Really young master holding sweet script

When Shi Jing came closer, he saw that the young man was wearing a valuable watch with a shirt and tie on his wrist, frowning and operating the claw machine in front of him.

Across the transparent glass, with blind boxes placed like a mountain, he watched the young man repeatedly and caught his loneliness.

Soon there was not much left in the basket containing game coins, he walked over and called tentatively, "Brother?"

The young man turned his head, his face was handsome, but he had a cold demeanor that rejected people thousands of miles away, "Are you Xiao Jing?"

Sure enough, I was right!

"Long time no see, come to pick me up as soon as I got off the plane, Brother Hardworking." Shi Jing smiled slightly, the corners of his eyes slightly curved.

On the eve of returning home, Shi Xi had already made full preparations to face a younger brother who had been pampered to the point of going to heaven since childhood, and had a willful and arrogant temper.

The result was unexpected.

The look of surprise didn't show on Shi Xi's face, he glanced at the blind box in the claw machine with some regret, and was about to propose to send his younger brother back to the old house first, so that he could take the time to go back to the company for a high-level meeting.

But before he could speak, Shi Jing stared at the claw machine and said, "Brother, I want to try."

Shi Xi quickly recalculated the time. He had too high demands on himself, including strict time planning.

So he gave up the operating position and asked blankly, "You know how to play this?"

Shi Jing didn't answer, but put in a coin, operated the clip and swung wildly, hitting a corner of the blind box pile when falling.

This time he caught nothing, Shi Xi stood behind his younger brother and watched coldly, and saw that when the clip was retracted, it knocked over a blind box.

Shi Jing squatted down, took out a small box from the pick-up port, stood up and handed it to him.

Only then did he take a closer look at his younger brother's appearance, his beautiful facial features seemed to be carefully carved by the heavens, and he didn't feel uncomfortable getting along with him.

"Brother, take it apart and have a look, is it a hidden money?"

Shi Xi took the blind box from him, and said with a cold face, "I have collected these in my free time, but I have never encountered a hidden box..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a small figurine lying in the opened box, which was exactly the same as one of the hidden models printed on the carton!

Shi Xi's rigid expression finally loosened a little.

In order to maintain the overlord's personality, he straightened his tie and changed the subject pretending to be calm, "Good luck, how was the game?"

"The competition is not won by luck, but by strength." Shi Jing said every word, took out the rolled up certificate from the school uniform pocket, and unfolded it for him to see.

Shi Xi nodded, "Very powerful, do you want a cup of milk tea?"

Shi Jing was not polite at all, "Brown sugar pearl milk tea, double the whole sugar pearls, thank you brother."

Shi Xi watched helplessly as his younger brother sat by the window, and re-planned the time before going to order.

After the elder brother left, Shi Jing followed the floor-to-ceiling windows and saw the Rolls-Royce Phantom parked in the corner of the parking space.

The memories left over from the previous life are too fragmented, and the car has an accident on the highway. The simplest thinking, as long as you don’t take the car, nothing will happen.

This is the safest method. If it is an accident, it can avoid the accident. If someone deliberately did it and rushed to do it on the day when Shi Xi returned to the country, he must have been impatient.

You can't tell Shixi directly that he might die. If Shixi thinks he's joking and wants to get in the car and run around to prove it to him, all the foreshadowing will be in vain.

The current plan is to procrastinate, and time is life.

Thinking about it, Shi Jing went to the vending machine and bought 100 yuan of game coins.

He has never played a claw machine before, but in his previous life, he accidentally saw a short video of how the master operated it.

Someone approached behind him, Shi Jing turned his head sideways and saw Shi Xi standing with his arms folded and thoughtful.

"Brother, open this blind box and take a look."

Shi Xi was silent for a moment, then reached out to the small box.

After unpacking it, he put the handle into the pocket of the windbreaker, before Shi Xi was completely dizzy, "I'll go to the company for a meeting after I take you home."

When Shi Jing heard this, she immediately put on a straight face, "Can't you take a day off, the cola chicken wings made by my aunt at home are very delicious."

"This meeting is quite important."

"Brother, I can't go home as soon as possible." Shi Jing lowered his head, and the stupid hair on the top of his head seemed to droop along with his movements, "I offended someone, and I might be hunted down when I go home."

Shi Xi: "?"

I'm sorry, Xie Yinhan.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, how could such a good thing be without the protagonist you.

Shi Xi didn't inquire too much. He had heard a little about what happened at home recently. Seeing his younger brother feeling helpless, he said softly, "Then take you to the company?"

"The figure in your pocket, there are two hidden styles in a set." Shi Jing sighed softly, "The first one has won, will the second one be far behind?"

Shi Xi looked at him with a half-smile, as if he had seen through his mind, "I'll go to the car to get my notebook, and come back to hold a video conference, is that okay?"

After finishing speaking, Shi Xi strode towards the stairs.

When she stayed, Jing stood alone, and finally let go of her tugging heart.

Shi Xi, who was wearing earphones, sat across from him with a sullen face, and the meeting lasted for three hours.

During these three hours, Shi Jing was not idle, and he used up all the game coins he bought unwillingly.

When Shi Xi closed his notebook, he noticed a whole row of blind boxes on the table.

The corners of his lips finally curled into an inconceivable arc, Shi Xi cleared his throat, "The company's affairs are all over, shall we go out for dinner?"

Shi Jing yawned, "I drove past this alley in the morning, and there is a hot pot restaurant."

"Walk."

Things seem to have become easier, as long as you drink two glasses of wine in Shixi and take the subway home together, nothing will happen today?

The bottom of the butter pan was churning, and the hot aroma wafted everywhere. The meat slices were cooked and the vegetables were cooked.

Shi Jing's hawthorn juice replaced the wine, with the corners of her eyes reddened by the heat, a few compliments, but Shi Xi couldn't hold back.

After the meal was over, the wine bottles were placed all over the floor, all of which were Shi Da's achievements!

In the business world, there are often scenes of fine wine and toasting, but Shi Xi is not completely drunk, he just walks a little floaty.

After leaving the hot pot restaurant, both sides of the street were brightly lit, the cool breeze blew by in the early autumn night, and the smell of fireworks from the barbecue stall not far away from the rolling mat, Shi Xi suddenly put his arms around Shi Jing's shoulders.

There was not much expression on his face, but his eyes couldn't hide the light, "My hometown is really nice, and my younger brother is even better."

Shi Jing knew that he was a little drunk, and suggested, "Brother, I checked the navigation just now, and there is a subway entrance within 500 meters from here."

My hometown is so good, let's squeeze the subway with the folks, shall we?

"What a hassle." Shi Xi patted him on the shoulder while taking out his phone, "Brother, find a substitute driver."

He quickly reached out and pressed Shixi's screen to black, and said nonsense, "To tell you the truth, I saw a person wearing sunglasses and a mask approaching your car."

"So...Brother, I'd better find someone to check. The car cover hasn't been tampered with, right?"

Hearing this, Shi Xi woke up for three minutes, let go of his younger brother's shoulders, and quickly called the assistant, asking the assistant to bring someone to check the car that he drove today, what's wrong with it.

Instead, with a sullen face, he said helplessly, "Let's take the subway."

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As soon as he got home, Shi Jing saw that Shi Xi answered the call from his assistant.

The house was very quiet, and Shi Jing could hear the assistant's voice on the other end of the phone. He was sure that the car had indeed been tampered with, and someone had poked holes in the tires with nails.

If the tire blows out at high speed, the consequences can be imagined.

Shi Xi's expression became more serious the more he listened, he rubbed his head, and left a sentence, "From next Monday, brother will send you to school."

Turn around and leave the gate of the villa.

After Shi Jing took a shower, dried her hair and wrote a comprehensive examination paper, it was almost one o'clock in the morning when she went to bed.

He lay down for a while, but he didn't feel sleepy, but his stomach hurt.

In the dark room, he was lying on his side and bowed up. Before his parents were not at home, he would wake up early for school, and waking up a minute early would kill him.

No one reminded him to eat breakfast, and breakfast became a dispensable existence, and over time he suffered from stomach problems.

He got up and put on his pajamas, hunched over like a shrimp, walked out of the room, bent and squatted at the door for a while before standing up.

When passing by Xie Yinhan's bedroom, the door was still half open and the light was still on.

He gritted his teeth and passed by quietly.

The servant at home mentioned that the medicine box was placed in a drawer in the living room, and when he walked to the living room, his forehead was sweating.

I randomly opened a certain drawer and rummaged through it, but there was no trace of the medicine box. I was about to change a drawer, and a wallet fell to the ground among the messed up items.

Shi Jing picked up the men's wallet that seemed to be a few years older than him, and opened it casually. There was a photo in the interlayer.

He rubbed his stomach, and pulled out the photo by accident.

In the photo, two young men stand together.

They are all handsome, and one of them is Shi Jianfeng when he was young.

Although the other looks a bit more youthful, he is... the same person as the one in "Love Poems".

Shi Jing felt unbelievable...

Even a little bit want to doubt life.

There was the sound of footsteps coming from the stairs, which was very clear in the silent night. His heart was beating wildly, and with trembling hands, he put the photo back to its original position.

Pushing the drawer open, I heard Xie Yinhan's angry voice, "You're fucking sick, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, you stay downstairs for 10 minutes?"

Shi Jing wanted to stand up, but she didn't have the strength.

After a long time without any movement, Xie Yinhan came over, "I'm talking to you."

Shi Jing put her hands on the cabinet, supported her body and staggered for a while before barely standing up.

"Could you please help me find the medicine box?"

His hair should have been rubbed under the quilt, and some messy strands of hair stuck to his cheeks, looking a little pitiful.

Xie Yinhan's eyes were gloomy and dark, he turned around, bent his knees and squatted down, his mouth was still not clean, "I owe you my fucking life."

Seeing that Shi Jing didn't move, he said impatiently and coldly, "I came to you just because I was in a daze for medicine? Come up, and carry you upstairs."

After a few seconds, Shi Jing reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders. He lowered his head and rolled his eyes, scanning the mole at the base of Shi Jing's ring finger.

Xie Yinhan complained inexplicably, "Do you know that I can't sleep when I wake up at night?"

After finishing talking, Jing stepped up the stairs, went up to the third floor without much effort, and kicked his own room near the side of the stairs.