Hold On, You're Something Else [MTL]

14

Although Xie Ling's request was very strange, Zhou Xiang knew that Mr. Xie was not an ordinary person.

Looking at Xie Ling's outstretched thin arm, Zhou Xiang took a deep breath and pinched it hard.

It's a pain, not a dream.

Xie Ling's expression remained unchanged, only his eyes showed shock.

He casually dismissed the project manager who followed him, and agreed to allocate funds to fill the loophole that his second brother lost.

Xie Ling glanced outside, took out a thin plush blanket from his resting room, and walked out.

He used to look forward to his new brother very much. The second brother who was related by blood didn't welcome his elder brother. His biological mother died young and his father was addicted to his lover. Xie Ling was actually looking forward to the arrival of Xiao Rongjing.But maybe from the first day they met, seeing the sincerity and fear in Xiao Rongjing's eyes, it was already doomed that they would not be brothers in this life.

The fact is also the same. In the past ten years, they have drifted away and become strangers.

Xie Ling lightly covered Rong Jing with the blanket, and saw that his child was wrapped in the fluffy blanket, looking very soft, not at all indifferent as usual when meeting each other, Xie Ling looked complicated.

Such a peaceful relationship is somewhat unreal.

Rong Jing got up early today, and was really sleepy at this time.

Half of his face was buried in the sofa, and he didn't notice any changes in the outside world. The incandescent lamp above his head hit him, his cheeks flushed faintly because of his deep sleep, his long eyelashes cast fine shadows, and he was quiet and peaceful on weekdays. The alienated breath gradually disappeared.

It's just that there is not much space on the sofa, and the legs wrapped in slacks are uncomfortable in the gap, Rong Jing frowned.

Xie Ling moved the coffee table so that Rong Jing could stretch his legs, and asked Zhou Xiang to dim the lights.

Xie Ling looked at Hui Rongjing's sleeping face coldly again, and suddenly said: "Little brother, it's really changed."

Zhou Xiang: "Then do you like the young master before he changed, or the young master now?"

Xie Ling didn't answer directly, they are both his younger brothers, how to compare.

but……

"If it was the old Rong Jing, maybe I would never be able to wait for this day."

Rong Jing wakes up slowly, and every time he wakes up, he will let go for a few minutes. During these few minutes, everything he does is in slow motion.

The lights in the room were not turned on, only the slanting sun from the window shone in, covering the stern man who was working not far away in the twilight, making his shadow long and lonely.

Rong Jing didn't make any movement, just stared blankly until his consciousness slowly recovered.

Xu Shi found that Rong Jing woke up, the man came over, and said coldly: "Don't you know how to cover yourself with a quilt when you are asleep?" As he spoke, he took the blanket off Rong Jing's body and handed it to Zhou Xiang.