Chapter 73: Meet again

Seeing that he was in doubt, Ji Ling was in a strange position just now, and he didn't intend to see the lively people at all. Why is there another fuss now?
The girl looked at Wen Yan, tears accumulated in her eyes, and said angrily: "You like it if you don't like it, why should you make such an excuse!" Then she ran away crying.
Wang Yixin and Zheng Lin were stunned when they saw this scene. In fact, everyone present was almost the same.
But Wen Yan seemed as if he didn't know how many languages ​​he spoke, and his expression didn't change at all. Ignoring the gaze of everyone, he walked indifferently from the cafeteria, even holding the gift from the girl just now.
It wasn't until Wen Yan's figure disappeared that there was a steady stream of discussion in the cafeteria.
Wang Yixin slammed Zheng Lin with his elbow, "Hey, is it true that you said Xue Yu? Or is it just to reject the excuses that other girls find?"
Zheng Lin was a little uncertain: "If you just say this in order to reject others, you are killing the enemy one thousand and harming eight hundred, right? If it is passed out, it will become true ..."
After hearing this, Ji Ling finally understood why they were so surprised, and said, "Isn't he gay?"
Wang Yixin was lost in thought: "I don't know if he is gay, but at least until today, no one thinks he is gay." Although Xue Yu had never been in love at school, he was famous for his gentleness and patience with girls. He has never had a scandal with the same sex, and the good-looking handsome is also cleansing himself. Although there are a few suspicions of central air conditioning, this does not prevent him from being popular!
As long as he has no one day, women feel that they have hope!
If women knew he was gay, how could they confess to him? !!
Zheng Lin supported her chin: "Or is it that Xue Yu is actually a deep cabinet ?! If he likes men, then it seems that he can resist the gentle offensive of women without falling for the past four years! "Thinking about it, if he did! How could I refuse such a temptation-confusion!
Wang Yixin: "You seem to have some truth ..."
Zheng Lin: "But it doesn't rule out that he is just impatient, so he casually finds an excuse to refuse others, once and for all. After this incident, I don't think any girl will confess to him ..."
Wang Yixin: "If you say he is really gay, is it the upper one or the lower one?"
Zheng Lin suddenly became interested: "He looks so good, it should be the following, hey hey?"
Ji Ling: "..."
Didn't these two goods look like they didn't believe in rational analysis just now? Why did you start talking up and down in the blink of an eye? Sure enough, he should not be hopeful about the moral conduct of contemporary college students.
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Wen Yan walked out of the school with a gift. When he met the classmates who greeted him on the road, they all smiled back with a kind smile.
He didn't live on campus, but rented a single apartment across the street not far from the school. He came to the stairwell, when no one was there, so he threw the gifts in his hands into the trash. barrel.
A tick-the elevator just came to the first floor and the metal door opened.
Wen Yan took the elevator to the eighteenth floor, took out the key and opened the room door, put on the slippers, went to the living room to open the curtains, and narrowed his eyes to look at the dark sky outside.
There is no temperature in the black eyes, which implies deep self-mockery and irony.
It has been ten days since he woke up in this world.
But that didn't make him moody.
Resurrection I ... He still watched the teenager die in front of himself again.
Even more powerless and desperate than the last life ... even if he did everything he could, the result still remained unchanged, and he couldn't keep the one he loved.
At that moment, he began to doubt the meaning of his existence.
He climbed up unscrupulously, so that his hands were soaked with blood for the power of money, and finally achieved his purpose, overriding countless nobles as a civilian. It stands to reason that he succeeded and should be happy, but all this can't actually bring satisfaction to his soul, nor can it fill his empty soul. He is like a ghost living in the shadows, and can't stand in the sunshine anyway. Even if he gets more, he can't hide his lowly and dark heart, nor can the nobles really care about him and respect him.
There is only one person, who is a high aristocrat, but does not care about his identity as a civilian, does not care about his mistakes, always treats him as an equal person, and is willing to give him gentleness and kindness ... but he cannot protect that person.
What is it for to live?
Wen Yan questioned himself so many times.
For him ... it's just for one person.
Without that person, the world has no meaning to him, but he finally survives.
Because the young man's last order was to keep him alive.
He is worried about him ...
Wen Yan thought of the teenager, and his eyes slowly appeared gentle and painful look.
I vowed never to betray you again, to give you my loyalty, my life, everything to me ... so I will obey your orders and live well, so you will be happy, right? I will let you see that I am doing well.
Wen Yan has left Emperor Star since that day.
Leaving the centre of empire power where he had stood at all heights in the last life.
He wandered in the universe for some time, and finally came to Beilun Xingluan Shuicheng and returned to the hut where they once lived.
This planet was at stake, and Ji Ling protected it at the expense of himself. He really cares about everything here, the people and friends here.
A juvenile is different from himself. He only cares about the juvenile from the beginning to the end, and does not care about the life and death of other people ... Except for the juvenile, the life of any person is of no value in his eyes and can be abandoned at will.
But this time, he wanted to protect the place where the boy wanted to protect.
Protect the people he wants to protect.
Try, care about the lives of others, try, and live like a normal person.
Wen Yan lived there for many years, and Bei Fengxing gradually turned from a backward and lonely planet to become the famous rich and stable planet of the Moore galaxy. People live and work here, praising the powerful existence of the secret guardian planet.
People think he is compassionate and compassionate.
Even if you don't know his identity, you won't be too grateful for him.
Wen Yan never thought that one day, a selfish and ruthless person like himself would also get the sincere gratitude and respect of others.
It is a pity that he is not as powerful as they think. People here have never seen the true strong in the universe.
This is just a small slap in the vast universe ...
Here he can guard countless people like a god, but in Emperor Star, in front of the true strong, he cannot even guard one of his favorite people.
He is but a weak man.
In front of fate, they are weak and sad like ants.
Rebirth is meaningless to him.
To survive is nothing more than his commitment to his beloved.
It took him many years to fulfill that promise, and when he thought it was finally over ... but woke up again.
Come to this ancient yet unencumbered, small and fragile ancient earth, and wake up to a cowardly human with a hangover.
Although it looks ridiculous, Wen Yan calmly accepted it.
Not everyone has the right and freedom to choose to die. In this case, he chooses to accept the arrangement of fate.
Stop doing unnecessary resistance.
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Ji Ling had a bland and happy college career, and she drew pictures every day in class.
Every day, Wang Yixin and Zheng Lin looked forward to Miss Ning's visit to Ji Ling, and repeatedly instructed that if Ji Ling was invited by Ning Kehan, he must not forget his good brother.
Chen Ming happened to be out of class that day. Later, when he learned of the incident, he extended his thumbs up to Ji Ling. He volunteered to be willing to saddle Ji Xiaoling, and said that he must call on him next time.
What a group of young college students ...
Ji Ling admired his face to the mirror. He always knew that he looked pretty flattering, but he didn't expect that there would be so many benefits to being mixed in a department of grass. He didn't feel anything when he was in high school.
I ’m pretty good now. If it was what it looked like in the interstellar world, would that be okay? Afraid not to be drowned by the crazy bee wave butterfly every day!
Hmm ... Suddenly, I seem to understand why they like themselves. Those snake ailments are actually dead-end controls!
I understand them after thinking about it this way, hey, the world of Yan Kong is just so irrational.
So, just ordinary!
In addition to class, Ji Ling usually took out her sketchbook and drew some beautiful scenes she saw in another world.
He gradually began to look at all of this calmly, but in fact, he didn't need to deliberately avoid it. He would never meet those people anymore, would he? Just treat it as an exotic sight.
The magnificent world gave him a lot of inspiration.
Don't think about bad tasks, there are actually many beautiful things to remember ...
A week passed quickly. On Friday afternoon, Wang Yixin said to Ji Ling, "Let's go play games at night, will you go?"
Ji Ling shook her head: "I go home."
Zheng Lin enviously said: "It is good to be home, and you can go home on weekends."
Chen Ming smiled, "Why, you want to go home too?"
Zheng Lin: "... No, I don't want to."
He hasn't enjoyed his free college career, who would be so impatient to go home! They are not unweaned children, and their parents will suffocate to play a game at home.
Do n’t go back, never go back!
Then the three turned to look at Ji Ling, who was already packing, and was glad to pack his bag to go home, and said in unison: "... Xiao Ling is still a child."
Ji Ling drew his lips: "..."
You guys do n’t understand the beauty of home. Do you know what is leaving the country? Alone? I really do n’t know how to be in the blessing, but I have died once, and I have an unyielding soul to go home at all costs!
And how many months has he been back? It's time for homesickness ...
You cannot understand me.
Ji Ling didn't bother to care about these guys and went out to call his mother. Dad was away from home on business trips this week. In order to prevent himself from going home suddenly, it would be better to say something.
It took a while before Yang Wei's phone was connected. Her voice was low and she said, "What's wrong, Xiao Ling?"
Ji Ling immediately realized: "Are you in a meeting?"
Yang Wei: "Yes."
Ji Ling said, "I'm ready to go home, how often do you come back, mom?"
Yang Wei thought for a while, and said, "It may take several hours to end the meeting ... so, come to the company and wait for me, and I will take you out for dinner directly after work."
Ji Ling laughed: "Okay."
He hung up the phone, beckoned a car, and went straight to Yang Wei's company.
Yang Wei's company, Ji Ling, has been here a few times before, so she is still familiar. The young lady at the front desk also knew Ji Ling and smiled when she saw him: "Xiao Ling is here. I heard that you were injured before. Is it better? "
Ji Ling said neatly: "Much better."
Sister Miss said with a smile: "That's good, you're here to see Sister Yang, go up yourself."
Ji Ling took the elevator directly to go upstairs. At this point, many employees were already off work, and the rest of the office were lit, all of whom were working overtime.
He remembered that his mother was in a meeting and he didn't bother, so he prepared to sit in a chair in the corridor and wait.
But go to the bathroom first ...
Ji Ling hummed the music happily, dangled water, washed his hands, and washed his hands. When he came out, he accidentally bumped into a person because he bowed his head and looked up, and he couldn't help but look slightly.
The man was tall, long, handsome, deep-skinned, and sharp-edged. He was wearing a straight gray suit, and even the collar of his shirt was meticulously pinched. No flaws could be found on his body, looking cold and abstinent. .
I don't know why. Ji Ling always felt that the man's gaze saw him a little uncomfortable. There seemed to be something deeply depressed. He was a little nervous at the moment, and said embarrassedly, "Sorry ..."
Jing Sui Dingding looked at the boy in front of his eyes, and his fingers curled slightly.
The teenager had white-white skin, dark and clear eyes, and black short hair fell softly on his forehead. He smiled cleanly and mildly. He was wearing a round neck t-shirt, jeans, white sneakers, and a shoulder his shoulders. Looking at him smartly, there was a little anxiety and curiosity.
Jing Sui did not expect to see the boy again in such a sudden.
His expression was a little dignified, and a bit unnatural due to restraint, a moment's silence, and said dumbly, "It doesn't matter."
Ji Ling smiled apologetically, and was about to leave from the man, but the moment he passed by wrongly, suddenly his wrist was held and held, the man's palm was hot and his fingertips were hard.
Ji Ling froze for a moment, and looked back, facing the dark and complicated black eyes.
Jing Sui's thin lips clenched and asked slowly, "Who are you looking for?"
Ji Ling saw him look so serious, as if tortured by a business spy, confused and quickly explained: "I came to Yang Wei, she is my mother."
Just as he thought about where he looked like a bad guy ...
The man said again, "You are Ji Ling?"
Ji Ling looked at each other blankly. Does this person know him?
Jing Sui looked at the young man's blank eyes, pressed the surging emotions in his chest, took a deep breath, using a calm and gentle tone as possible: "I heard that Yang Wei's son was injured in a car accident not long ago, it seems to be called Ji Ling, so ... ... are you Ji Ling? "
Ji Ling suddenly realized that it was because of this incident that the other party knew his name. It seemed that he was famous for his injuries. He immediately relaxed and nodded: "Yes, yes."
Jing Sui let go of his hand without a trace, and remained silent for a few seconds, and said hoarsely, "Yang Wei is still in a meeting. You can come to my office to sit for a while and go to her when the meeting is over."
Ji Ling looked at him in doubt. This man had a terrible expression just now, and his eyes were sharp and weird. Now he invited himself to rest in his office. His attitude really changed quickly!
But-this should be because of your identity.
From an early age, Ji Ling liked his uncles, uncles, and older brothers and sisters. He regarded Jing Sui as an enthusiastic colleague of his mother, and he didn't find it strange.
The chair in the hallway was cold and hard to sit. It was not very comfortable, and the air conditioner was a bit cold. Ji Ling wanted to agree, but he didn't know him before. He hesitated for a moment and asked carefully: "Will that disturb you?"
Jing Sui looked at the teenager's eyes with careful thought, and a faint smile on his lips could not help but said: "No."
Ji Ling immediately said happily, "Thank you."
Jing Sui's throat knot shook a bit, and he turned his eyes and turned, "Come with me."
Ji Ling followed the man, went up a level with him, and came to the office at the end of the corridor.
Wow! This office looks so big and luxurious. There is a living room in front. The floor is covered with solid wood floors and carpets. It is the office space. There are sofas and bookshelves next to it. Extraordinary to come.
Ji Ling looked at this office with a totally different style from her mother's office, and finally realized that the identity of a man should be unusual. This should be at least the level of vice president, right?
Oops, is it so inappropriate that I just promised so easily?
Ji Ling shuddered a little, followed behind the man nervously, glanced at the desk in front, and quickly glanced over the nameplate: Fu Jingshen.
Ji Ling: ...
Oh leak, his legs are starting to soften.
No wonder I just thought that this man was not ordinary. It turned out to be the pressure from the overbearing president! Ji Xiaoling started to retreat again. He didn't want to rest in the office of his mother's boss. He would be nervous!
Thinking about how to find an excuse to leave, Jing Sui has turned again and said to Ji Lingyi: "You can sit and rest."
Ji Ling glanced at the leather sofa next to her, and thought that if she said now, would she look too deliberate? Why don't you pretend to sit for a while and then take a chance to drive away?
Ji Ling said perfectly well: "Okay."
Then walked over to sit down orderly, more obedient than facing the teacher.
Jing Sui lowered his eyes and retracted his gaze. Although the teenager didn't say anything, he clearly realized his identity, and he could see his cramp and nervousness from the sitting position. It was as if the brother Jing Sui always called himself, approached himself unknowingly and said that he liked himself, but in fact he was afraid of his identity and would be afraid of his teenager ...
Although he never wanted teenagers to fear him.
Jing Sui raised his hand and gently pulled his tie. His heart was dull and he couldn't breathe, but he couldn't tell anyone. After a while, I stepped aside and prepared to drink for the teenager, but I looked at it. There was only coffee in the office, so I called Shen Zhuoming to come in.
As soon as Shen Zhuoming came in, she saw Ji Ling sitting in a chair and said unexpectedly, "Why are you Xiaoling here?"
Ji Ling met Shen Zhuoming several times and said, "Hello Brother, I'm here to find my mother."
Shen Zhuoming thought that was the case, but how did your child come to Fu's office? How can you run like this? What if Mr. Fu is offended? He was about to open up for Ji Ling to go to him, but stunned his boss's gaze coldly, his expression frightened and knotted.
Jing Sui looked at him lightly: "Go back to buy a cup of milk tea, right ..." He said half, turning to look at Ji Ling tenderly, "Do you want polysaccharides or less sugar?"
Ji Ling: "... polysaccharide."
Jing Sui's expression was mild and complicated, and the child also liked sweetness. He raised his eyes to Shen Zhuoming and said, "Are you clear?"
Shen Zhuoming: "..."
He walked out of the president's office, thinking of the scene just now, and feeling like a dream, is he crazy? His ruthless and inhumane workaholic boss even asked a child tenderly whether he wanted to drink polysaccharide or sugar-free milk tea, and instructed his dignified president assistant to go out and buy milk tea for the child! ?
Wait, when is his President Fu, so gentle with others?
It's scary! !! !!
Shen Zhuoming felt that he must be crazy, but he did not dare to obey the order, took out the 100-meter sprint speed to buy milk for Ji Ling, and then respectfully sent to Jing Sui's office, and never dared to say more With years of keen intuition as his assistant, he felt that he should talk less if he didn't want to die!
Ji Ling was sitting on the soft sofa, holding the warm milk tea, her eyes were dull, she looked at the milk tea for a while, then looked up at the man at the desk secretly.
Since the man had instructed Shen Zhuoming, he started sitting in the focused office there, and did not look at him so that Ji Ling would not be so cramped.
Seeing that the man has not looked up, Ji Ling's eyes slowly became unscrupulous.
This person doesn't look terrible ...
He suddenly remembered that he was in the hospital last time. It was this Mr. Fu who specifically asked Brother Shen to take a vacation for his mother and let his mother accompany him in the hospital. what!
Except that his expression was a bit scary at first, he always looked gentle after he knew his identity.
Being a president is not only harsh, but also so kind and friendly, and also takes good care of people, it is so rare! If he would help the old lady across the street, Ji Ling had no doubt!
Looks like a very good person.
Suddenly Ji Ling wasn't afraid or nervous.
His sitting position was also loose, and the whole person fell into the sofa, started to take out his mobile phone and watch TV, while drinking milk tea while watching, the temperature of the air conditioner was just right, let alone more comfortable ...
Jing Sui looked down at the documents on the table, and squeezed the corner of the paper tightly with his fingers. He exhausted his efforts to restrain his urge to look up, so that the teenager would not want to escape from here.
He must pretend not to care.
The contents of the document were dense and dense, but he didn't see a word. He looked like a rigid machine, turning a page every few minutes, but always kept an eye on the movement in the room. He could hear the teenager sitting On the sofa, the sound of changing postures from time to time, and what seemed to be interesting, occasionally made a pleasant chuckle.
Although you can't see it, you can imagine the teenager sitting there, cozy and lazy, like a quiet kitten.
The more you get along, the more you feel similar.
Despite different looks, different voices, and different identities ... but the indescribable familiarity hit the heart of Jing Sui again and again like a giant wave.
Makes him almost impossible to curb the delusions of his heart.
He was born again in the last life, and the boy was born again. This time he came to this world. Is it possible for the boy to ... come to this world one step ahead?
Is it possible, right in front of him?
Jing Sui closed his eyes and exhaled slowly. After a long time, he didn't hear any movement, then raised his head, and saw the teenager crooked on the sofa, the mobile phone slipped beside him, I do n’t know when to sleep Passed.
Jing Sui slowly got up from the chair, moved his already stiff body, came to the sofa, and stared straight at the teenager's face.
Actually he wanted to be near him, but he knew he couldn't do that, it would only scare the teenager away from him.
This child seems to be dull but sensitive. He is alert to anyone approaching. You must be very careful not to be aware of his intentions and to flee from him ...
Jing Sui stared at this face with affection, juvenile eyelashes trembled, white-skinned skin glowed with pearl-like luster under the light, nose moved slightly, pink lips opened, and a light and even breathing sound ...
So is it you?
If you also came to this world, do you remember all that?
He wanted to ask many questions, but couldn't say a word. It turned out that at this moment, he was like a coward, and he didn't even dare to say a question ... he would be so frightened.
Afraid of not getting the answer you want.
I'm afraid I can only watch the teenager leave again in front of him.
After all, he hated him so much ...
For a long time, Jing Sui leaned down and lowered her head, approaching the face of the teenager, hiding the weakness and sorrow in her eyes, and whispered: "Xiao Ling ..."