Transmigrating To Become The Boss’s Little Fairy

Qi Ying did not expect that he would be so uncomfortable.

She has always known that this body resists recalling things about her parents, whether intentional or unintentional. As long as you think of your parents, your heart will be cramped.

Ever since she knew she wanted to go back to Yancheng to worship her father and mother, she has been uncomfortable. Try not to think about it yourself, memorize words and texts, and periodic table to divert attention. It can always be stinging, like a small needle hiding in the corner secretly.

She didn't know what was going on, or what to do.

I stayed strong all day, and when I saw Ji Rang, I finally felt a little bit stretched.

She felt a little aggrieved and wanted to hide in his arms and cry, but didn't want to worry him. He always smiled, but did not expect him to see it.

Ji Rang held her little hand in the palm and said softly, "Would you like to walk with me?"

She nodded.

So he pulled her and walked along the way home. Passed the dessert shop, bought her strawberry pudding, passed the cold drink shop, and bought her ice cream. He held a mobile phone with one hand to send a message to a friend, and after a while someone drove over a bunch of sugar gourds.

When she heard that sweets would make people feel better, she also showed a little smile in her eyes.

After eating the candy gourd, the corners of his mouth were all pink sugar residue. He wet the tissue with a mineral book, squatted down and wiped her, and asked her, "Do you want to eat anything?"

She shook her head and said softly, "Don't eat, but still have to go home for dinner."

He touched her little head and said, "OK."

Then took a taxi to take her home.

She held a schoolbag and read the flight confirmation message on his mobile phone, and whispered, "Are you really going with me?"

Ji Rang laughed: "The tickets have been booked, and there is a fake?" He put her mobile phone in her hand, "write down the address."

Qi Ying pursed her lips, typed her head slowly, typed it halfway, and when she thought about it, she looked up and asked him, "How can I explain to you?"

Ji Ran said, "Don't tell him, I won't let him find out."

She blinked her big eyes, and it seemed a little weird.

Ji Rong laughed: "You know it's good." His eyes were gentle, "I've been by your side."

The thorn in my heart seemed to fade a lot.

She bent her eyes and nodded obediently.

Yu Chengding's flight to Yancheng was nine in the morning, and it was almost noon there. Ji Rang's flight was two hours earlier. When he booked the flight ticket, he didn't know when she was flying. He booked the earliest flight directly.

In the morning, Ji Rang called Liu Yao for leave.

He used to skip class directly before, and this time he actually asked for leave on a regular basis. Liu Yao was simply unbelievable, and he agreed with shock.

It's no use to disagree anyway.

He didn't bring anything. He just went back today and tomorrow. He did n’t carry his bag. He carried his mobile phone ID charger in his pocket and hung out a pair of headphones.

Arrived at Yancheng, Tianyin, without the high temperature of Haicheng.

He wore a black sweater, put a hat on his head, and stood at the arrival gate waiting for her.

After standing for more than two hours, they saw Qi Ying and Yu Cheng dragging their suitcases out.

At a glance, she saw a teenager with a tall hat in the crowd, and she saw someone next to him holding a mobile phone and taking a photo, thinking it was a star.

She pursed her lips and smiled secretly at the teenager.

He smiled at her too.

Then he put his hands in his pockets and walked over to follow her.

Yu Cheng is still thinking: "Yancheng is much colder than Haicheng. Fortunately, you have to wear a sweater. It is even colder on Jinglin Mountain. Let's eat before we go."

Jinglin Cemetery is on Jinglin Mountain.

Ji let his head look at the black sweater on the little girl.

A little loose, with a little bat sleeve style, a small rabbit embroidered with white threads on the chest, her fragile body hiding under a large sweater, very good.

He walked close to her next to her.

Occasionally, you can touch your shoulders.

Qi Ying was so worried that he would find the teenager around him, and he would not dare to look at him. But there were too many people at the airport, and I didn't even notice him.

In front of a KFC, Yu Cheng asked her for advice: "Is it okay to eat KFC? I guess there is nothing delicious under Jinglin Mountain."

She nodded.

After entering, Yu Cheng asked her what she would like to eat, and then went in line to order. She found a place to sit down, and saw the teenager standing at the door holding a mobile phone to scan the app and order food, much faster than Yu Cheng lined up, came over after ordering, opened the chair behind her, and back to back with her sit down.

She was a little nervous, she felt like she was a thief, so she didn't dare to talk to him.

Two stylish girls walked across from Ji Rong holding the dinner plate and asked him with a smile: "Hello, can we sit here?"

Qi Ying heard the teenager's cold voice: "No."

The two girls were so embarrassed that they left without saying a word.

Qi Ying couldn't help tilting her head slightly, and whispered, "Don't be so fierce, be polite."

Ji made him think that it was very polite that Lao Tzu did not call her off. He tilted Erlang's legs and smiled over his head: "What makes you polite?"

The little girl's voice was soft: "You can say, sorry, there is someone here."

"Okay." He laughed. "I remember."

Talking, seeing Yu Cheng coming over with the dinner plate, Qi Ying quickly turned around and sat in a critical position. After dinner, Yu Cheng took her to a taxi.

There are many people waiting in line in the car. After she got on the bus, she could not see the teenager. Qi Ying glanced around the window and sat back in the car silently. The phone quickly received his text message: "I'm here, don't be afraid."

She was warm inside.

When it arrived at Jinglin Cemetery, it was a lot darker, and it was overcast, like a sign of rain. Yu Cheng bought white chrysanthemum and black umbrella at the place where flowers were sold under the mountain, and led Qi Ying up the mountain.

Every step up, every step closer to the graveyard, her breathing became more and more difficult.

That thorn came out of my heart.

This time it wasn't one, it was a lot, and she pierced her heart densely, making her tremble with pain.

She was so upset that she was about to cry.

But no, he couldn't let her discover her abnormality. He always thought she was cured, and he couldn't let him worry about day and night again.

She gritted her teeth tightly, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath, trying to suppress the pain of the tumbling bite in her body.

The parents' graveyard is halfway up the mountain, and many fresh flowers have been placed around the tombstones.

It was my colleague ’s worship service this morning.

She put the white chrysanthemum in her arms down, knelt down in front of the tombstone, and did not even dare to see the photos on the tombstone. Her forehead was against the cold stone monument, her fragile body shook slightly, and she cried softly.

Lonely and pathetic.

Ji Rang stood far away, eagerly rushing over, holding the little girl in his arms.

Yu Cheng also flushed his eyes, and sat down to talk to his elder brother-in-law, who had fallen asleep.

Said Yingying is now very happy in the new school, made a lot of new friends, and his grades have been improving. Her injury has recovered, and she can not only hear but also speak, and she will definitely get better and better in the future, so they should not worry.

After talking for a long time, there was light rain up and down the mountain.

Yu Cheng pulled the little girl off the ground, stretched out her black umbrella to protect her arms, and whispered comfortably: "Let's go, mom and dad don't want to see you sick in the rain, don't cry."

She was very obedient, sucking her nose, and she did not cry.

They went down the hill with their umbrellas.

When descending the stairs, the teenager in the black sweater and hat was holding a bunch of small daisies in his arms, walking up the mountain, passing them by.

Yu Chengyin was familiar with the illusion. He rarely comes to Yancheng, how can he know who.

Qi Ying and the young man's eyes met in the rain, and he smiled softly and retracted his gaze.

Until the two people disappeared into the rain, they walked to where Qi Ying was kneeling and crying, and put the small daisies in her arms in front of the tombstone.

The man in the photo wore a police uniform, righteous. Qi Ying looks like a mother, very gentle.

Fang Xu was right. He always hated the police and hated the sound justice and morality in their mouths. What can be proud of sacrificing the morality of justice and family?

But looking at the man in the photo, he smiled slightly, but his eyes were firm and deep, as if even the abyss in front of him, as long as the police uniform was in his body, he would still go forward.

Ji Rang lowered his eyes and knelt down in front of the tombstone.

He whispered, "Uncle and aunt, I'm Yingying ... classmate." He pursed his lips, his voice deep and firm: "I will take good care of her, and I will not let her suffer a little bit in this life."

The rain was getting denser and denser. He rubbed his head toward the tombstone and turned down the mountain.

...

Qi Ying's house in Yancheng is still there. Yu Cheng plans to wait for her to graduate and then decide for herself how to deal with the house.

But because there were no occupants for nearly a year, the house must have fallen a lot of ash, and she couldn't bother to clean it when she lived for one day. Yu Cheng booked a hotel near her house and went home to take a look.

Qi Ying sent the hotel address to Ji Rang yesterday. He booked the same hotel. After getting down from the mountain, his body was wet. After returning to the room, he went to take a hot bath and wrapped his towels to dry his clothes.

It was dark, and Yu Cheng took Qi Ying for dinner. Today, after a day of running around, it was cold and tired. After returning to the hotel, she let her rest early.

She nodded obediently, although she cried for a while while worshiping, but at other times it seemed normal, Yu Cheng didn't think about it, and returned to the room herself.

The rain was getting heavier, and it crackled on the shelter, as if to smash the house into a hole.

Qi Ying took a bath, changed her clothes, and stood on the balcony and looked out.

You can see her old home, the stone road she walked to and from school, the snack street she loved to eat, and the traffic light crossing where she once rode a bicycle.

All in the pouring rain, like the past that can't go back, it doesn't look real.

She squatted down holding her heart, sobbing again and again.

She didn't dare to cry, she lived next door, and she was afraid he would hear it.

She didn't know why she was so sad.

Obviously she has never seen the parents, she is obviously an "outsider".

The door was banged.

She fumbled with two little hands on her face and forced to open the door.

Outside the door was Ji Rang, wearing clothes that were not yet dry, holding a mobile phone, "I didn't answer your call." He looked at her red eyes, frowned, and whispered, "Yingying ... "

The little girl finally couldn't help but rushed into his arms and burst into tears.

Ji Rang reached out and hugged her, and hooked the door with his feet.

She was crying so hard that she was out of breath, and her tears were much better than the rain outside, crying his heart into pieces. Except for hugging her tightly, there was nothing to do.

He wiped her tears with her hands, kissed her eyes, and asked her in a dumb voice: "Ying Yingbei, why isn't it comfortable?"

She covered her heart, crying softly and lightly, "Heart hurts."

He also hurts, it is not enough to break into pieces, it has broken into pieces.

He didn't dare to use her strength, and whispered, "Will I take you to the doctor?"

She sobbed and shook her head: "Not good." The little hand was holding his corner of his clothes tightly, and tears flowed across his face.

He lowered his head and kissed her tear-stained eyelashes: "You are all right."

"I'm not good." She closed her eyes, her fragile body trembling in his arms, and the painful crying voice whispered from her lips: "I'm not proud of him at all."

I actually ...

Not proud at all.

I just want him alive.

Think he gets off work every day and rides his electric car to pick me up from school.

I think every time he goes on a business trip, he brings me delicious specialties.

When I thought he came to give me a parent meeting, I proudly told my classmates that my dad was a police officer.

I lied to everyone and lied to myself.

The author has something to say: 更 tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock ~!

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I forgot to tell you in the last chapter: Yes, General Yingying was in love at first sight. 2k novel reading network