The Genuine Person

"But..." Cheng Wen hesitated. Although the whisper was a bit vague, he was so close that he did hear it.

Jian Qing couldn't help frowning. He didn't know when this little fool became so difficult. His only patience was consumed at this moment, and his tone went cold.

"I said, you got it wrong."

"Your brother and I are just pure classmates. Are you suspicious of me?"

"No..." Cheng Wen denied subconsciously, the entire eye circles were red, and he wanted to say something, but the other one was not even willing to give him a chance.

"Then don't think about it, it's not cute at all. If you are too free, find something for yourself, such as reading a book."

After speaking in a bulge, Jian Qing's eyes moved slightly, as if he had suddenly thought of something, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, I forgot, you don't know how to read at all."

The words were full of malice.

Cheng Wen was born in an embarrassing family, and his father died young. There was no enough money for the brothers to study, he dropped out within a few years and followed his mother to sell pancake on the side of the road.

When he was in school, his classmates said he was stupid. He knew that he was stupid, but he still felt very sad when he was looked down upon by the person he loved the most.

Cheng Wen buried his head much lower, tears silently falling on the snow-white insteps, trying to defend himself.

"I can...Yes, I can write my name..."

And A Qing's name...

Before the latter sentence came out, Jian Qing had already turned around and went out, and the poor door was slammed.

Cheng Wen never knew how to deal with Jian Qing's anger, and it was the same now.

It was clear that at the beginning, the man smiled so softly and beautifully at him, saying that he liked him, but he really don't know when he became like this.

In fact, he could recite Ah Qing's phone number as well.

When the two were first together, he tried very hard to remember, and it took him several days to remember.

He knew that he was a little different from normal people. He had a bad brain and a bad memory. He was afraid that if he got lost one day, he would never find him.

——The little fool thought that as long as he remembered Jian Qing's number, he could write his name, and even if he was separated, he could still inquire about him, and he would be found.

What he didn't know was that when the other party deliberately lost him, no matter how much he did, in the eyes of that person, it was just a ridiculous farce.

It was all in vain.

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The driver had parked the car at the door of the villa on time and saw Jian Qing come out, and he got off the car and opened the door for him.

Jian Qing got into the car with no expression on his face, frowning slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, the driver called him several times before he regaining his senses and casting his eyes on the driver's seat.

"What did you say?"

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, the driver squeezed a cold sweat and asked more cautiously.

"Master, are you going to the company?"

"Yeah." Jian Qing responded.

The driver heaved a sigh of relief, and the car started slowly and gradually picked up speed.

The morning light leaped in through the car window on one side and fell on his concise and chiseled side face, like an exquisite statue.

He didn't realize it, his eyes were deep in front of him, maybe because of what happened just now, he felt irritable for no reason, and he was lost in thought.

Counting the time, that little fool has been with him for almost a year.

Last summer, when he drove through Xinhua Street, he happened to see Cheng Ran taking out the garbage on the side of the road, wearing the inferior blue T-shirt with the logo given by the insurance company. His waist was washed out. There was also a dirty apron around, and the whole person looked embarrassed, but it was still difficult to hide his delicate appearance.

After he finished dumping the garbage, he turned back to the small restaurant where he worked.

Jian Qing couldn't believe it at that time. How could Cheng Ran, who was studying abroad, appear here, excited to get out of the car to catch up and ask, only to find that he had admitted the wrong person.

He was not Cheng Ran, but Cheng Ran's older brother, Cheng Wen.

Before that, he never knew that Cheng Ran had a twin brother.

After going back, they were checked and found out that he was a fool with a natural brain disease.

He was not sick, that was, when their mother was pregnant, she was malnourished, which caused Cheng Wen's congenital slow response and lower IQ than normal people.

It was strange to say that they were twin brothers, one was smart and quick, the other was dull and clumsy, it was a world of difference.

Fortunately, the two had exactly the same faces, and even their voices were exactly the same.

Jian Qing had liked Cheng Ran for a long time.

The love in my youth was always unforgettable, not to mention it was never obtained before.

The man was very high-minded and had strong self-esteem. He always only wanted to associate with him as a friend. He was worried that doing too much will be counterproductive. Even funding Cheng Ran to study, he dare to do it secretly in the name of the school. Let him study abroad for free even with high scholarships every year.

When making that decision, Jian Qing didn't actually spend much time thinking. The moment he discovered Cheng Wen's existence, he had a model in his heart.

He wanted to get that fool.

Before you really get Cheng Ran, it was okay to find a substitute to make up the number.

Since then, Jian Qing went to the small restaurant where it was impossible for him to stop for dinner every day, and used some means to easily trick the little fool into his hands.

Take him to a high-end restaurant for dinner, admire his bewildered appearance, then help him cut the steak and send it to him gracefully, take him on vacation, watch movies, playgrounds...

Cheng wen had never been to those places in his life, just like no one had treated him so well in his life except his mother.

The little fool was really so stupid that he didn't even know what ‘like’ was, but then Jian Qing taught him, and now, he even understood himself without a teacher and understands what deep love was.

It was just that the person who was deeply loved had never been willing to cherish it.

It was already the end of May, and within half a month, Cheng Ran should have returned from studying in the UK.

Thinking of the upcoming meeting, Jian Qing felt much better, and even the next day's work was extremely smooth.

When the genuine person came back, the defective product should be discarded... Until then, there was nothing wrong with using it again.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Jian Qing closed the computer and was ready to leave work. As soon as she stood up, the mobile phone on the desk rang.

Pick it up and put it to your ear.

"Hey... A Qing, the meal... The meal is ready, when will you come back?..."

A man's soft voice came from the receiver. It sounded nice or nice, but he can't speak straightforwardly, and it was annoying when he hear it. Jian Qing frowned reflexively, and said in a deep voice.

"I'll be back later."

"There's nothing serious in the future, don't call me."

He hung up without waiting for an answer over there.

In the Jian’s villa, Cheng Wen, who was standing by the stove making soup, was stunned. He slowly withdrew the phone from his ear, having a little bit desire to cry. His eyes turned red, and he tried to hold back the tears.

A Qing had been busy for a day, so he should be too tired to talk to him.

He can't be angry, he should understand him.

...

Not long after hanging up, Jian Qing's cell phone rang again.

Unfamiliar number.

After hesitating for a while, the familiar voice came again after the connection was made.

"It's me."

Jian Qing only felt that her anger was going to her forehead, and he must give the fool a good lesson who could not understand his words:

"Didn't I tell you not to call me if you have nothing? You're crazy, aren't you?"

There was silence for a second, and his tone was full of doubts:

"Jian Qing, what's wrong with you?"

"It's me, I'm back."

"Cheng Ran?" After reacting, his eyes lit up instantly, and the low voice was full of surprises.

"Would you like to have dinner together tonight?" Cheng Ran asked with a smile.

It was clearly the same voice as that fool, but it sounded completely different. One was unpleasant, and the other was natural and generous and comforting.

"Okay." Jian Qing responded with a smile, completely forgetting what he had just promised the little fool at home.

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