Rebirth of Merry Career

Perhaps it was because of drinking, when he returned home at night, Zhou Jing felt a little restless. He turned on the lamp, opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a thick stack of documents from it, and flipped through them casually.

This information is naturally prepared for Li Jiani, and the content in it is written by him with great pains, including both short-term operation ideas and long-term development goals.

It can be said that every detail of the plan is condensed with Zhou Jing's painstaking efforts. He has no doubt that as long as the above steps are followed, the business of the clothing store will be revitalized and will grow rapidly.

However, until now, Zhou Jing has not sent the materials there, nor has he accompanied Li Jiani to Lingnan to look for opportunities as originally planned. In fact, since he was injured and hospitalized, the number of times the two met has been very small.

Most of the reasons for this were on Zhou Jing. After talking with Fan Weifeng, he felt extremely conflicted and didn't know how to deal with his relationship with Li Jiani. Therefore, he intentionally or unintentionally distanced himself from her.

"This Fan Weifeng can really cause problems!" Zhou Jing dropped the documents, lay on the bed, and was in a daze. Although he blamed the other party, he was very clear that it was not this reason that really troubled him.

After calming down and analyzing carefully, Zhou Jing faintly discovered that his feelings for Li Jiani were very subtle and complicated. The reason why he was able to grasp it well before was because he felt that there was no such possibility between the two of them.

But since that day, when he heard the quarrel between Fan Weifeng and Li Jiani outside the door, his mentality has quietly changed. Amidst the uneasiness, there is a certain expectation, even desire.

This desire has not diminished slightly due to the passage of time, and it is still increasing day by day, so that when Fan Weifeng pierced the window paper, although he refused many times, in the end, he still couldn't stand the temptation and agreed with himself .

This is enough to prove that his feelings for Li Jiani are not as pure as he imagined. Perhaps, like other men, he has unreasonable thoughts about this graceful and beautiful woman, longing to conquer her one day and possess her. she.

It's no wonder that in the hallucinations that occurred during the coma, he was just walking hand in hand with Qi Qingning, while with Li Jiani, he was tossing dragons and phoenixes in the secret room. In the final analysis, it was all caused by the subconscious mind.

Although Qi Qingning is also a little beauty, when she is with her, even kissing, it is a sweet and warm feeling, with little lust, but Li Jiani is different. Fatal attraction.

After silently staring blankly for a while, Zhou Jing turned over and sat up, got out of bed slowly, walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, ran the water in a rush, took a comfortable hot bath, and his mood improved accordingly .

Just as he opened the door and came out, he heard the clear ringing of the phone. He walked over quickly, picked up the phone, and said softly, "Hi, hello."

"Xiaojing, it's me." Fan Weifeng's hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone.

Zhou Jing was slightly taken aback, and asked hesitantly, "Brother Fan, you're calling so late, what's the matter?"

Fan Weifeng sighed, and said in a low voice, "Xiaojing, can you come out for a while?"

Zhou Jing was silent for a while, then whispered: "Brother Fan, it's too late, can it be done someday?"

Fan Weifeng shook his head slightly, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Just today, I will wait for you outside the community."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone casually, took out a cigarette, frowned and smoked.

Holding the microphone, Zhou Jing pondered for a long time, finally made up his mind, quickly changed his clothes, pushed open the door, and walked out.

When he came to the gate of the community, he saw Fan Weifeng standing in the shadow of the roadside, alone in a daze. He walked up and said softly, "Brother Fan, what's the matter, tell me quickly."

Fan Weifeng smiled and said dryly, "Xiaojing, how is your body recovering during this time?"

Zhou Jing nodded, smiled and said, "It's not bad."

Fan Weifeng sighed, and said with some guilt: "If it wasn't for me, that kind of thing wouldn't have happened, I'm sorry!"

Zhou Jing shook his head and said softly: "Not necessarily, maybe it's fate."

Fan Weifeng nodded, and said with deep emotion: "That is, destiny is something that cannot be seen or touched, but sometimes it just likes to play tricks on people."

Zhou Jing smiled and didn't answer the conversation. After a while, he tentatively asked, "How are you doing these days, you two, haven't you quarreled anymore?"

Fan Weifeng took out his cigarette again and lit it with the lighter, but his fingers trembled slightly. He took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, it's good, I don't quarrel very much recently!"

Zhou Jing smiled slightly, nodded and said: "That's good, as long as you stop gambling and concentrate on doing something, you two will have a good life."

Fan Weifeng coughed a few times, hesitantly said: "Xiaojing, you should know why I asked you to come out."

Zhou Jing's heart beat faster, but he was a little embarrassed. After a long silence, he sighed, "Brother Fan, don't mention that matter."

Fan Weifeng took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "Don't go back on your word, you promised."

Zhou Jing frowned slightly, and said in surprise, "Why, she agreed?"

Fan Weifeng nodded, and said with a wry smile: "I understand her temperament very well. If there is no strong objection, that is to say, I acquiesce."

Zhou Jing was skeptical, and said softly: "Brother Fan, don't you misunderstand?"

"No!" Fan Weifeng extinguished the cigarette, threw it on the ground, stomped on it with his toes, and said lightly: "Women are always soft-hearted, as long as they are patient, they can always be persuaded."

Zhou Jing rubbed his temples, and said with complicated emotions: "It doesn't feel good to do this."

"Yeah, it's not very good, but besides this, what else can we do?" Fan Weifeng muttered in a low voice, but reached out and took out a key from his pocket, and said firmly: "I'll leave this to you, and I'll give it to you tonight." Not going back."

Zhou Jing didn't move, but persuaded softly: "Brother Fan, think again, don't make a hasty decision."

"Hold it!" Fan Weifeng took his hand, stuffed the key into his palm, patted it lightly, lit his cigarette again, took a few puffs, and coughed violently.

Zhou Jing held the key, not only did not have the slightest feeling of joy, but felt that his heart seemed to be stuffed with a heavy weight, which made him a little breathless. After a long while, he said softly, "Brother Fan, where are you going?"

"Don't worry about it." Fan Weifeng waved his hand, stepped deep and shallow, and walked to the distance with difficulty. It didn't take long for that desolate figure to disappear into the vast night.

Zhou Jing stood on the spot, motionless. After more than ten minutes, he turned around and returned home, reclining on the bed. He fiddled with the keys in his hand, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

Fan Weifeng's sadly leaving back, and Li Jiani's pretty figure swayed alternately in front of his eyes, which made him a little uneasy. It wasn't until one o'clock in the morning that Zhou Jing quietly sat up, picked up the document, and tiptoed out of bed , Leave home in the dark.

After going up to the third floor, Zhou Jing stood at the door, took a deep breath, took the key to open the door, and slipped into the room quietly, only to find that the door to the bedroom was open, and there was still an orange light inside.

After closing the door, he became extremely nervous, and his heart was pounding. In the light in front of him, it was as if there was an invisible rope pulling him, step by step.

Entering the bedroom, I saw the small and exquisite desk lamp on the bedside table, which was still on, but Li Jiani, who was wearing pink pajamas, was already asleep, lying flat on the bed, she was not covered with a quilt, and there was a magazine in hand.

Zhou Jing walked to the table, put down the materials, pulled up a chair, sat quietly by the bed, and looked at the Sleeping Beauty on the bed.

Li Jiani had already removed her makeup at this time, but her plain face looked more fresh and beautiful. There was a faint blush on her fair and tender face, and there seemed to be a slight smile on her lips.

And that pink pajamas, as thin as gauze, can't hide the graceful figure at all. The originally graceful figure now looks more graceful, with curves exposed, and the pair of plump breasts on the chest are even more attractive. The bulge, more than ever, can attract people's attention.

In front of such a lively woman, no one could withstand the temptation. Unknowingly, Zhou Jing's breathing became a little cramped, and subtle changes took place in his body.

However, Zhou Jing wasn't sure if Li Jiani really acquiesced, so he didn't do anything frivolous, but rested his chin on his hand and looked at her quietly.

After a long time, finally unable to restrain himself, Zhou Jing stretched out his right hand, stroked her hair tenderly, and whispered, "Sister Jiani, wake up."

"Huh?" Li Jiani turned over in her sleep, curled up her two white legs, grunted, and then became unresponsive again, and was not awakened by him.

Zhou Jing smiled slightly, pulled the quilt for her, leaned down again, and whispered in her ear, "Sister Jiani, a thief has broken into the house, why don't you get up quickly?"

"Don't make noise, you brat!" Li Jiani yelled in a daze while sleeping soundly, and suddenly woke up, and sat up, subconsciously raised her hands, covered her chest, and stared blankly. Zhou Jing cried out: "Xiao Jing, how did you get in?"

Zhou Jing was stunned, and his mood immediately fell to the bottom. After hesitating for a while, he took out the key from his body, put it beside his pillow, and said softly: "Sister Jiani, this key was given by Brother Fan. He didn't talk to you. Bring it up?"

Li Jiani suddenly remembered something, her cheeks were as red as fire, she turned her head, let out a sigh of relief, and said in an indifferent voice: "I mentioned it, but I didn't expect him to be so cruel!"

Zhou Jing touched his nose, with an unnatural expression, and asked tentatively, "Sister Jiani, what are you going to do?"

Li Jiani shrank to the end of the bed, pulled up the quilt, covered her body, and said aggrievedly: "He gave the key to someone else, and our relationship as a husband and wife will be over; if you take the key, our sibling relationship will also be over." That's it, it's a clean break from now on."

Zhou Jing's expression changed slightly, and his tone was dignified: "Sister Jiani, are you serious?"

Li Jiani bit the corner of the quilt and said sadly: "Yes, you two have disappointed me so much."

Zhou Jing felt pain in his heart, and whispered: "Sister Jiani, you are right. I did make a mistake in this matter. No matter what, I shouldn't have come here tonight."

Li Jiani turned her pretty face, sighed full of thoughts, and said nothing.

Zhou Jing stood up, walked slowly to the door, stopped, and said softly: "Sister Jiani, there is a piece of information on the table, take a moment to look at it, maybe it will be of some help."

Li Jiani held her cheeks in both hands and shed tears silently. After a while, she said softly: "Xiao Jing, there is a gift in the drawer of the desk. It was originally to wish you success in the college entrance examination, but it is also very good that you can find a formal job." , take it, the two of us, we will never meet again in the future."

"Okay, Sister Jiani, I'll listen to you." Zhou Jing sighed, returned to the table, opened the drawer, took out the beautifully wrapped gift box, glanced back, and left reluctantly.

Back home, Zhou Jing lay on the bed, opened the gift box, and took out two exquisitely crafted and lifelike clay figurines. One of them was cute and cute in a floral skirt, and the other was tall and handsome in a suit and leather shoes.

Looking carefully, behind the two clay figurines, there are several delicate small characters engraved on each, one is written "Sister and brother love deeply", and the other is engraved "Smooth sailing".

Playing with it for a long time, Zhou Jing smiled and put the clay figurine on the bedside table. Thinking back to those days with Li Jiani, he felt as if he had knocked over a bottle of five flavors in his heart, all kinds of tastes came up, until 03:30 in the morning. Go to sleep.