Chapter 10 Healing the Villain's Childhood 10
Xingjian's current room is different from the tube-shaped building he used to live in. It is filled with various small decorations that Xingjian found himself. Although the room is small, it is obvious that it has been carefully decorated.
He lay on the soft bed he had made, thinking about what happened today, but he couldn't fall asleep.
"Xiao Si, since Ming Feiyuan is not in Jingbei but in Jingang, it's time for us to move to another place. Go to the hamburger shop to resign tomorrow, and then talk to Brother Zhou about the house." Thinking of this, Xing Jian scratched his head and looked around the room at the things he bought. It would be very troublesome to clean up these things when the time comes, but Xing Jian was reluctant to throw them away.
004 felt that what Xingjian said was right. It flew over to the gadgets Xingjian had bought, thought for a moment, and said, "Master Xingjian, you can sell these things first. By then, there will definitely be better things in Hong Kong City."
Looking at the room he had decorated bit by bit over the past two years, Xing Jian knew that no matter how reluctant he was, he still had to make a decision in the end. It was a fact that he couldn't bring these things to Gangcheng, so he might as well find a good seller now and make as much money as possible.
Thinking of this, Xingjian got up and took pictures of his collection, and then posted them on the Xianyu app.
Xingjian was operating on his mobile phone when he suddenly received a message on the chat software. Xingjian clicked on it and found out that it was an application approved by Ming Feiyuan's friend.
After clicking in, Xing Jian found that the chat interface kept showing that the other party was typing. He stared at the line of text for a long time, but in the end he did not receive any message from Ming Feiyuan.
Could it be that he wanted to type and curse me, but after typing for a long time he felt it was unnecessary so he gave up?
Thinking of the villain's cool and handsome face, and being hated by such a person, Xingjian inexplicably felt a little sour in his heart, as if he had taken a bite of lemon but the sour lemon juice dripped into his heart.
Out of sight, out of mind. Xingjian threw his phone aside, covered his head with the quilt, and fell into a deep sleep in a short while.
Seeing the lights in the room turned on brightly, 004 turned around and decided to use some of his points to turn off the light. The cute little fluffy ball used its arms to lift a small corner of the quilt covering Xingjian's face, allowing the person inside to breathe better.
Looking at the little face that was slightly red from being covered in the quilt, 004 sighed. Although Lord Xingjian was an omnipotent and powerful man in the system world, he still didn't know how to take care of himself.
After placing the Star Sword, 004 returned to the system space with peace of mind and continued to study the guy who defected from his own world.
It was late at night, but Zhou Yuncong, who had just returned from the construction site, started cooking. He glanced at Xingjian with his bowl and chopsticks in hand and saw the tightly closed door. His movements and sounds were much softer. The child looked young, and he had been working alone in Beijing for such a long time without anyone coming to see him. Thinking of this, Zhou Yuncong took out a few eggs he had cooked.
The child always gets up early to go to work, so these eggs are kept for his breakfast.
Just as I was thinking this, there was a knock on the door.
Zhou Yuncong glanced at the clock on the wall. It was one o'clock in the morning. Who would knock on the door at one o'clock in the morning?
But he didn't think much about it. After all, who would knock on a grown man's door for no reason? Zhou Yun stood up and went to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, a man in a black suit was standing at the door of his house, and there were some other men wearing sunglasses standing beside him. Those men wearing sunglasses were huge and did not look like good people.
"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" Zhou Yuncong only stuck half of his body out, hid behind the door, and silently put his hand on the door lock.
Seeing that the person who opened the door was not Xing Jian, Ming Feiyuan's face became terribly gloomy. Looking at the man in the half-open door, the gloom in his eyes could not be restrained.
"Does Xingjian live here?" Ming Feiyuan's voice was particularly hoarse.
Zhou Yun never answered his question directly, but continued to ask: "Who are you to him? It's so late, let's talk about it tomorrow." As he was about to close the door, Ming Feiyuan stepped forward and held the gap in the door with his hand.
Zhou Yun never thought that the man outside the door would be so strong that he could force the door open again.
"I'm his high school classmate. It's late now and I have no money, so I have no choice but to come to Xingjian for help." Zhou Yuncong had only seen Ming Feiyuan's clothes on TV. And the people behind him who looked like bodyguards didn't look like the kind of person who was poor.
Outnumbered, Zhou Yuncong came up with a solution that would have the best of both worlds. What if Xingjian really knew such a person?
"Okay then, you wait at the door, I'll go call Xingjian over." Zhou Yun never closed the door, and the man seemed to understand, without any other movements, standing outside the door waiting for him to bring Xingjian over.
"Knock knock knock." There was no loud knock on the door. Xingjian always slept lightly, so such a small knock on the door could wake him up. Xingjian, with sleepy eyes, moved his head off the pillow. Although he was very sleepy, he forced himself to get up and open the door.
"Brother Zhou, is there anything wrong?" Xing Jian said as he yawned. A crystal teardrop hung at the corner of Xing Jian's eye and was immediately wiped away by him.
Looking at Zhou Yuncong's strange expression, Xing Jian's remaining sleepiness disappeared.
"Your friend came to see you and said he had nowhere to go."
High school classmate? When Zhou Yuncong said this, Xing Jian only thought of his only friend - his mission target.
"Xingjian, it's me." Before Xingjian could say anything, he saw the living Ming Feiyuan appear in front of him.
The man looked the same as he did back then, but with his hair combed back and dressed in formal attire, he looked more mature.
"Ming Feiyuan, why are you here suddenly?" Even though he was very surprised, Xing Jian was still more alert in his heart. Could there really be such a coincidence in the world?
"I came to Beijing on a business trip today, but I couldn't book a hotel at the last minute. I came here after seeing your friend request." Ming Feiyuan said seriously. He stood behind the light. Xingjian couldn't see the man's expression in the dim light. After that period of tutoring, Xingjian always subconsciously got used to believing the person in front of him.
He nodded and said to Zhou Yuncong who was standing between them, "I'm sorry, Brother Zhou, to disturb you so late." Xingjian looked at Zhou Yuncong with an apologetic look on his face.
After the two recognized each other, Zhou Yun finally felt relieved, but he still felt that something was wrong.
"It's okay, it's okay. At first I thought your classmates were bad guys. There were so many of them standing at the door all of a sudden..."
"Xingxing, I'm very tired. Can I take a nap first?" Zhou Yun was suddenly interrupted by Ming Feiyuan before he finished speaking. Ming Feiyuan walked closer. Xingjian looked at the familiar face of the man, which was full of fatigue, and hurriedly pulled the man to the bedroom.
"Bang." The door was suddenly closed in front of him. Zhou Yun muttered softly, "I don't know where Xingjian got his friends from. He's like a gangster, and he has a group of bodyguards." Zhou Yun looked towards the door, but found that the group of people who had originally gathered at the door were now gone.
Zhou Yuncong walked forward to close the door. He stuck his head out and looked around, but didn't see anyone. "How strange! Am I hallucinating?"
He turned around and stared at Xingjian's door. The sound insulation of the rental house has never been very good, but at this moment Xingjian's bedroom was extremely quiet, without even the sound of talking.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
