What do you want in life

Chapter 35 Can the Oath of the Past Become Forever (14)
Entering the office, I saw Shen Nanzhang sitting at the desk, Shen Juncheng looked normal, and called him "Dad".

Shen Nanzhang stood up happily, "Xiaocheng, I'm waiting for you."

"I'll tidy up the work in hand and leave after handing over." Shen Juncheng didn't meet his happy eyes, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger by the window.

Shen Nanzhang looked at him, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Xiaocheng, don't be arrogant, the company needs you."

Shen Juncheng smiled when he heard the words, "If you just hire a professional manager to manage it, it will be much better than me."

"But no one will take care of you like you and manage the company as your own child."

Shen Juncheng's hand on the hanger stopped, he lowered his head, and said softly: "...that was in the past, in the future... I may not be able to do it."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Shen Nanzhang approached him, his eyes full of encouragement, "Actually nothing has changed, I am still the same as before, the company is still the company, and so are you, don't think too much."

"No, Dad." Shen Juncheng closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, Shen Nanzhang read the unprecedented separation and alienation from his eyes, "For me, everything has changed."

He didn't want to let himself fall into meaningless sentimentality, so he quickly put away the feeling of being overwhelmed and walked quickly to the desk.

He still has a lot of things to deal with. If he wants to leave, he hopes to hand over to his successor a relatively clean and clear situation, and he absolutely does not want his handover period to exceed a week.

"Xiaocheng..." In Shen Nanzhang's tone, there was more helplessness than blame.

"Dad," Shen Juncheng stood in front of the table, looked down at a piece of information, and calmly said to his father: "In these years, I have hardly done anything that I really want to do...so this time, please let me I'll do whatever I want."

Shen Nanzhang looked at him dumbly for a while, said nothing more, turned around and opened the door silently to go out.

Shen Juncheng suddenly raised his eyes to look at his father's leaving figure, and the guilt in his heart surged up like a tide.

However, how many times he was "kidnapped" by his parents' good intentions to move forward. He still remembers this feeling of resentment and resentment. He must give himself a change of breath.

Shen Juncheng dealt with the company's affairs quickly, and it took three days to get everything done.

In the past three days, countless inquiries have been called to him, and he has pushed them to Cao Wenyu to deal with them.

Shen Nanzhang still came every day, trying to influence him in different ways, but in the end, he still failed to keep Shen Juncheng.

"Aren't you going to see your mother?" Shen Nanzhang was at his wit's end, but he knew that he couldn't turn his back on him. Wu Qiuyue had already sung red faces. If he got angry again, there would be no room for maneuver. Shen Juncheng couldn't get angry either.

Shen Juncheng was arranging the personal belongings in the office, he was still stiff when he heard the words, but then he replied: "Let's wait a while, I may go to see her now, she might not be happy, I won't be too late when she calms down. If it's convenient, you can send her a message for me, asking her to take care of herself."

Shen Nanzhang could only smile wryly.

At dusk, Shen Juncheng returned to Xiaoying's residence. She had already cooked dinner and was waiting for him while flipping through magazines.

Shen Juncheng threw his business bag on the ground and announced to her solemnly, "Han Xiaoying, from today onwards, you will be my only employer!"

Shen Juncheng was not in a hurry to go out to find a job. Every day in the past, he almost followed the plan. Time was as precious as a luxury, and he didn't dare to waste a single minute. His strings were always taut.

But now it is different, he suddenly has a lot of time in his hands, he can do whatever he wants, he is reluctant to hand over the autonomy of this time immediately, so he decides to give himself a good vacation first.

Once he slowed down, he found that besides going around in business every day, there seemed to be many ways to live life. For example, Xiaoyu slept during the day and sang energetically at night. Although the scenery on the stage seemed a bit illusory, but It is also an alternative color, which also fascinates Shen Juncheng.

He took Xiaoying out almost every night, watching movies, karaoke, clubbing, playing ball, visiting the night market...

The two seem to be back in high school, desperately trying to make up for the lost fun of that time.No, such a day is much more interesting than high school life, because there is no academic pressure, and you can breathe free air freely.

Under the nourishment of such a sweet time, Xiaoying also became lively and cheerful. She loves to laugh very much now, and the trembling wind chimes echoed in Shen Juncheng's ears. He felt a kind of satisfaction and happiness that he hadn't felt in a long time.

Xiaoying would also ask him silly questions, "Why do you like me?"

Shen Juncheng rested his head on her lap, closed his eyes comfortably and smiled and thought, "In front of you, I don't have to pretend——I don't have to pretend to be a good student, a good son, a good boss, or even 'cool', and, From time to time, I can do some little bad things..."

As he said that, he suddenly turned over and unexpectedly tickled Xiaoying, forcing her to beg for mercy, laughing until tears came out.

After laughing, she suddenly restrained her expression, stared at Shen Juncheng lying on her body, and said slowly: "But, maybe one day...you will regret it."

Shen Juncheng met her eyes, and the look in his eyes was clear and pure, "The only thing I regret is that I let you go so easily back then."

Gradually, the smile returned to the corner of Xiaoying's mouth, and she pouted playfully, "So what if you don't let me go, can you support me?"

Shen Juncheng returned to the posture of lying on his back, and said with a smile: "I can't afford you, now is the time for you to support me!"

Their life was indeed upside down. Xiaoying worked from nine to five every day, while Shen Juncheng slept at home until the sun was up. When Xiaoying came back from get off work, he had already mopped the floor, washed the clothes, and cooked the meals for her.

Xiaoying was very surprised by his ability, she always thought that he was a young man who could only stretch out his clothes and open his mouth for food.

Shen Juncheng was very dissatisfied with her prejudice, "Miss, I have also lived independently abroad for seven years, do you think I brought my servants?"

He would still nod and bow to her with a very standard London accent, "May I help you, Ms?"

Xiaoying laughed and called him "Mr. Snail".

After dinner, Xiaoying was in charge of washing the dishes.

When she walked out of the kitchen, she suddenly felt sore shoulders, probably because she played too much on the computer in the company, so she couldn't help stretching out her hand and punched herself twice.

Shen Juncheng was sitting at the table fiddling with the juicer he just bought. He saw a magazine saying that women drinking fresh juice every day is good for their health.

Hearing Xiaoying's groan, he raised his head and glanced at her, "Come here, let me give you a massage."

Xiaoying smiled and walked over, staring at him in disbelief, "You still give massages?"

Shen Juncheng winked at her, "I still have a lot to learn, wait for me to show you everything."

He pushed Xiaoying into the chair, and exerted force on her left and right shoulders with both hands. The force ranged from light to heavy, and Xiaoying couldn't stop being coquettish and angry.

Shen Juncheng pinched her for a while, then suddenly leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Your voice makes my bones crumble."

Xiaoying blushed, and turned to hit him on the head, but he avoided it with a smirk.

"Who did you learn from? Are the acupuncture points accurate?" Xiaoying has always been suspicious of his technique, "One day I have to find a blind masseuse to compare."

Shen Juncheng said happily: "You want to get a massage from a blind person! Tell me earlier, can't I just close my eyes?"

Xiaoying was amused by him and giggled, "Shen Juncheng, you didn't seem to be so humorous before!"

As soon as the words fell, her whole body was embedded in Shen Juncheng's embrace, and his warm breath was blowing behind her ears, which made her feel itchy even in her heart.

"Do you know? You have a very nice voice when you laugh. In the future, I will tell you many, many jokes. I want to hear your laughter every day."

She raised her face and kissed him before turning her body around. The sweet breath penetrated into her heart with his hot breath, and she felt dizzy from being hit by happiness.

On nights when they don't go out to wander around, they will choose to climb into bed early and hide in bed, chatting and frolicking unscrupulously.

With Shen Juncheng, Xiaoying felt an unprecedented relaxation. This kind of relaxation was naturally far more than when she was with Guo Jia, because there was almost nothing that she and Shen Juncheng could not talk about. After growing up.

Shen Juncheng occasionally played tricks, and would tell her a pornographic joke that took a few turns to understand. Xiaoying's slowness always made him feel compassionate as he wished, "Han Xiaoying, where have you spent the past few years? You won't be Locked in a vacuum!"

Unconvinced, Xiaoying stretched out her arms from under the quilt to grab his ears, "Tell me quickly, what's going on! Otherwise your ears will be lost!"

When Shen Juncheng explained clearly to her and stared at her lustfully, Xiaoying's face would usually be flushed, and she would bury her face in the quilt and giggle.

Shen Juncheng propped up half of his body and looked sideways at her, "Han Xiaoying, you are so simple! You are so simple!"

He suddenly felt curious again, "From school to work, have you never liked anyone else? Never thought of being like a boy... like that?"

Xiaoying laughed enough, lay on her back on the bed, thought for a while, shook her head and said, "No, never."

Shen Juncheng's face suddenly appeared in her vision, his piercing eyes were magnified several times because he was too close to her.

"Then have you ever thought about being with me?" He salivated and continued to ask her.

Xiaoying's face turned red again, "No."

"I don't believe it!" He retorted forcefully.

Xiaoying knew that it was futile to argue with him about this kind of thing, so it was better to use offense as defense, so she stretched out her hand and grabbed his neck, "What about you? Have you been thinking about those things for a long time?"

Shen Juncheng didn't hide it from her, and answered honestly, "Yes - I missed you so much at that time, but I didn't dare."

As he said that, his eyes were filled with tenderness, he bowed his head, and kissed Xiaoying's nose pitifully, followed by her plump and moist lips.

"From the very beginning, I have had the same dream." His voice was suddenly a little hoarse, and lust surged in his eyes like running water.

"What kind of dream?" Xiaoying was a little puzzled.

Shen Juncheng's kiss gradually moved down from her lips, wandering over her neck and chest, he whispered, "Just like now..."

Xiaoying's heart beat faster, his lips and hands were stirring up waves on her body, trying to drive her into madness.

She grabbed his hands. Tonight, she felt a strong air flow in her body, and she suddenly didn't want to be in a passive state forever.

Before Shen Juncheng came back to his senses, she had rolled over, her face was still flushed, but she was no longer as shy and cautious as before, so at a loss, "I want...to try..."

A trace of astonishment flickered in Shen Juncheng's eyes, and then they became darker and deeper. He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a little smile on his lips, and calmly let her go, allowing her to do whatever she wanted...

However, her rare boldness and mischievousness are like a child who doesn't know the rules, only knows how to play in the water, but is ignorant of the thirst of the trekker.

At the moment when the passion was irresistible, he couldn't bear it anymore, let out a low moan, turned over suddenly, pressed the stubborn Xiaoying back under him, and demanded ferociously until reaching the peak of pleasure.

This should have been a conquest game for men.

Xiaoying didn't know how Shen Juncheng found the box she had hidden in the corner of the cabinet.

One day when she came home, she saw the box symbolizing the most secret part of her heart lying quietly on the table in the living room, and Shen Juncheng's fingers were bouncing on it like playing a piano.

She changed her shoes at the door, bit her lip and walked over, Shen Juncheng's gaze was always focused on her face.

"Why did you move my things?" In fact, there was no trace of anger in her condemning sentence, but she seemed a little guilty.

"What's in it?" He turned his head leisurely and continued to stare at her eyes that seemed to be dodging.

"It's nothing." She said lightly, holding the last sliver of luck, reaching out to snatch the box into her arms.

Shen Juncheng hooked his fingers hard, and the box slid towards him sideways, avoiding Xiaoying's snatch.

"You haven't answered me yet." His eyes were suddenly as deep as the sea.

Seeing that look in her eyes, Xiaoying suddenly became discouraged, "You've seen it all, and you still ask me what to do?"

Shen Juncheng stood up slowly, stood face to face with her, then raised her chin with his fingers, and said slowly: "I always thought that you didn't receive the letter I sent you. I didn't expect that your concentration is so powerful. Qiang...why never tell me?"

He lowered his eyes and turned to a small object in his palm—a caricature portrait carefully sewn together with tape. The boy and girl on the portrait had too many seams on their faces, like two time-honored ones. The vicissitudes of the weathered old man, there are still a few small areas, because the fragments are lost, they have been filled with other paper, and there are subtle color differences between white and white, but in terms of handwork, this is almost Shen Juncheng. It is the most exquisite and detailed work I have ever seen, and his eyes inevitably softened when they came into contact with the content on it.

"Are you angry?" Xiaoying was so refuted that he had nothing to say, so she could only ask him cautiously.

At that time, apart from being silent, she really didn't know how to respond to Shen Juncheng. No one had ever pointed her to her, and she had completely given up on the possibility of the two of them. She admitted that she was not a brave girl, never was .

"No." Shen Juncheng twitched the corners of his mouth suddenly, showing a shallow smile, but that smile was full of sunshine, which made Xiaoying feel confused.

"I'm not angry at all." He put his arms around her, the lines on his face were soft beyond words, "I'm very happy, Han Xiaoying, before I always felt that between you and me, I was always chasing you, you were running away, you never Tell me clearly your true intentions."

He bent down and took a sip on her lips, and suddenly became very happy, "But after seeing these letters you kept, I can understand that you love me, always, right?"

Xiaoying's eye sockets were moist in an instant, and she tapped his nose, "Fool."

The two hugged each other tightly, forgetting to suck each other's enthusiasm, and the same heat ignited a fire in their bodies at the same time, and a raging flame burned in their hearts.Even if one day, they will all be burned to ashes.

Since Shen Juncheng bought the juicer, Xiaoying can drink different flavors of juice every day when she goes home. She feels that she is almost becoming Shen Juncheng's guinea pig.

"Eating more fruits is good." Shen Juncheng always said that.

"In this case, it's fine to eat the fruit directly, why do you need to squeeze the juice?" Xiaoying asked him back while drinking the juice that didn't taste very good.

"Then the juicer is a waste?" Shen Juncheng blinked at her.

Xiaoying burst out laughing, knowing that he was teasing her again.

One day she took a glass of yellow-gray juice from Shen Juncheng, took a sip, rushed into the bathroom and vomited it out, and asked him loudly, "What is this? It's so bitter!"

"Papaya juice." Shen Juncheng said, picked up the cup and took a sip, put it to his lips and carefully licked a little bit to taste the taste, frowned and thought: "Maybe the inner liner near the seeds was not completely removed."

Xiaoying rinsed her mouth out, feeling a little nauseous, "Why did you give me this? It's a strange thing!"

Shen Juncheng was still researching the reason for the change of taste, and replied casually: "Of course it's because of the benefits, and it's said that the effect is miraculous."

Xiaoying became curious, "What effect?"

Shen Juncheng didn't speak, but his eyes were fixed on her chest, and a meaningful smile slowly appeared on his face. Xiaoying was confused for a moment, and then came back to her senses, her face immediately flushed, and she gave him a white look, "Nervous." .”

At night, Shen Juncheng was lying on the bed reading a book. Xiaoying was still worried about drinking papaya juice. She sat beside him and asked after a while, "Do men really care about that?"

Shen Juncheng didn't react, "Which one?"

Xiaoying's eyes shook a few times before she pointed at her chest embarrassingly.

Shen Juncheng laughed silently, "Why, do you feel inferior?"

Xiaoying stared at him with bright eyes, "You mean I'm very..." Her voice lowered all of a sudden, and she asked unwillingly and shyly, "Is it very small?"

Shen Juncheng put down the book with a smile, sat up, pretending to be serious and said: "It's not small, you'll only know after measuring it."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand towards Xiaoying, and when he was about to touch it, Xiaoying patted hard on the back of her hand. She gritted her teeth and scolded, "Shen Juncheng, if you tease me again, I'll be really angry!"

"How dare I tease you!" Shen Juncheng said with an aggrieved expression on his face, "Actually, I don't care about your size, but I was thinking, when the weather gets hotter, I will teach you how to swim. When you wear bikinis, there will be so many people Look, so..." He touched his face, hinting to her about "face".

"I'm not going to learn!" Xiaoying jumped onto the bed, climbed behind Shen Juncheng, and put her head on his shoulder, "I'm so stupid and timid, if I don't know how to learn, I will definitely be laughed at by you."

"Am I that bad?" Shen Juncheng held her hand helplessly.

"Yes!" Xiaoying plausibly said, "I didn't realize that your character is so bad before, did you go out for a few years and learn badly?"

Shen Juncheng chuckled, dragged her into his arms, hugged her like a child, put his hands on her hips, and patted her gently, with a satisfied expression.

"When you were studying abroad, did you teach girls to swim?" Xiaoying suddenly asked again.

"Of course." Shen Juncheng replied without changing his face.

Xiaoying moved her mouth, and just about to say something, she heard Shen Juncheng continue: "At that time, we often played together, and there were five or six people who went out of the country, both male and female. When it came to swimming, everyone was very interested. Gao, but there are two girls who can't swim, so they come to us to teach."

Xiaoying became vigilant when she heard this, "There are so few clothes in the swimming pool, you are not playing tricks, are you?"

Shen Juncheng laughed, "I don't have it anyway, my best buddy took the opportunity to teach others to secretly measure their cups, and when he got ashore, he whispered to me, 'Damn, it's only A+, next time it won't Taught'!"

"You guys!" Xiaoying smiled and beat his chest twice with her fist.

Shen Juncheng grabbed her hand, and told her with a serious expression, "Let's have something to say first, if you learn to swim, I can only teach you, otherwise you won't even know if you get caught by a pig!"

(End of this chapter)