Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Waking up from his sleep hazily, Wang Zijun looked at his surroundings in confusion. Red brick walls, two large and bulky wardrobes, and an old table that looked very bulky...

Turning over, the feeling of a hard bed made Wang Zijun feel that this bed was so familiar. No matter what, he would never forget it because he had slept on this bed for too many years.

His eyes fell on Liao Anru, who was curled up gently next to her. She was sleeping like a frightened kitten, burying her head deeply in his arms.

His hazy mind seemed to be filled with many things. These things made him a little confused and a little lost.

Really dreamy? With this thought in his mind, he was vaguely unwilling to break the feeling he was feeling at this moment. His palm could not help but fall on Liao Anru's exposed body.

The body is delicate and smooth, like the best brocade, and the snow-white body is white and full of texture. This feeling makes his memories seem to go back to the time of his wedding, or in other words, it is the time when he and Liao Anru were newly married.

Although the memory is still clear, Wang Zijun's feeling at this time is that the scene of the home in Yanzhinan is real, or his subconscious mind makes him feel that this consciousness is real.

"You're awake, do you want some water?" Liao Anru opened her eyes and asked Wang Zijun softly.

This sentence still feels familiar to Wang Zijun. In the memory of his sleep, when he and Liao Anru got married for the first time. When he woke up in the middle of the night, wasn't this what she said at that time?

The feeling of reality and fantasy made Wang Zijun couldn't help but hugged Liao Anru's body. At this time, he was like a child holding his best toy in his hand, and said softly: "Anru, I just did it.

A dream.”

Liao Anru looked at Wang Zijun's expression, and her heart was filled with joy and uneasiness. She didn't know how to explain all this to Wang Zijun, so she could only listen silently to the words of the man she had identified with in this life.

"I had a long dream. In the dream, I told two different stories about us..." Wang Zijun kissed Liao Anru's smooth forehead gently, and then said: "In my

In my first dream, the two of us have been living in the south of Yan. I teach and you take care of the housework..."

"The next year, our child was born..." Wang Zijun said about the child, with a hint of joy and pride on his face involuntarily.

Liao Anru, who was originally feeling so uneasy, was completely immersed in Wang Zijun's dream. Although she felt that this was just a dream, this dream made her have the urge to cry.

"What was the name of our child in your dream?" Although she knew it was just a dream, she couldn't help but ask softly.

"The name is Zhenjiang. It was given by your father. He said that the five elements of the child were short of water, so he gave him a name with water in it." Wang Zijun said about the child who now thought he had been given the name Zhenjiang in his dream, and felt uneasy in his heart.

Fascinated.

Liao Anru looked at Wang Zijun's leisurely and fascinated face. A kind of tenderness, like a thousand silk threads, filled her repressed heart. She was lying softly in Wang Zijun's arms. She suddenly exerted her strength.

He hugged Wang Zijun's waist and said in a solemn tone: "Then let's have a child now, and we'll call him Zhenjiang."

This sentence was like a beam of flame, which suddenly ignited Wang Zijun. He was thirsty and passionate, lingering and crazy. The fragrance and sweetness were tormenting him. Wang Zijun suddenly hugged his naked body and murmured:

"I miss you so much, Anjou, you are my wife. I can't help but love you!"

Liao Anru seemed to have been waiting for this moment. She tilted her slender white neck back, raised her slightly trembling breasts and moaned: "My dear, I have missed you for so many years, and I can't wait any longer!"

So, Wang Zijun picked up Liao Anru, pressed her into his arms without any explanation, and sucked her like a whirlwind, from her ears, eyes, nose, mouth, and neck, he kissed her greedily, out of body, and ecstatically.

It seemed as if Liao Anru was melting away. The woman lying in his arms was moaning and enjoying herself, and her whole body was filled with pleasure.

When he reached his peak state, Wang Zijun burst the dam and plummeted thousands of miles, as if he had vented all the depression and frustration in the officialdom, venting it so cleanly, so happily, so unruly, so arrogant, so exhausted...

After the wind and clouds disappeared, Liao Anru, whose eyes seemed like water was about to fall, softly said to Wang Zijun who was pressing on her: "What about the dream? In the dream, was I virtuous enough?"

Wang Zijun, whose body was slowly walking around Liao Anru's body, did not speak at this time. Facing the breathtaking beauty, this body made him feel familiar, but also slightly strange.

Where does this strangeness come from? Wang Zijun is not an irrational person. At this time, he seems to have a feeling of doubt. But this suspicion under Liao Anru's tenderness made him quickly put down that thought and whispered

Said: "In the dream, you were not virtuous enough, but extremely virtuous. Whether it was things at home or things outside, you never let me worry about it..."

Wang Zijun thought of the scenes of his and Liao Anru's life that were deeply imprinted in his mind, as if they were real, and the words in his mouth became more and more full of warmth.

"Are you serious, is it true that the child almost drowned when he went swimming in the river?" Liao Anru's expression became very nervous when she heard Wang Zijun talk about her son going swimming in the river, as if at that moment, her son really

It's like going down the river.

"Yes, if Zhenjiang went into the water that time, if Aunt Zhao in the village hadn't discovered it early, something big might have happened. For this reason, you, who had never beaten a child before, gave him a good beating.

Even I didn’t stop him.”

Liao Anru pondered for a moment and then said: "If this thing is true, I will definitely beat him harder than you beat him in your dream."

Wang Zijun looked at Liao Anru's serious look and said with a smile: "It's all a dream, why are you so serious?"

Is it a dream? Liao Anru's heart was full of expectations. Although what Wang Zijun said made her feel unreal, from the depths of her heart, she longed for this to really happen and not be a dream.

Not only did she hope to have a child named Zhenjiang, but she also wanted to live quietly with Wang Zijun, who was a primary school teacher in Yanzhinan Village, for the rest of her life. After all, in the story, he was not so radiant, and Liao Anru believed that she would definitely be fond of him.

very good.

"What's next? Has Zhenjiang been admitted to college?" "Yes, he has been, and he was the first college student in the village. Everyone in the village came to our house at that time. I remember you cried excitedly that night.

He spent half the night, what a fool." Wang Zijun patted Liao Anru gently and said softly: "When you have children in the future, don't be too doting on him."

"Yeah." Liao Anru greeted Wang Zijun's words softly, and her legs lying flat on the bed gently tightened two more points. However, in her heart, she did not care about Wang Zijun too much.

There were too many requests in her heart, and she secretly made up her mind that as long as she had a child with him, she would take good care of the child with the utmost care, so that he could live the happiest life from now on.

He must be happier than the child named Zhenjiang in his dream.

"What's next?" After secretly making up her mind, Liao Anru looked at Wang Zijun. At this time, she wanted to know what Wang Zijun dreamed about next.

However, due to not talking for a long time and working twice a night, Wang Zijun, who had not slept much, had quietly fallen into a dream. Liao Anru looked at the sleeping Wang Zijun, stretched out her jade hands, and prepared to

Wake up this guy who slipped up at the critical moment,

But the moment the finger fell on Wang Zijun, he slowly stopped. He looked at Wang Zijun's face with a hint of pride, and his expression showed a trace of intoxication. Sighing softly, Liao Anru let herself

His head moved closer to that broad chest.

Liao Anru's long-cherished wish came true tonight, which made Liao Anru feel a little excited, but what made her even more gratified was the dream he told herself. The dream that gave her endless yearning.

"I know you are lying to me, but I am still very happy. It would be great if your dream were true..."

Quietly watching Wang Zijun who was sleeping more and more deeply, the love on Liao Anru's face became more and more intense. Although a trace of sleepiness arose in her heart, she resisted it and even used some small words to express it.

Means to make those sleepiness pass away.

How could such a wonderful dream fall asleep silently? Liao Anru wanted this dream to stay with her forever, and she even wanted to never wake up from this dream that deeply introduced her life.

The silent night did not slow down because of Liao Anru's prayers. It still moved closer to the light with cold and mechanical steps. When the first ray of light from the sky shined into the room through the glass, Liao Anru started from himself.

I slowly woke up from the intoxicating life.

Looking at the ray of sunshine, Liao Anru said to herself: "In your dream, on the first morning of your wedding, I made you egg noodles. Although this dream will not reappear, I will still try to make it last longer."

a little."

When Wang Zijun woke up, he found that Liao Anru was no longer next to him, and there was no night sky light to highlight it. Although the decoration of this house was very similar to that of Liao Anru's hometown, Wang Zijun could still see this.

Traces of decoration.

For example, the curtains, such as the large glass illuminated by the sun, all show that he is still in this world.

He did not go back to the days when he and Liao Anru were newly married, and the stories that seemed to him like two dreams in a daze were actually happening, but they had all happened before.

After getting off the bed, Wang Zijun opened the door. Outside the door was another world. The exquisite decoration and well-proportioned items still reflected the taste of the owner of this room that was different from ordinary people.

It’s different!

With emotion in his heart, Wang Zijun strolled forward, and a scent of fragrance hit his nostrils. He followed the scent and looked over, and saw a bowl of egg noodles placed on the dining table.

Two fried eggs, yellow and fragrant, with a few chopped green onions winking mischievously around...

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