It turns out that I love you

Yuan Jingkun deserted during work, dazzled by editing pictures, used the computer as a shield, spread the drawing book on the keyboard to draw watercolors, and pretended to compare the pictures.

The supervisor, Selina, stood in the open space in front of her and clapped her hands to attract everyone's attention: "Everyone, please stop what you are doing first. I want to introduce the new director—Peter Gu."

All colleagues stood up and applauded to welcome the newly appointed director—the boss of the branch.

"Next, I would like to invite Petegu to introduce himself. Everyone is welcome." Supervisor Selina took the lead in applauding.

Peter Gu was in his thirties, with a handsome appearance, a tough temperament, a tall and straight figure, and a friendly smile: "My name is Gu Yiwei, and everyone can call me Peter Gu. I hope that everyone here will have a pleasant cooperation. .thank you all."

After the applause was over, everyone returned, and Selina led Gu Yiwei to his office.

There were bursts of gossip among the seats:

"Do you know? The new director is a standard diamond kingpin, and he is still unmarried."

"So what, you must have no hope."

"It would be a pity if such a handsome man is gay!"

"I think it's probably true. Otherwise, why aren't you married when you're in your thirties?"

Yuan Jingkun is not interested in changing the director, who will be the director, and the background of the director. Anyway, he is a part-time job, and he doesn't expect to be promoted and raised. He took a picture with his mobile phone - Gong Xinuo's big head portrait, the first The time was sent to Gong Xinuo.

After a long time, Gong Xinuo replied to him: "Baby, you ruined my image, and you have to pay me for mental damage!"

There is helplessness between the lines.

Yuan Jingkun held back his smile and replied, "I've always wanted to ask you for a beautification fee!"

During afternoon tea time, Yuan Jingkun and his colleagues were discussing the details of the design drawings in the tea room. The colleague made a joke unintentionally, and Yuan Jingkun couldn't help laughing.

This scene happened to be encountered by Gu Yiwei who was just about to come in, and was instantly attracted by Yuan Jingkun's sunny smile. What exquisite facial features, what a perfect outline, and what a charming smile warmed his whole heart in an instant.

Yuan Jingkun was sitting at the back, Gu Yiwei didn't notice him, ignoring his existence.

Colleagues found Gu Yiwei first, and said hello: "Director Gu."

Yuan Jingkun turned his head: "Director Gu."

"Hello, just call me Peter Gu." Gu Yiwei walked among them.

"I'll go first, and I'll send you the picture later." The colleague left the tea room with a cup, leaving Yuan Jingkun and Gu Yiwei behind.

The atmosphere was a bit silent, Yuan Jingkun stood by the sink brushing the cup, Gu Yiwei poured the coffee into the cup, and searched for topics: "Are you a part-time job?"

"Yes." Yuan Jingkun concentrated on washing the cups.

"Then you..." Gu Yiwei's voice was not loud, Yuan Jingkun didn't hear him, and he couldn't find other topics.

After washing the cup, Yuan Jingkun put it back to its original place. Seeing him staring at him, he asked in surprise, "Gu... Petegu, do you have anything else to do?"

Gu Yiwei realized his gaffe, quickly shook his head, lowered his head and drank his coffee.

Yuan Jingkun walked out of the tea room strangely, the director's temper is really special.

When Yuan Jingkun came to work again, Gu Yiwei gave him a set of exquisite watercolor pens. The reason was that he saw that he sometimes painted watercolors. He happened to have a set of watercolor pens at home. He didn’t need them anyway, so he just gave them to him.

Yuan Jingkun didn't think about it, thanked him, took the watercolor pen, and put it in the drawer without thinking about taking it home or using it.

In the middle of the night, the untimely ringtone of the mobile phone disturbed Gong Xinuo and Yuan Jingkun's sleep.

Yuan Jingkun, who was in Gong Xinuo's arms, frowned and turned over, with his back to Gong Xinuo, covering his head with the quilt.

Gong Xinuo lay down on his back, rubbed his eyes, picked up his cell phone, put on his glasses, and only answered the call when he went outside.

After a while, Gong Xinuo came back without any sleepiness, changed in the cloakroom, walked to the bedside, and tried to put the note under the alarm watch, but unexpectedly alarmed Yuan Jingkun.

"Whose phone number? Where are you going?" Yuan Jingkun stretched his waist and asked sleepily.

"The police called, Jing Ren was arrested for fighting, I'll go over now, you go to sleep." Gong Xinuo didn't know the specific situation, and the police at the police station said that someone must come tonight to solve the problem, otherwise he will be detained for fifteen days.

"What?" Yuan Jing sat up abruptly, and suddenly became more awake. "I also need to go."

Gong Xinuo originally didn't intend to agree with him to follow, but Yuan Jingkun insisted that he had to do as he wanted.

When they arrived at the police station, the policeman on duty asked Gong Xinuo to show his ID. Gong Xinuo handed over his ID card to the policeman. The policeman confirmed the authenticity of the ID card through online verification. They did not return the ID card to him in a hurry, but asked: " Are you Jing Ren's elder brother? Why do you two brothers have different surnames?"

Gong Xinuo couldn't explain, Yuan Jingkun wanted to answer for him.

Before they could answer, the policeman understood himself: "Oh, it's half-brother." Returning the ID card to Gong Xinuo, he said to his colleagues. "Bring Jingren."

When Jing Ren appeared in front of them, he was really scary, with blue nose and swollen eyes, dried blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, disheveled hair, disheveled clothes, and drooping his head decadently.

Under the police's order, Jing Ren raised his head, saw Gong Xinuo and Yuan Jingkun, and suddenly shouted to the police angrily: "Who asked you to notify him! He has nothing to do with me, I don't know him! Who allowed you to do this?" made?"

The slightly fat policeman was stunned, and shouted sharply: "You are a mad dog, who are you barking at? Don't forget your current identity!"

The policeman who brought him in had a better attitude: "Jing Ren, we are here for your own good. Do you really want to be detained for [-] days? You came in, what will your mother do? Who will take care of her? She can't take care of herself. Your brother is the only number on your phone, if we don’t look for him, who will we look for?”

"He's not my brother!" Jing Ren glanced at Gong Xinuo with his eyelids, his neck stiffened.

Jing Ren's ignorance angered Gong Xinuo, who wanted to leave.

Jing Ren doesn't even admit the relationship with him, is it necessary for him to stay here to help him solve the problem?

"Hey, Xinuo." Yuan Jingkun stopped Gong Xinuo, turned to Jing Ren and gave him a convincing wink. "Jing Ren, don't say a few words."

"No matter what conflicts you have with your family, you shouldn't say that. Is it easy for your brother to pick you up in the middle of the night?" The slightly fatter policeman took a sip of water, most of his anger subsided, and he began to educate Jing Renyu earnestly. "You said that you are also a big man. You fight every day and hang out with those gangsters. I think your brother is also a man of dignity. If I don't come, it will be shameful! Go back with your brother Well, when you go back, find a serious job and start a new life, as the saying goes, if a prodigal son turns back, he won’t get money back.”

The policeman held up the folder, Gong Xinuo signed on it, and closed the folder: "Since it was the other party's provocation this time, Jing Ren was in self-defense, and both sides suffered flesh and blood injuries, so we will educate him verbally. Next time, it won't be so easy to go out."

"Thank you. We will talk to him well when we go back, don't worry." Yuan Jingkun shook hands with the policeman to thank him, and then led Jing Ren out of the police station with Gong Xinuo.

After leaving the gate of the police station, the three of them stood in the cool wind. There were very few vehicles passing by on both sides of the road. Yuan Jingkun looked at Jing Ren's injury: "Is it serious? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Jing Ren didn't speak, but shook his head.

"Have you eaten yet? Why don't we go to the pharmacy to buy some medicine?" Yuan Jingkun took a closer look and found that it was really a skin trauma. Thinking that Jing Ren might not have eaten, he suggested.

Gong Xinuo drove the car, looking for a 24-hour pharmacy along the street, and finally bought medicines for internal and external use.

At two or three o'clock in the morning, except for KFC and McDonald's, it is difficult to find a place to fill your belly.

Gong Xinuo bought two hamburgers, a cup of Coke, and two cups of black tea, and returned to the seat by the window with the tray. Yuan Jingkun was applying medicine to Jing Ren's face injury.

"Hiss...be gentle...it hurts..." Jing Ren bared his teeth and hid back.

Yuan Jingkun didn't have enough experience in this area, and his subordinates didn't care about the seriousness. They only knew how to apply the medicine to the wound. As for whether the medicine was evenly dosed or not, it was not within the scope of consideration.

Jing Ren was so painful that he unconsciously grabbed Yuan Jingkun's hand, but now Gong Xinuo didn't want to, and actually took advantage of Yuan Jingkun in front of him, changed positions with Yuan Jingkun, and personally applied medicine for Jing Ren.

After the pain of the wound improved, Jing Ren's appetite widened, and he ate two hamburgers in a row. Yuan Jingkun was afraid that he would choke: "Eat slowly, no one will grab you. Is it enough? Do you want to buy another one?"

Gong Xinuo slapped Yuan Jingkun's hand that was reaching out to Coke, and brought the black tea in front of him.

Yuan Jingkun glanced at him dissatisfied, Jing Ren sipped on a Coke, and asked vaguely: "Can I have another one?"

After eating three hamburgers and drinking two glasses of Coke, Jing Ren burped contentedly, let out a long sigh of relief, leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When Jing Ren regained his strength, Gong Xinuo sent him to a nearby five-star hotel. The lady at the front desk smiled and said, "Sorry, sir, we don't have a reservation, and we don't provide rooms."

Gong Xinuo handed the platinum VIP card to the front desk lady, and the front desk lady checked him in immediately.

I happened to meet the vice president of the hotel, and while Gong Xinuo was chatting with him, Yuan Jingkun pulled Jing Ren aside and told him: "Stay here honestly, don't run around, I'll pick you up tomorrow , don’t make your brother angry, you know?”

Jing Ren stared at Gong Xinuo's sideways, and there was a warm feeling in his heart. It had been a long time since no one cared about him so much, so long that he had forgotten what it was like to be remembered by others.

After Jing Ren settled down, on the way home, Gong Xinuo said, "As a man, even if he can't stand up to the sky, at least he has to stand up to the family!"

"That's, or else, Yuanyuan and I are lucky to have you by our side!" Yuan Jingkun flattered him.

Gong Xinuo was indifferent on the surface, but he was secretly happy in his heart. Who would not listen to good words, especially from the mouth of the most beloved person.

Yuan Jingkun went to pick up Jingren at the hotel the next day, only to find out that the reason for his fight was actually related to Gong Xinuo.

It turned out that Gong Xinuo took Jing Ren out of the nightclub and fought with the staff.

This group of people lost the battle, and they couldn't help holding grudges. They couldn't seek revenge from Gong Xinuo, so they had to turn the blame on Jing Ren.

Taking advantage of the darkness of night, they surrounded Jing Ren at the intersection near the hospital and sneaked up on him despicably from behind.

Jing Ren was one against five, so he was naturally no match for them. Fortunately, a passer-by complained and called the police.

Otherwise, Jing Ren would have to be beaten to death by them.

The police officers at the police station found Gong Xinuo's phone number in Jing Ren's cell phone—the only unmarked phone number.Blank address book, blank call records, even the police don't know why he kept this string of numbers.

Yuan Jingkun bought some food for Jing Ren, as well as some internal and external medicines, and sent him home - the dilapidated abandoned factory building.

The messy factory building was empty, and Yuan Jingkun felt that his words echoed: "Which room do you live in?"

Jing Ren pointed to the innermost partition: "That room, that's fine, just put your things down and go."

Yuan Jingkun insisted on following him into the room, the small partition is very simple, inside there is a camp bed with a sunken middle, covered with a thin mattress, and there is a small wooden cabinet at the end of the bed, on which there are miscellaneous things and not many clothes They were all scattered in cardboard boxes, with plastic sheeting covering the leaky windows on all sides.

"You've been living here?" Yuan Jingkun looked around and felt that there was no place for people to live here, and it didn't have the basic living conditions at all.

"Well, it would be nice to have a place to live, anyway, it's better than sleeping on the road. And it's free." Jing Ren said in a contented tone.

Yuan Jingkun thought that if Jing Jianye knew that Jing Ren lived so hard, he would definitely feel distressed.

"Why don't you leave, prepare to experience life with me!" Jing Ren yelled at him, really unwilling to show his poor living conditions to others.

Yuan Jingkun thought to himself, everyone in the Jing family is the same, they will suffer for their face!

"Then I'll go first, and I'll see you when I come back." Yuan Jingkun hesitated where to put the things in his hand.

Jing Ren took the things, and his tone was always bad: "Whoever wants you to see, I'm not dying!"

Yuan Jingkun pursed his lips, regardless of his attitude, and started to leave.

After walking a few steps, Jing Ren called out again: "Hey!"

Yuan Jingkun turned around: "Is there anything else?"

Jing Ren leaned against the partition, raised his right index finger and shaved his eyebrows, made the same small movements as Gong Xinuo, with his eyes on the ground, and after a long time, he managed to say something: "Tell him, take care of my dad, I will pick him up, I will pay him back the money!"

When Jing Ren turned his back and closed the door, Yuan Jingkun could clearly feel him sniffling fiercely, and the reflected light shone from the corners of his eyes.

Before Yuan Jingkun got out of the factory and stopped a taxi, he received a call from Song Yeyang, wanting to have lunch with him. It happened that Yuan Jingkun planned to buy necessities for Jing Ren, and arranged to meet at a compromise place.

The two were hanging out in a nearby supermarket. When Song Yeyang heard about Jing Ren, he frowned: "The young master's house is still going to end? Isn't it an orphan? Why did a younger brother appear for no reason at this moment. That's good, how about it?" One father, many younger brothers, and multiple mothers!"

"As long as there are not many daughters-in-law, it doesn't matter how many!" Yuan Jingkun joked heartlessly, failing to understand Song Yeyang's deeper meaning.

Song Yeyang stopped, and said seriously: "Don't you have to take care of everything? Isn't it all your business in the end?"

"Isn't it right to support the elderly?" Yuan Jingkun put the selected items into the shopping cart and dragged the cart forward.

"The young master's own father will take care of it. Does his brother's mother have anything to do with you?" Song Yeyang asked back.

"Oh, old Song, what's wrong with you today? Who messed with you?" Yuan Jingkun finally realized that Song Yeyang's abnormal mood today, he is not such an intolerant and caring person.

"No one messed with me! Buy it quickly, I'm hungry." Song Yeyang avoided his question, pushed up the shopping cart and strode forward.

Yuan Jingkun followed behind him, puzzled, it must be Zhou Yingjun who made him angry again.

During lunch, Gong Xinuo's phone call came as scheduled, and Yuan Jingkun quickly put down his chopsticks to answer the phone: "Hello, who are you looking for? You are the little stupid! Where are you? Oh, what a coincidence, I also Eating! Hehe. Huh? Why do you have a headache? Didn’t sleep well? No way. You are a dead pig! Why do your teeth still hurt? You eat too much delicious food. Didn’t eat, oh, stomach hurts. You Where doesn’t it hurt? You think I can figure it out! Is your butt hurting? I’ll hit you twice! Who told you not to wear more clothes! Take some medicine, you’ll be troubled if you catch a cold. Well, I’m eating meat! By the way, I went around the streets and bought you 50 yuan of melon seed candy at all costs. Right, I am the best for you. If you have a toothache and can’t eat it, it’s okay, I’ll eat it for you! Then come and pick me up, um, International The bookstore in Jiacheng, good bye!"

Yuan Jingkun put down the phone, Song Yeyang put down his chopsticks, and heaved a long sigh: "I really shouldn't ask you out for dinner, to provoke me."

"What's the matter? Lao Song, don't scare me, did you quarrel with Lao Zhou?" Yuan Jingkun guessed.

"Hey, I found a confession letter written by a woman in his mailbox. She is a college student who just graduated. She seems to frequent bars. I met him that way. I asked him what was going on, but he couldn't explain. We had a quarrel because of this. Woke up. When he got angry, he stayed in a bar and didn't go home for two days." Song Yeyang was depressed, and it seemed that Zhou Yingjun was really angry this time, and the situation was serious.

"Ah? No way? Then Lao Zhou replied to her?" Yuan Jingkun was quite surprised, he didn't expect them to encounter such a third party.

"That's not true. Jing Kun, you and the young master are still young. Besides, you are each other's first love and the only one, so you won't understand. I am different from Yingjun. I am several years older than him, and I had a lover before. , he usually doesn't say anything, but I know he still minds to some extent. This is normal, I can understand, I don't blame him. I don't have confidence in him, but I have no confidence in myself. And those young children Compared with girls, I have no advantage. If one day, he changes his mind, I can't help it." Song Yeyang smiled wryly, and the last sentence was both helpless and heartbreaking.

"No, Lao Zhou is not that kind of person, don't think about it. If he wanted a young girl, wouldn't he have married a long time ago? Why wait until now. I think Lao Zhou loves you very much, really. You Seeing him waiting for you for so many years, knowing that there is no hope, but still waiting for you, how touching, I told Xin Nuo last time, I was very envious. Old Song, don't think too much, take the initiative to call him, who will give in? Isn't it all the same? Is it true that you have ignored each other for the rest of your life?" Yuan Jingkun tried his best to comfort him.

"It's like a romantic drama." Song Yeyang took a sip of tea and played with the cup in his hand. "Okay, we're fine, don't worry, I'm just talking to you. It feels better to say it. Besides, we are all married, and registration is so troublesome. Divorce can't be more troublesome!"

"Hehe." Yuan Jingkun was amused by him. "Yes, come back and show me the video of your ceremony."

"Okay. I'll give you one when the disk comes out." Song Yeyang tapped on the table to remind him. "Take good care of the young master, don't come back and be snatched away without knowing, you are stupid!"

"Impossible!" Yuan Jingkun was full of confidence. "Only I don't want him!"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Gong Xinuo's car showed up at the door of the bookstore in International Jiacheng on time. Song Yeyang praised him: "A model husband is punctual enough!"

"Where are you going? Do I need to see you off?" Gong Xinuo opened the back door.

"No, I came here by car, let's go, don't delay picking up Yuanyuan. Someday bring Yuanyuan to play." Song Yeyang closed the door.

"Then let's go, don't forget this." Yuan Jingkun made a phone call gesture to him, implying that he called Zhou Yingjun.

"Understood." Song Yeyang waved to them.

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