Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

Since the boy was young, no one had said those words to him.

No one has ever stood up for him.

He stayed in the dark environment for too long, so long that he felt that there might be no light in this world.

But at this moment, Meng Qingning was like a ray of light entering Wei Jue's world.

From then on, he began to yearn for this kind of warmth.

in the dark

Wei Jue took out a handkerchief from his pocket.

Even after so many years, the texture of the veil is still very soft, just like when she handed it to him back then.

Wei Jue rolled his Adam's apple, and wrapped the handkerchief round and round around his fingertips.

She said she didn't believe he would fall in love at first sight.

But he was born with this kind of person, from the glimpse of it when he was young, to the present, for two whole lives.

Wei Jue still liked her very much.

Like her more and more.

It was also because of her that he tried so hard to get ahead.

"Well."

Meng Qingning didn't know what dream it was, so she moaned twice, then turned over and put her thighs on the quilt.

Wei Jue sighed in his heart, resigned himself to his fate and went forward to cover her quilt again.

"Little Zuojing, sleep well."

*
next day
Meng Qingning got up early in the morning, and when she woke up, she didn't move, she just lay there and looked at Wei Jue who was laying on the floor.

Looking at it, I feel more and more that I seem to be a little too much.

It doesn't seem good to let him play the floor all the time?
But...let him go to bed?
Just forget it and see how long he can last.

There was still dance practice in the morning, so Meng Qingning sat up with her heavy head supported.

As soon as she made a sound, Wei Jue opened his eyes vigilantly, and then turned to her.

"woke up?"

Wei Jue, who had just woken up, was still a little hoarse in his throat.

Meng Qingning nodded, too lazy to even say anything.

Wei Jue glanced at the time on the wall, and found that it was still very early, so he sat up: "Do you want to practice dancing today?"

"Well, the teacher made a plan for me, and I will start practicing day and night in the next time."

Speaking of this, Meng Qingning turned her head and looked at him with a faint look: "I'm so tired."

She was not the kind of hard-working person in the first place, she was pampered and brought up since she was a child, if it weren't for the teacher being too strict when she was young, she would not have given up.

Now I have to study hard, and I feel tired when I think about it.

Seeing her like this, a smile flashed across Wei Jue's black eyes, he walked up to him and got up to touch her drooping head.

"Don't you want to dance? Just work hard, come back and relax when you're tired, and we'll start the company management after you finish learning how to dance."

"En." Meng Qingning nodded.

That's the only way to go. It's better to focus on some things, and besides, she really won't be able to learn so quickly about company management.

Might as well learn first.

Suddenly, Meng Qingning noticed something tied to Wei Jue's wrist, and stared at it curiously.

"What's that strapped to your wrist?"

Hearing this, Wei Jue froze the smile that was on his lips, then he lowered his head and looked at the blue and white handkerchief on his wrist.

Before going to sleep last night, he was so distracted by thinking about things, he tied this veil around his hand, so that he didn't think about it at all when he woke up just now.

Before he could react, Meng Qingning reached out with his hand.

"Pazi?"

Wei Jue breathed a little short and swallowed. If she found herself wearing this handkerchief to sleep or even wearing it all the time, would she think his behavior was strange?
Just when Wei was determined to think about it, the girl raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were full of curiosity.

"Why are you wearing a veil on your hand?"

Wei Jue: "?"

She only had doubts about his behavior on her face, and she didn't exclaim in surprise because of this veil.

It seemed that he had never seen the strange appearance of this veil.

"You..." Wei Jue pursed his thin lips, and asked tentatively, "Don't you think this handkerchief is familiar?"

Hearing this, Meng Qingning lowered her head to look at the veil, while Wei Jue was waiting, Wei Jue's heart sank little by little.

"I haven't seen it before." Meng Qingning shook his head, "What's the matter? Does this veil have any special meaning to you?"

Wei Jue's heart sank completely.

It turned out that she had long forgotten.

It is estimated that at the engagement banquet, she did not recognize herself at all.

To her, he was just a child in a mountain village who was rescued when she, the eldest lady, was traveling.

He misses her because she is like a ray of light.

But she forgot him because he... was too ordinary.

Yes, he was dirty, smelly, and covered in blood at the time. She just saved him out of kindness and kindness, so how could she seriously remember him?

"what happened to you?"

After Meng Qingning noticed that he said he didn't know the veil, Wei Jue's mood was obviously not right, and the air pressure around him was brought down by him.

"Do I want to know this veil?" Meng Qingning reached out to touch it, "Let me take another look, maybe I know it."

Wei Jue didn't speak, and let her hold his hand, staring at the handkerchief carefully.

As long as she watched, he waited.

But Meng Qingning looked at it for a long time, but still didn't recognize it.

"I really don't know him."

But he wrapped it around his hand, so this veil must be very meaningful to him.

"It's normal not to know each other." Wei Jue withdrew his hand and said calmly.

Meng Qingning felt that he was unhappy, so she blurted out and asked, "Could it be Jiang Yueyue's?"

Hearing this, Wei Jue frowned.

"Meng Qingning, do you want to piss me off?"

"Eh? It's not Jiang Yueyue's. Whose is it?"

"Do you feel uncomfortable all day if you don't get angry with me?"

At this time, to mention Jiang Yueyue, Wei Jue really wanted to knock her head open to see how her brain was structured.

Meng Qingning bit her lower lip.

"I didn't do it on purpose. You asked me. After thinking about it, I found that there are only a few people you know in common. Except for Jiang Yueyue, I feel like there is no one else."

Wei Jue felt that if he continued to listen, he would vomit blood.

"Forget it, aren't you going to dance practice? Go brush your teeth."

Meng Qingning: "No, please explain the matter clearly, this handkerchief is not Jiang Yueyue's, so whose is it?"

She stared at the handkerchief carefully, with blue and white patterns and some small floral embroidery, it looked pretty.

It's just that this style is estimated to be many years ago, right?

Suddenly, Meng Qingning thought of someone.

Then, the way she looked at Wei Jue changed.

"I know whose it is."

This handkerchief should have been left to him by Wei Jue's mother!

Although Meng Qingning didn't have much impression of his mother, Wei Jue in his previous life was a dutiful son and treated his mother and father very well.

The style of this handkerchief is outdated again, there is nothing else but his mother!

Wei Jue frowned slightly: "What strange things are you thinking in your mind again?"