound, he can still take advantage of it. The green hills left behind will have firewood to burn. If his son dies, who will he keep the money for?"
"this……"
While Xiao Ke and Xiao Shi were struggling, the cell phone that had been silent for a long time rang in my pocket. I took it out and saw that it was Zhuo Jing calling.
After taking a breath, I put the phone to my ear: "Hello."
"Ma Jiaolong, right? I'm Zhuo Jing."
"Well, how did you know my phone number..."
"Isn't it strange?"
I got up and walked to the window: "Isn't that strange? It's not two o'clock in the afternoon. Isn't it a little early for Mr. Zhuo to call me now?"
"There are some changes in my schedule for the afternoon. Are you finished? I'm fine now and want to see you."
I looked back at Xiaoshi and Xiaoke, who were still trying to give me a million dollars, and said, "Okay, I'll go over now."
…
"What does Zhuo Jing want from you?"
Driving the car that Cheng Baize left for Xiao Ke, I shook my head, "I don't know, but he probably won't ask me about my memory. He doesn't believe other people's words, right?"
Zong Bao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, nodded: "Then what's the use of asking for one million all at once to buy a house for grandpa?"
"Reuse."
Zong Bao returned to silence and asked no more questions.
Although Xiaoke and Xiaoshi looked sad when I left, saying that they broke the contract first and they would not agree to it, but I am confident that the most unique thing about our industry is success or failure.
When it comes to human life, in the face of life and death, money is a trivial matter. Besides, if I promise to show this victim, he will burn high incense.
The location is a holiday paradise. Now Zhuojing’s main office has been moved here. Although it is summer, there are many people. From a distance, you can see people playing on the water slide. I would like to say sincerely that this project
, Zhuo Jing did it beautifully.
Xiao Tian was waiting for me at the entrance to the back office area of the resort paradise. His first glance at me was filled with emotion: "Jiaolong, long time no see."
I got out of the car and hugged him gently: "Long time no see."
After letting go of his hand, Xiao Tian looked at me up and down: "How is your health? Zong Bao said that you went to a place that no one knows about to recuperate. I remember that your leg was still wearing a plaster two years ago...
"
"It's okay." I jumped slightly, "Look."
Xiao Tian nodded with a relieved look on his face: "I hope you're fine. To be honest, I was a little nervous when Mr. Zhuo told me that I saw you this morning. I actually hope you can come back, but I'm afraid of what happened before.
At that time, Mr. Zhuo went to find someone to kill that Hei who didn’t know who he was..."
I took a breath and patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, what happened in the past won't happen again. I don't know why he wants to see me, but I'm not here to help him remember."
From Xiao Tian's point of view, what he hoped most as a friend was that Zhuo Jing and I could finally get married. His attitude was made clear in Hong Kong, but as a person close to Zhuo Jing, he witnessed with his own eyes that Zhuo Jing wanted to marry Zhuo Jing.
The hard work and struggle he put in to be with me, coupled with the fact that Xiao Tian didn’t know I was intersex before, but later found out through a TV show, must have made him feel even more sad for his boss’s persistence, so he definitely had a positive attitude toward me.
is contradictory.
After all, apart from me, the only one who knows Zhuo Jing’s pain has been him. My friends just think that I have paid more, as well as Zong Bao. In addition, Zhuo Jing is not an easy person who likes to express himself to others. How can I feel sorry for him?
Of those, Xiao Tian is probably the only one left.
I followed Xiao Tian directly into the office building, even skipping the registration process. The front desk gave me a curious look and whispered to me: "Who is this person? He looks so familiar..."
"Yeah, he's quite handsome. He's not an employee for an interview, right?"
"No way, what Assistant Xiao brought must be what Mr. Zhuo wants to see."
I wear sunglasses with an expressionless face. After becoming famous, when I go out, the sunglasses look like they are growing on my face. The only thing I can say I have in abundance at home is all kinds of sunglasses, and there is a tendency to buy more and more.
I wish I could cover my whole face.
When Xiao Tian heard these voices, he looked at me and shook his head helplessly: "Jiaolong, if you come back this time, you will be in the news."
I smiled and didn't respond.
When he got out of the elevator, he saw no one around and whispered: "Jiaolong, are you really not doing surgery?"
Zong Bao, who had been silent all this time, cleared his throat and signaled Xiao Tian not to ask any more questions about this matter.
I smiled freely and said: "Let's talk about it, I haven't had time to study this yet."
Xiao Tian glanced at Zong Bao, cleared his throat, and said softly: "Jiaolong, don't worry about it. What I mean is that you should just do the surgery. This is not a problem..."
I nodded without answering and watched Xiao Tian walk to Zhuo Jing's office door and knock on the door twice.
"Enter."
Zhuo Jing's voice came directly. Xiao Tian looked at my hand and moved it inside, "Go in by yourself, Jiaolong. I will take Zong Bao to my office to wait for you."
I pushed the door open, and when I turned around and closed the door, I heard Zong Bao muttering to Xiao Tian in a low voice with an unhappy expression on his face: "It's okay, what are you asking for? What does it have to do with you whether to have surgery or not..."
I closed the door tightly to block the sound, pursed my lips, adjusted my posture and turned around directly. Zhuo Jing sat behind the desk and looked at me expressionlessly, "Are your eyes seriously ill? You need to wear them even indoors."
sunglasses?"
I stretched out my hand and took off my glasses, and walked across to him as openly as I could: "I feel better today. Is there anything Mr. Zhuo wants to see me for?"
Zhuo Jing was playing with a pen in his hand and looking directly at me. Although his expression seemed relaxed, his aura was still overwhelming: "I'm in good condition today. At least I don't feel nervous."
I smiled softly, "As long as Mr. Zhuo doesn't ask me about my memories, I think there's no need for me to be nervous."
Zhuo Jing coughed lightly, picked up the coffee on his desk and took a sip, "I've really heard enough lies. My memory is my own business. There's no need to embarrass you, but I'm also surprised that I told you last night.
A lot, very strangely, my place tells me that you are someone I trust very much."
He touched his heart with his finger, but the ring on his ring finger still made my eyes blurred.
"You mean, you came to me because you think I am someone you trust, right?"
"certainly."
His eyes were full of confession: "Are you?"
I didn't look at him and laughed at myself: "I said yes, would you believe it?"
"letter."
The voice is not loud, but every word is sonorous.
My heart surged, and I almost lost control again. I tried my best to smile: "Thank you, Mr. Zhuo, for your trust."
"I think you deserve it."
worth?
I was a little distracted, these words sounded so familiar.
His eyes kept falling on my face, and I could feel that he had been observing me. He coughed again, and I looked up at him and took another sip of coffee. I had a cold, so I still drank coffee like this?
"Although I have lost my memory, I know that I will not spend money casually. The fact that I can give you shares means that our relationship is unusual. Can you tell me the reason why you did not sign?"
"It's not mine, of course I won't want it."
Zhuo Jing's eyes were still searching, as if he was analyzing every word I uttered very seriously. After a long while, he nodded: "Okay, I like your answer very much. Tell me the key points I came to you for..."
As he said that, he handed over a document directly: "I want to make sure that you did all the things above."
It was a printout of my deeds. I flipped through two pages at random. They were all sorted and printed from the news. They included the time, place, and things I dealt with.
"I did it all, is there any problem?"
Close the folder: "Mr. Zhuo called me here just to confirm whether I am an Onmyoji."
His expression suddenly became serious, and his aura became a little stronger at that time: "All the records stayed more than two years ago, why did they disappear for two years? And I got your whereabouts and the results told me, in the past two years, you have been there
In a place called Luomen, it is said that communication is very inconvenient."
I felt a little uncomfortable when he saw me, so I cleared my throat: "...Our profession requires time to purify the body and mind. You can think of it as cultivation."
"You mean, you are stronger than before, right?"
I nodded, I still had some confidence.
His eyes gradually became cold, and he took a check and pushed it in front of my eyes: "If you can help me solve a problem, you can fill in whatever number you want."
My heart tightened: "Who?"
But I laughed unconsciously in my heart, no wonder he came to me, the reason is that he just wants to be my employer, and he also takes a fancy to my identity as a famous onmyoji.
His facial features became more and more tense, and he threw another document in front of my eyes: "I don't need you to kill anyone. What I want you to do is to calm her down. I think you understand what I mean."
I opened the document directly, and the photo on the front page made me frown. Yu Xiangling...
She is the person Zhuo Jing is dealing with?!!!
Turning to the next page, Yu Xiangling's current identity and various information are recorded. At the bottom is a line of words, Cambodia, black wizard.
Turning back further, there are actually different Onmyojis on each page, with their names, nationalities, and the techniques they practice. "This is..."
"With the team I have assigned to you, you can choose the companions you will fight alongside. This is something I have been planning. Once I take action, I will make sure nothing goes wrong. You are what I have been looking for, leader."
"Leader?" I looked at Zhuo Jing blankly: "Why."
"Because, I believe you."
Taking a deep breath, I closed the folder directly, gritted my teeth and looked at him: "I can help you, I don't need these companions, I am enough alone."
"So confident."
Zhuo Jing's eyes showed unabashed appreciation at this moment: "If you can do it alone, then you will be rewarded by everyone here."
"No, I don't want money."
"Then what do you want?"
..."Rongshi."
I uttered two words and looked at him: "I want the Rong family." (To be continued)