let go of that actor

The rays of the setting sun spread through the fire clouds and sprinkled on the ground, dyeing the street a faint rose color.

The corners of the raised lips, the faint traces of tears, the soft brilliance in the eyes that were exceptionally clear after being washed by tears... The young man's smile shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun, has a kind of amazement that makes time linger.

The noise of the crowd seemed to be coming from far away. He Quan was startled and opened his eyes wide: "What did you say?"

He suspected that he had heard it wrong.

It's rare to see this person stunned.

Zheng Yuankai stood up holding the golden retriever, feeling the weight in his arms distressedly: "Shall we change places?"

Much lighter, skinny.

The place where He Quan lives is not far from here, about 10 minutes on foot.

The layout of the room is very simple. Compared with the furniture decoration, the rich and varied food is more conspicuous. Just in the living room, you can see beef cubes, jujube cakes, egg rolls, twists, and fruit skins on the coffee table. Several boxes were scattered, containing cakes, donkey rolls, Aiwowo, chocolates, and one box was unopened, I don’t know what it was.

Zheng Yuankai shook his head: "You don't eat well."

He put the golden retriever down on the ground, but the dog was still stuck to it, and even the elder and younger couldn't change their shoes properly, but He Quan couldn't stand it anymore, so he came over and picked it up.

"you are?"

As soon as the door was closed, He Quan asked this sentence.

Zheng Yuankai thought for a while, and tried his best to show a well-known Jing An expression, calm and restrained: "I am."

He Quan looked at him carefully and laughed: "Master, you are back."

"Is that sure?"

Young Master was shocked.

According to his idea, at least one or two or three things about He Quan's black history must be revealed, so that the other party will be skeptical, and then he will say some things that only the two of them said when they were present, exchange confidential information, and perhaps show Jing An's The other party will fully believe in the skills that Zheng Yuankai does not have.

Wait, is it to skip the black history?

He Quan let go of the golden retriever, and the dog rubbed against the young man again, sitting next to him on the sofa.

Its strength was very weak, and it took a few jumps to successfully get on the sofa. Zheng Yuankai was very distressed, and hugged it and said, "Where is the food that Jingjing eats?"

After a while, nutrition cream, dog food soaked in water, and prepared goat milk were placed in front of Jin Mao.

He Quan said lightly: "It was rarely eaten before."

"Wang woo~"

The golden retriever opened a pair of eyes that looked bigger and brighter after being thinner, and sent out a cute and pitiful dog light wave to the eldest and youngest.

Its current image is not as cute as before, but this time the cute owner is more than willing to pay the bill. Zheng Yuankai's eyes are moist, as if treating a puppy that can't walk, hugging it and delivering food to its mouth , watching it lick little by little.

People who haven't eaten for a long time are not suitable for big fish and big meat, and they can't eat all at once. The same is true for dogs. After the golden retriever ate some, He Quan took the food away. The dog was about to protest, but was rubbed lovingly by the owner. Belly attracted attention and lay down docilely.

"How else do we need to be sure?"

He Quan picked up the young master's words again: "Jing Jing recognized you, why can't I still recognize you? If it was Zheng Yuankai himself, then such behavior would be too abnormal."

The young master pondered: "What if it's to trick you?"

He Quan said expressionlessly, "Then I'll beat him up."

"..."

Zheng Yuankai was speechless.

Why did he often get involved in fights after time travel?

He Quan also sat on the sofa, got very close to another person, and said seriously, "I'll be sure once I see you smiling."

The young master smiled wryly: "Don't tease me. To be honest, after becoming Zheng Yuankai, even though I played him in order to keep my secrets secret, I feel that I am becoming more and more like him."

As if assimilated.

Jing An, who was strict and indifferent before, gradually became enthusiastic and cheerful. When he dreamed back at midnight, he also asked himself: Who am I?

Just like a blended cocktail, if two wines are mixed in a certain proportion, the finished product may be gorgeous and charming, but it is no longer the original wine.

cannibalize.

Wordless fear.

On many nights when he was alone, Zheng Yuankai sat by the window like this, looking at the boundless night sky with dazed eyes, full of confusion in his heart.

Is the original owner still in a corner of his body, gradually merging with him?

"Didn't the young master find out?"

He Quan's voice interrupted the young master's thoughts, and said: "You are more and more like a year ago."

His eyes are soft.

A year ago, Jing Boyuan and his wife were still alive.With his parents sheltering him from the wind and rain, Jing An's temperament is much more lively than when he was the president. Even if he is not as good as a city celebrity like Zheng Yuankai, he will not let himself go crazy.Later, the mountain collapsed overnight, and the young Jing An shouldered the burden, and became more and more serious and calm. The shadow of youth and frivolity gradually dissipated from him.

Zheng Yuankai's two smiles, whether they were on Changfeng Street or here, reminded him of the young master, not to mention that the dog also recognized its master.

enough.

"is that so."

Zheng Yuankai was relieved.

Father, like son.

He couldn't remember what he looked like a year ago.

"But there is a problem," He Quan said seriously, "Master, Zheng Yuankai still deserves a beating when he smiles with this face, but you are completely seductive when you smile with this face."

"..."

The young man didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why do you even say that?"

"Who else said that?"

An alarm sounded in He Quan's mind.

"Ji Wenhao."

Changing to a more relaxed posture, someone from Jing An said: "Zheng Yuankai's friends are not just simple friends like I thought. I took it for granted."

"I didn't pay attention."

"It has nothing to do with you. Don't admit your mistakes. They don't interfere with the family business, so how can you work hard to study it?" The young man smiled and said, "My secretary, time is very precious."

"Ah."

He Quan agreed.

"Let's exchange what happened this month. I heard you resigned?"

The Golden Retriever sensibly does not disturb them.

The owner and this temporary breeder seem to be talking about something very important.

The warm feeling came from the belly and spread all over the body. The food just eaten turned into energy to nourish the body. The golden retriever couldn't hold it back. He stuck out his tongue and licked the owner's pants, and found that it was stained. The smell of goat's milk.

"..."

Seems like something went wrong.

The guilty dog ​​resorted to the remedy: licking off the goat's milk.

The water bowl was still there, and the golden retriever licked the water, and then stretched out his tongue to lick the owner's pants, trying to wash off the milk smell.In its understanding, clothes stained with water are clean, and clothes stained with other liquids are dirty. ——Well, this idea is actually not wrong =V=

Zheng Yuankai got a lot of news.

Things like aunt Cheng Kexin bringing her cousin Jing Ruyao back to her mother's house are not Chaoyang Real Estate's company affairs, but Jing Bochao's family affairs. Hengyang Real Estate doesn't care about it, but it's what the young and old want to know.

He felt quite happy: "It should have been like this long ago."

After hesitating for a moment, besides the matter of participating as Zheng Yuankai after his death, the young master also told He Quan about the suspicious things about Mrs. Ru, but he did not reveal the source of the information, but only said that it was through some kind of secret channel. have to come.

He Quan didn't get to the bottom of it.

In a sense, he is a considerate person, only for Jing An.

The little girl I met on Changfeng Street thought the dog was sick, but He Quan didn’t explain, but went on to tell her that the dog would get better soon. Childlike innocence, but in fact, he just doesn't want to say more. If he wants to explain, how complicated is it?

And that child, sweet as he was, was nothing more than a stranger.

After listening to Zheng Yuankai's words, He Quan teased, "Young Master's life this past month has been wonderful."

Young Master gave him a blank look.

Isn't it?

It's acting, racing, and discovering a little sexual problem. This month is more exciting than Jing An's year.

"So you are pursuing Ye Xichen?"

"I have plans," the young master changed the subject and said, "Where's my house?"

"Still."

"Why don't you sell it?"

He Quan pretended to be indignant, and said: "People nowadays are too superstitious. A house with a dead householder either doesn't want to touch it, or seizes this point and desperately lowers the price. I'd rather throw it in my hands." Yes, Jing An has already made a will. , the heir of private property wrote his own secretary.

Zheng Yuankai was thoughtful: "If they know that the owner of the house died in someone else's body, or in the body of a young, strong, rich and handsome man, wouldn't the house be a rare commodity to live in?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, then hugged each other.

The companionship in childhood, the following in growth, the participation in life, and the relationship between He Quan and Jing An may be difficult for outsiders to understand.

I remember that when I was a child, little Jing An used to be jealous of his parents' concern for this adopted child, and he used to be in trouble with him. After many contacts, they turned enemies into friends, and the relationship between the two became better and better. Ask him, his parents or himself, which one is more important.

"Master, I watched him grow up."

He Quan's answer, until now, the young master still remembers it clearly.

The warm body temperature brought an unspeakable comfort, and it took a long time for them to separate.

Zheng Yuankai raised the corners of his lips unconsciously, and said, "What's your plan next, come to Hengyang to help me?"

"Of course." He Quan looked down with a smile: "Before that, young master, you should change your pants."

Young Master lowered his head: "..."

One side of the slacks had been licked by the dog to leave a large wet mark.

The golden retriever raised his head, his eyes were innocent: "Wow?"

Zheng Yuankai took a deep breath: "Take the quiet thing, it will move to live with me, and you too, follow me to Repulse Bay, at least there is a chef there, and you won't be allowed to eat snacks as a meal."

sunset.

When the two of them and their dog arrived at the villa in Repulse Bay, it was already dark.

When the housekeeper, Uncle Quan, opened the door, his whole expression cracked: the young master took the man home again at night, and even changed his pants!

Think carefully.