King's return

"Lin Yanxiu?" Rong Jian widened his eyes and looked carefully for a while, and it really was him.

Wen You leaned over and sighed loudly on purpose: "Brother, how short-sighted are you? I'm standing next to you, but you can't see me? Boss Lin is several people away from you, and you can see him right away."

"Are you there?" Rong Jian noticed the boy not far away from him, wearing a white shirt and light blue jeans, with his hands in his trouser pockets casually, smiling kindly like a big brother next door, and sure enough It was Wen You.

"Of course, I'm the captain of our H University BQ school team." Wen You pointed to the huge university gate signboard on the background of the photo, "I, Lin Yanxiu, and the current boss of WT Company Lu Tinggan are all from a university. .”

"What about me?" Rong Jian pointed at himself in the photo. He remembered that the little nurse in the hospital said that he never went to college?

Wen You shook his head: "You are not, that year our school team was challenged by another BQ school team from W University in this city. At that time, the opponent had many masters and was aggressive. At that time, the crowd in the school was furious, and our team couldn't afford to lose. , I just happened to meet you in a selection competition, and you were still a little-known kid at that time..."

Rong Jian raised one eyebrow: "Next, do you want to say that you, a Bole, like me, a Maxima?"

"Pfft," Wen You spread his hands, "You said that yourself. Oh, listen to me before you interrupt."

Clearing his throat, he continued: "I didn't expect to lose to you in that match. Of course, I found out that you are a complete pervert after I got to know you."

"...Is this a compliment?" Rong Jian silently turned her head to the side.

"Don't interrupt! After the game, I purposely found you and PKed with you a few times, but ended up being defeated. At that time, our school team thought of bringing you in, so we don't have to be afraid of W University."

"Oh?" Rong Jian nodded, "So, I'm a shooter?"

"It can be said that." Wen You took the photo from him, and thought about it for a while, "The main force of the school team was me, Lin Yanxiu and the fat guy on the left. Because Lin Yanxiu would not join us at all, but he provided a lot of external sponsorship."

"Later you joined us strongly, and we won the match against University W very easily, it was so easy." Wen You sighed and patted each other on the shoulder, all of them said with emotion, "I put you in the first place, so it turned out that it was just I wanted to give the opponent a bad blow, but I didn't expect you to go too far, and you came directly to one and five, and the opponent's entire army was wiped out, and everyone lost their temper, and our other players had no chance to play at all."

Rong Jian's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't react too much, he just let out an "oh".

"What then?"

Wen You was silent for a while: "There is no later, originally we wanted you to stay in the school team, but... But Lu Tinggan objected, the two of you always confronted each other, you are very straight and talk like a hedgehog, we Except for me, you hardly get along with anyone else on the team..."

Rong Jian suddenly interjected, "Where's Lin Yanxiu?"

"You...you hate him very much." Wen You paused, his eyes flashed a little complicated.

Rong Jian was taken aback: "Why?"

Wen You obviously didn't want to continue this topic, so he said haha ​​slowly: "Don't talk about me, if you want to know this, I won't talk about it first."

Rong Jian turned her head and continued to play with the photo frame, and said with contempt: "Stingy."

"In short," Wen You coughed lightly, "you left after that, and you never came again until we graduated."

"Oh..." Rong Jian pushed his glasses, and said calmly, "I'm thrown away after I use it. I'm really cheap."

His face was as indifferent as his tone, Wen You could hear his displeasure, frowned and said helplessly: "Don't say that, gold always shines, didn't you become prosperous later on?"

Rong Jian didn't continue this topic, he picked up the lucky cat again, the hand was heavy, and there were fragments of coins inside that made noise when they collided.

"Piggy bank?" He opened the opening on the base, and poured out countless coins in an instant, most of them were dimes, and there were even some pennies and two cents that had long been out of circulation. There are a few dark yellow pentagons and very few one yuan.

Wen You interjected, "This is your most precious thing. No one else is allowed to touch it. Just now I suspected that you had recovered your memory. It seems that I was wrong."

Rong Jian put away the coins one by one, and asked dryly, "Is there any special meaning?"

"How do I know." Wen You spread his hands helplessly, "I asked you many times before, but you refused to tell me."

Rubbing the lucky cat with his fingers for a while to wipe off the dust, Rong Jian looked around the room for a while, but finally found nothing worth noting.

The sun is gradually setting.

Far away in a private clinic in the urban area, a surprised male voice suddenly burst out in the consulting room: "What did you say? Rong Jian's sudden hyperactivity and recovery of game sense is due to sexual impulse?!" Fang Tong blurted out these words, wishing he could regret Biting off his own tongue, why can't he control his mouth? !

Boss Lin's murderous frozen eyes stared at him, and every hair on Fang Tong's back was about to stand on end.

Zhang Lang habitually pushed his glasses, dangled on the swivel chair, and looked at Lin Yanxiu with an ambiguous smile: "Although Rong Jian lost his memory, it doesn't mean that he has completely lost the things he was familiar with and good at before." , he just lacked some kind of opportunity to help him break free from the current bondage."

"Excitement and stimulation are the best opportunities. For different people, the point of stimulation and excitement is different. For some people, it may be pain, it may be hearing, it may be—sexual desire. It seems that Rong Jian's mensao belongs to This kind of thing, haha, Boss Lin, you have to be careful!"

No matter how strong Lin Yanxiu's face was, he couldn't bear such jokes. With a dark face, he couldn't help but interrupt him: "Stop talking nonsense, is there a way to make him get used to the current game state as soon as possible?"

Zhang Lang put away his unscrupulous smile and shook his head: "Amnesia is actually a kind of protection for the human body when it is severely traumatized. His current physical condition does not allow him to maintain this excited state for a long time. If it is excessive , something like this morning would happen, like cramping."

"...That's it." Although Lin Yanxiu guessed that there was little hope, he still fell silent in disappointment.

"Okay, you know everything you need to know, and don't forget to pay the consultation fee." Zhang Lang patted his clothes and stood up, and when he passed by Lin Yanxiu, he deliberately leaned closer and whispered, "Isn't it that this year's NGC is coming soon? Well, in fact, it is easy to make him excited for a while, Boss Lin, just sacrifice your luster for the benefit of your OP, hahaha!"

"Zhang Xiaoqiang!" Lin Yanxiu gave him a vicious look, pushed the door open before him and went out.

Fang Tong followed behind and asked tremblingly: "Then the consulting fee..."

Boss Lin's sneering voice came from far away: "Give him a hundred bottles of Viagra!!"

"Ah?" Fang Tong silently looked back at Dr. Zhang who was grinding his teeth, thinking, the boss is too cruel...a hundred bottles will kill you...

Lin Yanxiu, who was sitting in the car, was still sullen. Fang Tong turned around and asked him tentatively, "Mr. Lin, are you still going to the company?"

Lin Yanxiu hesitated for a while, took out his mobile phone and called the OP's vice president, before ordering: "No, go home directly."

Fang Tong got the order to start the car, and the Porsche flew away in a flash.

When passing by the fresh vegetable supermarket near the villa area, Fang Tong stared dumbfounded at Lin Boss, who was wearing a neat suit, walked in, calmly searched for a lot of various ingredients and came back, stuffed them into the trunk, and then Shi Shiran Get in the car and order: "Drive."

Fang Tong was silently giving psychological comfort while driving. Mr. Lin must have just bought it by the way, and he certainly couldn't cook it himself... His wise, great, elegant and gorgeous boss, why can he wash his hands and make soup for Rong Ji? ? !

As soon as he fantasized about such a scene, Fang Tong was overwhelmed by the collapsed image of Big Boss Lin, unable to speak.

He finally carried the big and small bags of food into the house, and the milk cat, who was bored at home alone, pounced on him in an instant, grabbed his knees with its front legs, and wagged its tail like a puppy.

"Rong Jian isn't here? Where did he go fooling around again..." Lin Yanxiu looked around the room quietly, unable to hold it with his hands, and went straight to the kitchen.

His strides have always been very long, so Milk had no choice but to maintain the posture of holding his trousers, dragging his lower body on the floor and being dragged all the way.

If Rong Jian was here, he would be pleasantly surprised to find a new benefit of milk - free eco-friendly mop!

It's a pity that Lin Yanxiu just used a piece of fish bone to send the milk away.

He thought about what to make for dinner tonight, took out the black and white cow-spotted apron he bought specially and put it on, rolled up his sleeves and fumbled in the bag for a while, and finally couldn't help but took out his phone to look back and forth-after all, he didn't see Rong. Someone's mugshot and a text message from him.

"This bastard..." Lin Yanxiu stared at the screen of the phone that was gradually blacking out. After staring at it for a long time, no flowers bloomed.

Rubbing his fingers on the keys, he typed a few words on the text message: "Where did you go?"

I also felt that it was too straightforward, as if I was paying attention to that guy's whereabouts all the time... So I deleted and rewritten.

"Come back quickly, it's too late to eat!"

No, it looks like what a wife said to her husband!Absolutely not!delete delete!

"Isn't it just that I said two serious things in the morning, as for running away from home?"

Tsk, if Rong Jian doesn't care at all, wouldn't it appear that he cares too much?Not good, not good…

Lin Yanxiu was hanging that cow-spotted apron, squatting under the sink in the kitchen, clasping the phone with both hands and pressing it frantically. As a result, he wrote and deleted, and his legs were numb for a long time. Crouching numb, did not send out a single.

In the end, in a fit of rage, he edited a random article and pressed the send button directly.

Afterwards, he clicked on the development manuscript box to take a look, and his face turned red immediately, his intestines turned green with regret: "Damn!!"

The content of the text message was - "If you don't come back, bastard, I won't make braised pork for you!"

What's up with this arrogant, resentful and coquettish tone? !

Lin Yanxiu sighed and got up from the ground feebly, his complexion seemed to start to turn sallow again.

"Braised pork, your sister!" He fiercely chopped up the meat with a kitchen knife, almost turning the diced meat into mincemeat. While cursing, he swung the spatula into the pot and made a "bang bang" sound.

After a while, the hot food was finally served on the table, and the milk, which had been drooling since the aroma had long been seduced by the aroma, jumped up and down, circling Lin Yanxiu in circles.

He looked at the clock on the wall, it was almost six o'clock.

"It's time to come back..."

Lin Yanxiu lay down on the sofa and started flipping through his phone again, and forgot to take off his apron.

——The other party still didn't reply at all.

"What are you doing..."

Lin Yanxiu frowned, fiddled with the keys for a while, but still couldn't resist dialing Rong Jian's number.

Soon there was a female voice from the mechanical tablet: "The phone you dialed has been turned off, please call again later..."

"Tsk," Lin Yanxiu re-dialed several times in disbelief, but still only heard this dry voice, and threw the phone aside before getting angry.

"Meow~~" Milk noticed the terrifying air he was emitting again, grabbed a piece of meat from his special plate, rubbed it against his leg, and wagged his tail at him in a fawning manner.

Lin Yanxiu looked at this little thing and thought of the bastard who picked it up to bring home, and angrily scolded: "Who wants to eat what cats eat!"

"Woo>_<~" Milk drooped his furry ears, so he continued to squat in the corner to eat his food in silence, watching him from a distance from time to time.

The wall clock on the wall was ticking.

Looking at the hot food on the table, Lin Yanxiu didn't feel hungry, and began to wipe the furniture with a rag irritably, and continued to wipe the floor, which was obviously clean without any stains.

The hour hand on the wall clock went two or three times, but still no one pressed the doorbell...

The night had already darkened and the lights were dimmed.

A black sports car stopped slowly at the entrance of the villa, stepped down with two slender legs, and walked in after a short pause.

Rong Jian bid farewell to Wen You, holding the lucky cat piggy bank and two photos in his arms. The two computers were covered with dust inside and out, and he didn't need them, so he threw them to Wen You for safekeeping and put them there. It is a miracle that no one has stolen such a dilapidated place for a year.

When I drove back, I was stuck in a traffic jam in the city center for a long time. At night, both of them were so hungry that our chests stuck to our backs. We found a restaurant on the side of the road to solve our food and clothing problems, and finally returned home at nearly ten o'clock.

Originally wanted to send a text message to Lin Yanxiu, but unexpectedly the phone ran out of battery, and Wen You forgot to bring his phone, which made Rong Jian very depressed.

He was just about to ring the doorbell, but found that the room was dark and there was no light at all.

"Is there no one?" Rong Jian frowned, wondering if Lin Yanxiu would look for him everywhere again like last time, right?

Looking back at the garage, the car is clearly still there.

"Could it be that you went to bed so early?" Rong Jian took out the key from his pocket and opened the door. The living room was pitch black, only the dim moonlight came out from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He was about to tiptoe up the stairs when he suddenly felt something hard under his feet.

I reached out and touched it, and it turned out to be a mobile phone.

"Why did you start throwing things around again..." Rong Jian groped on the wall at the entrance for a while, and finally found the light switch, and pressed it with a "snap", and the bright light suddenly opened his eyes that had adapted to the darkness. not open.

But he still saw the man curled up in a ball on the sofa, Rong Jian squinted his eyes and walked lightly to stand in front of the sofa, casting a large shadow on Lin Yanxiu's cow apron with the light behind him .

Lin Yanxiu closed his eyes tightly and his eyelashes trembled slightly as if he was not used to the light, but he did not wake up after all.

There was a large blood-congested red mark on the arm resting on the side of the face. Apart from the apron, he was wearing only a thin shirt, shivering in the cool night wind.

There are a lot of dishes prepared on the table, and they look very good, obviously they have put in a lot of effort. Rong Jian knows that this guy is very picky, so he won't order takeaway easily. There is some tomato sauce on the middle plate of braised pork. It's him favorite food.

Rong Jian looked away from the table, looked down at him, looked at the man's flushed cheeks and the frowning eyebrows in his sleep, and a throbbing unconsciously throbbed in his heart.

The phone in his hand was still on, and the lit screen displayed one after another edited text messages in the draft box. Rong Jian read them line by line, especially when he read the last one, he couldn't help but smile.

"It's really... a stubborn guy." The corners of Rong Jian's mouth were raised and he couldn't let it go. It was a little funny, but also inexplicably distressed.

He put the piggy bank and photos in his arms on the coffee table, gently stretched his arms over Lin Yanxiu's neck and knees, hugged Lin Yanxiu in his arms and walked upstairs slowly.

"This time I'll hold you to bed, we're even..."