Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Chapter 233: Always imitated and never surpassed (crying for votes)

The street lights in the county town have been turned off, the moonlight is floating in the night, and the sky is cold. The moon shadow and starlight appear extremely distant, dragging Wang Zijun's shadow long.

The evening breeze came like cool water waves, and a song came from the roadside shop, "I can't erase your back, I can't hide your eyes, I can't erase my missing you, I can't escape my lovesickness,

I give you the sweet tenderness, the shallow kindness, the love in my heart, no regrets and no grudges, I love you in my heart, I miss you in my dreams, I care about you in this life, I care about you..."

Wang Zijun felt a little sad, and couldn't help but stop. Until the soul-stirring song ended, he subconsciously touched his face, which was wet. He didn't know when he shed tears. After establishing a relationship with Mo Xiaobei, Wang Zijun had to

Without freezing all the desires in his heart, facing Yi Feng, he could only force himself to exude a chilling air like an iceberg. However, in his heart, he couldn't help but think about the colorful clouds in the sky.

The colorful clouds all over the sky have vanished into thin air, and maybe everything between me and Yifeng will also disappear with it, and there will never be a trace of it again!

There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road, and Wang Zijun's heart gradually calmed down. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he still had to face all of this.

In the quiet night sky, Wang Zijun gently raised his head and saw a slender figure standing there under the street lamp not far away. The moment he raised his head, he heard the man whisper: "Today.

Tonight, I want to buy you a drink."

Under the moonlight, Yifeng is as beautiful as jade, with a renewed face, full of shyness, wearing a green windbreaker, like a hibiscus emerging from the water.

Looking at the wine bottle raised in Yi Feng's hand, Wang Zijun was stunned for a moment and said, "Let's try another day. It seems that the restaurants are closed."

"It doesn't matter, I have wine and food here." Yi Feng gently raised the wine bottle in his hand, and suddenly said: "Are you a big *** afraid that you won't be able to drink with me?"

"Of course I'm not afraid, but where are we going to drink?" Wang Zijun looked at the dim environment around him and rubbed his hands.

Yi Feng chuckled, with a trace of naughtiness on her beautiful face and said: "If you don't think my place is small, just come with me. Let's come here and get drunk. From now on, you don't have to hide anymore."

It’s got me!”

Although Yi Feng was smiling, Wang Zijun could clearly see the trace of bitterness at the corner of her mouth. The joy that had just arisen suddenly turned into pain.

"Okay, I'll get drunk today, no matter what year it is!" The moment he agreed to Yi Feng, there was a voice in Wang Zijun's heart saying: I can't go, I can't go, it's just a pity, and so is Mr. Wang.

He is such a charming person that he really can't bear to reject Yi Feng.

One of Yi Feng's hands was holding a wine bottle, and the other hand was shaking in the night sky. The two of them turned from the lonely street into an alley. The alley under the night was dark and boundless, like a huge

Temptation. For a moment, Yi Feng beside me

Wang Zijun felt a kind of danger, and he was afraid that he would go down this dangerous path. But Yi Feng was like a quiet little rabbit, clinging to Wang Zijun's side, walking quietly, silently experiencing the joys and sorrows of his life.

Peace and happiness like never before.

Yifeng's residence is not too far away, only two streets away. It is a small house of more than ten square meters. In addition to a single bed, there is only one table. However, although this space is small, it is

But it was arranged very warmly by Yifeng.

After placing the wine bottles and dishes on the table, Yi Feng took out several small plates, two wine glasses, and two pairs of chopsticks from the room as if by magic.

"The place I live in is simple. I have wronged you, Mr. Wang. Don't be offended!" Yi Feng glanced at Wang Zijun intently. He was wearing a light-colored vertical striped shirt and beige thin corduroy pants.

He looked so handsome and graceful under the light. Yi Feng sighed inwardly. She couldn't help but be fascinated by his elegance and style.

Yi Feng looked at him with a smile on her face. She was crying in her heart, but her expression looked like she was drinking happily. She tried to open the lid of the wine bottle clumsily, but it was obviously the first time for Yi Feng to open this kind of wine.

, I spent a long time twisting it several times, but there was still no movement on the bottle.

Seeing Yi Feng's face turn red, Wang Zijun felt hot in his heart. He stretched out his hand to Yi Feng and said, "Come on, give it to me."

"When people are unlucky, they even bully me with a bottle of wine." Yi Feng smiled without any scruples, showing a hint of a little daughter at this moment.

Opening the wine bottle skillfully, Wang Zijun carefully poured a small cup for Yi Feng, but filled the cup in front of him for himself.

"Brother, aren't you obviously bullying me?" Yi Feng looked at the wine in his glass, which was less than half full, and lifted it up with a smile and said to Wang Zijun.

Seeing Yi Feng's mischievous expression, Wang Zijun smiled happily and said casually: "I won't bully you in the future."

"You've known to bully me since the first time you met me. Come on, let's have a drink." After Yi Feng finished speaking, he raised his glass and touched it to Wang Zijun's glass. Then he raised his neck and drank the wine in the glass.

Pour it into your mouth.

In an instant, Yi Feng's face showed a hint of bright red. Prince Jun looked at the lovely Yi Feng in front of him, remained silent for a long time, and drank the wine in the wine glass.

Yi Feng didn't wait for Wang Zijun to put down the cup, but picked up the bottle and poured it again. Wang Zijun looked at Yi Feng's increasingly rosy face, and the love and compassion in his heart suddenly rose in his heart: "If you can't drink, drink less."

,Aren’t you doing something wrong to yourself?”

"Who said I can't drink anymore? Brother Zijun, how about we drink together?" As Yi Feng spoke, he drank another glass of wine in one gulp.

Wang Zijun silently looked at Yi Feng who was drinking, his thoughts constantly surging. He knew that this should be all for himself. But at this time, he didn't know how to solve all this. Could it be that for the sake of temporary happiness, he would do anything at all?

If he ignores it, will it bring Yi Feng a lifetime of pain? He can't give her happiness. Because of Mo Xiaobei's existence, he is not qualified to go beyond such established rules.

Wang Zijun, who was deep in thought, also drank the wine in the cup. He looked at Yifeng who was pouring the wine gently, and did not stop him. Instead, he gently picked up the wine glass and said: "Yifeng, for us

We are acquaintances and drank this glass of wine. After finishing this glass of wine, it’s time for me to go back.”

Wang Zijun's reminder suddenly hurt Yi Feng's heart. Yes, this man who fascinated her and made her crazy was not hers. After drinking this glass of wine, he would go back. Tears soon filled the air.

, Yifeng held the wine glass and said: "Brother Zijun, meeting you is the happiest thing in my life; the bravest thing I have ever done is to hear you say that you have established a relationship with another girl. From then on,

Our relationship just doesn’t exist anymore.”

These tough words came out of Yi Feng's mouth, which made Wang Zijun stunned. The wine glass in his hand collided with Yi Feng's wine glass hard, and his heart was filled with burning heat.

"Yifeng, I understand what you are thinking, but I have always regarded you as my sister." Wang Zijun pondered for a moment and thought it would be better to let it go. Although it would be painful to let Yifeng go, it is better than holding her in a distant relationship.

She has a much stronger mind, and it's time for her to have a life of her own.

Yi Feng's expression dimmed, but then she pointed her little hand toward Wang Zijun and said, "Brother Zijun, why don't you mean what you said? I want to know, when you kissed me at school that day, did you just treat me as your sister?

"

Wang Zijun coughed violently, and a feeling of drunkenness suddenly rose in his heart. At this moment, his usually calm mind began to boil with the drunkenness.

"No, I didn't think so at that time, but now, I can only do this." As Wang Zijun spoke, he picked up the wine glass and took another sip: "I can't give you happiness. Do you know? I have already

Engaged."

Yi Feng's hands were trembling slightly. She looked at the trembling Wang Zijun, and her expression kept changing for a while.

"Can't it be changed?" Yi Feng's voice was not loud, but it contained endless unwillingness.

During a period of suffocating silence, Wang Zijun felt that his rock-solid will was about to melt away. He stabilized his mind and said in a cold voice: "It probably can't be changed."

"Do you love her very much?" Yi Feng put the empty wine glass on the table again, her face became increasingly red, and she asked a bit aggressively.

"Hmm." In an instant, Wang Zijun came up with several answers in his mind, but in the end, he still used the most hurtful word. The word "um" was so decisive that he blocked Yi Feng's thoughts.

!

Yi Feng didn't speak any more. She gently stretched out her palm and poured the wine in the cup again. She raised her head again, with crystal tears still shining in her eyes.

"Brother, have you ever liked me, right?" Yi Feng suddenly reached out and grabbed Wang Zijun's palm, and said softly: "I like you. From that evening when the sky was filled with colorful clouds to now, I will never forget you.

When I left Xihezi Township, I was secretly happy that I could get closer to you. I kept encouraging myself to become a brand new me, not for anything else but for you."

"In the eyes of outsiders, I may be successful, but brother, I suddenly feel that I am still a complete failure!" Yi Feng stood up, threw herself into his arms desperately, and cried loudly. Wang Zijun did not push her away, he

He thought she was crying because she was sad. He hugged her with a touch of love and patted her back gently, completely unaware that Yi Feng was crying because she was so happy that she was dizzy.

Seeing Yifeng crying so hard, Wang Zijun couldn't bear it, and whispered softly: "Yifeng, you are an excellent girl, you will find your happiness soon, forget me!"

Yi Feng was already crying boringly, but Wang Zijun's comfort was like adding fuel to the fire, causing Yi Feng to cry harder. After crying hard, she began to rub her wet face against his chest, and through

thin clothes

, he felt her hot breath and the hot breath exhaling from her mouth. He wanted to push her away, but his hands held her tightly in disobedience. Suddenly, she bit his vagina through her clothes. Prince

Jun felt dizzy and lost control.

"Brother, memories are beautiful. I don't want my memories to have any flaws. I want you to hold me tight and kiss me!" Yi Feng gently raised her face, her white face as plump as jade and her bright red lips.

, raised slightly from Wang Zijun's arms.

Looking at Yi Feng's trembling eyelashes, Wang Zijun felt a sudden sting in his heart, and in this sting, his feelings were more like river water flowing out of the gate, rushing out of his heart, and it was difficult to

self.

When the cold lips came into contact with those small lips, Wang Zijun felt as if a flame of desire was lit in his heart. In the raging fire, I am not me, and you are not you. Maybe he has tasted love.

Wang Zijun was quickly overcome by the feeling of excitement, and Yi Feng in his arms was like a little lunatic, taking the initiative to be a little crazy and a little desperate. This kind of recklessness directly led to

Wang Zijun was so desperate that many years later, when Wang Zijun thought about this time, he was a little confused about his behavior. Why did the rationality he had adhered to for so long fall apart the moment Yi Feng asked him to kiss her?

Wang Zijun thought for a moment and felt that this could only mean that she had always been in his heart. However, after having Mo Xiaobei, he had been deliberately avoiding this kind of existence.

The flame is raging, the flame is raging, the flame burns everything, the flame ignites the self.

In this flame, Wang Zijun forgot everything. Wang Zijun lost everything. He only knew that he was constantly burning in the flame...

The biological clock of habit made Wang Zijun wake up subconsciously. He felt a numbness in his arms. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yifeng in his arms, curled up like a kitten, smiling sweetly and murmuring.

There was a brilliant smile on her delicate and soft face, but the faint traces of tears could still be seen between her eyes.

Everything last night was like a TV series replaying continuously, flashing in Wang Zijun's heart. Looking at the motionless Yi Feng, Wang Zijun felt that he was completely drunk. He gently stroked Yi Feng's breasts.

The long hair was scattered on her shoulders, and a feeling of happiness filled her chest.

She gently sat up from the bed. Although her movements were very small, the quilt still trembled with her movements. The quilt that had just covered Yifeng's upper body was trembling, and the jade-like body was shaken.

, once again reflected in Wang Zijun’s eyes.

A burst of impulse arose in Wang Zijun's heart again, but looking at Yi Feng's sleeping appearance, Wang Zijun quickly suppressed the desire rising from his heart. He got up gently and went to Yi Feng's cabin.

The small briquettes were still burning gently in front of the stove.

The flame burned gently. Wang Zijun looked at the boiling rice porridge and fell into deep thought. Was what happened yesterday really a drunken act? Thinking about yesterday's situation, he shook his head instantly.

His drinking capacity is not good, but this time Yi Feng's few glasses of wine seemed to have no big effect. The reason why he fell into depression all of a sudden was entirely because of his burst of feelings for Yi Feng.

Yi Feng was still sleeping. She was too tired last night. Thinking of her endless demands, Wang Zijun smiled to himself and suddenly felt that she was too bad.

The piercing alarm bell suddenly rang in the room. With the sound of the bell, Yi Feng, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly sat up from the bed, and her infinitely beautiful curves were instantly displayed in front of Wang Zijun's eyes.

After stretching, Yi Feng suddenly spotted Wang Zijun in front of her. After letting out a startled scream, she slithered back into her bed like a little quail afraid of the cold.

"Oh, you bad guy, why haven't you left yet?" A crisp voice, with a hint of coquettishness, sounded from the small quilt.

Wang Zijun impulsively came over and hugged the slippery body in the bed, moving up and down like a woodpecker, until some parts of Yi Feng's body began to wake up, and the two of them nibbled at each other in a quarrel until their cheeks hurt.

Wang Zijun leaned into Yifeng's ear and said, "Girl, you don't have to go to work today, just rest at home."

"No, no, if Dean Fu asks, it will be troublesome." The little girl nestled in the quilt and muttered softly.

Wang Zijun chuckled and said, "That's easy to handle. I'll call Fu Shunchao over as soon as I get to work and ask him to report on his work throughout the morning."

Listening to Wang Zijun's words that sounded like a rogue, Yi Feng's heart moved inexplicably, as if at this moment, that brother Zijun from Xihezi Township was back again.

Under the strong request of the little girl, Wang Zijun had no choice but to let her get dressed and feed her the millet porridge in small bites. Only then did Wang Zijun leave Yi Feng's small room.

Although spring has begun, there are still not many people getting up early. Walking out of the room where Yi Feng lives with the hat that Yi Feng bought at some time, Wang Zijun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But at this moment, Wang Zijun

I saw a familiar figure walking over from a distance. This figure was still wearing a blue uniform, but now he was holding a bag of breakfast in his hand.

Hu Zhenjiang!

Wang Zijun looked at the young man walking over in high spirits and quickly lowered his head. The two of them passed by each other soon. At that moment, Wang Zijun suddenly wanted to pull the young man over and tell him in a bad way: Young man, I

It’s Wang Zijun. He has always been imitated and never surpassed. He is still his brother, but he is not a legend!

Walking into the county party committee compound, Wang Zijun felt that his legs were weak and his steps were heavy. But the smile on his face rose from time to time.

The newspapers and reviewed documents on the desk were neatly placed in front of Wang Zijun. Wang Zijun picked up a document and started reading it.

"Ding ding ding ding...", the office phone rang briskly. Wang Zijun took the phone casually. As soon as he signed in, he heard Hou Tiandong's voice on the phone: "Wang ***, are you busy?"

"Hou ***, what are your orders?" Wang Zijun still maintained due respect for Hou Tiandong. He smiled and asked humbly.

Hou Tiandong's voice didn't change much, and he just said calmly: "Take a look at "Jiang Province Legal News", there is an article on the second page." After Hou Tiandong finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Wang Zijun listened to the beeping blind tone on the phone, and his heart suddenly moved. Hou Tiandong, as the county party committee secretary, would not make such a call without any complaint. This attitude just showed that something had happened.

With thoughts flashing in his mind, Wang Zijun casually took out Jiang Provincial Legal News from the newspaper. Just when he was about to open it, the phone rang again. Looking at the flashing phone number, Wang Zijun pondered.

In an instant, he picked up the phone.