I heard someone wants to raise me

Ning Jianjing looked at his hand and slowly tightened it.

His legs and feet are not good, although he is good-looking, but no one is willing to buy him home, and the sensual establishment also dislikes his inflexibility. They want a soft and pleasing child, but he is too stubborn, and no guests will like him.

Those people trained him to steal, but his legs were bad and he couldn't run fast. He didn't want to steal people's things.

When Mr. Ning came to buy him, he was very grateful and felt that he could finally leave this devil's lair where life was worse than death. In fact, he just went from a horrible place to another whitewashed place of peace.

He has long passed the age of using what he wants to deceive his ears and steal the bell. What he wants, he will get it back with his own hands.

Ning Jianjing supported his head, picked up a strawberry and shouted at Jing Xiuzhu, "Hey, I reward you with a strawberry."

Jing Xiuzhu glanced at him sideways, and asked with a smile for a while, "What? You don't think I'm selfish and shameless, and you reward me with strawberries? You reward me for throwing someone away?"

Ning Jianjing pursed his lips, put the strawberry into his mouth, and said: "Lin Shu was kidnapped by someone, and it has nothing to do with you. Even if you were by his side that day, he may still be kidnapped in the future." Abducted, premeditated."

Jing Xiuzhu was completely stunned at this moment, staring blankly at Ning Jianjing's indifferent expression, how many calculations this person has in his head, even this can be deduced.

Ning Jianjing took off the strawberry leaves, stood up holding the stem, pinched the tiny stem with his fingertips, and brought it to Jing Xiuzhu's mouth: "Open your mouth."

Jing Xiuzhu looked at his white fingertips making the strawberries more rosy, and didn't move for a while, Ning Jianjing suddenly laughed, and tilted his head and said, "Mister, would you like to eat my strawberries?"

Paused.

Ning Jianjing put it half in his mouth, blinked his right eye, smiled, and said vaguely: "Or, I'll feed you."

For such a second, Jing Xiuzhu's consciousness was instantly emptied, not because of his rubbing fire, but because of the previous sentence.

For so many years, those who knew the inside story couldn't bear to mention it, and those who didn't know the inside story blamed him for not taking Lin Shu well. No one ever told him that Lin Shu's disappearance was not the reason for you.

Although he didn't care about such an excuse, it was not your responsibility for someone to tell him the last sentence so plainly, and it still made his eyes slightly warm when he was moved.

Ning Jianjing looked arrogant and in need of a beating, but in fact he was the most delicate and meticulous in his heart, so he was able to say the words "dispensable" so calmly and solemnly.

Jing Xiuzhu reached out, took the strawberry from his mouth, and put it into his mouth: "Thank you."

Ning Jian Jing Xin tacitly did not say what he meant by thanking him, blinked and smiled, turned around, sat back on his chair, propped his head and asked him, "Is it sweet?"

"Alright."

He asked again, "Is that strawberry sweet, or mine?"

Jing Xiuzhu spat out the strawberry stalk, stretched out his finger towards him, and hooked it, "Come here and I'll tell you."

"I'm not going." Ning Jianjing turned his head away and said, "Cook quickly, do you want to starve me to death?"

Jing Xiuzhu thought for a while and said, "Uncle Lin's matter has nothing to do with you. If he comes to you, leave him alone and leave it to me. Do you understand?"

Ning Jianjing didn't answer, but nodded.

Seeing that he had listened, Jing Xiuzhu had a flash of inspiration and said: "Although you are my boss, you should endure the things that you shouldn't be in my place, making you look like my boyfriend. Hey, what did you say just now?" Does your sentence sound like: Hey, I'm his boyfriend, you have something to tell me."

Ning Jianjing sat upright on the chair, turned his head when he heard the words, looked at him for a while as if he was crazy, and asked sincerely: "Are you out of your mind?"

Jing Xiuzhu raised his foot, kicked him lightly, and turned his head to call him: "Hey, Lord Jin."

"What?"

"Forget it, don't do anything." Jing Xiuzhu swallowed the words back, and said instead: "After dinner, you can sleep at home honestly. I will go to the gym to train, and I won't come back. Lock the door by yourself."

"Aren't you coming back?"

Jing Xiuzhu smiled: "What? You don't dare to sleep alone, do you want me to sleep with you?"

Ning saw Jing Leng and scoffed, "I'm sick, get out of here."

As soon as the words fell, Jing Xiuzhu's phone rang suddenly. He was too busy cooking, so he looked at the call notification with his head, and asked Ning Jianjing to answer it for him.

As soon as the connection was made, Hu Lijin almost cried and said, "Captain Jing, something happened!"

Jing Xiuzhu's hands trembled from his fright, and he almost threw the pot away, so he hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

"Xiao Song got into a fight with someone, and his hand is sprained and is being bandaged in the hospital."

The spatula in Jing Xiuzhu's hand fell into the pot with a clang. He grabbed the phone and asked with a frown, "Xiao Song got into a fight with someone? Did you recognize the wrong person?"

Hu Lijin stood outside the clinic, clutching his head and wanting to cry, and said quickly, "I even admit my own child is wrong, am I a fool?"

"You're no better than an idiot, are you still proud?" Jing Xiuzhu held back his temper, and said calmly as much as possible: "There was an accident when I was away for more than two hours, and I told you to take them with me before I left. I’m afraid of accidents when I’m eating, are you pretending to be muddled in your mind? Are you the manager who came here to eat, and you’re really good at bringing the players to the hand.”

Hu Lijin didn't dare to contradict him, and said in a low voice, "I don't want to, either. Who knew that the most obedient kid in the team could fight with others and even hurt his hand. I don't think I'm the manager, or the boss."

Jing Xiuzhu let out a low breath, suppressing his irritable breath, and asked again: "Isn't he always with the senior brother? Where is the senior brother?"

Hu Lijin said: "We ate together. When we were about to go back, Xiao Song said let's go to the car first, so he went to the bathroom, and we got into a fight."

"You..." Jing Xiuzhu took back the second half of the sentence, not knowing what Hu Lijin said, hung up the phone and looked back at Ning Jianjing: "Come with me?"

Ning Jian nodded: "The team's player is injured, as the boss, he should give his condolences."

**

When the two rushed to the hospital, Xiao Song was sitting in the consulting room, and the doctor wrapped gauze around his wrists, making him look like a mummy brother.

"what happened?"

When Xiao Song saw Jing Xiuzhu and Ning Jianjinglai, he immediately stood up, and wanted to back away awkwardly, but was held down by the doctor, "Don't move, you don't want your hands anymore?"

Xiao Song looked at the two nervously, and whispered, "Captain Jing, boss."

Ning Jianjing clapped his hands vainly at him: "Bandage first, we'll talk about things later."

Jing Xiuzhu turned his head to look at Hu Lijin, and motioned him to come out with him.

Hu Lijin shrank his neck, as if Jing Xiuzhu was showing a murderous look, he didn't dare to look at him, and said in a low voice: "The doctor said that Xiao Song's hand problem is not too big, if he takes a good rest, he will be fine in a week."

"That's good."

Hu Lijin was taken aback: "Huh?"

Jing Xiuzhu turned his head and glanced in, just in time to meet Xiao Song's nervous expression, and found that when he was looking at him, he suddenly lowered his head again, biting his lips and daring not to raise his head again.

"He is still so young and has at least ten years of professional life. If a fight is ruined, there will be nowhere to cry. Hands are more precious than life to professional players. What a pity he has a fight."

Hu Lijin shrank his neck again.

After Xiao Song finished bandaging, the doctor called several people in and explained some precautions. Hu Lijin asked the doctor again and again whether Xiao Song's hand would leave sequelae, and he was relieved a little after receiving several assurances.

Hu Lijin drove a few people to the hotel arranged by the race party. They were silent all the way, Jing Xiuzhu and Ning Jianjing kept quiet, and Xiao Song didn't dare to speak, so naturally he didn't dare, so they just arrived at the destination.

After entering the room, Xiao Song almost fell to his knees, bent over and said with red eyes, "I'm sorry Team Jing, I..."

Jing Xiuzhu: "Tell me, who is so deserving of a beating that you have to fight him at the cost of ruining your career. You really feel wronged because you don't have a big sniper in your hand."

Xiao Song blinked hard, raised his hand and wiped it, and said: "I'm sorry Team Jing, I know I'm too impulsive, I know there will be a game tomorrow, this game is so important to our team, but I still... "

"wrong."

Xiao Song was startled, and let out a bewildered "ah".

Ning Jianjing smiled, didn't want to expose Jing Xiuzhu's intentions, but leaned against the door frame on one side to listen to Xiao Song admitting his mistakes, thinking that this old bastard really deserves a beating.

Hu Lijin heard the laughter, looked back at Ning Jianjing, and followed his gaze, Jing Xiuzhu?

Why did he feel that there suddenly seemed to be a tacit feeling between the two of them? What happened this afternoon?Fall in love?

Alas.

Hu Lijin was so frightened by his brain, he quickly shook his head to get his thoughts out of his mind, if the two of them could see each other, pigs could climb trees.

Some time ago, he thought that there was something wrong between the two of them, but one day he suddenly bumped into them and almost got into a fight. Only then did he realize that the "misunderstanding" between the two of them was all staged by Ning Jianjing.

He knew very well that Ning Jianjing was going to take revenge, so he felt a little more awe and sympathy for Jing Xiuzhu in his heart.

He was much more miserable than himself. What he experienced was the physical damage from the outside world, and what the Jing team experienced was double the mental and physical damage.

After admitting his mistake, Xiao Song carefully looked at Jing Xiuzhu, swallowed his saliva, and felt that the sudden pain in his wrist was unbearable. Team Jing's eyes were so scary, he regretted it, and knew that he would not fight.

No, I knew he would still fight.

"To be honest, who did you fight with?" Jing Xiuzhu asked.

Xiao Song took a deep breath, closed his eyes and said, "I... and the deputy team."

Jing Xiuzhu's pupils shrank suddenly, stood up all of a sudden, looked straight into Xiao Song's eyes, and confirmed again: "With whom?"

Ning Jianjing was also taken aback, and straightened up from the wall he was leaning against, but his arms were still vainly wrapped around his arms, and his eyes turned to Xiao Song who was almost crying when Jing Xiuzhu asked him.

He took a step back subconsciously, swallowed again and said in a low voice: "Vice-team Yuansheng and I...I'm sorry for Team Jing, I know I shouldn't do it, but he..."

Ning Jianjing smiled, "Did he call you Team Jing?"

Xiao Song was stunned, subconsciously said: "How do you know!"

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