Deep spoiled I: The beloved of the Devil's Boss

The sun poured down, soft and beautiful, so people couldn't help but put down their steps and have a rest. The pendulum of time is marked with layers of traces of years. Decay is sooner or later

Life is always going through some tunnels. You need to explore in the dark. Whether you like it or not, you must go through that period. Otherwise, returning to the origin is a very sad and sad thing.

Jingjiajia in Disneyland is not in much mood to play. Instead, jingniantian and bu Dongze have fun. Jingjiajia looks at his father and son not far away, smiles, sits on the rest stool and drinks a drink. She is a woman who knows how to enjoy life. Although sometimes she is like a timid snail, often she finally chooses to show her head and cross the dark tunnel.

How many times do you want to carry a ray of sunshine for a period of time? Even if your life is short, you just want to find the shoulder that can be relied on.

The light wind like floc lifted the long hair of jingjiajia's shawl, but it also disturbed her already restless heart. This place is even more prosperous than when she came here before. It seems that the pace of life here is faster than that in s city. Jingjiajia thought that this place may be suitable for her future life. If the pace of life is tight, people won't think about it, and the things that should be put down will be put down.

For such a city, jingjiajia wants to know what attracts her mother and what makes her mother mention this mysterious and prosperous city in almost every diary.

"Mom, you can also play with us for a while." Jing Niantian came over and interrupted Jing Jiajia's thoughts.

Jingjiajia took out a towel, wiped the sweat on jingniantian's forehead, smiled and said, "mom is a little uncomfortable today. I'm really sorry to let my baby play by herself."

"Woman, don't ignore my existence. I'm a living person standing in front of you." Bu Dongze said discontentedly. He picked up jingjiajia's drink and drank it at once.

"You -" jingjiajia had no time to say that it was her drink. Bu Dongze had handed her the empty cup.

"Son, tomorrow is the day I'm engaged to your mother. Do you think your mother will still be as ugly as she is now?" Bu Dongze asked.

"Of course not, my mother must be the most beautiful." in just a half day, the son was bought by the man. Jing Jiajia was quite uncomfortable. She looked at Jing Niantian and said angrily, "boy, who am I?"

"You are my mother, Jia Jia," replied Jing Niantian.

"Do you kiss your mother or this old man?" Jingjia asked.

Jing Niantian glanced at Bu Dongze, squeezed his eyes at him, climbed to Jing Jiajia's arms and said, "of course it's mom, but doesn't mom say dad is a good man, so Nian Tian will work hard not to hate dad."

Jingjiajia took a deep breath and really raised a "smart, sensible and clever" son.

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Jing Qingqing didn't go to the piano shop until noon. Jing Jiajia and Jing Niantian were not at home. The house was much colder these days. She didn't get up until noon to eat something.

Just at the door of the piano shop, a black car appeared in front of Jing Qingqing. She looked at the people in the car. She didn't seem to know them and didn't care. Instead, she bypassed the car to the door of the piano shop and bent over to open the door.

"Miss Jing." a man shouted behind him. Jing Qingqing turned back and stood up slowly.

"You call me?" Jing Qingqing asked.

"Yes, I don't think you know me, but I know you." the man pushed open the door and got out of the car.

Jing Qingqing doesn't like talking to strangers. She turns her face and bends down to open the door again.

"Miss Jing still has the habit of not talking to strangers." the man behind her said.

"Let's talk about something." Jing Qingqing opened the door and said.

"I didn't expect the school flower of s University to buy a piano here. I think you should at least have a very decent job," the man said.

Jing Qingqing turned her face, looked at the man and asked, "are you one of those people?"

The man probably didn't expect that women would be so calm. He walked into the piano store and was slightly surprised. It was many times larger than he thought, and even the grade was not comparable to that of an ordinary piano store. Unexpectedly, she was still so beautiful after a few years.

"The environment here is really good," said the man.

Jing Qingqing ignored him, but picked up a rag and wiped the piano, the black piano she would never sell in the store.

"I didn't expect you to open your own piano shop after graduation." the man said.

Jing Qingqing was stunned. She was familiar with this sentence. She suddenly raised her head and asked, "who are you?"

"One of your many suitors." the man said, went to the piano and sat down. He put his hand gently on the piano. After a while, like clouds and flowing water, soft music sounded.

Jing Qingqing forgot to speak. She stared at the strange man sitting in front of the piano. Why does he play this song?

The moving fingers on the black-and-white keys, like the notes jumped out by the elves, have deeply brought Jing Qingqing's thoughts back to a few years ago. The memory is like the flood that discharged the gate. Jing Qingqing remembers that it was a green season. In his green years, the experience was short, too short, and hardly called the day of love

Women are made of water. There is nothing wrong with this sentence. Jing Qingqing's tears don't know when they have flowed down.

At the end of the song, the man raised his head, smiled, stood up and whispered, "Why have you always been a crying woman in my memory? Smile, I don't want to cry as soon as I see you for several years."

"Qingqing, why do you cry so much..."

"Wipe your tears quickly. Women made of water are just bad. There are many tears..."

The familiar words rang out in his ears again. Jing Qingqing raised her eyes and cried, "Helian." she lay down in his arms and cried.

He lianjiang smiled, picked up Jing Qingqing and said, "fool, why are you crying? I'm not back?"

However, once a woman cries, it's hard to stop. What's more, Jing Qingqing is wronged. It's four years since the man disappeared. At that time, Jing Qingqing never saw what he looked like because of his eye injury.

"Why didn't you tell me when you left? Why didn't you wait for my eyes to see you?" Jing Qingqing asked.

He lianjiang smiled and didn't speak, but held Jing Qingqing tightly in his arms. He didn't expect that he would see her many years later, nor did he expect that Jing Jiajia was her sister.

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