Jing Yi was choked by Fan Ming’s blunt words and was unable to respond for a long time.

That was too hasty. It turns out that the expression “I have a friend” has become so common that even the world of novels is not immune to it.

If he had known this, he wouldn’t have asked.

Fan Ming got a big bite of the melon for no reason.

Jing Yi pursed her lips, cast a reproachful glance, and refused to admit it: “Secretary Fan, don’t put yourself in other people’s shoes. This is an office, and it’s not good to use such explicit words.”

He tried his best to suppress the emotions in his eyes and not reveal a single bit.

“Is it too explicit?” Fan Ming’s eyes flickered mischievously: “This is just the beginning.”

Jing Yi: “…”

“Besides, what’s wrong with the office? This kind of atmosphere is taboo.”

Jing Yi: “…”

It’s terrible. Fan Ming is no longer the simple and capable Secretary Fan. Look at the garbage in his head. It’s so yellow and his brain has fallen into the Yellow River!

Blinking, Jing Yi suddenly remembered something: “Secretary Fan, you have such a wealth of theoretical knowledge, how did you absorb it?”

Fan Ming was stunned by Jing Yi’s slightly outrageous words, and it took him several seconds to react, “I’ve been reading comics lately, I’m addicted to them.”

Jing Yi said bluntly: “It has a little color.”

Fan Ming: “…”

He coughed lightly and said, “Butler Jing, please don’t say such explicit things in the office.”

In the past, he really wouldn’t read this kind of stuff, but recently, maybe because Zou Ting’s harassment was a little too annoying, he ran to the bookstore to relieve his boredom and accidentally saw a few new comics. The style of the paintings was quite to his liking, and the titles were also literary, so Fan Ming bought some and took them home.

Originally, he wanted to use comics as a way to relieve stress, but who would have thought that this small comic book could contain so much secrets. From then on, he opened the door to a new world.

Fan Ming stepped in.

It took more than a month to get here.

It’s just that he read too many comics, and he feels something is not right about Li Wenzhao and Jing Yi, and he can’t help but ship them as a couple.

But today it seems that the CP he was supporting has come true!

Jing Yi was speechless for a few seconds, then smiled with narrowed eyes: “Secretary Fan, is it boring to read comics alone? Sometimes you feel it’s nice to share with someone?”

Fan Ming’s eyes lit up: “You watch it too?”

“I won’t watch it.” Jing Yi said, “Secretary Zou, please help him.”

Fan Ming was stunned, his eyes slightly suspicious: “I feel like you are making fun of me.”

Jing Yi said seriously: “People in the capital city don’t cheat people in the capital city.”

Okay.

It’s hard to find a true friend. Fan Ming nodded, “Then I’ll go find him after get off work.”

Jing Yi pursed his lips and smiled, completing a perfect backstab, and quickly ran back to the office.

Let’s hurt each other, Secretary Fan.

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After returning to the office, Jing Yi still felt a little uncomfortable, especially after seeing Li Wenzhao, all he could think about was the phrase “undress and sit on someone’s lap”.

He didn’t even know how to face Li Wenzhao.

That won’t work.

Li Wenzhao has a golden finger that can hear his inner voice at any time. He doesn’t dare to force it in his heart, but he is afraid that he can’t control himself.

After thinking for two seconds, Jing Yi pursed his lips and smiled. There is a solution.

Li Wenzhao was working diligently at his desk. When he noticed the butler coming back, he raised his eyes slightly. Before he could say anything, he heard a loud and high-pitched singing that made his eyebrows tremble.

[The river flows eastwards, the stars in the sky are the Big Dipper, hey hey hey hey, they are the Big Dipper, a friend of life and death, a bowl of wine, we leave when we say leave…]

Li Wenzhao: “…”

The butler has only been out for a short time, how come he has become so crazy again?

Jing Yi put on headphones, washed away by the rough singing voice, quietly pressing his own thoughts.

He turned his head and saw Li Wenzhao facing him, his mouth opening and closing quickly.

“Huh?” he shouted.

Li Wenzhao also shouted: “Take off your headphones.”

Jing Yi took one side and asked cautiously, “What’s the matter?”

[There is no rule against bringing headphones to the office.]

[Is my comfort disturbing your eyes? 】

“You disturbed me.”

Jing Yi looked down at the headphone jack.

[Is there? There is no sound leakage from this headset. ]

Li Wenzhao: “I heard it from your heart.”

Jing Yi: “…”

[You can’t play like this, right? It’s fine if I listen to my inner voice, it’s fine if I don’t have any secrets, but now when I listen to a song, I can speak louder than the leaky headphones? ]

Jingyi didn’t believe it.

There is no such a golden finger. It must be the young master who is playing tricks on him.

Li Wenzhao had a headache and asked, “Is “Hero Song” so good?”

Jing Yi: “…”

He moved his fingers in disbelief.

The next second, Li Wenzhao asked, “Does “Walking Around” sound good?”

Jing Yi: “…”

Okay, he believed it.

Wuchang, it’s bad enough that he hooked the wrong soul, but he even used the promised golden finger to stick it on someone else. I’m afraid he has Parkinson’s disease!

If you are so confused at work, you will be fired sooner or later!

Jing Yi’s defense was completely broken. He took off his headphones and cursed in his heart, not noticing that Li Wenzhao’s pupils contracted.

…The dog is the devil, who hooks the wrong soul and promises the golden finger.

They are all very common terms, but when combined together, they almost become an incomprehensible truth.

Jingyi has seen impermanence.

The reason is that the wrong soul was taken away.

I don’t know what he discussed with Wuchang, but he got a chance to be reborn and promised to give the butler a golden finger.

It seems that this is the reason for revealing one’s true feelings.

It’s just that the butler was too slow to react and still thinks that the golden finger was taken away by him.

Today, Li Wenzhao finally understood where the inexplicable sense of separation that was mixed in with the young butler came from.

When the old housekeeper of the family retired, he recommended his son to Li Wenzhao to take over the position. Before taking over, Li Wenzhao met “Jingyi” in person.

However, “Jingyi” at that time was still a serious, respectful and attentive professional housekeeper with good professional ethics and well-organized housework. At a young age, he had his own style of calmness and maturity, very much like his father.

Therefore, Li Wenzhao felt at ease to recruit people.

But on his first day at work, Butler Jing gave him a surprise.

Li Wenzhao had never seen the old housekeeper’s son before, so when “Jingyi” performed a magic trick for him at home on his first day at work, he didn’t doubt it much.

I just thought that the previous impression was that “Jingyi” had made advance preparations to get this job. In fact, I am more lively and outgoing.

Coupled with the unexpected fact that he could hear his inner voice, that little bit of abnormality was quickly ignored by him.

Even when dealing with the Chinese fraudster, when Jing Yi accidentally mentioned that he had no relatives, he just thought that the other party was talking nonsense in a trance.

I didn’t expect the truth to be like this.

…Jingyi.

…Have you ever died once?

How did he die? How did he get the chance to be reborn? Is this chance permanent or intermittent? Is there a price to pay? What is the medium used to reveal his inner thoughts? Will it affect his life?

The most important thing is…will Jingyi leave?

Thinking of this possibility, Li Wenzhao felt inexplicably excited.

If Jing Yi disappeared in the capital, disappeared in the country, or even disappeared abroad, he had enough means and methods to bring him back.

What if I disappear from this world?

If a day really comes when he disappears in both the time and space sense, where should he find someone?

Li Wenzhao was frightened by his increasingly deep fantasies.

“…”