She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 317 Her People, With Her Heart

"Jing Xing, even if you are a turtle spirit, I still like you."

"...?" Jing Xing stopped playing with her little paw immediately, and he slowly raised his head, his eyes were full of confusion.

WTF? ?
Crow, turtle essence? ? ?

No, why did a tortoise come out all of a sudden?
Isn't Xiao Nuomi Duanzi looking at his hundred days photo?

Why, he looks like a turtle in his Hundred Days photo?Moreover, has become a fine turtle?
"Age is not a problem, race is not an obstacle, as long as there is love in the heart, that is the direction of love." At the end, Xiao Nuomi Tuanzi added this sentence with sincerity.

"What's the matter with the turtle spirit? It's okay." She patted his shoulder with her little hand in a tone that I could understand.

Jing Xing: "..."

Jing Xing was silent, staring at his Baitian caregiver with complicated eyes, he really couldn't figure out what part of himself was related to this damn turtle spirit.

Satisfied with finishing the ideological and political class for her beautiful and beautiful boyfriend, the turtle spirit of ten thousand years, Lin Qingyou adjusted back to the original posture, and continued to flip through the album with her arms in her arms.

Only Jing Xing was left thinking about this ten thousand-year-old tortoise that appeared suddenly with a complex expression.

Most of the albums are photos of Jing Xing when he was a child, which should be taken by Jing Xing's grandfather. Occasionally, there will be a selfie of the old man holding his grandson out of the country, but for some reason, the angle of the selfie is very strange.

Fortunately, the grandparents and grandson are both good-looking, otherwise, it would be a reprint of the sentence that Mr. Fang said when he criticized Du Mingyu's composition. Looking at these photos carefully, it is a kind of cruel.

It is estimated that the superposition of the special effects of ten Meitu Xiuxiu can not save the tragic level of this photo.

Lin Qingyou once again felt the importance of genetics in her heart. Without a good-looking parent, she would lose at the starting line, so if she is not good-looking, first of all, she can't blame herself. This amazing gene.

Generally speaking, there are two kinds of people in this world, one is ugly when they are young, but becomes good-looking when they grow up;

But Jing Xing probably belonged to the third type of person in the legend—the legendary child of someone else's family, who was stunningly beautiful when he was young, and even more stunning when he grew up.

Just like what Du Mingyu said, his squad leader didn't go into the entertainment industry, so I'm really sorry for his face that the audience in front of the cameras and screens couldn't find any faults.

Lin Qingyou folded her eyelashes and flipped through the photos, but the more she flipped back, the quieter her expression became, and a sentence slipped into her mind unexpectedly——If you want to know someone, you must visit him s eyes.

Although the saying that the eyes are the windows of the soul sounds very chicken soup for the soul, but the general direction is correct. From a person's eyes, you can basically see the person's temperament.

With so many photos, Lin Qingyou flipped through them one by one, and she could clearly feel the changes in him. She is a person with a delicate mind and a keen intuition, especially when facing Jing Xing, who is a girl like her. The sixth sense is even more implemented.

Lin Qingyou couldn't tell exactly which photo she started with, but she could feel that Jing Xing had become different from when she was a child.

From a child who is ignorant of the world to a teenager who has drawn a clear line from the outside world, it is not just a change in age. If it is traced earlier, it seems to start when he was four or five years old.

At that time, judging from the photos, his whole aura changed obviously.

Four or five-year-old children stand up no taller than the legs of the table, but the expression on their faces is a kind of indifference that does not match their actual age.

Especially the pair of beautiful and indifferent black eyes looking at the camera, it seems that the four words "strangers should not approach each other" are engraved in their bones.

It was the first time for Lin Qingyou to see such an almost indifferent emotion on a child's face.

Jing Xing noticed her silence, and his long dark eyelashes drooped down, but he didn't speak.

When exactly did it start, in fact, Jing Xing himself can't remember very clearly, he only remembers that from a certain day on, he understood the difference between himself and others.

He had never experienced those warm families and those harmonious atmospheres from his own parents.

Those are things that don't belong to him.

His mother had only Chenrui Group in her mind.

His father, because of the accidental death of his younger sister, has since then kept all life at a respectful distance, insisting that if he does not pay attention, then there will be no overly emotional ups and downs when parting.

Although Jing Xing was young, he saw every bit of it in his eyes. After getting no response many times, he didn't want it anymore.

forget it.

There is no need.

He has a lot, such as a wealthy family envied by others, an enviable beautiful appearance, and even a smart mind, with impressive achievements.

But he also owns very little. Those things that others envy never really belong to him, and what really only belongs to him has always been Xiao Nuomi Duanzi alone.

Her person, including her heart, was given to him without reservation.

To him, she is not only light, but also the salvation of life.

"Jing Xing, who is this elder sister?" Xiao Nuomi Duanzi's voice pulled back his wandering thoughts.

Jing Xing came back to his senses, and looked at the photo she was pointing at.

What came into view was the face of a very young girl. The girl's face was gentle, not the kind of stunning beauty, but she had the gentleness of a young daughter from Jiangnan.

Maybe it's a long time ago, the pixels of the photos are not very good, some are blurry, and they are still in black and white, it looks like an old photo from decades ago.

"It's my grandma." Jing Xing turned his body sideways, resting his chin lightly on the left shoulder of the little glutinous rice dumpling, sliding his slender fingertips across the frame of the photo album, and said softly with drooping eyelashes, "She passed away when I was born. "

Decades ago, the old man of the Jing family gave up the family business for his wife, left his hometown Zhenzhou City, and traveled all the way to Xiangzhou. He settled here and took root. He has lived here for decades and has never moved again. place.

Today, the well-known Hongsen Group in Xiangzhou City was founded by Mr. Jing, and even the name of the company was taken from his and his wife's names——Jingsen Chenhong.

Lin Qingyou listened to Jing Xing whispering the love story that belonged to his grandparents, and unexpectedly remembered the scene when she first entered the old house just now——

(End of this chapter)