me and the king next door

Chapter 42

I was stubborn in my previous life. When I was a student, I was okay. Everyone was a classmate. No one would go into the details of the relationship. But when I got to work, Wang Xun became my boss. It's normal, so no one would think about it, so I became a man who curry favor with my boss...

The takeaway has become an accessory of Wang Xun in their eyes. Now that I think about it, I really want to slap myself.

I have always known that Wang Xun's heart is very bright, he knows everything in his heart, and he naturally knows how my relationship with Bai Yansong and the others are. The older I get, the more clearly my conflicts with them are revealed, but I don't Knowing why he keeps bringing me around to work with them.

After all, the moment I went there, I had a different aura from them. A few pampered young masters, bigwigs in the business world, and I was really an asshole at that time. Later, I somehow became the king of eating Xun's, use Wang Xun's...

I also feel that it is inappropriate to change from a slut to a good-for-nothing. After all, I still get his salary, but he looks rich and powerful, and he will stare at me when I say a few more words, so I won’t mention it later. Yes, probably thinking about the good of our two families and wanting to take care of me, but in Lin Wei's eyes, he looks ugly.

Fortunately, the place where Wang Xun threw me was far away from Lin Wei at that time, and I couldn't get in touch with him normally. After that, Bai Yansong and I separated from each other, and our life became much more comfortable.

Actually, I don't want to be like this either... After all, I'm also a man, always like this, there is always a feeling that I've been taken care of.

I know Wang Xun knows everything, so when he said these words, he was half-serious, half-joking, not jealous of him, but concealed, so as not to make us both unhappy.

Wang Xun's city is very deep, and things are kept in his heart. Even if he usually fights with me, he still won't tell me a lot of things. He doesn't talk to me like girls, and he has his own way of doing things. I plan, it was like this in my last life, and it will be the same in this life, including now that he looks at me, I have been thinking about it for a long time and I don't know what it means.

Wang Xun was not angry, instead he smiled and said, "What are you thinking?"

Me: "Nothing."

He said: "I didn't seem to have much steamed buns just now, and I can't get enough to eat. Let's go for a walk around the snack street later, and we'll go home after a walk."

Before I said whether it was okay or not, he decided on his own, and even said to himself, I think it's good.

I'm so...

He arranged everything for me. I had something to say but didn't know how to say it. The words came to my mouth and I swallowed them back.

Wang Xun helped me get my clothes and handed me water, and there was a slight smile on his normally serious face, which made it easy for me to wipe his face.

After hundreds of rounds of the battle between heaven and man, after thinking about mine, I finally sighed, forget it, let him go, I let him fiddle with it for so many years, he may not be able to change it, and I will not let him in the next few years Fiddle with it and give him a better memory.

Most of Wang Xun's ego comes from my vaguely remembered Grandpa Wang. After all, Wang Xun is personally taught by him for several months every year. It's normal to be similar to the old man. I didn't realize until later that this kind of ego is actually a superior person. A manifestation of the

The future Wang Xun will be a diamond king in the business world. How many people are eager to get past it? People's life is like this. They will always stand on top of others, no matter how self-assertive, there will still be people licking his toes one after another. I will praise him for what Mr. Wang said is good, what Mr. Wang said is great...

It is not certain whether Wang Xun and I will have social relations in the future.

It's still a bit sad to think about it, except for my bad feelings for him in the past, after all, he is also the person who grew up with me, so I will naturally have more innocent nostalgia for him.

But I always feel weird, something seems wrong, but I can't tell.

finally!When Wang Xun insisted on asking me to drink water for the third time, but was pushed away by my "indifference", I realized something was wrong. Isn't Wang Xun's appearance like the "dog licking" in Lin Wei's mouth? ? ?

I was frightened by my own thoughts, turned my head to look at him, Wang Xun handed over the water again: "You have been dancing for so long, a lot of water has evaporated, take a sip."

The bottle cap was close to my mouth, and I couldn't turn my head for a while, and when I figured it out, I laughed at my idea as funny.

At this time, I saw Zheng Bao again.

The guy came up to Zeng Jing with a piece of bread, and his face continued to be courteous: "Eat as you eat, I think you haven't eaten anything all night."

Zeng Jing showed embarrassment: "Forget it, I'll lose weight."

Zheng Bao said again: "Eat, let's eat, now we are all growing up, and the pressure of studying is also heavy, why lose weight..."

Zeng Jing: "No need, thank you."

Zheng Bao: "Eat, eat."

I glanced at Wang Xun, and Wang Xun said, "Drink!"

I took the water bottle and took a big gulp to wash away the weird thoughts in my head.

I remember what else is there in that sentence, it seems to be called... oh oh!

It's called "Lick the dog, lick the dog, until there's nothing left."

Zeng Jing left proudly, Zheng Bao held the piece of butter bread and wept in the corner humble.

It is said that fashion is a reincarnation, and people are not.

I went back to class to pick up things, and suddenly heard a melodious violin, which attracted my attention. I saw that the lights on the stage were very dim, and a few beams of white light shone in the center of the stage. Four or five of them were wearing suits. The teenagers sat on the stools, lined up in a row, with violins resting on their chins, and the bow moved slightly, making a melodious sound.

Fu Jing was sitting at the back, with eyes downcast, holding a bow with her beautiful fingers. I looked at him carefully from the top of the stands, and thought he was very good-looking, with a dignified appearance, just like a prince in a fairy tale. .

Fu Jing's hands should hold the piano.

The closer I got to him, the more mysterious he became. There seemed to be many things behind him, tightly covered and hidden by him.

How could such a young man, with excellent character and learning, be talking and laughing in a tavern and living in a dilapidated apartment after many years.

But I know that Fu Jing has never been a bad person, it's funny to say it, I don't know him at all, but I just think so, people's sixth sense is strangely accurate.

Wang Xun's diary 8:

I have lived at my grandfather's house for several days, and my grandfather seems to have something to do and hasn't come back. I am very bored with that uncle.

Dad said that there are many children playing with me here, but why am I the only one left now? I didn’t hear laughter when I went to the living room, and I’m not used to it.

My uncle told me that those children have all gone home. Grandpa likes me and wants me to stay for a few more days.

I thought, Grandpa is such a weird old man, I didn't even say a few words to him, and I was with this uncle every day, how could he like me.

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