Mr Mayfly

If it had been a month ago, he might have run away at such a moment.But now, he has a weak sense of defending his territory.Like a little tiger who has just learned to walk, it still wants to defend an inch of its territory with its baby teeth bared.

Wang Baichu stopped, turned around, and asked sharply, "What do you want to say?"

Lan Shan approached him, and said word by word: "I advise you, don't daydream and fantasize, he keeps you here just to play with you, before he comes back, you'd better move out wisely, otherwise When he gets bored, you will have nothing to end with!"

This Lan Shan seemed to be able to see into his bones through his eyes, everything he was afraid of was being said.

He involuntarily dodged his eyes, but he didn't have the confidence to hold on and said: "I think you misunderstood, I'm just Mr. Zheng's assistant, and he kindly took me in here, without the twists and turns you thought, and... ...Even if I want to move, I can't move now, I promised him that I would look after his house."

The annoying thing started from this day, Lan Shan couldn't drive him away, and before Zheng Rongping replied, he had nothing to do with Lan Shan, so the two had no choice but to live together in this house not very peacefully.

Two days later, Wang Baichu finally waited for news from Zheng Rongping, and he simply said: "Wait for me to deal with it when I come back."

Without explaining their relationship, without asking anything, Wang Baichu's heart sank.

Lan Shan did have the keys to the house, and seemed to be fine every day, eating, sleeping, and playing games during the day, but disappeared at night, and often returned home drunk in the early hours of the morning.

The most troublesome thing was that when Lan Shan didn't go out at night, he would call a bunch of friends over, turn up the music until it was loud, and a bunch of young people would dance wildly at home.Wang Baichu locked himself in the room and suffered from insomnia all night.

He thought with a splitting headache, I can't stay any longer.

He hid the kitten brought back from outside in his room, because he was afraid that Lan Shan would bully the kitten.The soft and weak kitten is toddling in the room, and there is no trace of impurity in its pure eyes.

Fortunately, there is a kitten.

He didn't know that Zheng Rongping, who was far away in Australia at this time, was like a slave owner holding a long whip, forcing the team under him to work overtime desperately, fully doubling the work efficiency.

When the city was cold and wet from the autumn rain, Jung Yong Ping came back.It was past three o'clock in the morning when he got home, even the night owl Lan Shan had fallen asleep, he pushed open the bedroom door, saw Lan Shan lying on his bed, turned and went out.

When Wang Baichu got up at night, he accidentally touched a hand when he sat up from the bed. He was startled, turned on the desk lamp, and found that Zheng Rongping was sleeping next to him.

Zheng Rongping just fell asleep, his eyes were illuminated by the light of the desk lamp, and he woke up with his eyes closed.

"Mr. Zheng, why are you here..." Wang Baichu was half shocked and half shocked, his heart beating wildly.

Zheng Rongping made a "shh" gesture: "My room is occupied by that brat, and the other rooms are also untidy and I can't sleep. I'll make do with you for one night, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

He looked tired, his eyes were not fully open, he had green stubble on his chin, and his voice was dry and tired.

Wang Baichu said in a strange way: "You've lost weight."

"Well, I'm exhausted." Zheng Rongping smiled lazily, buried his head in the pillow, closed his eyes and said, "Sleep".

Why is this feeling so familiar, like the warmth of home, although he has never experienced it before.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Wang Baichu was about to get up and go to work. As soon as he sat up, he was held down by President Zheng. He grabbed Wang Baichu's wrist with one hand: "I grant you a day off, don't go to the company today - I have something to tell you .”

"What's the matter?" Wang Baichu's heart arose.

"Wait until I sleep a little longer, I'll get a migraine if I don't rest well—well, can you pinch it for me?" Zheng Rongping rested his head on Wang Baichu's lap.

With cool fingertips, Wang Baichu carefully helped President Zheng press the temples on both sides. President Zheng closed his eyes and said slowly: "Lan Shan is the son of a defendant. I sent his father to prison a year ago. prison."

Wang Baichu didn't expect him to say this, so he hummed, as if all his energy was concentrated on the matter of massaging his head.

"Lan Shan is still in college, can't accept it, and says that everything is caused by me - he hates me."

"How does he have the keys to your house?"

"After his father was imprisoned, the family's business collapsed, and his mother suffered from depression," Zheng Rongping sighed, "This kid... didn't live up to it, dropped out of school, and has nothing to do every day. I think I am also responsible, and my heart softened for a while. Let him live at home..."

"Well, what then?" Wang Baichu breathed out, his movements slowed down.

"He hasn't gotten out of his father's affairs, and his psychology is a little... abnormal. At first, he made some small jokes, and made some scary things like bloody fingers at home. I sent him to study. He was in school. I hurt my classmate and was expelled, and later even drugged me.”

Wang Baichu's hand trembled, because Zheng Rongping raised his hand to cover the back of his hand, and said "I'm sorry" inexplicably.

"I drank the water he poured me. I had an appointment with a client that day, but I found something wrong outside. I called him and was very angry. At that time, on that street I met you."

"You just saved me," Wang Baichu paused, "then told me to drink."

Zheng Rongping suddenly grabbed his hand tightly, turned over and sat up, looked into his eyes: "Actually, you know, you know what I did to you."

Wang Baichu didn't say anything, it was a tacit agreement.

"Why do you still want to stay with me?"

Wang Baichu thought for a while: "First of all, we really had nowhere to go. Of course, I was not willing to throw away the job opportunity that was presented to me. Besides, you asked Director Chen to sign the contract with me. I couldn't afford to pay liquidated damages; later..."

"What happened afterward?"

"It turns out that you're fine."

"Nothing else?"

"..." Wang Baichu looked at him, "If I said I couldn't bear you, would you..."

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Rongping suddenly bound his waist, he panicked and fell down unsteadily, the two fell into the soft quilt one after the other.

"Bai Chu," Zheng Rongping stretched out a hand, held Wang Baichu's chin, and gently stroked his side face with callused fingers, "Even if you are willing to leave me, I will not let you go."

A soft kiss was on the corner of Wang Baichu's mouth, and the hoarse voice tugged at his heartstrings. The man he had been thinking about whispered in his ear, "Stay by my side, okay?"

Wang Baichu moved slightly, accompanied by a faint hum. The thin pajamas could not block the sudden rise in body temperature, nor could it cover up some shameful changes. They both felt it.

"Do you want it?"

Zheng Rongping's lower abdomen pushed forward, and Wang Baichu blushed.

He was about to speak when he suddenly smelled a choking smell of smoke.Looking at Zheng Rongping again, his expression also changed.

Billowing thick smoke slowly crept into the bedroom along the crack of the door.Before dawn, the siren of the fire engine blared deeply in the night. Among the panicked crowd, a black figure jumped out of the community and ran towards the distance.

The next day's city A news front page: The apartment of the famous lawyer Zheng Rongping was set on fire. Attorney Zheng and his personal assistant are currently receiving emergency treatment in the hospital, and they are still in danger.The police have issued a wanted warrant, and the criminal suspect, Lan Shan, is suspected of taking revenge on Lawyer Zheng due to family changes.According to insiders, when the firefighters found Lawyer Zheng and his assistant, Lawyer Zheng wrapped the wet quilt tightly around the assistant...

"Zheng Rongping, can you wake up?"

"I want, I want you, I promise you, wake up."

"I was lazy today and didn't go to the gym, so get up and scold me!"

"I named the kitten, Cat Strong, it survived the sea of ​​fire at such a small size, if you want to be so humble, it's not as good as a cat."

"Jung Rong Ping?! You're awake!"

Three years later.

A fat orange cat that has no neck is pacing slowly at the door of the bedroom. It is three years old this year. Is this the hundredth time it has been refused entry?It has been counted.

The bedroom door was locked, and there was a strange sound coming from inside. The orange cat seemed to have seen the world before, it didn't care about the sound, and licked its ass very unsightly.

"Don't touch there..." Wang Baichu's toes couldn't help but grab the bed sheet, "You're shameless!"

The man chuckled softly: "But some people like it, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up." Wang Baichu's voice changed a bit.

"What's the hurry...in the future...Fang Chang! My wife!"

"roll!"

The feather of the mayfly, the clothes are neat.The worry of the heart is where I go.

Hope is like a mayfly, although it lives and dies at night, it also lives toward death and lives endlessly.

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