Play Nice

Chapter 246 246: Jing Zhao wakes up and reconnects with Lingling (two more)
Shang Lingling hung several photographic works on the wall of the hall.

Fang Luming had no artistic skills, but felt that the gem on the frame was unusual, so he reached out and touched it.

The business leader immediately pushed it away: "Don't touch it."

Fang Luming whispered: "It's not a baby, it's just a few photos."

Shang Lingling grabbed his sleeves and carefully wiped the place touched by Fang Luming: "This is the work of brother Jing Zhao."

Jing Zhao has gained a lot of fame in recent years, but he is often abroad.

"What did your brother Jingzhao think? Look at the photos he took. It's either war or exposing crimes. Isn't he afraid of death? In case of revenge—"

Shang Lingling glared at him angrily: "Shut your crow's mouth."

Slightly!
Fang Luming took a few steps back and retreated to a safe distance: "I mean in case." He was telling the truth, "In case your brother Jingzhao has three long and two shortcomings abroad-"

Then you are going to be a widow.

Shang Lingling looked at the photo with an almost morbid attachment in his eyes: "I will accompany him."

"!"

Fang Luming touched his nose and was shocked: "Ancestor, don't joke."

Shang Lingling ignored him, put a candle on the cake, lit it, and made a wish: I hope to die in the same bed with Jing Zhaosheng.

The window on the second floor was open, the curtains were rolled up by the wind, and a figure was projected on the ground, which did not move for a long time.

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I ate seafood for dinner. The weather was hot, and Jinghedong was worried that the domestic garbage would smell in the corridor, so he went downstairs with the garbage.

A man stood beside the fountain that was no longer spraying water.

Jing Hedong walked over with the garbage: "Zhaobao?"

Jing Zhao turned around and said, "Uncle Jing."

It was him, with a cigarette in his hand.

Jing Hedong knew that he smoked, but it was the first time he met face to face.

"When did you return home?"

"yesterday."

"I don't know how to say it when I come back." Jing Hedong has gradually adapted to the status of an elder over the past few years, and he speaks in a somewhat old father's tone, "You arrived yesterday, why are you coming back now?"

Because the moon is gone.

Jing Zhao said, "There's something wrong."

He pushed the cigarette out of his hand and threw it into the garbage bag that Jing Hedong had brought down.

"You have something on your mind?" Jing Hedong saw it.

In the past few years, Jing Zhao talked less and less, people became more and more bored, and his temper became more and more like the old ninth master. He was too introverted and forbearing.

"Uncle Jing, do you know how my father got on this road?"

Jing Hedong put down the garbage bag in his hand: "He didn't tell you?"

Jing Zhao hummed.

Jing Jiuqi never mentioned his past to Jing Zhao.

Jing Hedong thought about what to say, it was a long story, but it was very sad and could be summed up in one sentence.

"Jiu Ye used to be an undercover agent, but then his country abandoned him."

This is the first half of Jiuye's life.

And the rest of my life.

Jing Hedong's eyes were hot: "Then Jiuye created 'Tu Ying' to tell the whole three continents in western Myanmar what justice is."

Jiuye is the god of many people, including Jinghedong.

"I'm honored to be named Jiuye."

Now Xiao Jiuye has gone the way of Jiuye and took over "Tu Ying".

Just this way, there is no turning back.

"Forgot to ask you," Jing Hedong wiped his eyes, his bear-like back bowed slightly, "Have you had dinner?"

Jing Zhao shook his head: "No."

Jing Hedong lifted the garbage bag: "Let's go, go home, I'll make seafood noodles for you."

Jing Zhao stayed in Hwaseong for a week this time, and a week later, he changed planes in Vigaranka and went to Sisigor.

Chongbai was also in Sisigor, and he knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Chongbai pushed open the door and went in: "You are looking for me."

Jing Zhao closed the computer, took off the USB flash drive, and put it on the table in the hotel room.

"If one day I die, in the name of Jing Zhao, you will upload two photographs every year."

Chongbai didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

"Remember my words, it's an order."

"Yes."

*****
Jing Zhao spent a year and a half to expand the territory of the Golden World. Only with enough capital can he have the right to speak.

After that, Golden World signed an agreement with the governments of several countries around the three continents of western Myanmar.

He has planned the road of his life in the future, and he will no longer have children.

He often went to see Shang Lingling. Her personality changed a lot. She moved out of the villa and no longer cried often. She became a cosmetic surgeon, a voice anchor, made new friends, and had new parents.

That's enough, Jing Zhao doesn't ask for much, just that Shang Lingling can live in peace, even if her life is dull, even if she will forget him year after year.

But in the autumn when he was 26 years old, NO.13 in October, at the funeral home, Shang Lingling broke into his world again.

She was tightly wrapped in protective clothing, and said to the woman whose face was pale from her fright, "Shh, it's not a ghost, it's a fairy."

She grew up, learned to be good, and became a fairy.

*****
"Jing Zhao."

"Jing Zhao."

"..."

Jing Zhao heard it, and the business leader was calling for him.

He agreed, instinctively: "Yeah."

Then he opened his eyes and saw Shang Lingling, the light was a bit harsh, and her face gradually became clear from blur.

"Leader."

"Are you awake?" Shang Lingling lay beside him with red eyes, "You have slept for two days."

Jing Zhao raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight in front of her: "I had a long dream."

The business leader sat up and held his hand: "Did you dream of me?"

"Ah."

Did she make him sad?
His pillow was wet.

"Today is March NO.18." She held his hand, pressed it against her face, and rubbed it lightly, "You have to remember this day, we are reconciled, and the next day will be a commemoration day."

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　　Hey, the old ninth master is good at everything, but it's not good to see women.

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(End of this chapter)