A Guide to Saving the Wicked

Time soon approached the weekend, and the banquet was tomorrow, Xie Jiawen suddenly became a little nervous.

During this week, Jing Haoyang would come here occasionally, and most of the time, his aunt would come to deliver food, but every time Jing Haoyang came, he would bring him something.

At first I brought food, but later I realized I had enough, so I brought him a game console.If the principal hadn't come to persuade him tearfully, Jing Haoyang would have given him a computer cabin in the dormitory, and put a computer in it.

It's too ostentatious, every time Xie Jiawen thinks about it, he thinks that with Jing Haoyang's frightening appearance, it's really a blessing that he didn't get beaten at school when he was alone.

This time the banquet was even more ostentatious. Xie Jiawen never expected that he would see a big man who could only be seen on TV in a small banquet.

And all those big men were very polite to him.

It was also at this time that Xie Jiawen had a deep understanding of the background behind Jing Haoyang.

It's so big that he doesn't need to show face to others, and others will post it with a smile on their faces.

All this deeply shocked Xie Jiawen, he took two steps back in a daze, and found Jing Haoyang, who could become the center of the banquet even if he was sitting in the corner—does he know how precious the things he surrendered are so precious.

When you graduate from university, the Xie family will belong to you.

Why did he say this so easily.

Jing Haoyang, what kind of person are you?

Jing Haoyang himself is very indifferent to all this, and the status accumulated by wealth is the most unreliable for him.Even because of the wealth, piles of people came up one after another, which made him very impatient.

He is very clear about his position. Even if he has no money, he can drive a battleship to destroy the world. What's the use of asking for the respect of people in a book.

So he didn't care, he sent Xie Shi away with him. For him, it was more than throwing away a pile of garbage.

He could feel the unbroken line of sight on his body, but he didn't pay attention to anyone.

When a familiar sight fell on him suddenly, he froze for a moment and looked over.

Xie Jiawen held a glass of juice in his hand, his eyes were confused, as if he had lost his way, he stood there blankly, and stared at him blankly.

His thin body made him look very pitiful and helpless.

What wronged my little brother?

Sighing helplessly, Jing Haoyang got up from the sofa resignedly.

What can he do with such a weak little brother, he feels that if he doesn't get over it, the little brother will cry.

"What's the matter? Who bullied you?" When Jing Haoyang said this, his eyes were a little dangerous, and he squinted slightly to glance at the people around Xie Jiawen.

Xie Jiawen came back to his senses, his eyes were complicated, and he looked at Jing Haoyang without speaking.

Wronged?Jing Haoyang couldn't read his eyes: "Huh?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired." Xie Jiawen casually concealed the reason for his distraction before, took a deep breath, and got ready to attend the banquet.

Jing Haoyang frowned: "Go back to sleep when you're tired."

Seeing Jing Haoyang frowning, Xie Jiawen thought that he had made Jing Haoyang unhappy, after all, this banquet was specially held for him.

Before he could explain, he heard Jing Haoyang continue: "I knew you were still sore, and you will run hard with me in the future. Your poor physical fitness will cause you to waste a week after running a few laps."

Xie Jiawen: I'm not, I don't, don't make up your mind again!

Jing Haoyang suddenly became happy again: "I wanted to leave a long time ago, this banquet gave me a headache."

The refusal stopped on his lips, Xie Jiawen smiled: "Well, let's go, let's take a rest."

After finishing speaking, Jing Haoyang took Xie Jiawen directly upstairs.When someone saw this and wanted to ask about the situation, the executive president of City B Branch standing in the middle of the banquet came over in a personable manner: "If you have anything to do, you can directly contact me."

Until he returned to his bedroom, Xie Jiawen still hadn't reacted, his eyes were fixed on something excitedly, and he kept thinking about it.

They went straight away!There are still so many people below, the two of them just left as the masters of the villa!

Jing Haoyang was also in Xie Jiawen's bedroom. Seeing Xie Jiawen staring at the computer with bright eyes, he thought he understood: "Want to write code? Go, I'll play games with you for a while."

what?

Xie Jiawen didn't respond.

Looking back at Jing Haoyang.

Jing Haoyang is very considerate: "Don't worry about me, you can write code, I will try a new game."

emmmmm... Did he miss something, why does he feel like he can't understand the topic anymore.

But since Jing Haoyang said it, he didn't ask any more questions, and turned on the computer to continue writing codes.

The more I write, the more addicted I become, and the more I write, the more crazy I become, until I forget where I am.

Jing Haoyang looked in Xie Jiawen's direction: "Hurry up and grow up." He never wanted to hold this banquet again.

Xie Jiawen, who was confused and answered instinctively: "Hmm..."

Time flies again, Xie Jiawen is about to graduate from university.

After several years of polishing, he has matured a lot, and his behavior has also undergone tremendous changes.

It's very similar to... Jing Haoyang's iceberg-shaped man who was thrown into the center of the earth long ago.

There are many girls who have a crush on Xie Jiawen in school, and Jing Haoyang is overjoyed. The little brother now owns a whole deep forest, and it is impossible for him to hang himself because of that crooked neck tree again.

The only regret is that the little brother has not yet enlightened.

It was a great weekend, and the company was supported by him, but my little brother actually came to the office to ask him to learn how to manage the company.

If he had the time, the little brother would have a younger brother.

Not satisfied.

Stupid | forced.

Jing Haoyang was so disdainful that he almost pointed at Xie Jiawen's face and said Zhu Gusheng, but Xie Jiawen was unmoved.

He could even retort: ​​"You are older than me, aren't you still single?"

Can killing a god be called a single dog? This is called fighting for freedom. I don't understand it at all, idiot.

The two decided not to marry or fall in love as if competing with each other, and then Xie Jiawen took over the Xie family, and Jing Haoyang embarked on a journey, sending a photo to Xie Jiawen in ten and a half months, sometimes in the desert, sometimes on the glacier, and occasionally the sea...

Until Xie Jiawen was 40 years old, Jing Haoyang died without saying hello, just like his life in this life, it was so cool.

Xie Jiawen held a funeral, and the only participants were him and Assistant Zhou.

Assistant Zhou hugged Jing Haoyang's photo and wept dizzily: "We agreed, my grandson will name you, you said you just left, what should my grandson do..."

Xie Jiawen put a whole box of canned braised pork under Jing Haoyang's urn, with no sadness or joy on his face, and quietly leaned against the side.

There seemed to be low whispers in the air, blown away by the wind.

"Jing Haoyang, don't give me this in your next life..."

The author has something to say: In the first world, Jing Haoyang’s identity is Xie Jiawen’s uncle, although he is not related by blood, but %$&#@ so it is impossible to be together

The next world allows the official announcement

The next world interstellar, hostile faction

The MVP Jing Haoyang, who was holding a rocket launcher to wantonly kill the enemy, suddenly misfired, and frantically tapped 963 in his mind: Shit! ! !Look, is the man I almost killed just now my little brother! ! !