The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

Yanyang City, sitting on a wooden chair under the sycamore tree.

Yanjiu and Zhou Jing share the same piece of cake.

Zhou Jing found it interesting: "I have never eaten anything like this, Yanjiu, do you like it?"

Yanjiu didn't seem to like eating much, so he spoke calmly:

"It's just that I didn't eat it when I was a kid. I always wondered what the cake tasted like. When I grew up, I always wanted to buy a piece when I saw it. The taste was just like that."

Not only food, Yanjiu doesn't seem to like anything in particular.

Suddenly, Yanjiu turned his head and looked at Zhou Jing:

"Can you give me your hand?"

Zhou Jing was puzzled: "Huh?"

Yanjiu said bluntly: "I want to show you my palm."

Zhou Jing stretched out his hand to Yan Jiu, and he smiled and teased: "Why, you haven't been at the Bai family for so many years, and you have turned around to learn fortune telling?"

However, Yanjiu's next words made Zhou Jing take back his smile.

Yanjiu: "Who is that person? You have fallen in love with someone."

Hearing this, Zhou Jing wanted to take his hand back. He had never thought that Yan Jiu could calculate anything.

Warlocks can tell the lives of ordinary people, but to tell the lives of warlocks, you have to be a little wise.

It's not that Zhou Jing doesn't believe in Yanjiu, he just didn't expect that Yanjiu could calculate something at such a young age.

Unexpectedly, Yanjiu continued:

"Your leg was also broken because of that person."

Then, Yanjiu looked at Zhou Jing and asked seriously:

"Is that person human?"

Zhou Jing smiled and sighed: "I didn't expect that you could really tell fortunes."

Yanjiu sat up straight, looked up at the tops of the sycamore trees, and couldn't help himself:

"I don't want to pry into the secrets that everyone wants to hide in their hearts, but every hexagram I make seems to have its own destiny and must be calculated."

Zhou Jing looked at Yanjiu seriously: "Yanjiu, can you do me a favor?"

Yanjiu was not surprised by this: "Tell me about it and do my best."

Zhou Jing smiled bitterly:

"It's true as you said, I like someone, but I can't be with him.

So, Yanjiu, if possible, can you marry me?

In that person's eyes, once they get married, they can no longer be entangled. "

Yanjiu was confused: "Listen to what you said, you like him and he likes you, why can't you be together?"

Zhou Jing slowly shook his head: "He doesn't like me, and besides, there are secular constraints. There are many reasons that I can't explain at the moment."

After saying that, Zhou Jing looked at Yanjiu sincerely:

"Yanjiu, can you help me? If one day you meet someone you like, I will help you explain and we will break off the engagement."

Yanjiu said very nonchalantly:

"It's just getting married, it's not a big deal.

As for the person I like, it is probably difficult to meet me. My horoscope seems to have little connection with the world.

God will not be so kind and send me a person who is in love with me. "

Indeed, love is something that has always been beyond Yanjiu's knowledge.

Without much expectation, reverence or contempt, Yanjiu has always had a "no chance with me" attitude towards love.

As for marriage, it is not entirely important to him.

Everything is an external object, not worthy of his attention.

……

At first, it was Shang Jing who knew that Yanjiu and Zhou Jing had agreed to get married.

That day, Yanjiu and Shang Jing asked for leave: "Mr. Shang, I want to take half a day off on the 16th."

Shang Jing flipped through the book in his hand without turning his head: "Sleeping at home?"

Yanjiu said straightforwardly: "I want to get married."

Shang Jing stopped turning the book. He sat up from the rocking chair, looked at Yanjiu and sneered:

"It's really hard for you. I only want to take half a day off to get married. Who will you marry?"

Yanjiu: "Zhou Jing."

Shang Jing stood up and walked slowly towards Yanjiu:

"Did the Bai family force you?"

Yanjiu rubbed his slightly sore shoulders: "The Bai family doesn't know yet, Zhou Jing and I discussed it ourselves."

These words were too ambiguous. At this time, Shang Jing had already walked up to Yan Jiu.

He felt very unhappy, Yanjiu, get married?

Many thoughts flashed through my mind, including the three-year toy contract, wanting Yan Jiu to be broken, and the love game theory proposed by Lu Wu.

He has not practiced anything, but Yanjiu is about to marry someone else, and kiss me and me with someone else?

He reached out and grabbed Yanjiu's shoulders, pushing Yanjiu against the wall.

Shang Jing's tone was cold: "Yanjiu...did you forget the contract with me?"

Instantly, a sharp sense of oppression swept through Yanjiu's body.

Yanjiu was a little confused, angry? Why is Shang Jing angry?

It's a bit inappropriate for a practitioner to be so irritable.

Yanjiu gave Shang Jing's hand a symbolic push but did not push it away, so Yanjiu stopped struggling.

He raised his head slightly and stared directly at Shang Jing, who was half a head taller than him:

"Mr. Shang, what I signed is really not a contract of sale. It is my freedom to get married or not."

Immediately afterwards, Yanjiu said half truthfully and half falsely:

"Besides, I don't want to live alone, so it's good to have Zhou Jing as my company.

I'm also afraid that one day it will really break as you wish. "

The semi-forced posture made Shang Jing and Yan Jiu very close.

Shang Jing looked directly into Yan Jiu's eyes for the first time, but there was no emotion in those eyes.

Like a quiet lake, a pool of stagnant water, full of indifference.

Shang Jing let go, and a huge emptiness surged in his heart, followed closely by desire.

He had never seen eyes as calm as Yan Jiu.

At this moment, he wanted Yanjiu's eyes to be filled with emotions, joy, fear, anger...any emotion.

However, Yanjiu yawned and slapped Shang Jing's hand away:

"Boss, it's time for me to eat after get off work. I'm hungry."

Shang Jing let go, and as he watched Yanjiu's leaving figure, something seemed to flash through his mind.

Many of Yanjiu's loves seem to be fake.

I don’t have a favorite color, food, season…

He looks like a greedy businessman, but is this really the case?

Shang Jing suddenly became very curious about Yan Jiu.