Extra Three

A child is wandering on the street, he has no name of his own, he doesn't know where he came from, let alone where he is going.

This corner of the street is his station, and he can barely get enough food for a day by helping the shop owners on the street.

There are countless people wandering here, whether they are old or young, and the way to survive is begging or robbing. In short, working is not a worthwhile business.

But the boy didn't care what others thought, he did whatever he could, and he seized the opportunity with a vicious look like a little wolf cub, so that no one on this street dared to provoke him.

Although he was thin and thin, there was an extremely firm light in his eyes.

This kind of life went on day after day, until one day the boy came out of the alley with hard bread in his arms, and he heard an innocent voice.

"Thomas, I'm going to raise him."

The boy poked his head quietly from the wall, then his pupils shrank, and he saw a young master.

The jade-carved and fine-grained appearance was completely different from his, even the young master's leather shoes were unimaginably expensive and shiny.

The young master seemed to want to adopt the orphan who was huddled in the corner, but the man didn't appreciate it and kept hiding.

The hard bread hurt the boy's chest, but he just stared at the young master.

Suddenly, he noticed that the orphan in the corner wanted to run, and the opportunity was fleeting. He didn't hesitate anymore, and rushed out of the dark alley with one stride.

"You raise me!" The boy's eyes widened, and his fingers were trembling with nervousness when he said this.

The other orphan just now has disappeared without a trace.

The young master in front of him looked more beautiful than before.

But the appearance of the boy made the young master very frightened. He turned around and was embraced by the tall man behind him to comfort him.

The young master was buried in the man's neck, and it took him a while to turn around and stare at the boy.

The boy stood there at a loss, he didn't expect to scare the young master like this, and there was a bit of guilt in his brows and eyes.

While the boy was anxiously waiting for a reply, the noble young master in front of him frowned lightly and refused without hesitation: "No."

In an instant, the boy's heart sank, and his palms became cold.

But what the boy didn't expect was that the young master turned his life upside down with a single sentence.

"Thomas, find him a home."

The young master got into the car and left, and the boy got an appointment with several adopters.

Seizing the fleeting opportunities is what the boy is good at, so he stood out from the crowd, and was valued by the Xie family and adopted home.

Both the Xie family were frail and sick, and the eldest son died when he was young, so they decided to adopt him later.

They named the boy, Xie Jing, Longing Jing.

Xie Jing is reticent but hard-working. In less than a year, he no longer sees the desolate and pitiful appearance of that homeless orphan.

Xie Jing walked forward in silence until he transferred to Chenglan Junior High School and met his young master again.

Only then did Xie Jing know the young master's name, his name was Qiao Zhuo, he was the sole heir of the Qiao Group, and an unattainable ruler in power.

Xie Jing was once again shocked by this chasm-like gap, and then heard many rumors about Qiao Zhuo.

The young master is indifferent and lonely. There is no one who can be called a friend in school. He is beautiful and aloof. Even if he doesn't say a word, countless people are always watching his every move.

Xie Jing passed Qiao Zhuo on campus, and the other party got into the car expressionlessly and left. Xie Jing realized that Qiao Zhuo would never remember him.

Xie Jing was overwhelmed by disappointment, but he quickly cheered up and thought about how to get Qiao Zhuo to notice him.

In a math test, Xie Jing accidentally scored higher than Qiao Zhuo, but what he didn't expect was that the car he picked up Qiao Zhuo after class was still parked at the school gate and did not leave.

These special circumstances made Xie Jing refreshed, and he slowed down.

In the next second, the car window was rolled down, and Qiao Zhuo in the back seat stared at him with nowhere to hide.

Xie Jing heard her own heartbeat clearly.

Qiao Zhuo noticed him.

Xie Jing stood silently outside the car, concealing his excitement, and said restrainedly: "My name is Xie Jing."

After that, Xie Jing put all his attention on mathematics, and he tried his best to catch up, and Qiao Zhuo really remembered his name.

Although most of the time it is hostile like an imaginary enemy, but Xie Jing is willing to do so.

The eraser made a soft thud when it hit the ground, Xie Jingdang even heard it.

He knew that the person sitting behind him was Qiao Zhuo, and he couldn't sleep all night because of this incident.

Xie Jing bent down to pick up the eraser, and accidentally turned his hand, and he saw the turtle shell and the word Xie Jing painted on it.

The beating of the heart became deafening.

For the first time, Xie Jing felt that her pursuit of Qiao Zhuo seemed to have an inexplicable throbbing.

Qiao Zhuo covered up nervously, and said, "Turtles live long."

But when Qiao Zhuo felt guilty, he didn't know what Xie Jing was thinking at that time.

Xie Jing saw Qiao Zhuo's trembling long eyelashes, glazed white side face, and smooth black hair.

The indescribably beautiful boy broke into Xie Jing's usually indifferent eyes, like a flower blooming.

After a long time, Xie Jing asked Qiao Zhuo what kind of puppy he likes.

At that time Qiao Zhuo said that he likes to be good.

But only Xie Jing knew that if he wanted to get Qiao Zhuo's attention, he couldn't be good.

He wanted to comb Qiao Zhuo's thorns backwards, so that the other party had to remember the name Xie Jing.

Xie Jing broke into Qiao Zhuo's world arbitrarily, and did not intend to leave.

Well-behaved puppies can get bored and tired quickly by their owners.

So Xie Jing refused to be an obedient puppy, he wanted to pounce on Qiao Zhuo, wagging his tail vigorously, biting away his beloved puzzle, and holding his math book in his mouth.

It caught Qiao Zhuo's attention.

This is Xie Jing's paranoia.

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The light in early spring was bright and soft, Xie Jing sat on the bedside and knocked on the computer in the warm-toned room, stroking Qiao Zhuo's forehead from time to time.

Finally, Qiao Zhuo, who was full of sleep, stretched out under the blanket, like a cute kitten.

When Qiao Zhuo opened his eyes, he only opened one side, and he muttered in a daze: "I had a long dream."

Xie Jing put down the computer and leaned over to hug Qiao Zhuo, holding him in his arms and gently pecking and kissing him.

"What dream?" Xie Jing asked patiently.

Qiao Zhuo closed his eyes again and thought about it, but he couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time.

"Forgot." Qiao Zhuo frowned.

Xie Jing kissed his brow, "Forget it, forget it, get up and eat."

The news of the rise in Qiao Group's stock once again dominated the financial headlines. Qiao Zhuo sat lazily by the window and listened to Duan Wenxuan's report.

When everything was finally over, Qiao Zhuo got up and walked towards Xie Jing.

It was an ordinary spring afternoon.

There are no warnings or signs.

Qiao Zhuotie sat beside Xie Jing, with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "Xie Jing, marry me."

Xie Jing paused, then raised her hand and grabbed the back of Qiao Zhuo's head and kissed him fiercely.

"good."

The puppy finally got the owner's attention and only love.