In-house help system

Originally, Ji Wenliang was a little jealous of Feng Rui. Although the two grew up together, no matter what, he was also the hero.

What's more, there is very little contact in these years, and I don't know what he has experienced and whether he has changed.

But after getting along for a while, Ji Wenliang found that Feng Rui seemed to be a little colder and less talkative than before.

It's not warm to him, but it's also amiable.

Gradually put down the guard.

But within a few days, he saw Feng Rui's moodiness.

The two of them were having dinner that day when Ji Wenliang's cell phone rang suddenly.

He glanced at the caller ID, it was Ji's father, and he picked it up.

"dad?"

"Wen Liang, your luggage has arrived, should it be mailed to you or left at home?"

After his father reminded him, Ji Wenliang remembered about the luggage.

He came back in a hurry this time, and only brought some changed clothes, the rest of the books and other miscellaneous things, so he had to ask his roommate Han Yi to help pack and mail them.

Counting the days, it should be here.

It wasn't something important, Ji Wenliang thought, and put it in Ji's father's place.

Although the Feng family villa is large, it is not his own home.

"No need, Dad, just leave it with you."

Ji Wenliang remembered that Feng's family still had a lot of old school books that they would not need in the future, but he was reluctant to throw them away, so it would be better to mail them home.

Thinking of this, he added: "In two days, I will mail the things here to my home."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Wenliang picked up chopsticks to eat again.

I felt something was wrong while eating.

He raised his head, looked at Feng Rui, and asked suspiciously: "Why don't you eat?"

Feng Rui lowered his head, and suddenly dropped the chopsticks on the table, making a loud snap.

The sound was actually not loud, but it was very clear in the silent ward.

"I don't want to eat."

Seeing that he was abnormal, Ji Wenliang said softly, "Then what do you want to eat..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell silent.

Feng Rui raised his head, his face was cold, and he glanced at him with ice-like eyes.

"I'm leaving the hospital."

Through the novel, Ji Wenliang can somewhat spy on Feng Rui's power, but that kind of spying is like touching the ice with thick gloves, you know in your heart that it should be very cold, but in fact you can't feel it.

But Feng Rui's glance made him feel as if he had taken off his gloves and was sticking directly to the ice.

The coldness unabashedly spread from the palm to the limbs, he couldn't help shivering, and his heart trembled.

Ji Wenliang put down his chopsticks slowly, got up slowly, as if he was afraid of disturbing him, and said softly: "I... I'll ask."

Turned around and left the ward.

When we arrived at the nurse's station, Nurse Fang happened to be there.

Nurse Fang knew this person, and logically, she should also be grateful to him.

Since this person came, the patient who gave her the most headache suddenly became the patient who gave her the most peace of mind.

She hurriedly stood up and asked, "Mr. Ji, what's the matter?"

Ji Wenliang was still in a daze, he calmed down and explained his purpose.

Nurse Fang was a little surprised.

In fact, she knew that Feng Rui could have been discharged from the hospital long ago.

His condition is no longer serious, these bottles can also be administered at home.

But Feng Rui has been procrastinating leaving the hospital, and now he doesn't know what's going on, and he's about to be discharged again suddenly.

She could only chalk it up to a rich man's quirk.

Nurse Fang nodded towards Ji Wenliang, and said, "It's possible to leave the hospital, but there are still some things that need attention."

Feng Rui suffers from stomach disease, which requires careful treatment.

First of all, smoking and alcohol must be avoided.

No more coffee.

Also, eat regularly and get enough sleep.

He also ordered some other things, and Ji Wenliang wrote them down one by one.

When he returned to the ward, Feng Rui had already taken off his hospital gown and put on a black suit.

He sat on the edge of the bed with half an unfinished cigarette in his hand.

The room smelled of burning tobacco, Ji Wenliang frowned and couldn't help coughing twice.

The nurse just emphasized that smoking should not be allowed, Ji Wenliang wanted to stop him, but remembered the unhappiness just now.

He was somewhat afraid of Feng Rui.

Want to remind, but some dare not.

That knife-like look on his heart really hurts.

He was still hesitating here, but Feng Rui somehow pressed the cigarette end into the ashtray and twisted it.

Watching the sparks go out, Ji Wenliang heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "The formalities are completed, when shall we leave?"

Feng Rui has always acted vigorously, "Let's go now."

The two returned to Feng's house.

Next, Feng Rui didn't make things difficult for Ji Wenliang, he went into the study after returning home.

In the evening, Ji Wenliang cooked the dishes, put them on the table, filled the rice for the two of them, and put away the chopsticks.

It seemed that Feng Rui was the only one left to eat.

He sighed secretly, walked to the door of the study, and knocked on the door a few times.

"It's time to eat."

Feng Rui didn't look up, and continued to look at the document, saying: "Don't eat."

"Why don't you eat?" Ji Wenliang was a little anxious, he didn't eat much at noon, and he didn't eat at night, how could his stomach take it?

Feng Rui looked up at him and said, "There are too many documents."

"Then... let's watch after dinner."

"I can't finish it."

Seeing that he didn't take his body seriously, Ji Wenliang was angry and worried, and subconsciously said, "Then let me help you."

It feels wrong to say it.

The documents the president read are all company secrets, how can he, an outsider, look through them at will?Besides, he has just graduated and has no experience, so what can he see?

But Feng Rui actually nodded, stood up and said, "Let's eat then."

Ji Wenliang is a person who sticks to his word, since he promised to help, he naturally won't shirk it.

But it's more like learning than helping.

In order to successfully complete the task, he specially majored in finance, and has been paying attention to the movements of the Feng family over the years, but in the final analysis, these are just ideas on paper.

But fortunately, he is open-minded and eager to learn, and he also has a great master.

It's just that this master is too dedicated.

Ji Wenliang just said "I don't understand", Feng Rui actually stood up from the office chair and walked over to him to guide him personally.

"This project was launched last year..." A deep voice sounded.

Ji Wenliang listened very hard, but couldn't listen no matter what.

Feng Rui, he... was too close.

The sleeves of his white shirt were casually rolled up, and his elbows rested on the table, half-enclosing him.

Pointing to the densely packed words on the document, his lips pressed against his ear, explaining patiently.

Ji Wenliang could even feel the heat coming from Feng Rui's body.

There seemed to be several hearts in his chest, and they were vying to beat.

He wanted to cover his chest with his hands, but he didn't dare to move.

I had to say it to myself.

stop.

stop now.

Don't...don't dance anymore.

It's a pity that his heart is not very obedient.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

Hearing the sound, Ji Wenliang raised his head, Feng Rui was looking at him with frowns.

"I..." Ji Wenliang's face was hot and he was a little ashamed.

Feng Rui only thought he was tired, he looked at his watch and said, "It's getting late, go to bed."

"how about you?"

"I'll sleep later."

"Then I'll sleep later." Ji Wenliang began to look down at the document after finishing speaking.

Feng Rui could only say: "Then go to sleep now."

The persuasion was successful.

Gradually, Ji Wenliang got the hang of it.

For example, one day Feng Rui was approving documents when he suddenly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, lit it and put it in his mouth.

Ji Wenliang saw it, and didn't persuade him, just said: "I want to smoke too."

He also took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, and followed Feng Rui's example, put it in his mouth and took a puff.

Of course he doesn't smoke, his throat is smoked and he keeps coughing.

Feng Rui snatched the cigarette from his hand and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Ji Wenliang said seriously: "I think smoking is good, cool and handsome."

The second half of the sentence is from the heart.

The appearance of Feng Rui smoking a cigarette was indeed full of the charm of a mature man.

But smoking is not good.

Feng Rui had no choice but to stifle the cigarette.

Successful smoking cessation.

On this day, the two were reading documents in the study when Ji Wenliang's cell phone rang suddenly.

Ji Wenliang looked at it, stood up and said, "The courier has arrived."

After speaking, he turned and left the room, went down the stairs and opened the door.

"Hello, Fengchi Express, please sign for it." The courier boy in blue overalls said with a smile.

"Okay." Ji Wenliang took the form and signed it.

He took the courier, suddenly remembered the old books he had packed up a while ago, raised his head and asked, "Can I send something now?"

"What do you want to send?"

"Some old books."

"Okay." The courier boy replied.

"Okay, wait a minute." After Ji Wenliang finished speaking, he turned and went upstairs to get the book.

These books were not light, and it took him a lot of effort to move them downstairs.

Just about to fill in the form, Feng Rui's voice sounded from behind.

"What are you posting?"

"Some old books." Ji Wenliang bowed his head and filled out the form, and replied.

"Only old books?"

if not?

Ji Wenliang hummed.

Feng Rui was silent for a while, then said: "There is a study at home."

Ji Wenliang finally stopped writing.

These days, every word Feng Rui said, Ji Wenliang had to chew it in his head again, for fear that he might miss something and make him unhappy.

Feng Rui's words obviously meant that he didn't want him to post the letter.

It's not a big deal, if you don't post it, don't post it.

Ji Wenliang smiled apologetically at the courier brother, "We won't post today, please."

"I won't post in the future." Feng Rui added inexplicably.

After sending off the courier brother, Ji Wenliang looked at the packed old books on the ground, and couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Brother, can you tell me earlier, he finally moved downstairs, and now he has to move up again.

He was about to bend down, but Feng Rui moved faster than him, lifted the box with ease, and strode towards the study.

Ji Wenliang could only follow behind.

The Feng family's study room is not as big as usual, except for the office area, it is just rows of bookshelves.

Feng Rui went straight to the bookshelf, put down the box, and said, "Just put it here."

Ji Wenliang looked at the bookshelf, and there was a row of Chinese and foreign business books.

He looked down at his suitcase again, which was a foreign language teaching material for primary and secondary schools.

Putting them together, this... does not follow the classification basis.

What's more, Feng Rui has always been orderly, how could he tolerate this kind of thing happening?

Ji Wenliang couldn't figure it out, but he still obediently put the book on it neatly.

Feng Rui was very satisfied when he saw that his book was mixed with Ji Wenliang's.

He wished that everything about the two of them would be intertwined and entangled forever.

The author has something to say:

If goodbye can't be red-eyed

Can you still blush

Just like that year hastily engraved

Rumors of being so beautiful together forever

If the past is still worthy of nostalgia

Don't settle your suspicions too quickly

Who is willing to be like this

no attachment to each other

we owe each other

otherwise why nostalgia

Thank you angels for your comments~

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