Madam's little secret I know

Chapter 17

The withered garden, the cold villa, the empty room, everything in front of me seemed familiar, Xiang Jingyuan rubbed his eyes, and then realized where he was.

This is his "home" abroad.

It seemed like a dream again, he sighed helplessly.

Although he already knew it was a dream, he still couldn't control himself. The dream controlled him to walk upstairs and pushed open the door of his room.

Then he saw his six or seven-year-old self, a small ball, lying in front of a small desk as if writing something.

Suddenly, an unspeakable great sadness surged in his heart, his heart seemed to be clenched tightly by a hand, and the real pain almost made him tremble uncontrollably.

With just such a small back view, he seemed to see the crooked, clumsy and childish fonts on the carefully selected letter paper.

"Mom and Dad, Xiao Jing misses you a little..."

Tears came out of his eyes almost instantly, and boundless sadness and despair enveloped that young body, and he remembered very clearly what would happen next.

The next second, the door was roughly pushed open, and a haggard woman stood at the door. The originally beautiful face became pale and distorted at this moment, staring at a pair of haggard eyes, and the sound was like a knife scraping on glass It's frightening.

"Xiao Jing, what are you writing?"

Xiao Xiang Jingyuan trembled, and hurriedly tried to put away the letter paper, but was snatched away by the woman who rushed in quickly.

His heart suddenly tightened.

"What are you writing these for? Xiao Jing! Why are you writing these?" Auntie's voice was suddenly sharp, and she angrily tore the letter paper into pieces like a sudden rage, threw it on the ground and stepped on her feet, her face was pale, her eyes The eyes that seemed to be eating people fixedly stared at him, and the expression became more and more terrifying, "Tell me why you wrote this!"

Xiao Xiang Jingyuan was trembling with fright, and big tears rolled down her face.

"Why are you crying! They don't want you anymore! What use do you think they are!" The aunt stared at him, screaming sharply and violently, "They don't want you anymore! They abandoned you forever just like they abandoned me back then! You Don't you understand?"

"They haven't called or greeted them from the beginning to the end! It's enough for them to have Xiaoqing! They don't need any extra relatives anymore! Don't you understand!"

It seemed that some painful memories were brought back, and the grim expression of my aunt gradually filled with sadness. She squatted in front of Xiao Xiang Jingyuan, sobbing hoarsely like dementia: "What kind of sister, what will always be with me to take care of you?" I'm a liar, why don't you leave me alone and alone outside the ocean and don't care about it... What kind of son and flesh and blood, why don't you just...abandon us like shoes..."

"Then what's the point of the promise...then who will love us..."

For the first time, Xiang Jingyuan appeared in his dream from a third perspective. The tears of the child, the tears of his aunt, and his own tears intertwined into a painful and cold abyss. He stabbed the knife in his heart and twisted it dexterously. He couldn't perceive his childhood state of mind at this moment, but he could always remember it clearly.

A six or seven-year-old child may seem childish but knows everything. Although his young heart cannot bear the boundless longing, he also knows that from this moment on, he should never think about it.

"Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing..." Auntie called out as if she had suddenly come back to life, and then tightly wrapped her hands around Xiao Xiang Jingyuan's arm. The pain made him cry uncontrollably, but she didn't dare to say a word.

"Xiao Jing..." The next second, my aunt hugged him tightly into her arms, stroking his face and hair with one hand very gently, wet and hot tears dripping on his neck, her voice Dumb but gentle, "Xiao Jing... Auntie only has you, Auntie loves you the most, no one in the world will love you more than Auntie, do you know Xiaojing?"

Xiang Jingyuan stood aside like an outsider, weeping silently, and nodded slightly.

"Xiaojing, tell me, you love my aunt the most." My aunt let go of him, eyes full of eager desire, "Say it, say you love my aunt the most, tell me quickly..."

My aunt is in an abnormal state most of the time, will be manic, crazy, and will be forced to die. It will make him eat the cold meals she cooks day after day, and will make him repeat what she wants to hear over and over again. Words, just to convince him that she loves him.

So he was most afraid of my aunt, and also loved my aunt the most.

"Xiao Jing loves my aunt the most..."

My favorite auntie...

Favorite...

He opened his eyes in a daze, but found that his eyes were blurred. He stretched out his hand to wipe it, only to find that his face was covered with tears.

It was so embarrassing, he quickly wiped away the tears on his face, and suddenly realized that the bedside lamp was weakly on, his heart trembled, he turned his head, and found that Fang Yichen was looking at him.

Tears welled up again involuntarily.

Fang Yichen didn't speak, just sighed, and then stretched out his arms to take him into his arms.

He had obviously had this dream many times, but he didn't know why he couldn't restrain his emotions this time. The hot embrace infinitely magnified his desire to vent. It was gradually loosened after baking, and turned into pouring tears that flowed down in streams, soaking a piece of Fang Yichen's clothes.

"It's okay." Fang Yichen patted him on the back reassuringly. He didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only use the temperature of his palm to convey some warmth and strength to him.

Xiang Jingyuan nestled in his arms, as if he had received great relief, his breathing quickly calmed down, and he fell into a dreamland that was probably not very beautiful again.

Fang Yichen looked at his sleeping face, and after a while he let out a heavy breath.

He doesn't know, but he doesn't know nothing.

What exactly do you want?With the other hand, he stroked Jing Yuan's slightly sweaty bangs, his eyes were full of helplessness.

What should I... how should I treat you?

In the office, Xiang Jingyuan flipped through the employee files absent-mindedly while turning his pen. Feeling a little annoyed, he simply called Secretary Qiao in.

Secretary Qiao sensed that the master's aura was not quite right, so he didn't dare to vent his aura when he entered the office.

"Did you go to see it during the recruitment interview?" Xiang Jingyuan poked at the document on the desktop with a pen, and asked after a long time.

"I was there the whole time, Mr. Xiang." Secretary Qiao nodded in response.

"Then are there any... particularly impressive among these people?" He glanced at the stack of files again, frowning slightly.

Secretary Qiao lowered his head and thought about it for a while, then raised his head with bright eyes: "In addition to the well-known designer who came to apply for the director, there is indeed a man named Ray, who is of mixed race, lives in country A, and has a good education background. Excellent, not stage fright at a young age, looks very mature and stable." He thought for a while and added, "By the way, his pheromone smell is also very good, the faint scent of gardenia makes people feel Very reassuring and comfortable.”

Xiang Jingyuan's frown deepened, and when Secretary Qiao was still thinking about whether he had said something wrong, he asked again: "When will they come to work?"

"I can be on duty next Monday."

Xiang Jingyuan felt his head hurt a bit, couldn't help rubbing his temples, and reached out to send Secretary Qiao away.

Today is already Friday, next Monday...

He immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Let me take you to the night market tonight."

Since the last playground date, Fang Yichen has occasionally explored some other dating projects with him on weekends, such as nestling on the sofa and watching a movie together, or going to an emotional restaurant for dinner together, like Just like normal couples go on a date.

This made Xiang Jingyuan feel very happy from the bottom of his heart. From his intentional or unintentional increase in the frequency of getting along with him, he felt that he wanted to seriously manage this relationship, but at the same time he also felt a little bit disappointed, because Except for the time when they were susceptible, they never had any real interaction as a couple.

Looking at the young couple holding hands in front of him, he couldn't help turning his head to glance at the man beside him. Fang Yichen offered to help him hold that share of fried fresh milk, so that the two of them now each have a spare room. hand.

Why doesn't this person have the slightest intention to come over and pull his consciousness!

Looking at his smile that seemed to be welded on his face, Xiang Jingyuan couldn't help but sighed. He definitely wanted to manage this relationship, but maybe it was just to let them get along in harmony, and there was no crossing the line idea.

Maybe it was just a casual sentence and a casual action for him, but he regarded it as nourishment that could nourish himself.

Thinking of this, the heart that was already a little irritated by the sudden visit of the old man added a bit of bitterness, he lost his appetite in an instant, bowed his head and said nothing.

"What's the matter?" Fang Yichen saw that he didn't say anything for a long time, so he rubbed his hair with a smile, and handed him the fried fresh milk, "Eat something sweet, and you'll feel better."

Xiang Jingyuan gave him a sad look.

"Don't want to eat this?" Fang Yichen frowned again, as if he was really thinking about it, "I heard that the baked cold noodles in front are good, do you want to try it?"

His tone seemed to be coaxing an awkward child, but Xiang Jingyuan couldn't stand his soft coaxing tone, and nodded in a hopeless way.

The young couple who had been walking in front of them suddenly started to quarrel, probably because the girl wanted to eat more octopus balls, and the boy complained that she ate too much, so the two of them let go of their hands and did not stick together They went their separate ways but peeked at each other from time to time.

Xiang Jingyuan couldn't help chuckling.

"It's normal for young couples to quarrel." Fang Yichen obviously noticed it too, smiled along with him, and leaned over to whisper to him again, "Do you believe that you will have to reconcile within 10 minutes?"

Xiang Jingyuan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded dully.

Is it normal for couples to quarrel... He thought about the relationship between the two of them again. He had always been cautious, and Fang Yichen had always kept his sense of proportion. They were not lovers, but just a pair of respectful partners.

He began to feel sad again.

I don't know why, but his mood today has been in a state of anxiety and depression. It seems that every little thing will aggravate this mood. Even if he is walking beside Fang Yichen, he will feel inexplicably flustered.

This is not normal.

He took a deep breath, trying to gain a sense of security from the woody fragrance on Fang Yichen's body, but it was useless, the feeling of panic became stronger and stronger, as if some shocking secret was about to be exposed.

He suddenly had an ominous premonition, and couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Just after he left the night market and turned onto the main road, he stopped abruptly.

The familiar scent of gardenia flooded into his nostrils. It was obviously very mild and gentle, but it gave him a sense of crisis as if he was facing an enemy.

He raised his head slowly, and met the familiar face with an inexplicable smile.

"Long time no see, Jing Yuan."

【Speak】

Xiaojing has been a very sensitive person since he was a child, and Brother Chen has been a very tense and suspicious person since he was a child. Maybe the two of them still need to argue for a while?