Dong Yongyuan took Ji An into the studio, and the child followed behind with a curious look. When passing by the work area, he smiled and greeted Bei Fan three people, very polite.
Bei Fan and the three looked at each other, and when they were about to ask Dong Yongyuan who this child was, they saw that Dong Yongyuan had brought the child directly to the second floor. The three of them were startled, their faces uncertain.
This kid is here to find the boss?
The boss’s child?
Does the boss have children at home?
Dong Yongyuan took people to the door of Ji Lang's office, knocked on the door, and said with a happy face: "Boss, who do you think is here?"
Ji Lang looked up in surprise, seeing Dong Yongyuan leading an eight or nine-year-old child standing at the door, and couldn't help frowning: "What's the matter?"
"Brother." When Xiao Ji'an saw Ji Lang, his eyes lit up, and he shouted a little happy and a little scared.
My elder brother looks a bit fierce. I'm not afraid. I can't cry like I did when I was a kid. Xiao Ji'an worked hard to cheer himself up.
brother?
Ji Lang was startled slightly, and then he carefully looked at the little boy who followed Dong Yongyuan in, and slowly realized how familiar: "Ji'an?"
"It's me." Seeing his brother, Xiao Ji'an recognized him at a glance, and the joy on his face suddenly couldn't be hidden, and the whole person walked forward a few steps with excitement.
"Boss, you guys talk, I'll go down and prepare something for the young master." Dong Yongyuan consciously did a good deed, leaving room for the Ji Lang brothers, and went downstairs to prepare refreshments, without noticing it. The atmosphere is wrong.
To be honest, this is really not to blame Dong Yongyuan. He has worked in the studio for two years, and Ji Lang sees this irresponsible expression on everyone, and there is no difference at all.
Ji Lang sat behind his desk and looked at his younger brother who suddenly appeared in front of him, feeling a little confused. He hasn't been home for five years. In the past five years, he hasn't even seen his parents, let alone his own brother.
Five years ago, Ji An had just turned three years old, and he was still a fat man with a diaper in his mouth. At that time, Ji Lang's nightmare power was already very strong, and people around him had gradually become stressed when they saw him, and the police started to check his ID card from that time. Ji An is an old son born by Ji's parents in response to the second-child policy, and a normal child completely different from Ji Lang, so Ji's parents gave all their love to the younger son, enjoying the family of normal people. Joy.
That kind of love is something Ji Lang has never experienced.
Fortunately, Ji Lang was already very mature at that time, but he didn't have much jealousy, and he didn't bother to compete with a three-year-old child. At that time, he was already in college, and he didn't spend much time at home, and he rarely went back on weekdays. Only during the winter and summer vacations he would go home and stay for a while. At that time, his only impression of Ji An was crying.
Ji Lang is most afraid of noise, but although he is irritable, he is not good at reprimanding a crying child. When he is at home, he can only use headphones to block the child's crying. Until one day, he wakes up to drink water in the middle of the night and passes by the baby room. , Heard the conversation of the parents.
"Xiao'an keeps crying recently. Is it because Ji Lang is at home?" Mother Ji.
"Ji Lang's temperament has changed a lot recently, and I sometimes look scared." Ji's father sighed.
"What should I do, Xiaoan should be sick if she keeps crying like this." Mother Ji.
"Would you take your child back to her natal home for a while? Ji Lang will also be home during the summer vacation." Dad Ji said.
In the end, Ji’s mother did not take her youngest son back to her natal home, because Ji Lang moved out of the house under the pretext of having something to do the next day. After this walk, he never went back. When calling greetings on New Year's and holidays, Ji's parents occasionally asked Ji Lang to go back and stay for a few days, but after Ji Lang refused several times, they gradually stopped asking. It seems that both sides have made a certain decision so tacitly.
The child is growing fast. He hasn't seen him in five years. Ji Lang almost can't remember his brother's appearance. So just now Dong Yongyuan brought someone up, but he didn't recognize it at all.
Ji Lang didn't have any impression of Xiao Ji An, so Xiao Ji An, who was only three years old at the time, had no impression of Ji Lang. He recognized Ji Lang from a photo of Ji Lang at home.
Ji An's face flushed and was a little nervous. Seeing that his brother hadn't spoken all the time, he couldn't help but take the initiative to speak again: "Brother, I am..."
Before Xiao Ji'an finished speaking, Ji Lang suddenly got up, passed him and went straight out of the office.
Xiao Ji'an was puzzled, doesn't his brother like himself? Or are you angry that you just ran over to him without saying hello? But even if he wanted to say hello, he couldn't do it. He didn't have any contact information for his brother, and his brother didn't go home, so he could only come directly. Or does he think he skipped class?
Thinking about it, Xiao Ji'an couldn't help but feel a little wronged, and his eyes were hot and suddenly he wanted to cry.
No, you can't cry, or your brother will despise yourself when he sees it. Xiao Ji'an turned her head and looked out the window, trying to calm herself down.
"Hey, why is there a doll? It seems to have fallen on the ground." Xiao Ji'an is a good boy, and he must help pick it up when he sees something falling on the floor. He walked over slowly, picked up the doll that had fallen in front of the window, and intimately patted the dust on the doll before placing the doll on the sofa aside.
After placing the doll, Xiao Ji'an returned to the original place, waiting for his brother to come back. And the moment he turned around, the doll he had just picked up suddenly looked up at him. The facial features that had no expressions were already twisted in one place at this time, and it seemed rather distressed.
How to do? I was touched.
When Ji Lang left the office, he strode downstairs and stopped at the top of the stairs Dong Yongyuan who was about to go upstairs with a fruit tray.
"old……"
"How did he come?" Ji Lang asked.
"Who? Young Master? He... He just stood at the door and said to find you, I'll bring... in." Dong Yongyuan is stupid no matter how stupid he is, and now he can see that the boss is angry.
Did you do something wrong? Isn't that little kid just now the boss's brother? Is it a fan pretending to be?
Ji Lang resisted his anger and glanced at the fruit plate in Dong Yongyuan's hand, and said solemnly: "Don't send things away, send people back to me in a while."
"Okay, yes." Dong Yongyuan dared to talk too much, and quickly responded.
Ji Lang then turned around, ready to go up and send the child away, but after walking a few steps upstairs, he suddenly turned around and said to Dong Yongyuan: "Your bonus this quarter has been deducted."
"Ah?!" Dong Yongyuan screamed.
Listening to the screams, Ji Lang felt better now. He went back to the office upstairs and saw the child standing in the same place waiting for him. As soon as he was about to speak, he heard the child speak first.
"I, I didn't skip class. There is no class in the afternoon on campus day today." Xiao Ji'an suddenly said.
"..." Who cares if you skip class.
"Then what are you doing here?" Ji Lang asked patiently.
"I...I came to ask you, Mid-Autumn Festival...will I go home?" Xiao Ji'an asked anxiously.
Ji Lang was startled slightly, apparently he didn't expect this kid to come here just to let himself go home for the holidays: "My parents asked you to come?"
Xiao Ji'an's eyes flashed slightly, and then nodded decisively.
A sneer flashed across Ji Lang's eyes: "Go back, I'll let people take you home."
"Brother, are you going back during the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Xiao Ji'an stepped forward excitedly, but when he moved, Ji Lang retreated. It meant that he didn't want him to come close.
Xiao Ji'an looked lonely and hurt.
"Go back, I won't come here anymore." Ji Lang opened the door and signaled Xiao Ji'an to go out.
"Do you hate me?" Xiao Ji'an couldn't help his grievance. He stubbornly raised his head, his eyes were already slightly red.
"Go back." Ji Lang will not coax the child, even if the child is his brother.
"Aunt Hong told me that when you were young, I cried as soon as you came home. I won't cry when you left, so you won't go home." Xiao Ji'an Hong said with eyes, "When I was young, I didn’t know why , But I don’t cry now. Will you go home? My parents miss you very much. I also miss my brother. If you are still angry, I’ll apologize to you. I’m sorry."
Ji Lang curled his eyebrows and repeatedly warned himself not to be familiar with children, but he listened to the children's innocent words, but his anger kept soaring.
You think that you have taken the favor of your parents from me, so you feel that you have made a mistake. Then when you grow up and become sensible, you come here empathetically, trying to get me to reintegrate into the one I have already left. Now Does it belong to your family of three?
Are you showing off, showing off your difference from mine, showing off your kindness?
"I'll say it again, get out!" He won't pick up the things he left.
Xiao Ji'an was shocked, and finally couldn't bear it in Ji Lang's gloomy eyes, and ran out.
Dong Yongyuan could hear his boss's roar downstairs. At this moment, seeing the child running down carrying his schoolbag, he couldn't help but feel sympathetic.
"Don't cry, I'll take you home." Dong Yongyuan took two pieces of paper and handed it to the child.
"I didn't cry." Xiao Ji'an said stubbornly, crying.
"Well, no cry, no cry, let's go." Dong Yongyuan did not argue with the child, took the child by the hand, and left the studio.
The child was holding back hard all the way, but when Dong Yongyuan started the car and turned into the road, the child finally couldn't help it. He cried out with a wow, tears and nose flying over his face: "I'm just here. Calling him to go home for the holidays, why did he murder me? Isn't he my brother?"
In your imagination, that is someone else's brother, and your brother is a nightmare, so it cannot be inferred by common sense.
Dong Yongyuan sighed and comforted: "Don't cry, our boss is like this. He has a bad temper by nature, but he doesn't mean anything malicious."
"Then... Then do you think he will go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Hope suddenly rekindled in Xiao Ji'an's eyes.
"...I don't know about this." Dong Yongyuan sighed.
Little boy, just rush me to let you go upstairs. Judging from his deduction of my bonus, he will definitely not go back.
Alas, my bonus, I have lost a lot of money because of you, and now I have to comfort you in turn, who knows my suffering.
On the other side, Ji Lang blasted people away, ready to go back to work. It's just that the curse doll suddenly ran over for no idea, spinning around at his feet, hahaha laughed constantly in his mouth.
Ji Lang thought that the doll was sensing his deep emotions and was comforting him, so he patted the doll's head perfunctorily: "I'm fine, go ahead and bask in your sun."
Instead of leaving, the doll became more anxious and turned faster.
"I'm really fine, go to the sun." Ji Lang turned and walked to the desk.
Wawa was anxious, and she didn't laugh, she couldn't help but spit out the few lines she only had, with the intention of attracting Ji Lang's attention.
"Want to die?"
Ji Lang paused, then looked back at the doll.
Wawa was happy and effective, so she worked harder: "Is it painful? Desperate? Go to die..."
Ji Lang groaned and walked over, lifted the doll up and murmured: "Is the addiction to drama again? Or did he eat something wrong again?"
When the doll froze, she collapsed in despair.
How can I tell you, my master, your doll was just touched by someone, woooooo~~~
Dong Yongyuan took Ji An into the studio, and the child followed behind with a curious look. When passing by the work area, he smiled and greeted Bei Fan three people, very polite.
Bei Fan and the three looked at each other, and when they were about to ask Dong Yongyuan who this child was, they saw that Dong Yongyuan had brought the child directly to the second floor. The three of them were startled, their faces uncertain.
This kid is here to find the boss?
The boss’s child?
Does the boss have children at home?
Dong Yongyuan took people to the door of Ji Lang's office, knocked on the door, and said with a happy face: "Boss, who do you think is here?"
Ji Lang looked up in surprise, seeing Dong Yongyuan leading an eight or nine-year-old child standing at the door, and couldn't help frowning: "What's the matter?"
"Brother." When Xiao Ji'an saw Ji Lang, his eyes lit up, and he shouted a little happy and a little scared.
My elder brother looks a bit fierce. I'm not afraid. I can't cry like I did when I was a kid. Xiao Ji'an worked hard to cheer himself up.
brother?
Ji Lang was startled slightly, and then he carefully looked at the little boy who followed Dong Yongyuan in, and slowly realized how familiar: "Ji'an?"
"It's me." Seeing his brother, Xiao Ji'an recognized him at a glance, and the joy on his face suddenly couldn't be hidden, and the whole person walked forward a few steps with excitement.
"Boss, you guys talk, I'll go down and prepare something for the young master." Dong Yongyuan consciously did a good deed, leaving room for the Ji Lang brothers, and went downstairs to prepare refreshments, without noticing it. The atmosphere is wrong.
To be honest, this is really not to blame Dong Yongyuan. He has worked in the studio for two years, and Ji Lang sees this irresponsible expression on everyone, and there is no difference at all.
Ji Lang sat behind his desk and looked at his younger brother who suddenly appeared in front of him, feeling a little confused. He hasn't been home for five years. In the past five years, he hasn't even seen his parents, let alone his own brother.
Five years ago, Ji An had just turned three years old, and he was still a fat man with a diaper in his mouth. At that time, Ji Lang's nightmare power was already very strong, and people around him had gradually become stressed when they saw him, and the police started to check his ID card from that time. Ji An is an old son born by Ji's parents in response to the second-child policy, and a normal child completely different from Ji Lang, so Ji's parents gave all their love to the younger son, enjoying the family of normal people. Joy.
That kind of love is something Ji Lang has never experienced.
Fortunately, Ji Lang was already very mature at that time, but he didn't have much jealousy, and he didn't bother to compete with a three-year-old child. At that time, he was already in college, and he didn't spend much time at home, and he rarely went back on weekdays. Only during the winter and summer vacations he would go home and stay for a while. At that time, his only impression of Ji An was crying.
Ji Lang is most afraid of noise, but although he is irritable, he is not good at reprimanding a crying child. When he is at home, he can only use headphones to block the child's crying. Until one day, he wakes up to drink water in the middle of the night and passes by the baby room. , Heard the conversation of the parents.
"Xiao'an keeps crying recently. Is it because Ji Lang is at home?" Mother Ji.
"Ji Lang's temperament has changed a lot recently, and I sometimes look scared." Ji's father sighed.
"What should I do, Xiaoan should be sick if she keeps crying like this." Mother Ji.
"Would you take your child back to her natal home for a while? Ji Lang will also be home during the summer vacation." Dad Ji said.
In the end, Ji’s mother did not take her youngest son back to her natal home, because Ji Lang moved out of the house under the pretext of having something to do the next day. After this walk, he never went back. When calling greetings on New Year's and holidays, Ji's parents occasionally asked Ji Lang to go back and stay for a few days, but after Ji Lang refused several times, they gradually stopped asking. It seems that both sides have made a certain decision so tacitly.
The child is growing fast. He hasn't seen him in five years. Ji Lang almost can't remember his brother's appearance. So just now Dong Yongyuan brought someone up, but he didn't recognize it at all.
Ji Lang didn't have any impression of Xiao Ji An, so Xiao Ji An, who was only three years old at the time, had no impression of Ji Lang. He recognized Ji Lang from a photo of Ji Lang at home.
Ji An's face flushed and was a little nervous. Seeing that his brother hadn't spoken all the time, he couldn't help but take the initiative to speak again: "Brother, I am..."
Before Xiao Ji'an finished speaking, Ji Lang suddenly got up, passed him and went straight out of the office.
Xiao Ji'an was puzzled, doesn't his brother like himself? Or are you angry that you just ran over to him without saying hello? But even if he wanted to say hello, he couldn't do it. He didn't have any contact information for his brother, and his brother didn't go home, so he could only come directly. Or does he think he skipped class?
Thinking about it, Xiao Ji'an couldn't help but feel a little wronged, and his eyes were hot and suddenly he wanted to cry.
No, you can't cry, or your brother will despise yourself when he sees it. Xiao Ji'an turned her head and looked out the window, trying to calm herself down.
"Hey, why is there a doll? It seems to have fallen on the ground." Xiao Ji'an is a good boy, and he must help pick it up when he sees something falling on the floor. He walked over slowly, picked up the doll that had fallen in front of the window, and intimately patted the dust on the doll before placing the doll on the sofa aside.
After placing the doll, Xiao Ji'an returned to the original place, waiting for his brother to come back. And the moment he turned around, the doll he had just picked up suddenly looked up at him. The facial features that had no expressions were already twisted in one place at this time, and it seemed rather distressed.
How to do? I was touched.
When Ji Lang left the office, he strode downstairs and stopped at the top of the stairs Dong Yongyuan who was about to go upstairs with a fruit tray.
"old……"
"How did he come?" Ji Lang asked.
"Who? Young Master? He... He just stood at the door and said to find you, I'll bring... in." Dong Yongyuan is stupid no matter how stupid he is, and now he can see that the boss is angry.
Did you do something wrong? Isn't that little kid just now the boss's brother? Is it a fan pretending to be?
Ji Lang resisted his anger and glanced at the fruit plate in Dong Yongyuan's hand, and said solemnly: "Don't send things away, send people back to me in a while."
"Okay, yes." Dong Yongyuan dared to talk too much, and quickly responded.
Ji Lang then turned around, ready to go up and send the child away, but after walking a few steps upstairs, he suddenly turned around and said to Dong Yongyuan: "Your bonus this quarter has been deducted."
"Ah?!" Dong Yongyuan screamed.
Listening to the screams, Ji Lang felt better now. He went back to the office upstairs and saw the child standing in the same place waiting for him. As soon as he was about to speak, he heard the child speak first.
"I, I didn't skip class. There is no class in the afternoon on campus day today." Xiao Ji'an suddenly said.
"..." Who cares if you skip class.
"Then what are you doing here?" Ji Lang asked patiently.
"I...I came to ask you, Mid-Autumn Festival...will I go home?" Xiao Ji'an asked anxiously.
Ji Lang was startled slightly, apparently he didn't expect this kid to come here just to let himself go home for the holidays: "My parents asked you to come?"
Xiao Ji'an's eyes flashed slightly, and then nodded decisively.
A sneer flashed across Ji Lang's eyes: "Go back, I'll let people take you home."
"Brother, are you going back during the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Xiao Ji'an stepped forward excitedly, but when he moved, Ji Lang retreated. It meant that he didn't want him to come close.
Xiao Ji'an looked lonely and hurt.
"Go back, I won't come here anymore." Ji Lang opened the door and signaled Xiao Ji'an to go out.
"Do you hate me?" Xiao Ji'an couldn't help his grievance. He stubbornly raised his head, his eyes were already slightly red.
"Go back." Ji Lang will not coax the child, even if the child is his brother.
"Aunt Hong told me that when you were young, I cried as soon as you came home. I won't cry when you left, so you won't go home." Xiao Ji'an Hong said with eyes, "When I was young, I didn’t know why , But I don’t cry now. Will you go home? My parents miss you very much. I also miss my brother. If you are still angry, I’ll apologize to you. I’m sorry."
Ji Lang curled his eyebrows and repeatedly warned himself not to be familiar with children, but he listened to the children's innocent words, but his anger kept soaring.
You think that you have taken the favor of your parents from me, so you feel that you have made a mistake. Then when you grow up and become sensible, you come here empathetically, trying to get me to reintegrate into the one I have already left. Now Does it belong to your family of three?
Are you showing off, showing off your difference from mine, showing off your kindness?
"I'll say it again, get out!" He won't pick up the things he left.
Xiao Ji'an was shocked, and finally couldn't bear it in Ji Lang's gloomy eyes, and ran out.
Dong Yongyuan could hear his boss's roar downstairs. At this moment, seeing the child running down carrying his schoolbag, he couldn't help but feel sympathetic.
"Don't cry, I'll take you home." Dong Yongyuan took two pieces of paper and handed it to the child.
"I didn't cry." Xiao Ji'an said stubbornly, crying.
"Well, no cry, no cry, let's go." Dong Yongyuan did not argue with the child, took the child by the hand, and left the studio.
The child was holding back hard all the way, but when Dong Yongyuan started the car and turned into the road, the child finally couldn't help it. He cried out with a wow, tears and nose flying over his face: "I'm just here. Calling him to go home for the holidays, why did he murder me? Isn't he my brother?"
In your imagination, that is someone else's brother, and your brother is a nightmare, so it cannot be inferred by common sense.
Dong Yongyuan sighed and comforted: "Don't cry, our boss is like this. He has a bad temper by nature, but he doesn't mean anything malicious."
"Then... Then do you think he will go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Hope suddenly rekindled in Xiao Ji'an's eyes.
"...I don't know about this." Dong Yongyuan sighed.
Little boy, just rush me to let you go upstairs. Judging from his deduction of my bonus, he will definitely not go back.
Alas, my bonus, I have lost a lot of money because of you, and now I have to comfort you in turn, who knows my suffering.
On the other side, Ji Lang blasted people away, ready to go back to work. It's just that the curse doll suddenly ran over for no idea, spinning around at his feet, hahaha laughed constantly in his mouth.
Ji Lang thought that the doll was sensing his deep emotions and was comforting him, so he patted the doll's head perfunctorily: "I'm fine, go ahead and bask in your sun."
Instead of leaving, the doll became more anxious and turned faster.
"I'm really fine, go to the sun." Ji Lang turned and walked to the desk.
Wawa was anxious, and she didn't laugh, she couldn't help but spit out the few lines she only had, with the intention of attracting Ji Lang's attention.
"Want to die?"
Ji Lang paused, then looked back at the doll.
Wawa was happy and effective, so she worked harder: "Is it painful? Desperate? Go to die..."
Ji Lang groaned and walked over, lifted the doll up and murmured: "Is the addiction to drama again? Or did he eat something wrong again?"
When the doll froze, she collapsed in despair.
How can I tell you, my master, your doll was just touched by someone, woooooo~~~
