King's return

The moon is in the sky.

The suburbs far away from the urban area are very quiet. The streamlined Porsche slowly drove into a rich villa area, and stopped in front of a beige three-story building. The faint blue swimming pool shimmered slightly under the moonlight.

Lin Yanxiu stepped out of the car with his slender legs, walked around the rear of the car and walked to the other side. Fang Tong had already prepared the wheelchair, and Rong Jian was quickly fished out and stuffed into the wheelchair, letting Boss Lin push him through the gate .

"Mr. Lin, do you need a professional nurse?" Fang Tong knew that the boss didn't have any servants at home, so he asked carefully.

However, to the little assistant's surprise, Lin Yanxiu refused without even thinking about it.

Turning on the chandelier in the living room, the light came rushing towards his face in an instant, Rong Jian narrowed his eyes slightly.

Lin Yanxiu's house is really scary big, Rong Jian looked at the overly spacious hall, and saw a vast expanse of whiteness, cold white tiles, white walls, white curtains floating faintly, only him and Lin Yanxiu were alone. Er's two lumps of black are particularly conspicuous.

There is no ceiling between the first and second floors, only a huge and crystal chandelier hangs down, and you can even hear the echo when you speak a little louder in the quiet night.

Next to the entrance is a well-regulated wooden staircase. Looking up, the upstairs corridor is very dark. There is a string of wind chimes hanging on the railing, facing the huge French windows on the south side of the living room, occasionally making weird low-pitched bells.

I think there must be a haunted house atmosphere at night.

Rong Jian nestled in the wheelchair and thought for a while, then turned to look at Lin Yanxiu with great sympathy: "No wonder, no wonder, if it were me, I wouldn't want to live in this kind of place alone, alas..."

Lin Yanxiu was stared at inexplicably: "No wonder what?"

But Rong Jian shook his head, looking like an old god, and started to visit in a wheelchair on the first floor like visiting a museum by himself.

Fang Tong sighed and suggested again: "Boss Lin, why don't you hire a nanny or maid?"

He knew that bosses who had reached a certain level of dedication most often lived in the small lounge behind the CEO's office. This ridiculously large "home" rarely came back, but now that there were two more people, Rong Jian's legs hadn't fully recovered. , is it possible to let the boss act as a nurse and nanny?

Assistant Fang himself was amused by this strange idea of ​​the Arabian Nights.

Lin Yanxiu frowned imperceptibly, and said with a final word: "No, it's fine to have a part-time worker to clean it on time."

"Ah?" Fang Tong didn't react for a long time.

Boss Lin lowered his face: "Do I need to repeat it a second time?"

"No, no need, I'll make arrangements." Fang Tong wiped his forehead that was not sweating at all, said goodbye and walked out, but was suddenly stopped by Lin Yanxiu.

"Let the part-time worker remember that the only requirement is that he is not allowed to enter my bedroom, otherwise he will be fired." Lin Yanxiu squinted his long and narrow eyes and said coldly, then slammed the door shut.

When Lin Yanxiu finished changing the house slippers, Rong Jian happened to come out from a corner of the first floor, holding a can of Wangzai milk in his hand, drinking happily.

Boss Lin's eyes twitched: "This is my home!"

Rong Jian was startled, nodded and said, "I know."

Immediately afterwards, he added: "How can such a tasteless haunted house be my home..."

Lin Yanxiu suddenly realized that kindly carrying this bastard home was the worst thing he ever did in his life!

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world, so Lin Boss had no choice but to pretend to be deaf with a late mother's face, dragged Rong Jian's wheelchair to the stairs, and carried him up with great effort, humming and saying: " I'll get you a crutch tomorrow!"

Lin Yanxiu pushed him to a guest room on the second floor and kicked him in.He leaned against the door with folded arms and raised his chin to look at Rong Jian with his nose: "You live here."

With that expression, tone and movements, Rong Jian almost thought this was the firewood room, and Boss Lin was Cinderella's stepmother.

But the next moment he saw clearly the simple furnishings and clean bedding in the room, as well as the huge widescreen computer and all kinds of new game equipment, Rong Jian felt embarrassed.

Lin Yanxiu warned: "Go to bed early tonight, don't be lazy on the bed tomorrow morning, don't say unnecessary words, come back and start to make up for your game skills, do you hear me?"

Rong Jian hummed, slowly slid to the side of the bed, then turned around and looked at him calmly.

The two stalemate for a while, Lin Yanxiu continued to put on the fur slippers against Wan Niang's face, cursed and stepped forward, got Rong Jian from the wheelchair to the bed, and then took out the pajamas he had prepared from the closet and threw them over.

When he squatted down to change Rong Jian's pajamas, Boss Lin regretted what was wrong with him, why didn't he agree to Fang Tong's suggestion? !

Eating other people's food, drinking other people's food, wearing other people's clothes, sleeping in... er, the bed of others, and asking the owner to take care of changing clothes, Rong Jian is finally not thick-skinned enough to feel at ease.

He looked at Lin Yanxiu's gloomy face, and finally said with a little regret: "How about...you stand over here, and I will change your pajamas too?"

"...!!" Lin Yanxiu froze for a moment, straightened up abruptly, and rushed out of the room like a cannonball without raising his head as if he was hiding from some kind of virus.

Rong Jian said silently: "A big man is still so shy..."

Before the words were finished, the half-hidden door was suddenly opened again, and then half of a flushed head was revealed: "Bastard Rong Jian! Shame on your sister!" The head quickly retracted, and the door slammed shut.

Rong Jian froze for a moment, and was about to shrink into the quilt, but unexpectedly the door was kicked open again with a "clang".

Lin Yanxiu said with a cold face: "Remember, you are not allowed to enter my room, and you can do whatever you want in other places."

Rong Jian raised his eyebrows: "How do I know which room is yours?"

Lin Yanxiu pursed his lips and said, "The first room on the left side of the corridor."

Rong Jian nodded lightly to express his understanding, thinking to himself, why does it always feel like asking him to go in and have a look?Could it be that I have too much heart...

The footsteps outside the door paused for a moment, and finally gradually faded away.

Rong Jian propped his hands on the bed, pressed down to feel it, it was quite soft - just like rubbing the top of Lin Yanxiu's head in the hospital.

The room with the lights turned off suddenly fell into darkness. He took off his glasses and lay down, wrapping himself in a quilt.

Rong Jian, 25 years old, orphan, high school education, addicted to games since childhood, proficient in various e-sports games for 15 years, spent half of his time in middle school hanging out, unknown parents, unknown date of birth, once an adoptive mother died in Fights between punks, before entering the OP company, they lived on the prize money of competitions and game gambling.At present, the highest honor in life is to win the championship of NGC last year.

These are what Rong Jian got from the nurses in the hospital a few days ago. His life in the past 25 years is just a few words.

In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, Rong Jian opened his eyes, and could vaguely hear the hoarse wind chimes in the corridor.

Hidden under his indifferent expression is a deep bewilderment, whether it is about the past, the present, or the future.

Rong Jian turned over and lay on his side, curled himself up into a ball under the quilt, thinking silently, it's better not to remember such a memory, well, stay at Lin Yanxiu's house for a while until it is discovered that he is worthless. Just eat and drink.

Before being thrown away…

He must drink an extra can of Wangzai's milk, and secretly see what secrets are in Boss Lin's bedroom. Rong Jian set a great goal in his heart and fell asleep with his head tilted.