Hold On, You're Something Else

Rong Jing didn't know how long Xie Ling had been watching there, and it was a little creepy to think of being looked at like this when he was asleep.

What is Xie Ling's hobby, Rong Jing thinks they need to have a good talk.

"You follow me?"

"Heh." Xie Ling sneered.

A touch of sarcasm, as if saying: Do you think I need it?

Full marks for ridicule, thank you Ling.

Rong Jing instantly felt that he hadn't woken up, there was something about him worthy of Xie Ling's stalking, even if he stalked anyone, he wouldn't be so upright.

Xie Ling: "Am I a ghost? What's your expression?"

Rong Jing: "Of course you are not a ghost."

If you do this a few more times, you will be scarier than ghosts.

Anyone who wakes up and suddenly sees someone in the room will have a better reaction than me. If I didn't beat you to death, you are considered a brother and friend.

I can't afford to offend you, so just shut up obediently.

Xie Ling watched Rong Jing fold the quilt in an orderly manner, and put the clothes hanging on the hanger into the bag, neatly folded one by one, with no other distractions, as if he didn't exist.

It was the first time Xie Ling saw a person making quilts for a hotel room, even making them into dried tofu.Xie Ling appreciates soldiers, so when he sees his younger brother has this kind of habit in life, somehow he feels relieved and his eyes feel comfortable.

Was Jung Kyung like this before?

After Rong Jing became an adult, he hardly lived in Xie's house, and Xie Ling had no memory of him.

I always feel that there is something different about Rong Jing, it seems that his attitude towards him is a little bit better?

The sense of estrangement that would never be broken, cracked a little silently.

Not very obvious, like an illusion.

For ten years, his little brother hid when he saw him, and trembled like a sieve when he heard him speak, as if he was some kind of scourge.

There are too many chills, and I don't bother to take care of it.Even if you encounter it, it is mostly a lesson. There must be a kind of softness and hardness, otherwise what should I do if it grows crooked.

If it weren't for the fact that the little brother had changed a little during the previous call, and he just met him this time, he really didn't want to come over. He is not a masochist, so he came here to see how the little brother rejects him?

Xie Ling covered the corner of his mouth and suppressed his smile.

He got up and opened the heavy curtains, and the light instantly illuminated the room, illuminating the two of them clearly.

Assistant Zhou Xiang came to the door and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Xie, Xi Ya's assessment report is out." Zhou Xiang greeted the two brothers who had not been on good terms with each other, "Young Master, long time no see."

Rong Jing nodded in response, isn't it a long time since the original owner fell out with Xie's family, he simply didn't go back.

"Come out when you're done." Xie Ling said as he walked out, took the pad that Zhou Xiang handed over, and looked as if he was waiting for Rong Jing.

Rong Jing looked at Xie Ling in surprise. In his memory, this elder brother was very impatient with the original owner, and would leave after a few words, let alone wait.

This big brother is well-known in the financial world. He is known for his precious time and stingy people. When talking to him, he has to be calculated in US dollars. He is a well-known pickpocket.There was an interview once, saying that he doesn't like to wait for others, because no one is more expensive than his time.

It is not unreasonable for the original owner to be afraid of Xie Ling. No matter what Xie Ling does, he is strong and has strong dominance.

However, Rong Jing was slow to react, he didn't receive the aura of the other party very much, he would not force himself to fight against evil forces when he was not familiar with it, he quickly sorted it out, and followed Xie Ling out with kindness.

Zhou Xiang followed behind winkingly, and took the shopping bag that Rong Jing bought yesterday.

Xie Ling glanced at the shopping bag dissatisfied: "Are you going to wear something like this to the banquet?" What a mess.

These words are actually easy to be misunderstood. The original owner has heard many similar stories before, and always thinks that Xie Ling is laughing at his bumpkin birth and looks down on him.

In fact, Xie Ling and the original owner were born differently, and their concepts are different.

The same sentence, from different angles, the understanding will be very different.

Seeing that Rong Jing turned into a boring gourd again, Xie Ling was even more forceful: "I'll have someone order a set for you when I go back. The Xie family must at least dress decently."

Rong Jing has his own aesthetics in dressing. Custom-made clothes are of course good, but he doesn’t wear them much except for formal occasions. He prefers to wear them himself. No one knows what he needs better than him.

He could tell that Xie Ling didn't mean to look down on him, but simply disagreed.

"Just wear it casually, there is no need to customize it, how old-fashioned." A little playful warmed up the original stiff atmosphere, "Do I look a few years younger in this outfit?"

Behind him, Zhou Xiang thought that the cold war was about to start again, but he was greatly relieved when he saw the young master brought the topic back.

Oh my god, if we still break up unhappy today, the vice president will be sulking again when he goes back.

Xie Ling took a closer look, it was an off-white sweater of a fast-moving brand, with black slacks underneath, very ordinary clothes, but it did look very comfortable on Rong Jing, making the boy's legs longer.

Xie Ling didn't object anymore, but just sneered: "You mean, I'm old-fashioned?"

Involuntarily, he glanced at the metal picture frame on the aisle, seeing the vaguely reflected figures inside, still in their prime.

It was only then that Rong Jing realized that Xie Ling only wore custom-made clothes, and what he said just now did not mean to be specific.

The relationship between this pair of brothers can't just be like this, you come and go, getting colder and colder, they all interpret each other's words around the corner.

Rong Jing put forward his own opinion: "I can't see the difference in your suit, the eldest brother looks about the same age as me, try another color next time?"

In memory, Xie Ling's clothes are always switching among bright black, dark black, and matte black.

Xie Ling only felt that it was gaudy, but he was a little satisfied with the meaning of his brother's words, and his eyes became gentler.

The more we chat, the more strange it becomes. After ten years of acquaintance, Rong Jing has never been so comfortable talking to him, and even dared to raise his opinion.

"Do you still remember what I said yesterday?" Xie Ling seriously doubted that Rong Jing couldn't remember what he ordered.Who in the entire Xie family would not take his words at ease, and this kid was the only one.

"I haven't forgotten, I've already bought the clothes for the dinner."

Rong Jing saw two Omegas standing next to the elevator. They changed their clothes and changed their gender. He didn't recognize that one of them was the drunk he brought back last night.It's just that because of the approach of several of them, the body of an Omega with outstanding temperament from the back suddenly tensed up.

This kind of reaction is very subtle, and a person may have such a reaction when he is nervous or qi deficient.

Rong Jing remembered that there were Omega in this world who were very sensitive to breath, so he only paused for a moment, then motioned Xie Ling to take the next stairs and bypass the elevator.

They are just troublesome, but for Omega, they have a more comfortable space.

Although Xie Ling was strange, Rong Jing wanted to exercise, so he had no reason to object.

At the entrance of the restaurant, Xie Ling stopped suddenly and looked at Rong Jing.

In the past, Rong Jing didn't like to get along with him. Except when he was forced to be helpless in those years when he was a child, he avoided him from a distance. In fact, he and Rong Jing have gradually drifted away these years. He has not been with Rong Jing for a long, long time. Had a good chat, not to mention eating alone.

Today, I am willing to have breakfast with him. How can a person change so much?

Rong Jing got goosebumps when he looked at him, Xie Ling's eyes were very dark, when he looked at people seriously, he was cold and heavy, and there was a sense of sternness rushing over his face.

Rong Jing felt a little uncomfortable: "What's wrong?"

Xie Ling narrowed his eyes slightly: "Let's go in first."

The waiter ushered them into the seats by the window, Xie Ling sat there without moving, and purposely ordered: "Help me get some."

As he spoke, he connected to the pad he carried with him. On it was the video report from the company branch on the other side of the ocean, which was still at night. Xie Ling put on the bluetooth headset to listen, occasionally replying a few words.

Rong Jing could feel Xie Ling's intermittent hot and cold, and occasionally a little suspicious gaze.

It is impossible to say that you are not nervous. Xie Ling has a high IQ and a flexible mind. He is not easily deceived.But he didn't want to pretend, he didn't know when he would be able to go back, if he was unlucky and couldn't go back, would he have to keep playing the role of the original owner?

Most people would not have imagined that the soul has changed, right?

It took him several days to believe in changing the world, who would be so whimsical.

But Xie Ling noticed his change, he was still a little surprised.

He was originally worried about the original owner's mother, but he didn't expect that this unfamiliar elder brother would be the first to discover it.

No matter how disturbed Rong Jing was, his face was still calm. He was a lazy person who could save his expression.

Based on what Xie Ling liked in his memory, he selected a few and sent them over first.

The breakfast, lunch and dinner in this hotel are all buffet. What is different from other hotels is that the Chinese food in this hotel is very rich, and the Cantonese dim sum is even more varied. It is so rich that he saw that several foreign guests have already eaten dozens of plates.

Although Xie Ling was chatting on the video, his eyes were always observing Rong Jing. His face was still the same, but his temperament had changed drastically.

Especially when there are quite a few B's and even O's around, they cast eyebrows at him. Seeing how popular the younger brother is, Xie Ling felt a sense of pride that my family has a younger brother who has just grown up.

But the child didn't look sideways, and didn't notice the enthusiasm of the people around him at all, and he didn't know whether he didn't see it or didn't care at all.

It seems that Rong Jing has grown up completely in a place that he can't see, and he missed a lot, Xie Ling felt a little empty in his heart.

Rong Jing chose his breakfast, sorted it into different categories, and made him a bowl of spring onion noodles, and specially asked the chef to put lard in it.

That's right, no one except his family knows that he likes to add lard to his bibimbap.

The only difference is that before Rong Jing repelled and hated him, as if he would never accept anyone from the Xie family in his life, now he doesn't feel so much disgust towards himself.

After Rong Jing sat down, the waiter brought morning tea, and Xie Ling poured Rong Jing a glass of milk himself.

Rong Jing glanced at the hot milk, Xie Ling said lightly: "Supplement calcium."

Rong Jing didn't think he could grow taller at his age, but forget it, he didn't like to argue, and finished it in one gulp to save Xie Ling.

Xie Ling glanced with satisfaction, feeling good, and asked casually, "How's the breakfast here? Do you have any ideas?"

In fact, I didn't expect Rong Jing to say anything useful, but I just found a topic bluntly.

"It can be seen that it took a lot of thought. In my impression, most of the hotel's buffet breakfasts are mainly Western-style. Most of them are similar, and they are cold in the stomach. But this restaurant has a lot of Chinese-style meals. The ingredients are very fresh and delicious. They are also very authentic, especially Cantonese and Cantonese dim sum, which are very popular." Rong Jing said what he had noticed just now, and looked at the crowds in the buffet area.A comfortable and unique breakfast can add a lot of impression points, even Rong Jing feels that the money spent is not worthwhile while drinking the warm porridge.

Although his tone is flat, he speaks slowly, giving people a very sincere taste, and people can't help but listen.

In his previous life, Rong Jing went to country M to shoot magazine covers during Christmas, and the shooting location was not far from Chinatown. He found that on Christmas day, more than [-]% of the stores in country M were closed, and there were almost no people on the streets.The only lively place is Chinatown. Almost every Chinese restaurant is full of people, and most of them are locals from country M.

Among them, the Cantonese-style morning tea dim sum is more in line with Western tastes, and the ones made by this hotel are just like the sweet ones that Rong Jing once ate.From this very subtle place, it can also be seen that the operator has intentionally understood the custom and taste, and has taken into account the needs of both Chinese and Western customers.

Rong Jing took a bite of char siu rice rolls, those experiences seemed like yesterday.A little bit of nostalgia couldn't help in his eyes, the new world was very interesting and there was nothing wrong with it, but he hoped to return to the original place.

It is human nature that most people will prefer places they are familiar with, where there are familiar people, things and careers that are in full swing.

If you can remember who Gu Xi is, is there hope to go back?

Xie Ling felt Rong Jing's sudden depression, and gave him a soup filled crab noodle bun: "Eat more."

Rong Jing was startled, and lowered his head, suppressing the sourness and warmth rising up.

Hearing Rong Jing's praise of himself just now, Xie Ling coughed: "Breakfast is a national five-star chef hired with a high salary."

Rong Jing nodded: "No wonder." Few hotels can put so much effort into breakfast, most of the breakfast comes with the room, how good can you expect from the gift.This hotel does the opposite, and it does have a reason for being expensive.

"You have also graduated for a few months, and you don't want to do anything else, just want to go to the dead end of acting?" The question just now was also Xie Ling's temptation.

Apart from Father Xie, he is the person who most opposes Rong Jing's admission to the film academy. What are you doing to act properly? There is no food at home?Ask him to show his face!

"What I said can be done through observation. The eldest brother is more suitable for business. I have self-knowledge." Rong Jing thought that the other party was testing whether he had ambitions.

"Have you learned how to praise people now? You have reached the limit of your pocket money this month, so you won't be able to add more." Xie Ling thought for a while and encouraged him, "You are talented in this area, at least you can tell Cheryl at a glance No matter how old you are, your eyes are not where they should be."

Thanks for what, Cheryl?

This hotel seems to be called this, ha, it can't be such a coincidence.

Rong Jing froze for a moment, then looked straight at Xie Ling.

Finally, he slowly realized why Xie Ling knew which room he lived in and was able to enter the room unimpeded.

Xie Ling's expression changed, and his tone was dangerous: "You, really forgot?"

Ah, so angry.

This brat is so indifferent to him! ?How dare you really turn a blind eye to everything about your eldest brother!

I really don't want this little brother anymore!

"No." Rong Jing immediately concealed his shocked expression, and buried himself in his meal with a guilty conscience.

The original owner didn't think he was a member of the Xie family at all, so he didn't care about any property, let alone Xie Ling's acquisition case.How could he know something that the original owner didn't even know.

"I didn't forget what you paid for the room, huh?"

"..."

"You're so young, isn't it boring?"

"..."

"Why, the wings are hard, and you want to cut them off with me?"

The more Xie Ling spoke, the more angry he became, and the more he spoke, the more cold and severe he became, he really got a little angry.

No one around their table dared to approach, Xie Ling's coercion, except for Rong Jing who was safe and sound in front of him, everyone else felt obvious discomfort, the waiter saw that it was the boss, and walked around the periphery nervously.

Rong Jing noticed his surroundings, and was a little bit overwhelmed by Xie Ling's pressing questions one after another, and somehow felt that Xie Ling was not the origin of the indifference and dislike of himself that the original owner thought.

He simply found an excuse that he was going back to school today, and ran away directly.

Before leaving, Xie Ling asked him to add his WeChat account, and his attitude was still tough. Rong Jing, who had found every reason to refuse in the past, unexpectedly agreed this time.

It took ten years for Xie Ling to finally add his younger brother's WeChat. He endured not looking at his Moments, but just looked indifferently at the person who wanted to run away when he saw him: "Add it, so don't go missing. Things like yesterday I don't want it to happen a second time."

Rong Jing heard the previous sentence, it was for him to keep in touch regularly.

The latter sentence, what happened yesterday, did you bring Omega to the house?Is that something he can do if he can't think about it? Could it be that his chastity is not chastity if Omega sleeps in the same room with him?

Rong Jing declined the lobby manager to call a taxi for him. During this rush hour, taxis can be so crowded that he doubts his life.

As the old saying goes, commuting in first-tier cities is either blocked, crowded, or both.

He checked the route, and found that the closest to the Film Academy was a direct subway, and it took no more than 10 minutes to walk.

On the other side of the lobby, it was Gu Xi and his friend Guan Hongyi who were asking questions at the front desk with their backs to Rong Jing.

They wanted to settle yesterday's room charge, but were told by the front desk that it had already been settled.

Guan Hongyi asked unwillingly: "May I know who sent me here? I want to return the room fee to him."

The front desk still remembered that when it was delivered yesterday, it was obviously a blonde beauty, but today it turned into a handsome young man in an instant.

For transvestites, most people still can't accept it very well.

Guan Hongyi could feel the strange eyes around him, he had long been used to it and didn't care.

The front desk was very polite, and handed over the note with the address: "The gentleman said, if you want to return it, please send it to this address."

Guan Hongyi took it over and took a look, XXXX Film Academy was grade 12, Lei Feng accepted it.

Guan Hongyi and Gu Xi looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Still from the Film Academy, your junior?"

Gu Xi nodded. He skipped a grade and graduated, so he was indeed his junior at the 12th grade.

The front desk is also a bit awkward, who would have thought of their young master, it is really very clear.Aren't such rich young masters usually very generous?This is really a different fireworks.

This letter seems to say that although we have helped you, since we are strangers, in order not to make you feel guilty, the money that should be calculated should be calculated clearly.

Of course, if the other party did not offer to pay the room fee, the front desk would not take out the note.

Rong Jing originally planned to pay for it all by himself, and he thought he still had this kind of demeanor.

Guan Hongyi: "Now I don't want to know the name. You can always give me the room number. I'll go up and thank you." It's a pity to let such a rare species go.

The front desk is still sorry to say that they cannot disclose the privacy of customers, this is a rule.

Guan Hongyi was still a little unwilling: "I can't just say thank you?"

The front desk continued to refuse with a smile: "I'm really sorry."

Regarding the young master's information, Mr. Xie personally gave the order.

"And that guest has already left." Just behind you at 11 o'clock, just walked out.

Gu Xi couldn't see what Guan Hongyi was thinking. He was happy to see Lie Xinxi again. He grabbed his friend and dragged him out, and said in a low voice, "Don't embarrass him." Judging by their attitudes, she knew it was definitely not the case. will say.

Guan Hongyi sighed: "Aren't I reluctant, if you see it, you can't help it."

Gu Xi smiled faintly, the wind at the end of summer blew a pool of spring water, only a slight smile, but also thrilling.

Seeing Gu Xi's appearance, Guan Hongyi also felt that he was thinking too much.

Only others can't help but be interested in Gu Xi, Gu Xi will not be interested in anyone.

Not at all possible.

buffet.

After Rong Jing left, Xie Ling's expression turned cold instantly, and just as he stood up, a hot-tempered person came to the door.The person who came had dyed red hair, had a flamboyant temperament, and was dressed in an expensive outfit, like a walking cash machine.

"Thank you brother, wait a minute!"

Xie Ling turned his head and took a look, and recognized that he was a celebrity from the Shanghai market. He was jokingly called the prince by the ancestors of the younger generation. He was the sole heir of the Wu family. He was still in college. Black to white, affected by the previous atmosphere, very arrogant and domineering.

"Young Master Wu."

Wu Fu (fu) Yu didn't care about Xie Ling's cold face at all, Xie Ling was not from their generation.Although the age difference is only ten years old, Xie Ling already has real power and is a typical child of other people's family. Even Wu Fuyu dare not put on airs in front of him.

He was massaged all night, but his neck still hurt. He went to the hospital to take an X-ray. Those quack doctors said that he was just sprained, and there was no serious injury at all.

That expression seemed to say that he was lying, Wu Fuyu was so angry that he didn't sleep all night, he was almost incontinent in pain, is this not a serious injury?Are they all blind?

He must find that goddamn bastard!

He painstakingly drew a portrait of a character and handed it to Xie Ling, hoping that he could help find someone.

His family made a fortune in the Shanghai stock market, and they have no connections in these forty-nine cities. Of course, it would be better to find local snakes.

When Xie Ling saw this so-called portrait of a person, his face was expressionless.

The assistant Zhou Xiang behind him twitched his mouth, and glanced at the confident young master of the Wu family.

A stick figure that looks like a little monster, where can they find someone?

If you can find it, there will be ghosts.

Does anyone in this world look like Godzilla?