I heard someone wants to raise me

Ning Jianjing is an absolutely sober person, and he has a very clear position on himself, what should be done and what should not be done, there is a clear and clear dividing line in his heart.

He wanted to find his biological parents and ask them if they didn't want his own on purpose, or lost it by accident.

He also wanted the Ning family to suffer the consequences for themselves.

He has a lot of things left undone, not so important, but always figured out.

Jing Xiuzhu is different from others, he has nothing to do with him, he really shouldn't mix him with Ning Jianyao, let alone get too close to him.

Waking up in another man's bed for two consecutive days, although nothing happened, but exposing the wound to others without hindrance is almost beyond the scope of his reason.

Stomach throbbing, starting from yesterday afternoon, except for the half apricot fed by Jing Xiuzhu this morning, he only had a stomach full of spirits, which caused him a burning headache.

"I'll talk about it tomorrow, I'm tired."

"Did you have dinner tonight?"

Jing Xiuzhu asked questions without beginning or end, but Ning Jianjing didn't react for a while, and was at a loss for a second, then heard his cell phone ringing suddenly, and picked it up on his own.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll come down right away."

After Jing Xiuzhu hung up the phone, he stretched out his hand and gave him a soft nod: "Be honest, I'll go down and get something, and I'll give you medicine when I come back."

"?"

Ning Jianjing looked at him in a daze before he finished speaking and went out, and locked the door with a click from the outside, leaving him and the empty room staring wide-eyed.

"Meow..."

As soon as Ning saw Jing lowered his head, bamboo shoots came out of nowhere, crawled onto his body, and licked his wrist with his tongue.

"Why are you here? That old guy doesn't like me, and he also hates cats. Be careful not to let him mess with the fish stew in the pond."

"Meow... woo..."

Ning Jianjing rubbed the bamboo shoot's head, carried it to the window, stretched out his hand and opened the curtain, a little lost in thought, did people like Jing Xiuzhu commit any crimes?

no.

Although he is shameless, he is actually the most gentleman in his bones. He unconsciously lay on his bed twice. Not only did he not take the opportunity to take revenge on himself, but he gave him medicine instead.

The two were used to fighting each other, but they didn't see that he was really angry.

Jing Xiuzhu should have a very happy family. He grew up loved and loved. He may come out to play games willfully, but he has reached the peak all the way, reaching a height that others can't match.

He and himself are people from two worlds.

Ning Jianjing thought, he must not know that some people would sell their own blood to others at different prices since they were teenagers in order to survive.

One day he knows what he wants to do, and he should be very disdainful, maybe even disgusted.

It doesn't matter.

Ning Jianjing put down the curtains, hugged the bamboo shoots and sat back on the bed, leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes, wondering what he was thinking, as if he had fallen asleep.

When Jing Xiuzhu came back, he saw this scene.

Ning Jianjing was wearing the boyish shirt he had in the morning, his hair was lifted a little by the night wind, and he was sitting on his bed with an obedient bamboo shoot in his arms.

He suddenly couldn't bear to wake up.

Jing Xiuzhu was a little obsessed with watching, and couldn't help thinking that one day, Ning Jianjing would really be willing to be with him. When he came back from training every day, he would just watch him sitting on the bedside, hugging the cat and waiting for him.

This should make his blood boil more than winning the championship.

"What are you looking at?"

Ning Jianjing spoke suddenly, breaking Jing Xiuzhu's obsession, flashed unnaturally for a moment, coughed lightly, and said: "Eat something, go back and rest early."

Jing Xiuzhu took a deep breath, stabilized his wild thoughts, and served him a bowl of porridge.

Ning Jianjing was taken aback, "...the moon among the clouds?"

Jing Xiuzhu said "Yes", "You are very talkative, I am afraid that the craftsmanship of our master master in the cafeteria will not be able to enter your mouth, and the rice is wasted for nothing, so drink it quickly."

Jing Xiuzhu stood by the side of the bed, thinking that Ning Jianjing would come back with a sarcasm when he said that, but he just took it, blew it, took a sip, and turned his back.

"If you want to go up, go up quickly."

Jing Xiuzhu was taken aback.

"medicine."

Jing Xiuzhu was taken aback again.

Ning Jianjing held the bowl with one hand, unbuttoned his shirt with the other hand, and reached out to him with his back turned. There was no movement for a long time, and he frowned and turned around: "Aren't you going to help me apply the medicine?"

"..." Jing Xiuzhu managed to throw out the yellow thoughts in his heart, and calmly took off one of his sleeves, revealing his fair back and shoulders, and let out a low breath.

What he wanted to do was not just medicine.

There are people.

After Jing Xiuzhu finished supplementing in his heart, he went to the bathroom and returned with a basin of warm water, twisted a towel and wiped his back.

His skin is fair, and his body is not so healthy. Although the redness and swelling from yesterday disappeared, the bruising has become more serious, like a piece of beaten and necrotic flesh, which is shocking.

"Old stuff."

"Ok?"

Ning Jianjing paused, turned his back to him and raised his head and said, "Will you lose this competition?"

Jing Xiuzhu paused, and quickly said, "No."

"Then will you keep winning?"

Jing Xiuzhu wanted to say that no one in this world can win forever, and in the matter of competition, if you win, you lose, but at this moment he suddenly didn't want to talk about it.

"I'll try."

Ning Jianjing said "hmm" and stopped talking. Jing Xiuzhu didn't understand the meaning of his question for a while, his thoughts were as dense as a spider web, and no one could figure it out.

After a while.

Jing Xiuzhu resisted the urge to caress the scar on his back, and said softly, "Little bastard, let me tell you a story, will you listen?"

"You speak."

Jing Xiuzhu gave him medicine and said: "When I was 16 years old, I came out to play games. At that time, my mother thought that my life was over. If I couldn't study well, I would go out to play games. I was so angry that I didn't go out for two years. Give me a call."

"and then?"

"Later, PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds held its first official match, that is, when I teamed up with Wencheng Yuansheng and the others, I won the championship." Jing Xiuzhu laughed, and said, "I took the trophy and went back to When I got home, I blew my rainbow fart for two days."

"Did she forgive you?"

"Oh no, she kicked me out again."

"..."

Ning Jianjing didn't know what to think of, holding the bowl and whispering to him, "Your mother must love you very much."

Jing Xiuzhu was startled, as if he never thought that such words would come out of his mouth, he didn't react for a while, and said after a while: "If my mother hears this, she will beat me with a stick, tell me Do you love me or not?"

Ning Jianjing smiled and turned around: "Then when will you bring me to meet your mother?"

"What? Want to meet my parents?" Jing Xiuzhu rubbed his head, took the bowl with a smile and said, "It's a pity, I can only take my wife to see my mother, so don't think about it."

Ning Jianjing stood up, "Okay, thank you for the porridge."

"Yo, you still say thank you?"

Seeing that Jing Jing did not go back sarcastically, he also smiled, "Yes, I will repay you with gratitude, and give you a kiss?"

Jing Xiuzhu: "Fuck off when you're full, rub the fire without saying a word, don't pick a day if you're sorry."

Ning Jianjing waved his hands and left the room, and the bamboo shoots also walked away gently behind him.

Jing Xiuzhu turned around, leaned against the window, and looked at the night sky.

He thought, I'll share my past with you, you can't say no.

The day before the competition, all FRG and Ning Jianjing landed in Jiangcheng and checked into the hotel arranged by the competition team.

At night, Jing Xiuzhu came and knocked on the door.

Ning Jianjing opened the door, "What's the matter?"

"Take you to eat."

In fact, the team ate together, which was arranged by the competition team, in case the players ate something unclean outside, and if something went wrong, it would affect the game.

But Jing Xiuzhu felt that he was not used to eating it, so he refused to eat it.

Ning Jianjing: "No, it's boring to have dinner with you."

"Why is it boring?" Jing Xiuzhu asked him: "My gender makes you feel boring?"

Ning Jianjing said, "You won't let me drink."

Not letting you drink is not for your own good. A child with a big fart is working with his body all day, and being able to eat one meal a day is his respect for the stomach.

Jing Xiuzhu looked at him for a while, then backed down a little: "I didn't tell you to drink, don't drink on an empty stomach, eat something first, and drink slowly when you come back."

"Sitting alone in a hotel room drinking at night, is it sick?"

"What? I have to call you two beautiful girls to accompany you?" Jing Xiuzhu glanced at him, "The big girl doesn't have one, but the old man has one. I'll drink with you."

"Just you? Will you?"

Jing Xiuzhu said without blushing, "No, I think you can drink it."

**

Although he has been away from home for many years, Jiangcheng is still his hometown, and Jing Xiuzhu often comes back during his two-year vacation.

He took Ning Jianjing to a restaurant with a good environment. He ate there once when he came back from vacation last time. The taste and service were basically worthy of this little ancestor's pickiness.

"Hello, how many people?"

"Two people."

"This way, please." The waiter took the two to a two-seater in the southeast corner, put down the menu and waited for order.

Jing Xiuzhu was not picky about food, so he handed it to Ning Jianjing to order.

"Old stuff."

Jing Xiuzhu said "En" without raising his head, waiting for his next words, but instead of his next words, he waited for another person's voice.

"Xiuzhu?"

Jing Xiuzhu frowned instantly, and looked up at the person who came.

"Yo, what about eating?"

Lin De sat down on the seat next to Ning Jianjing, a strong smell of alcohol and peculiar smell came to his nostrils, making Ning Jianjing frowned, and sat down silently.

Jing Xiuzhu glanced at Ning Jianjing who was feeling unwell.

"Uncle Lin, what a coincidence, are we together?"

Lin Dewei waved his hands: "No, no, no, no, I don't deserve to have dinner with you. I just thought that you couldn't get through the phone recently. I thought something happened to you, but I didn't expect to meet you here. You It's a coincidence."

Jing Xiuzhu knew what he wanted to say as soon as he opened his mouth, and it was fine to say these words behind his back, but it was not good enough to say in front of Ning Jianjing.

"I've been really busy preparing for the competition these days. If you have anything to do, you can ask my dad. Anyway, he's retired now and there's nothing to do..."

Lin Dewei interrupted with a smile: "You definitely don't want to answer my phone, have dinner with such a beautiful boy, I see you..."

"Uncle Lin!" Jing Xiuzhu frowned, interrupting the dirty words he was about to say.

Lin Dewei was tongue-tied and drunk, but his speech was not too unclear, and the purpose of opening and closing his mouth was clear.

Ning Jianjing was about to faint from the smell of alcohol.

He put down the menu and turned his head: "Hello."

"Who are you?"

Ning Jianjing stood up, looked at the aggressive man in front of him, and said almost word for word: "I'm his boss, tell me what you want to do."

The author has something to say: In this chapter, the text is really stuck to a certain point. Today's Okawa is a farting Okawa.

I hope that tomorrow will be Riwan’s Okawa

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me~

感谢投出[地雷]的小天使：你还要不要脸了4枚、困年年啊3枚、一曲红尘1枚、将离曲1枚、咖啡1枚、小酒窝.1枚、起邻1枚、杨树妖娆1枚、腐为耽生1枚

Thanks to the little angel who threw the [grenade]: You still need to be shameless 2, and Yan Lu 1

Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with nutrient solution~

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