Transmigrated to Twenty Years Ago and Adopted Myself

He sensed that she was a little afraid of him.

It is the kind of unbelievable evasion after hearing the shocking news.

But Du Wenjuan endured the emotion and hugged him, trying to give him more warmth and strength.

Jiang Wang is rarely hugged by women, and he has few memories of being hugged by his mother when he was a child.

When he was held by his mother, he didn't seem to know how to breathe, and after a while he said, "I don't have AIDS."

"I don't go out and **** people or do anything to affect the stars."

Du Wenjuan panicked: "No, no, I definitely don't mean it, I believe you."

She wanted to comfort him but was afraid of being misunderstood, but the news was too sudden, and she was in a hurry.

"You know how long you have been like this? Have you been to the hospital?"

Jiang Wang was stunned, but covered his head and laughed.

When he heard Ji Linqiu say this, he had the same idea in his mind.

—Should I see a psychiatrist?

—What unpleasant thing happened before that made you hate women?

Dude, don't go to the horns, you will definitely find a suitable girlfriend.

The idea that he didn't say at the beginning is now fed back to him by another person.

"No need to persuade," Jiang Wang thought for a moment, lowered his head and said, "I don't like those men on the street either."

"If you go to the men's bathroom to take a shower, you may see those men, and you will only feel embarrassed and uncomfortable, and will not take a second look."

Du Wenjuan didn't expect him to say such a thing, and reacted for a while: "Then... this shouldn't count."

"No," Jiang Wang shook his head: "The one person I like very much is a man."

"I kissed and hugged him, and I will never regret it."

Du Wenjuan got up and poured a glass of water for Jiang Wanggong. Seeing his submissive appearance, she couldn't bear to ask more.

The guess is already in my head.

"That person...is Mr. Ji?"

She and Ji Linqiu met several times and chatted for a while.

She also remembered that both Xingwang and Jiang Wang kept saying that Ji Linqiu accompanied them to Yuhan, and now they are working in the same company, and the three of them have a good relationship.

Peng Xingwang is not proficient in writing, but every time he fills a piece of paper crookedly, he will definitely mention what Teacher Ji is teaching him.

Jiang Wang didn't expect her intuition to be so accurate, so he nodded slowly after hesitating.

Unexpectedly, Du Wenjuan also reached out and covered her head, making the exact same action as Jiang Wang, smiling helplessly.

"That makes sense, alas."

"What?"

He thought she knew something, but Du Wenjuan looked at him dumbfounded.

"When I saw Ji Linqiu, I couldn't help thinking, this middle-aged man and my brother are one in a thousand."

"Stable character, self-motivated work, steadfast and won't mess around just because she looks good, it has to be a girl who is too lucky to meet you two."

"A man like Ji Linqiu, even if a man likes him, seems to be a matter of course."

Jiang Wang didn't follow her thoughts immediately, forcibly covered his mother's whole sentence into his mind and chewed it twice.

"If you are fooling around with those men and women on the street, I will definitely be very worried." She looked at Jiang Wang, and her shoulders slowly relaxed: "But... you two, Will mutual appreciation be understood as something else?"

Men…really in love with another man?

Jiang Wang shook his head.

"No illusion, no confusion, I really love him."

Du Wenjuan said worriedly: "You only have my sister by your side, and my parents are gone. Even if you really like him, no one can stop you."

"But that teacher Ji... What attitude does his parents have? Are they gone?"

She is in her thirties and still has difficulty accepting. If it is replaced by the older generation, the reaction will be more intense.

Jiang Wang found that Du Wenjuan's thinking was always on his side, thinking about things from him.

He has rarely received such treatment, so that he will be distracted by this recognition.

It turns out that my mother is such a gentle person.

She couldn't take care of her son, so she fled to other provinces to avoid her husband.

"I'm afraid his family is still very difficult." Jiang Wang said this, but also a bit bitter: "If you want to get their blessings, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort."

Du Wenjuan opened her arms and hugged him again.

As if this 1.9-meter man was still a child, he needed to be comforted like this.

"I feel that there are still a lot of things between the two of you that are not clear," she laughed: "But Xingxing can grow into such a lively and positive side, you can also see how much you treat him it is good."

Children are the most incapable of hiding things, it can even be said that they are like a mirror.

How everyone treats him and how he is treated will all be clearly reflected in his words and deeds.

Du Wenjuan came to Yuhan to see Xingwang with her own eyes. Seeing him happy and carefree, she only felt infinite joy and indebtedness.

"Forget, it's really good that you have someone to love."

"No matter how long my sister is, I'm afraid you will encounter uncomfortable things in the future," she laughed at herself: "But I'm so mixed up, I don't seem qualified to say this."

Jiang Wang slowly drank the warm water from the cup and looked at her sideways: "Why did you like Peng Jiahui?"

When Du Wenjuan mentioned Peng Jiahui earlier, there would always be a sudden reaction like stepping on dog shit, and her tone would suddenly cool down.

Jiang Wang predicts that the answer will also become very mean.

But Du Wenjuan thought for a while, but calmed down.

"In fact, before he got married, his temperament and personality were similar to what he is now, with little change."

"But at that time, I liked that he was warm and generous to me, took care of me every day, and got along with him for a long time in a unit, and gradually fell in love with him."

"Now that I think about it, he is a person who needs to be helped very much, and he is very habitual."

"There is momentum to make him good, and he can keep getting better."

"I couldn't recognize this at the beginning, and I always wanted him to cheer up and improve a little bit. It was very pressing."

"As a result, he started quarreling every day, and then he realized something and started drinking and beating people."

When Du Wenjuan recalled these, there was a hint of nostalgia in her tone, and she quickly put it away.

"Okay, I'll disturb you a lot too," she wiped her hands, got up and said, "I'll cook first, let's have a good dinner tonight, and don't talk about these sad things."

Jiang Wang subconsciously hummed.

"But, brother," Du Wenjuan is

Sex: "You like a man, don't tell others easily."

"Whether others will discriminate, or talk about something ugly, more importantly, this will become a handle."

"When you are rising in work, don't be delayed by this, and be careful."

Jiang Wang nodded in agreement.

He went to the bank the next afternoon and deposited the passbook and bank card in the safe to ensure that they would not be lost.

Before depositing, he took six yuan from the bank card given by his father and four yuan from the passbook given by his mother.

Then I used the ten dollars to choose a small cake for myself in the cake shop downstairs of the company.

Jiang Wang did not eat cakes much since he was a child.

I didn't have a chance when I was young, so I could only rub against others.

He now uses the ten yuan to exchange himself for a plate of fresh cake, a small portion with a cherry on top.

The sun was warm in the afternoon, he stared blankly at the cake for a while, and had the illusion that it was a New Year's gift that his parents bought him together.

The whipped cream is sweet.

Take a spoonful and feel the soft texture of the chiffon cake.

He ate slowly, but couldn't help but feel happy, every spoonful was happy.

It's as if his entire life can be filled with these ten dollars, and he can finally fill in a lot of vacancies.

Jiang Wang has never been so relaxed to eat a piece of dessert.

Cut the chocolate chunks carefully, taste the fragrance and sweetness of the cream, and feel the joy of biting the cake.

He seems to have come out of some shackles.

It seems that the shackles disappeared silently at a certain moment, leaving him only the bright winter sun and such a small, soft and sweet cake.

When the cake was finished, the man sat on the empty paper plate for a long time, and finally stretched.

A large bouquet of champagne-colored flowers was placed in front of her.

"Brother Wang, your snow-capped rose." Ji Linqiu sat opposite him, smiling: "Yuhan is really not easy to buy, I drove a long way to come across this place. Middle flower."

Jiang Wang was stunned for a second, then conditioned reflex: "Did you see it just now?"

"What did you see? See you secretly eating cake behind my back?" Ji Linqiu leaned over and squeezed his face: "Okay, eat alone."

"No! How about we have two more discs!"

"It's alright, I'll give you the flower, I'll go to lecture later."

"Okay," Jiang Wang took a large bouquet of flowers into his arms very naturally: "Let's go, let's go up together."

Ji Linqiu was stunned for a moment: "You...really planning to put it in the office?"

"Can't you?" Jiang Wang hugged the flower and didn't let go: "You made me look at the flower and miss you every day."

Boss Jiang did what he said and went to the company with this bunch of peaches on the snowy mountain.

From the first second he entered the elevator, colleagues recognized him and couldn't stop exclaiming.

"Mr. Jiang, are you in love?!"

"Hmm."

"Fuck! Whose girl is so lucky, this flower is so rare, I have seen red roses and white roses, but I have never seen this color, are you going to give her flowers after get off work! "

Jiang Wang was praised in a very good mood.

"It was given to me."

The gossip in the elevator was stunned.

"Your partner... gave you?"

Boss Jiang fully affirmed.

Everyone:…? ? ?

Our boss? ? Is he a sufferer? ? ?

Is he a victim? ? ?

A female colleague said with difficulty: "This, isn't it all men sending flowers to women?"

Jiang Wang looked sideways: "Don't you want me to receive flowers?"

"No no no no! We never meant it!"

"What a beautiful flower! It's especially suitable for our boss's skin color, right?"

"It looks very girly at first glance - cough is especially liked by girls, and if the boss likes it, it means that this flower is really beautiful!"

The elevator door opened with a ding, and Jiang Wang and the peacock walked forward holding the flowers as if they were opening their screens, and walked into the office with the flowers in the eyes of everyone.

As soon as the door closed, everyone began to whisper.

"The boss is in love??"

"Can you believe that this flower was given to him by someone else!"

"Hey! I'm on the wrong side! Grass!"

"?? What is standing upside down, what is standing?"

Ji Linqiu silently avoided the passionate discussions of colleagues.

Forget it, you can't change jobs.