I woke up in the morning, around four o'clock, and it was still dark and painful outside.
A soft and wide duvet covers his body. Next to him are two sleeping girls, with a light and familiar body fragrance. Lingjing sleeps close to his body, with one hand on his neck, leaning sideways and slender.
The girl's legs were intertwined with his, and the girl's skin was delicate and smooth, like satin, giving people a good touch. Shasha always slept sideways with no sleeping posture, with her back to him, and she also used his left hand as usual
Using it as a pillow, you can feel the rustling breath with your fingers, and with a slight movement, you can touch the girl's lips that were slightly open when she was sleeping.
It was a little difficult to get out of such a state of intertwined limbs, but Jiaming had finally tried his best. He gently retracted his hand, squirmed, and quietly removed Lingjing's hand. When he left the duvet, the early morning of late spring still carried him.
Feeling cold, even though it was nothing in terms of his physical fitness, he still put on a pair of trousers, tucked the quilt in for the girls who were still sleeping on the bed, kissed them gently on their foreheads, and then pushed
Go out the door and onto the balcony.
The night is peaceful and quiet, and there are still lights dimly shining from the streets far and near, but it has also reached the quietest time in the city. The night is about to pass, and the morning has not yet begun. Occasionally, the sound of cars flashes suddenly, or some...
The sound of bicycles and carts. In the nearby vegetable market, the first group of people have already gotten up. The doors of some breakfast restaurants are still closed, but the lights shine through the cracks in the doors. These people have been getting up at two or three in the morning to prepare.
. Some pork and vegetable wholesale stalls have also turned on yellow electric lights. Some people are talking and laughing, the weights are ringing softly, and the sharp knives for cutting meat are scratching the iron. It seems particularly quiet in the early morning in the open space.
The game room downstairs is said to be open 24 hours a day, but there are no people playing all night tonight, and the lights have been turned off. He stood on the balcony and breathed in the morning air, and the pain in his head became more acute.
And this pain does not affect his body. The clearer the headache, the clearer the grasp of the surroundings. The whole body seems to have been sharp to the limit. In this state, even if he loses the ruthless heart to truly kill everything, he
He is also confident that he will face Minamoto Yori Tosohiro at his peak and not fall behind.
Has it exceeded the limits of the human body... Of course, it may also be an illusion caused by inflated self-confidence. Since his rebirth, he has grasped the weaknesses of many enemies. In fact, every battle is not really fair. Although it is
The killer only looks at the results of things, but if you want to objectively evaluate a person's true strength, you still have to take these advantages into consideration, and then evaluate how far you can achieve if you lose these advantages.
There are always errors in fantasy, but what exactly is a headache? Jiaming is not a medical idiot, but he never knows what kind of headache can make a person's condition more perfect. Maybe he should find a hospital to take a picture of his brain.
But for the time being, I can't find a very trustworthy brain doctor... Everyone has the problem of hiding illnesses and avoiding medical treatment to some extent. Jiaming has been thinking about this matter these days, but he has not put it into practice after all. This paragraph
The headache of time is mostly related to the phoenix that sent him back. It is impossible for a person to solve the problem at this level. Since he cannot solve it, he will not bother to get to the bottom of it for the time being, which will only increase his worries.
Speaking of which, this is a kind of cowardice. It has something to do with the life he lives now, Lingjing, Shasha, and Yahan. He clearly understands these things. If he were still Pei Luojia's killer, he would not hesitate to let others take care of them.
I'd cut my brain open and use it for research, but now, since such things don't affect my life, I'll let it go.
After standing on the balcony for a while, his headache subsided, he went over and opened the door of the small room on the side. When he rented this house, there were two bedrooms. In theory, it was given to two girls, so this utility room was
Clean it up and make it a bedroom for Jiaming. Of course, this arrangement is just for outsiders to see. Generally speaking, this somewhat closed small room can be regarded as Jiaming's studio. A clean spring bed is used to put
On the computer desk, many instruments made or purchased by Jiaming are connected with this modified computer. Various large and small boxes and electronic equipment take up most of the room.
Sitting on the spring bed, he turned on the computer and entered data into an encrypted document: From 3:45 to 4:20 in the morning on April 25, 1999, he had a persistent headache for an unknown reason.
Before this, many headaches have been recorded in the document. The onset time and duration are different, but if we look at the general trend, the attacks are indeed becoming more and more frequent and the duration is getting longer and longer.
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All analysis and conclusion proved that he really should go to the hospital for a check-up.
Thinking about these things in her mind, a rustling sound came from the room next door. After a while, Lingjing opened the door and walked in with a cup of hot coffee. She was wearing a thin white blouse and wearing slippers with banana patterns.
, the seventeen-year-old beautiful girl still had hazy sleepy eyes: "You woke up so early again..." The muttering voice was also soft.
"There are some things... I don't want to disturb
Come on, when Jia Ming reached out, he saw that the girl was only wearing a pair of thin white silk pants on her legs, which were cold and cold. He quickly pulled up the quilt on the bed and wrapped her up: "You don't feel cold."
"You don't think so either..." She crossed her legs and sat down next to Jiaming. Lingjing rubbed her eyes and said. Then she got into Jiaming's arms and wrapped both of them in quilts, "What's the matter? It's so urgent...
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"Oh, some messages from Japan reminded me of something, so I got up and took a look." Opened a message bar, and then opened the music player, and refreshing piano music began to flow softly in the room. It was very quiet.
Too lazy to read any messages from Japan, he buried his head in Jiaming's arms, humming along to the piano music, and gently tapping Jiaming's thigh with one hand.
"Jia Ming, it's Sister Yahan's little mother's birthday today. When should we go there in the afternoon?"
"Well, probably after lunch, Sister Yahan will come to pick us up."
"Mom can't get off work early until 4:30, should we go there first?"
"Okay. Let's go to the hotel to play for a while, then I'll drive Sister Yahan's car to the martial arts gym, and then pick up Ye Ma from the hospital."
Yahan has been at the martial arts school a lot recently, and the Ye family couldn't refuse her little mother's birthday, so they agreed. Although they didn't know each other, they didn't need to know each other for such a banquet. As for Liu Zheng, it was said that it was going to be held that day.
When negotiating with people, you can't walk away if something goes wrong.
"Heh... Uncle Liu is negotiating with someone, will everything be okay?" She yawned and asked softly.
"No, don't worry, he is already the most powerful underworld boss in Jianghai."
Jiaming answered casually. He held Lingjing in one hand and used the mouse to control the computer with the other hand. Late spring, early morning. In this small house with light and flowing music, the two of them talked softly, and then Lingjing Just like that, he fell asleep soundly. Jiaming took the coffee and drank it in small sips.
This is not the first time. As long as Jiaming doesn't deliberately get up from the bed like a killer, Lingjing will always notice his departure. Soon after, she will come over to sit with him for a while with coffee, sometimes like Today I fell asleep in Jiaming's arms. However, not long after that, around five o'clock, there were more people on the street outside. The girl's body trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes.
"Well..." She yawned vaguely. Lingjing hugged him and rubbed her eyes. It took a long time to see the small alarm clock next to the computer clearly. She stretched out her delicate feet from the quilt and got off the ground lightly. bed.
"I'm going back to sleep..." She muttered, kissed Jiaming on the face, and went back to the master bedroom with her slippers. Not long after, when Jiaming walked to the bedroom door to look, she saw two girls there. Sleeping together in each other's arms on the bed, like lilies blooming in the night.
By now, I have long understood that the two of them are not real Lily, but many times, this will still become a topic of teasing between the three of them. Every time I think of the two little girls watching porn for the first time, and then checking each other out on the bed. Hymen, the scene when Lingjing was forced to open her legs by Shasha, Jia Ming couldn't help but want to laugh. It was the most precious scene in their childhood memories...
The world of three people sounds very simple, romantic and ridiculous, but in fact there are things that each of them carefully maintains. For example, if it is a world of two people, maybe Lingjing will sleep with Jiaming until dawn, but at the age of seventeen However, the girl has extremely delicate thoughts, so she chooses to go back to sleep. When Shasha is in bed, she often targets Lingjing for sneak attacks, teasing and entanglement. However, her temperament seems careless and heartless. In fact, But he is the one who bothers Jiaming the most. He often goes out of his way just to make Jiaming happier.
Everyone knows these things, because among them, apart from Jiaming and Lingjing liking each other, Jiaming and Shasha liking each other, Lingjing and Shasha also like each other in the final analysis, like family ties, like love. Life itself. It is a process of everyone accommodating each other. Of course, only those who are willing to accommodate and compromise for each other can truly live together.
As time goes by, the streets in the early morning soon become lively. Breakfast shops are open. The vendors in the vegetable market not far away are also full. Various vehicles selling breakfast are pushing on the street. Old people who get up early are He and the housewives also went out. On Sundays, Jiaming and others used to sleep in as usual, but since they got up early today, Jiaming was going to go out to buy some breakfast materials and came back from the balcony to the bedroom. Then I heard a rustling sound.
"Sleep... I want to sleep... Please, beautiful lady Lingjing, sleep with me... Don't leave, I will bite your ass if you do..."
The voice was extremely plaintive. Jia Ming opened the door and saw Lingjing only wearing underwear and bra, holding trousers and standing helplessly by the bed. Half of her body got out of the quilt. She didn't wake up, so she still With her eyes closed, her body was as soft as an ooze monster, her hair was disheveled and she looked like a water ghost, her face was really pressed against Lingjing's butt, and she hugged Lingjing's thighs tightly with both hands, gnashing them, making her feel pitiful.
I saw Jiaming coming in with a smile but not a smile.
She hugged her pants and looked at him sadly: "Oh, I'm going to go shopping and need to sleep, so I won't find Jiaming..."
"No... Jiaming is hard when he holds him, not as soft as you... His hands are always holding me back, and he stuffs long and thin things into my mouth..."
She didn't pay much attention to Jia Ming who came in. She was gnawing endlessly. Lingjing laughed and looked at Jia Ming doubtfully. She saw Jia Ming spreading his hands: "What's so thin and long? She always did it last night." My fingers..."
"Okay, I really have to get up. Don't have breakfast this morning..."
"Don't leave, let Jiaming buy breakfast..."
"Don't hold me..."
"Aww!"
After saying it was useless for a long time, Shasha bit down on Lingjing's ass, and the cotton gauze underwear was bitten in her mouth. Lingjing struggled in a fit of laughter and tears. The skin on half of her buttocks was exposed, even though her body was already seen by Jiaming. Countless times. Lingjing was still too embarrassed to block it with her hands. Jia Ming smiled and pushed her over: "Okay, classmate Lingjing, just sleep with her. I will be responsible for breakfast."
After giving the order, Lingjing sat down on Shasha's head and took the opportunity to pull Lingjing on the bed. Shasha stretched out her slender feet from the quilt and kicked Jiaming hard on the butt: "Smelly man... My nose was flattened..." Jia Ming smiled and ran out of the room.
Breakfast is sold on the street outside. However, as long as they are not in a hurry, the three of them choose to make it themselves. Of course, it should be said that Jia Ming and Lingjing made it. They bought fresh lean meat and green onions in the morning and brought back a few Then she made soup and boiled noodles. After being pestered by Shasha for a while, Lingjing got up and simply tidied up the room that was a little messy last night. Shasha couldn't get up from the bed. Then she said three things People like this really look like a family: Jiaming's father, Lingjing's mother, and Shasha's daughter. Regarding her shameless remarks, Jiaming and Lingjing smiled and despised her, because according to age, among the three, Shasha was the oldest.
Nothing happened today. I went for a walk after breakfast. After I came back, we watched a movie together. Then Jiaming read comics, and Lingjing and Shasha played games for a while. At about ten o'clock, someone knocked on the door.
"Is it Sister Yahan?" Putting down the game console in her hand, Lingjing went to open the door in slippers. She was a little surprised when the door opened, because the person who came was not Yahan. Although she had been here once or twice, she was not a regular visitor. Dongfang Wan, who was wearing healthy sportswear, smiled calmly and waved her hand: "Hi, Lingjing, is classmate Jiaming here?"
"Uh...he's here, come in."
At this time, Dongfang Wan, who was wearing casual sportswear, looked a bit like a boy, but he felt different from Shasha. Shasha had always been unrestrained and fierce, and could sometimes be savage. In front of the boy he liked, Dongfang Wan looked coquettish. She felt calm, with a hint of nobility and arrogance. Before she was angered by Jia Ming, her temperament was actually somewhat similar to that of her brother Dongfang Lu.
For nearly a year, she was running a toy company while studying. Jiaming also held a title in it and took part of the shares and dividends. Naturally, Lingjing and Shasha knew that sometimes - although the number of times was really high.
No, this has something to do with Jiaming's complete lack of professionalism - Jiaming was called out because of some work matters, and both Lingjing and Shasha knew it.
Entering the room, Jia Ming changed from lying on the sofa reading comics to sitting up, and Shasha also changed from lying on the carpet playing games to sitting cross-legged. Lingjing brought out some water, and Dongfang Wan got straight to the point: "Actually, I'm here today.
, I need help from classmate Jiaming with something."
"Can you not help me?" Jiaming raised his eyes from behind the comic book. Lingjing rolled her eyes at him in front of the game console.
"What, that's your company too, it's just some small things." Dongfang Wan also rolled her eyes. Now she won't be angry over trivial things. The interactions between the two are always like this.
, you always have to argue to reach a consensus, but to be honest, as long as there is a theory, Jiaming will never reject it even though his face is unhappy.
"That's right, there's a banquet today at Teacher Zhang's house. It's Mrs. Zhang's birthday today at the Hometown Hotel." He took out two invitations from his pocket and shook them, then pushed one in front of Jiaming, "You too
You know, the Zhang family sells products, although it is completely different from toys. But at this banquet, there must be many owners and distributors of big supermarkets and big stores. By then, I will be able to get to know many of them by hanging around Teacher Zhang.
, but that guy Lei Qing will definitely go this time. His family is powerful and well-connected, and he has recently made it clear that he is ruining our business, so as usual..."
She tilted her head and tapped the invitation a few times with her fingers: "This is your invitation... to be my boyfriend."
Holding the comic book, Jiaming looked at her lazily, then exhaled and put the book down.
"Are the invitations great?" With a swipe, Jiaming waved his hand, and the bright red invitations spread out in front of Dongfang Wan like a fan, "I have six."