In-house help system

It was almost eleven o'clock when Ji Wenliang got home.

It was pitch black in the villa.

He thought that Feng Rui had gone to bed early, so he felt more at ease.

But after opening the door, I felt something was wrong.

The air smelled of smoke and alcohol.

He frowned, fumbled for the wall and turned on the light in the living room.

The living room was instantly brightened.

Feng Rui was sitting on the sofa with his back facing him, smoking a cigarette, exhaling smoke rings from his mouth.

He was still wearing the suit he wore at work, and he didn't know how long he had been sitting there.

Ji Wenliang walked forward in two or three steps, bypassing the swaying wine bottles on the ground, grabbed the cigarette in his hand, and threw it into the ashtray.

The strong smell of alcohol made him dizzy, and there was some sternness in his voice, "What are you doing?"

Smoking and drinking again, does this mean that you don't want to die?

Feng Rui didn't appear drunk after drinking so much, but said calmly: "You went to see Zhou Tong."

It sounded like a question, but it was actually an affirmative sentence.

Why see Zhou Tong?

Ji Wenliang bent down to pick up the wine bottles one by one, and put them aside, "Didn't you say it? Class reunion."

Seeing Feng Rui not cherishing his body like this, he was naturally in a bad mood, and his tone revealed a rare impatience.

Since returning to China, he felt that Feng Rui had taken away his patience bit by bit, and now there was not much left.

But he glanced at Feng Rui who was sitting quietly on the sofa, and felt a little sad and emotional.

Is he torturing himself like this because of the heroine's departure?

I can't help but sigh in my heart, isn't this torturing me?

It can be seen that love is really not a good thing.

People who are in love with each other want to be together, and they have to go through some twists and turns.

Not to mention this kind of I love you, you love him, it is really suffering.

He compares his heart with his heart like this, thinking that Feng Rui should also feel uncomfortable.

Well, what's the fuss with a drunk?

Feng Rui was already very sad, if he blamed him again, wouldn't it make things worse?

Thinking of this, he softened his tone and said softly, "Go to sleep."

When Feng Rui heard the words passing by his ears, his eyes became hot, and he almost shed tears.

Why...why is this person always so gentle?

It's like just after a rain in spring, there is a gentle wind blowing again, with moisture in the wind, gently caressing the face, indescribably comfortable and cozy.

But the wind wasn't just blowing on him.

His eyes swept over the neatly arranged wine bottles on the ground, and then fixed his eyes on Ji Wenliang.

Ji Wenliang was wiping the cigarette ash on the tea table with a paper towel.

It was still so calm and breezy, as if nothing could annoy him.

He couldn't help being aggrieved, followed by unwillingness.

Why is he in pain here, but this person doesn't feel anything?

Suddenly he wanted to cut open this man's chest and take a look, to see what was in his heart.

No, maybe when he cut open the chest, he would find that there was nothing inside.

This man has no heart.

Feng Rui touched his chest with his hands, feeling the beating of his heart.

Unfortunately, he has a heart.

It's just that there is a knife stuck in this heart, and Ji Wenliang's name is engraved on the blade.

If the knife is pulled out, dripping blood will definitely be pulled out, but if it is inserted all the time, the constant throbbing pain cannot be escaped.

At this moment, he suddenly felt hatred for this knife.

The hatred mixed with the alcohol became more and more intense, stimulating the nerves to throb.

Suddenly, I want the person in front of me to feel pain too.

After drinking so much wine, his rationality has already melted seven or eight points. When such an idea came into his mind, his body immediately took action.

Looking at Ji Wenliang, he calmly said: "Are you happy with what Zhou Tong did?"

These words were like a bomb falling on Ji Wenliang's feet.

Ji Wenliang didn't react for a while.

How could Feng Rui say such a thing?How could it be him?

But now there is no one else in the living room.

After a while, he realized that Feng Rui was indeed talking to him.

The primer finally burned out, and the bomb/bomb exploded loudly.

Ji Wenliang's face turned pale, and his ears were filled with roaring sounds.

He took two steps back uncontrollably, his chest heaving up and down, it took him a long time to find the strength to speak, and asked in a trembling voice, "What did you say?"

Seeing his face change, Feng Rui felt a little joy in his heart. He suddenly got up from the sofa and walked forward step by step.

Vicious words blurted out uncontrollably.

"I said, why are you so cheap?"

"A private meeting with your old lover just after returning to China?"

"Are you so eager to find something?"

Ji Wenliang was forced to retreat steadily by him, only to feel that the blood all over his body was surging continuously, rushing straight to his brain, and his pale face turned red again.

He wanted to raise his hand to slap Feng Rui, but it seemed as if all the energy in his body had been sucked out, and he didn't have any strength at all.

Every word punished his heart, making him want to shed tears, and he couldn't help but lower his head.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Feng Rui couldn't restrain the anger in his heart, grabbed his collar, gritted his teeth and said, "Speak."

Ji Wenliang held back his tears for a long time, but they still fell.

The man was extremely angry, but calmed down instead. He broke Feng Rui's hand that was holding onto his collar, and said coldly, "Let go."

This was flatly rejected.

Feng Rui squinted his eyes, and said with a sneer, "Zhou Tong can touch it, but I can't."

"I want to touch."

As soon as he finished speaking, he wrapped Ji Wenliang's waist and dragged him to the sofa.

Ji Wenliang was taken aback by his actions, not knowing why he was going crazy, and resisted desperately.

Feng Rui's tall figure pressed down, grabbed Ji Wenliang's fidgeting hands with one hand and raised them above his head, clamped his chin with the other hand, and kissed him hard.

Ji Wenliang was struggling hard at first, but he never expected Feng Rui to make such a move. His shock was greater than his anger, and he froze, and was kissed firmly.

At first it was purely to vent anger, but after kissing and kissing, it changed.

Below him is the person he has wanted for many years, and who he has cherished carefully for many years.

Desire and reason kept tearing and colliding, and Feng Rui's movements became more and more gentle.

Sensing that Ji Wenliang was no longer struggling, he raised his body slightly and parted his lips.

Ji Wenliang still had tears on his eyelashes, and looked at him incredulously.

Feng Rui was stunned by his gaze, sobered up a little, as if frightened by his actions.

Stand up suddenly.

He turned and left in embarrassment.

He ran fast, but left Ji Wenliang alone in the living room.

Ji Wenliang still maintained his posture lying on the sofa.

My mind was a mess.

Feng Rui's verbal insults made him angry and sad, and felt disheartened.

But then Feng Rui kissed him again.

Why did Feng Rui kiss him?

Ji Wenliang reached out and touched his lips, it seemed that Feng Rui's temperature was still on it.

Shouldn't such a passionate and tender kiss only happen between lovers?

Could it be... Feng Rui likes him?

But what about the heroine Su Siyu?

Countless questions were circling in his mind, and he couldn't figure out why after much deliberation.

terribly upset.

Turning around, he saw that there was still half a bottle of wine on the coffee table.

He sat up abruptly, grabbed the wine bottle, and poured it into his mouth.

After Ji Wenliang drank, his head was dizzy, but he stopped thinking about it.

Feeling that his eyelids were a bit heavy, he lay obliquely on the sofa and closed his eyes.

I don't feel like I've fallen asleep.

In a daze, there were bursts of noise in my ears.

For some reason, he was in the canteen of the high school with a prepared meal in his hand.

"Excuse me." A classmate turned to him and said.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Ji Wenliang realized that he was blocking the way of others, and stood aside.

Now that the meal was ready, it was natural to find a seat, Ji Wenliang looked around and began to look for Feng Rui.

The cafeteria was crowded with people. He searched row by row, but couldn't find it. He was panicking when he suddenly saw Feng Rui sitting in the corner.

"Feng Rui!" Ji Wenliang shouted happily.

Maybe it was because the environment was too noisy, Feng Rui didn't hear it.

Ji Wenliang had no choice but to squeeze through the crowd and walk in his direction.

Halfway there, I suddenly saw a girl sitting opposite Feng Rui.

He was a little anxious, and ran forward in two steps, trying to tell the girl, this is my place.

But when he saw the girl's face, he was startled.

It was Su Siyu.

That's right, Feng Rui should sit with Su Siyu.

But where do I sit?

Where should I sit?

Suddenly, a mist came from nowhere, and the surrounding area was completely white again, and I couldn't see anything.

After the fog cleared, the surrounding scene became a basketball court again.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Feng Rui, who was wearing a black basketball uniform, throwing a ball chicly.

Then came a whistle.

He knew it was game over.

He also knew that Feng Rui needed water now.

Looking down, there was indeed a bottle of water in his hand.

He thought, Feng Rui can't come over this time, he has to deliver the water himself.

So he trotted to Feng Rui's side, raised the bottle and said, "Feng Rui, give you water."

But Feng Rui didn't answer, he just smiled politely and said, "No need."

Turned around and left.

no need?

Why not?

Ji Wen felt suspicious and wanted to ask again.

Chasing Feng Rui hard.

But Feng Rui walked too fast, Ji Wenliang couldn't catch up anyway.

Running and running, she actually ran to the Feng family's villa.

He took the key out of his pocket, put it in the lock, and couldn't open it no matter how hard he turned it.

It's as if the key doesn't match the lock.

Suddenly, the door opened from the inside.

There was a lady standing at the door, she asked in surprise, "Assistant Ji? What's the matter?"

Ji Wenliang felt that she looked familiar, so after careful identification, it turned out to be Su Siyu, but it seemed that she had lost her childishness and became more mature.

He saw Feng Rui wearing home clothes through the crack of the door, and couldn't help shouting: "Feng Rui!"

Hearing the shout, Feng Rui turned his head, frowned, and said, "Why are you here? Is there something in the company?"

Ji Wenliang was taken aback by his indifferent tone, he opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

The surrounding scene distorted, and Ji Wenliang felt dizzy.

It's black in front of you.

He was frightened and shouted loudly: "Feng Rui, where are you?"

Feng Rui, where are you?

The sound of footsteps came from behind, becoming more and more clear.

Ji Wenliang turned his head abruptly and found Feng Rui standing behind him.

Feng Rui stretched out his hand to him with a smile.

"I am here."

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I can't bear to read this chapter, I just checked it once~Welcome to catch bugs~