Chapter 7: You're a little young, aren't you?

Jing Rong also wondered how long Ling Xie had been watching there, and was a little creeped out by the thought of being watched like that while she slept.

What is Ling Xie's fetish? Jing Rong thinks they need to talk about it.

"You followed me?"

"Heh." Ling Xie snickered.

A faint mockery, as if to say: you think I need it?

Full marks for sarcasm, it's very Ling Xie.

Jing Rong instantly felt that he was not awake, what on him is worth Ling Xie stalking, even if stalking who will not make it so open.

Ling Xie : "Am I a ghost, what's that look on your face."

Jing Rong : "Of course you are not a ghost."

If you have to do this a few more times, you'll be scarier than a ghost.

Who woke up suddenly saw someone in the room, will not be better than my reaction, I did not kill you are considered brother and brother.

Can not afford to offend, or behave and shut up.

Ling Xie watched Jing Rong methodically fold the quilt, put the clothes hanging on the hanger into the bag and fold them neatly one by one, without any distractions, as if he did not exist.

Ling Xie is still the first time to see people who fold the quilt for the hotel room, and also fold it into a tofu dried. Ling Xie appreciates soldiers, so when he sees his own brother in life with this habit, somehow he is in a soothing mood and his eyes are comfortable.

Jing Rong Was it like this before?

Jing Rong barely lived Jia Xie as an adult, and Ling Xie is no longer very impressive.

I always feel that Jing Rong is different, as if his attitude towards him is a little bit better?

The sense of the never-breakable barrier, silently cracked a little.

It's not very obvious, it's like an illusion.

Ten years, his little brother to see him to hide, a hear him speak and shake like a sieve, as if he is some kind of flood beast.

The number of heart chills, and lazy management. Is encountered, but also most of the lessons are mainly, soft hard always have to have a useful, or how to grow crooked.

If not before the call to feel a little change in the little brother, this time and just met, he really do not want to come over, he is not a masochist, specifically to see how much his little brother rejected himself?

Ling Xie covered the corner of her mouth to suppress her laughter.

Getting up and pulling back the heavy curtains, the light instantly illuminated the room, shining the two men clearly.

Xiang Zhou, the assistant, came to the door and knocked on it.

" Zong Xie , Xiya's evaluation report is out." Xiang Zhou greeted the two brothers who had been less than amicable inside, "Young master, long time no see."

Jing Rong nodded as a response, is not a long time no see, the original owner since the fallout with Jia Xie, simply do not go back.

"Come out when you're ready." Ling Xie said and walked out, took the pad Xiang Zhou handed over and looked at it, seemingly waiting for Jing Rong.

Jing Rong looked at Ling Xie in surprise, remembering that this big brother was impatient with the original owner and would leave without a few words, let alone wait.

This big brother is famous in the financial world, known for his precious time and stingy people, and he is famous for being a pickpocket by the dollar when talking to him. Once there was an interview, said he did not like to wait for people, because no one is more expensive than his time.

The original owner is afraid of Ling Xie not for nothing, Ling Xie whatever she does is through the strong, there is a very strong dominant power.

But Jing Rong is a slow reactor, did not pick up on the other side of the aura, in the unfamiliar when he will not force himself to fight against the forces of evil, quickly tidy up, follow Ling Xie out the door as good.

Xiang Zhou followed behind with good eyes and took the shopping bag Jing Rong bought yesterday.

Ling Xie looked at the shopping bag with displeasure: "Are you going to wear this stuff to the party?" What a mess.

The original owner had heard many similar ones before and always thought Ling Xie was mocking his own rustic birth and was looking down on him.

In fact, Ling Xie and the original owner were born differently and their perceptions are different.

The same phrase can be interpreted very differently from different perspectives.

Seeing Jing Rong turn into a bored gourd again, Ling Xie is more forceful: "Go back and I'll have someone order you a set, Jia Xie people should at least dress decently."

Jing Rong has his own aesthetics on dressing, custom-made is of course good, but he doesn't wear it much except for formal occasions, he prefers to match himself, no one knows what he needs better than him.

He could hear that Ling Xie did not mean to look down on him, but only pure disapproval.

"Just the usual casual wear, no need to customize it, how old-fashioned ah." Slightly playful to warm up the originally stiff atmosphere, "Does this body of mine look a few years younger?"

Behind Xiang Zhou thought it was time for another cold war, and was greatly relieved to see the young master rounding off the conversation.

God, to today or not happy, back to the vice president to sulk again.

Ling Xie took a closer look at the beige sweatshirt of a FMCG brand and black casual pants underneath, very ordinary clothes, but it does look very comfortable on Jing Rong, which makes the boy's legs longer.

Ling Xie didn't object again, but just sneered: "You mean, I'm old-fashioned?"

I couldn't help but sweep the metal picture frame on the aisle and look at the blurred reflection of the person inside, still in his prime.

Jing Rong just thought that Ling Xie only wears custom-made, his words just now can not be aimed at the meaning.

The relationship between these two brothers, is not so you and I in the back and forth, more and more cold it, both to each other's words corner interpretation.

Jing Rong gave his opinion: "I can't tell the difference between your suit and your brother's, who looks about the same age as me, try another color next time?"

As far as I can remember, Ling Xie's clothes always switch between glossy black, dark black and matte black.

Ling Xie only felt fancy, but was somewhat satisfied with the meaning of her brother's words, and her eyes gentled a bit.

The more we talk, the more bizarre it is, we've known each other for ten years, Jing Rong has never been so comfortable talking to him, he actually even dared to give his opinion.

"Do you remember what I said yesterday?" Ling Xie seriously doubted that Jing Rong did not remember what he had ordered. The whole Jia Xie who would not take his words into account, only this kid.

"No forgetting, I've already bought the dress for the dinner party."

Jing Rong saw two Omegas standing by the elevator, changed their clothes and changed their gender, and he didn't recognize one of them as the drunk he brought back last night. It just felt that because of the proximity of a few of them, the body of an Omega with a great temperament from the back suddenly tightened up.

This reaction is very subtle, and a person may have it when he or she is nervous or has a deficiency of qi.

Jing Rong remembered that this world had the kind of Omega that was sensitive to scent, and only paused for a moment before gesturing for Ling Xie to take the next stairs and bypass the elevator.

They're just a little more trouble, but for Omega, it's having a more comfortable space.

Although Ling Xie is strange, Jing Rong wants to exercise, he has no reason to object.

When they reached the entrance of the restaurant, Ling Xie suddenly stopped and looked at Jing Rong.

In the past, Jing Rong did not like to get along with him, except for those years when he was a child and was forced to do so, and then they were all far away from each other, in fact, he and Jing Rong have drifted apart over the years, and he has not had a good chat with Jing Rong for a long, long time, let alone eat alone.

Today but willing to have breakfast with him, a person can change so much?

Jing Rong was he looked goosebumps, Ling Xie's eyes are very dark, serious when looking at people, and cold and heavy, a stern sense of the wind and rain.

Jing Rong was a little uncomfortable: "What's wrong?"

Ling Xie narrowed his eyes slightly: "Let's go in first."

The waiter introduced them to the window seat, Ling Xie sat on the seat without moving and deliberately ordered, "Help me to get some random."

Ling Xie put on the Bluetooth headset and listened to the video report from the company's branch in the other side of the ocean, where it was still night.

Jing Rong can feel Ling Xie's hot and cold, occasionally a little suspicious sight.

It is impossible to say that you are not nervous, Ling Xie has a high IQ, flexible mind, not easy to deceive people. But he does not want to pretend, he does not know when he can return, if bad luck can not return, should he always play the original owner?

Most people should not expect that the soul changed, right?

Even he himself took days to believe in changing worlds, who would be so whimsical.

But Ling Xie noticed the change in him and he was a little surprised.

He originally worried about the original owner's mother, but did not expect this unfamiliar older brother to be the first to find out instead.

Jing Rong no matter how apprehensive the heart, the face is still calm, he is a lazy person who can save on expression.

He chose a few of Ling Xie's favorites from memory and sent them over first.

This hotel's breakfast, lunch and dinner are all buffet, unlike other hotels, its Chinese food is particularly sumptuous, including a variety of Cantonese dim sum, so sumptuous that he saw a few foreign guests have eaten dozens of plates.

Although Ling Xie was talking about the video, his eyes were always watching Jing Rong, his face was still the same, but when you look closely the temperament has changed dramatically.

Especially when there are many Bs and even Os around, throwing their eyebrows at him. Seeing that my little brother is so popular, Ling Xie has a sense of pride that my family has a younger brother growing up.

But the boy did not look away, did not even notice the enthusiasm of the people around him, and I do not know if he did not see or simply did not care.

It seems that in a place he cannot see, Jing Rong has grown up completely, and he has missed a lot, Ling Xie heart some empty.

Jing Rong chose his breakfast, sorted it into different categories, and made him a bowl of noodles with small scallions, specially asking the cook to put in lard.

There is no mistake, no one except his family knows that he eats mixed noodles and mixes rice with lard, this is his little brother, as fake.

The only difference is that Jing Rong, who used to be repulsed and disgusted by him, as if he would never accept anyone from Jia Xie for the rest of his life, is now less disgusted with himself.

After Jing Rong sat down, the waiter brought her morning tea and Ling Xie personally poured Jing Rong a glass of milk.

Jing Rong looked at the hot milk and Ling Xie said lightly, "Calcium."

Jing Rong does not think he can still grow taller at this age, but never mind, he does not like to argue, and very much give Ling Xie face to finish it in one gulp.

Ling Xie looked satisfied and in a good mood and casually asked, "What about breakfast here? Any ideas."

In fact, I didn't expect Jing Rong to say anything useful, but just to find a topic in a raw way.

"I can see that thought has been put into it. I have the impression that most hotels have a Western-style breakfast buffet, mostly more or less the same, and it's cold in the stomach. But this one has a lot of Chinese meals with fresh ingredients and authentic flavors, especially the Cantonese and Cantonese dim sum, which are very popular." Jing Rong said what he had just noticed, looking towards the crowded buffet area. A comforting and unique breakfast can add up to a lot of impression points, and even Jing Rong felt that the money spent was not a waste of time as she sipped the warm boat congee.

Although his tone is flat, he speaks slowly, giving a very sincere flavor that one cannot help but listen.

Jing Rong happened to go to M at Christmas time for a magazine cover shoot in his last life, and the location was not very far from Chinatown. The only bustling place was Chinatown, where almost every Chinese restaurant was lined up with people in front, and most of them were M locals.

The Cantonese morning tea snacks are more in line with Western tastes, and this hotel makes them just like the sweet taste Jing Rong once had. From this very subtle point, it can be seen that the proprietor has paid attention to understanding the customary taste and has considered the needs of both Chinese and Western customers.

Jing Rong took a bite of the barbecued pork sausage noodles, and the experiences seemed like yesterday. He couldn't help but have a few more hints of nostalgia in his eyes. The new world was interesting and there was nothing wrong with it, but he would prefer to go back to the original place.

It is human nature that most people will prefer the place they are familiar with, where there are familiar people and things and a career that is as good as it gets.

If I can remember who Xi Gu is, is there any hope that I can go back?

Sensing Jing Rong's suddenly low mood, Ling Xie gave him a crabmeat dumpling in soup: "Eat more."

Jing Rong was stunned and pressed his head down, suppressing the upwelling of sourness and warmth.

Hearing Jing Rong praise himself, Ling Xie coughed: "Breakfast is a highly paid national five-star chef."

Jing Rong nodded: "No wonder." Few hotels put this much effort into their breakfasts, most of which are complimentary with the room, and how good can one expect the complimentary items to be. This hotel does the opposite, and it does have a reason to be expensive.

"You've graduated a few months ago, so you want to go down the dead end of acting instead of thinking about doing something else?" The question just now was also Ling Xie's test.

He was the person who opposed Jing Rong's film academy the most besides Xie's father. He has to show his face!

"What I said can be done by observation, business is more suitable for big brother, I know myself." Jing Rong thought that the other party was testing whether he had ambition, after all, Jia Xie second young man but all day long think that the original owner to grab property.

"Learning to compliment people now? You're at the top of your allowance this month and won't add." Ling Xie thought about it or encouraged a sentence, "You have a talent in this area, at least you can immediately see the characteristics of Lier Xie, how much your age, eyes are not growing where they should be."

Thanks for what, Lier Xie?

It seems to be the name of this hotel. Ha, it can't be such a coincidence.

Jing Rong froze for a moment and looked straight at Ling Xie.

Finally, he was slow to realize why Ling Xie knew which room he lived in and was able to enter the house unhindered.

Ling Xie's expression changed and his tone was dangerous: "You, really forgot?"

Ah, so angry.

This brat is so indifferent to him! How dare he really ignore everything about his big brother!

This brother, really do not want!

"No." Jing Rong immediately hid her shocked expression and sheepishly buried her head to eat.

The original owner did not consider himself to be a member of Jia Xie at all, so how could he care about any properties, let alone Ling Xie's acquisition? If the original owner didn't know, how could he know?

"Didn't forget what you paid for the room, huh?" Gnawing.

"......"

"Young, quite dry, huh?"

"......"

"What, are your wings hardened and you want to break clean with me?"

Ling Xie more and more angry, more and more cold harsh, really a bit on fire.

No one near their table dared to approach, Ling Xie's pressure except Jing Rong in front of him unharmed, the rest of the people felt obvious discomfort, the waiter saw the boss, nervously in the periphery of the group.

Jing Rong noticed the surroundings, also a little unable to stand Ling Xie repeatedly pressed questions, more or less also feel, Ling Xie is not the original owner thought indifferent and dislike their own origins.

I simply found an excuse to go back to school today and just disappear.

Ling Xie asked him to add his own WeChat before leaving, and his attitude was still tough, but Jing Rong, who used to find every reason to refuse, unexpectedly agreed this time.

It took ten years for Ling Xie to finally add his little brother's WeChat, holding back from looking at his brother's circle of friends, only to look indifferently at the people who wanted to run away when they saw him: "Plus, don't get missing. Yesterday's incident, I do not want to happen a second time."

The previous sentence Jing Rong heard, this is to let him contact regularly.

The last sentence, which kind of thing yesterday, take Omega open room? That is what he wants not to open it can not open it, do you want Omega and he sleep in a room, his Cao Zhen is not Cao Zhen up?

Jing Rong thanked the lobby manager for calling a cab for him, as cabs can get stuck in traffic during such rush hours.

As the old saying goes, commuting in a first-tier city is either jammed or crowded, or jammed and crowded.

He looked up the line, and the nearest direct subway to Film academy was less than a ten-minute walk.

On the other side of the lobby, with Jing Rong's back turned at the front desk, are Xi Gu and his good friend Hongyi Guan.

They tried to settle yesterday's room bill, but were told by the front desk that it had already been settled.

Hongyi Guan also asked a little reluctantly, "Can I know who sent me here, I want to pay him back for the room."

The receptionist remembers that when it was delivered yesterday, it was clearly a beautiful blonde, and today it has turned into a clean-cut young man.

For transvestites, most people still do not accept it well.

Hongyi Guan can feel the strange eyes around him, he has long been used to it and does not care.

The receptionist was polite and handed over the note with the address: "The gentleman said that if you want to return it, please send it to this address."

Hongyi Guan Take a look, XXXX Film academy 12th grade, Lei Feng Receive.

Hongyi Guan and Xi Gu looked at each other and both couldn't help but laugh.

"Or Film academy, your schoolmate?"

Xi Gu nodded, he was a grade skip graduate, counting the 12th grade is indeed his junior.

The receptionist is also a bit embarrassed, who would have thought that their young master, really counted very clear. Generally such a rich young master, are not very expansive? This one is really different from the fireworks.

This letter is like saying that although it helped you, but between we are strangers, in order not to make you feel guilty, the money should be counted clearly.

Of course, if the person hadn't offered to pay for the room, the receptionist wouldn't have pulled out that note.

Jing Rong had planned to pay for it all himself, and he thought he had the grace to do so.

Hongyi Guan : "Now I don't want to know the name, the room number can always give me a bar, I go up to say thanks." Such a rare species, it is too bad to let go.

The receptionist remained apologetic and said that they could not disclose the privacy of customers, it was a rule.

Hongyi Guan is still a bit reluctant: "Not even if you just say thank you?"

The receptionist smiled and continued to decline, "I'm really sorry."

For the young master's message, it was Zong Xie's personal order.

"And that guest has already left." Right behind you at 11 o'clock, just walked out.

Xi Gu, who could not see Hongyi Guan's mind, was happy to see the hunt again, and pulled his friend to drag him out, while whispering, "Don't make things difficult for others." The two of them know that they will never say anything.

Hongyi Guan sighed: "I just can't let go of it, if you see it, you definitely can't help it."

Xi Gu smiled lightly, the late summer wind blew a pool of spring water, only a shallow smile, but also thrilling.

Hongyi Guan looked at Xi Gu's face and thought he was overthinking.

Only others can't resist Xi Gu. Xi Gu is not interested in anyone.

Not even a hint of it.

*

Self-service restaurant.

After Jing Rong left, Ling Xie's expression instantly cooled down and just stood up when a fiery person came to the door. The visitor dyed his hair red, his temperament was flamboyant, and his outfit was worth a lot of money, just like a walking ATM.

"Brother Xie, wait a minute!"

Ling Xie turned his head to look, recognized as a celebrity from Shanghai, by the younger generation of the world's ancestors jokingly called Prince, is the only heir of the Wu family, still in college, generous to others, grudges and grievances, but because the family from the black to white, subject to the influence of earlier customs, very arrogant and domineering.

"Young Wu."

Wu Fu (fu) Yu does not care about Ling Xie's cold face, Ling Xie is not of their generation. Although the age difference is only about ten years, but Ling Xie already has real power, is typical of other people's children, is Feiyu Wu also dare not put up a fight in front of him.

He was pushed and held all night, but his neck still hurt. He went to the hospital and took pictures, and those quacks said he just sprained it, nothing serious at all.

The expression as if he was lying, angry Feiyu Wu did not sleep a night, he was in pain incontinence, this is called no major injuries? Are they all blind?

He must find that god damned asshole!

He drew a portrait of the man himself and gave it to Ling Xie, hoping he could help find him.

His family is the Shanghai city to make a fortune, in this four or nine city nothing to do, of course, is to find the local snake is better.

Ling Xie's face was expressionless when she saw this so-called portrait.

Xiang Zhou, the assistant behind him, twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at the honeyed and confident young master of the Wu family.

A sketch as if it were a small monster, so where do they go to find someone?

It's a hell of a thing to find.

Someone in this world looks like Godzilla?