Slag Shou Cultivating Manual

Chapter 123: Jiang Jingda Resurrection

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Eight years have passed, the world without Jiang Langmin is still going on, the earth is revolving, the stars and the moon alternate, it seems that everything has never changed.

Only after he left, Jiang Jingda's world began to fade away.

Even though the business is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more properties are purchased, he still likes to live in the old house, guard the man's room, and clean it up himself every now and then to keep it spotless, just like that young man traveling , After getting tired, you will come back to check in with a smile.

The homework, books, used pens, and towels left by him when he was young are all like his will, which are all cherished by Jiang Jingda and asked him to read aloud day after day.

In the past eight years, Jiang Jingda adopted a child named Jiang Lang in the orphanage.

He brought Jiang Lang home when he was one year old. He showed him the cartoons Lang Lang liked to watch when he was a child, and played with the toys he used to play with. It seemed that he could return to their childhood in no time. period.

Seems to be another uneventful weekend.

Even without the care of his mother, the six-year-old Jiang Lang grew up to be well-behaved and sensible. Whenever Jiang Jingda was working, he would calm down and read storybooks by himself.

Just as Jiang Jingda read a document, he frowned and put it aside. "Who made this report? Come to work on the first day, let him come and see me."

The secretary flipped through the record sheet, and just as he was about to say that it was written by a new employee, the door was knocked three times.

A slender figure in a staff uniform walked in and greeted with a smile on his face, "Brother, it's really my first day at work."

His appearance obviously brought a lot of shock. Jiang Jingda's eyes widened, and the tip of the signature pen in his hand was snapped off. Seeing that the situation was not good, the secretary left immediately.

The person who suddenly appeared in front of him was exactly the same as the person who had been entrenched in his memory for many years.

"Who the hell are you?" Jiang Jingda's expression suddenly became serious, and he asked in a bad tone.

"You still don't recognize who I am?" Helang smiled at him, sat down in front of him, and let him look at himself.

Not to mention that this appearance is exactly the same as the person in his heart, and even the tone and attitude of others cannot be imitated by others. This made Jiang Jingda think that he was dreaming for a while, but the shock and violently beating heart in front of him were not. It really reminded him that this is reality.

"But he already..." Jiang Jingda felt stuck in his throat, and he really didn't have the courage to mention that word.

"I'm not dead, and it wasn't me who was cremated back then. The tomb in the cemetery is empty. If you don't believe me, you can take a look?" Helang replied leisurely, picked up the mug in front of him, and drank it against him without hesitation. Take a sip of coffee.

Jiang Jingda didn't think about the changes and reasons. When he knew that the person in front of him had returned, he almost fell off the boss's chair in surprise, and hugged the person staggeringly. Confused young man.

"Then where have you been all these years? It's been eight years... eight years! Aren't you willing to come back and take a look at me?"

Jiang Jingda closed his eyes hard, his eyelashes were already wet, and a dead heart came back to life.

Why hasn't he come to see him for eight years? And how would he spend his days alone? Did he know how desperate he was? How much he wanted to follow him and be buried in the same cemetery as him, but the responsibilities on his body allowed him to support this body and survive...

How many eight years can a person have in his life? These eight years are enough to witness a person's transformation, enough to make a baby like Jiang Lang grow into a child, and the eight years he has waited for, there are too many of them, and it is impossible to talk about them.

"Brother, I'm sorry..." Helang looked down at his trembling eyelashes, and he could naturally feel the overwhelming sadness and ecstasy on his body. Enduring his hug with all his strength, he stroked Jiang Jingda's back in an attempt to Reassure him with your own warmth.

Over the years, Jiang Jingda's appearance is somewhat different from the one in his memory. A trace of greenness in him back then has been completely washed away. In his thirties, there are traces of time between his brows and eyes, and his eyes seem to be able to peer into his heart. The profundity and vicissitudes of life.

Lifting his head from Helang's arms, Jiang Jingda caressed every inch of his cheeks carefully, his eyes showed tenderness, his lips opened and closed, and he finally said, "You haven't changed at all..."

It stands to reason that after such a long time, his Langlang should have grown more open and more mature, but Jiang Jingda, who knew his face by heart, found that his appearance has not changed at all, not even a wrinkle has been added, no matter how old he is. After a long time, he still looks like a youthful young man, making him feel as if he has been a lifetime away.

He didn't want to know why this man came back to this world haunted and appeared silently in his company, he only knew that whether it was a dream or a fantasy, he didn't want to wake up.

The two hugged each other with an intimate tone. It was the first time that he saw his father being so gentle and caring for others. Jiao, "Dad, which brother is this?"

Helang pushed Jiang Jingda away in surprise, and carefully looked at the child in front of him with complicated emotions.

That's right, he has been away for eight years, and Jiang Jingda is still in his youth, at the prime of his life, when he is getting married and having children. He has no right to ask this person to wait for him. If this person has already established a perfect family, he should Best wishes.

It's just that he came to this world, and it's only for him. If this person gets married and has children, what should he do? Helang frowned, feeling a little downcast.

He smiled and patted Jiang Lang's head, "I am your uncle."

"Uncle? That's... father's... younger brother?" Jiang Lang tilted his head and asked him, and immediately bowed politely, saying hello uncle.

Jiang Jingda frowned, pressed Jiang Lang's head, and taught directly, "You have to call Dad."

Naturally, both Helang and Jiang Lang were surprised by this title, and Jiang Jingda gave a little explanation.

It's just that Jiang Lang was still in the fog. Seeing his father's serious appearance, he didn't dare to question him, so he honestly started calling He Lang's father.

Jiang Jingda patted Jiang Lang's head, then led him outside the door, asked the secretary to take care of him, and locked the door again, as if he was afraid that Helang would run away.

"So it was adopted? I thought—" Helang stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, and gave up with a dry cough.

Jiang Jingda stared at his face without looking away, as if he wanted to look back at the past eight years, "Surprised? Do you think I will marry another woman?"

Helang raised his eyebrows, "I don't know."

"...Little bastard" Does this person really not know how attached he is to him? Jiang Jingda cursed in a low voice, pressed Helang on the desk, and kissed and bit him silently as if venting his anger.

"How? The child will start doing things that are not suitable for children?" Helang joked.

Jiang Jingda was noncommittal, the two hadn't seen each other for so many years, and they were both in their hot-blooded youth, so it was the most normal thing for him to misfire.

While reaching into Helang's clothes, he whispered in his ear, "I'm not allowed to leave when I come back this time. Be my secretary during the day and stay with me at night, huh?" He squeezed his waist , kept lingering behind him.

Helang hugged his neck, straightened up cooperatively, but said deliberately in a temper, "Didn't you still want to scold me just now? Whoever you want to be your secretary."

This man is always quiet and devoted to his work wholeheartedly. He looks like an ancient well without waves. When he is not around, he is like a log. Helang, who has always been quiet, can't help but find it boring, so he always wants to tease him.

"No, you have to be serious about your work and persevere, you told me before." Jiang Jingda sternly refused, since he has already become his assistant, he must continue to do it.

Immediately, he immediately contacted his subordinates and asked him to draw up a new contract for as long as he could sign it. He tried to trick Lang Lang into signing at night, so he might as well tie him up in the company for the rest of his life.

It's just that as an employee, Herron's work is really not flattering.

He is extremely insensitive to business and numbers, but he is still eager to try related jobs.

On this day, Jiang Jingda was looking at the documents, and the more he looked at it, the more something was wrong. Thinking that Lang Lang, who Jiang Lang was pestering him, had been outside for a day, that is to say, he hadn't seen Lang Lang for a day, so he couldn't help feeling a little more irritable, and suddenly Throwing the document aside, he vented his anger on the person in front of him, "Who did this report? Are you serious about it?"

There were clear and crisp children's laughter outside the door, and Helang walked in with Jiang Lang who was eating a lollipop, just in time to meet him questioning the staff.

He looked at the documents on the table and asked, "But my report was not done well?"

Jiang Jingda was silent for a moment, his expression was normal, he reached out to take the document back, and read it again carefully, "No, you did a good job, Lang Lang is very smart."

"Really? I passed by the staff area yesterday and saw that Xiao Li was busy with business, so I helped him out." Helang smiled.

Jiang Jingda stepped forward and hugged him, all anger disappeared. Seeing Jiang Lang immersed in the joy of candy and toys, he felt better, "Where did Dad take you today?"

"Hey, dad took me to the amusement park, bought a lot of chocolates, ate marshmallows, bought toys and models, dad is the best dad in the world!" Jiang Lang shook the exquisite model in his hand, mouth There are snacks stuffed in it, and it looks very happy. Usually, the little boy is very quiet and laughs so hard that he can't see his eyes.

"You are happy. Tomorrow you will do your homework honestly at home, and my father will be mine." Jiang Jingda cruelly snatched Helang away, took Jiang Lang and his snack toys out of the office again, and handed them over to the assistant of the part-time nanny.

Seeing the child pouted sullenly and frowning slightly, Helang could not bear it.

Jiang Jingda moved his tired limbs, hugged him and lay down on the sofa in the lounge for a nap, not paying much attention, "You are too used to him."

"Could it be that I'm not used to you?" Helang breathed into his ear like blue, and kissed the corner of his mouth. Jiang Jingda's bones were so weak, how could he refute.

These days were like a dream, and Lang Lang was only willing to pester him when he was a child in elementary school. Since his youth, Lang Lang has somehow started to keep him away, and in the end, he even wished to push him to others Women are married, that's why he changed his usual reserved and calm appearance eight years ago, and exploded into such a crazy and collapsed appearance.

At that time, he also came to the end of despair, otherwise he would not have made such a bad plan to imprison Lang Lang, and finally forced Lang Lang to jump off the building.

Who would have thought that he would have a day when Lang Lang and him would settle down, unite physically and mentally, and take the initiative to give him the kindness that he longed for.

Jiang Jingda seemed to remember something, and suddenly strangled Helang's waist forcefully, and told him, "Jiang Jiao will return to China next week."

Helang responded, as if he knew it, but he didn't react too much.

Jiang Jingda gave a rare chuckle, buried a bright red hickey repeatedly on his collar, and warned hoarsely, "You are not allowed to see him."

At the funeral that year, that man was as sad as he was, and he would come to the Jiang family's cemetery every day after that, even if he was blocked from entering, he still had to take a look outside the door.

After that, he went abroad and never returned to China once. When he came back suddenly at this time, he must have heard the news that the young master of the Jiang family had "resurrected from the dead".

Not long after he settled down, Jiang Jingda felt this sense of crisis again, even extremely uneasy.

He didn't know when, where, and what kind of relationship Lang Lang had with Jiang Jiao when he was studying abroad, and he couldn't guess whether Lang Lang would be shaken because of him.

That's why he was a little helpless and wanted to completely trap this person before Jiang Jiao came back.

"What's wrong? Such a strange expression? Is it okay if I don't see him?" Heron pinched his serious face and showed a comforting smile.

Jiang Jingda, who was able to handle hundreds of millions of investments without changing his face, showed a clumsy side at this time, as if his hands and feet were awkward, he took out a velvet box from his pocket tremblingly.

Although he was able to maintain a calm face, he was already incoherent. He couldn't utter a single word of the love words he wanted to say. His good eloquence that could be eloquent before thousands of people gave a speech was gone. "Lang Lang, you... I..."

When Helang saw the box in his hand, he naturally became enlightened. When he saw the person in front of him faltering, losing his usual majestic and steady appearance, he couldn't help but chuckle, took the box on his own, and took it. The pair of expensive and beautifully designed custom-made rings inside looked carefully.

He knew what Jiang Jingda wanted to say, so he agreed first, "I am willing."

Without the slightest hesitation, Helang put on the ring himself, which happened to be exactly one inch.

"Lang Lang..." Jiang Jingda blinked, wondering if it was because the person who had been staring at the person in front of him was unwilling to blink so his eyes were dull, and the sockets of his eyes were a little hot at this moment.

"Don't be moved so quickly, we can't register here, you owe me a wedding, when is it expected?"

"Anytime." Jiang Jingda replied straight away, afraid that he would go back on his word.

Helang nodded, and picked up another slightly larger one to put on for him.

"What about the child?"

"Child, you have the final say. Take him to the assistant during the honeymoon. He is very good and won't disturb us."

Helang bent his lips, quite satisfied.

When the ring was slowly pushed from the tip of the finger to the root of the finger, Jiang Jingda's heart fell to the ground, and he hugged the person in front of him.

And the person in his arms responded to him with enthusiasm and intensity that he had never had in his life.

This is what Jiang Jingda has been longing for since he was a teenager. When he hugged the person he loved, he actually hugged back harder than him.

The author has something to say: There are still five chapters counting down~The next one is Ao Li, the cute and cute devil~

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