BSS CH 2

Spying

Cheng Jing’s day is very simple.

Wake up. Eat breakfast under the supervision of the housekeeper, no leftovers. Allowed to read books and watch movies – only within the scope allowed by Liang Jingmin. Lunch. Take a nap, no less than an hour and a half. Exercise or continue reading. Dinner. Welcome Liang Jingmin back.

Although Liang Jingmin never forbade Cheng Jing to go out, he watched Cheng Jing more and more closely after several “accidents” in the past. His body was not suitable for going out during the day, and Liang Jingmin was always there in the evening, and the mild confinement trapped him.

Cheng Jing was not a person who easily accepted his fate.

He was actually very radical in his bones, and he had made a few big fuss. He called the police and was hospitalized, but in the end he still returned to the lakeside villa. Not only could he not leave, but he also had to endure Liang Jingmin’s scary temper alone.

During that time, he lived in a daze, unable to distinguish between day and night, awake and in a trance. He only remembered that Liang Jingmin always sat beside him when he opened his eyes, as if the huge earth was on the verge of doomsday, and only two survivors who depended on each other were left to guard this dim hut.

The curtains were closed, and the dim light sprinkled on his ears. Liang Jingmin’s expression was always very peaceful, as if he didn’t care about anything and played with everything. His eyes were very gentle and affectionate, with imperceptible stares and threats.

After lying in bed for two months, Cheng Jing told himself to cherish his life, so he finally learned his lesson.

In fact, Cheng Jing didn’t understand why Liang Jingmin had to keep him by his side.

For example, raising an animal, you always have to gain loyalty to be considered interesting. Cheng Jing is in poor health and stubborn. He is like a pale, photophobic, thorny silent plant. He is really boring and tedious. He will get pricked if he is not careful.

When he has nothing to do, Cheng Jing will think about this problem and try to find some beautiful love stories as references to numb himself and trick himself into not getting stuck in a dead end and give himself a way out.

It rained heavily last night, and it was still sunny this morning. Cheng Jing chewed his breakfast slowly, like a little camel chewing grass, slowly, silently, and even a little well-behaved.

He looked to the side. The spacious first floor was originally decorated very stylishly, but Liang Jingmin kept piling things in it, and now it looks a bit out of place.

The curtains were closed every day. Cheng Jing took a few seconds every day to regret that the floor-to-ceiling windows were built meaninglessly. There was a piano placed next to the window, which seemed to take up a lot of space.

Cheng Jing still remembered that there was a time when Liang Jingmin hugged him to watch The Pianist on the Sea in a small cinema. The movie was chosen randomly, and it was very famous, but Cheng Jing felt sleepy after watching it. After watching it, he only said: “I also passed the tenth level of piano before.” The next day, a shiny Steinway appeared on the first floor.

Liang Jingmin likes to do such meaningless things. He didn’t know that Cheng Jing had never practiced piano since he lived in the school dormitory in junior high school, and now he couldn’t play a single song. He also didn’t know that Cheng Jing would think of the piano room in the hot summer every time he saw the piano. If he didn’t play well, he would be scolded by the teacher. There was no air conditioning, and sweat soaked every inch of his body.

Cheng Jing retracted his gaze and continued to eat his breakfast like a leisurely worker. Last night’s dialogue left a sharp thorn in his body, slowly flowing out hot blood, the wound festered and pus, and Cheng Jing endured the pain as usual.

During this process, he made the same request to the housekeeper for the twelfth time: “I want to watch TV.”

The housekeeper respectfully instructed for the thirteenth time: “The TV is broken, you can watch downloaded movies and TV series in the small theater.”

He didn’t want to watch movies or TV series, he wanted to watch TV.

Last night, Liang Jingmin was angry at his questioning and tears, and denied his inference, and ended the topic with some harsh words. Cheng Jing couldn’t get an answer, so he had to take it as a default, so he curled himself up all night, imagining that he disappeared, imagining that what happened didn’t happen.

“Can’t the TV be repaired if it’s broken?” Cheng Jing choked back coldly, his voice cold and hoarse.

The housekeeper took good care of Cheng Jing within his ability. Cheng Jing was always kind to him, but today his tone was very bad, probably because he was not doing well, but seeing that others were not doing well, he felt that life was still manageable.

The housekeeper was silent. This must be Liang Jingmin’s instruction, and there was no point in making things difficult for the housekeeper.

Cheng Jing raised his eyebrows and drank a mouthful of orange juice: “Okay, since I can’t watch TV, I’ll go out.”

“Okay, Mr. Liang said that if you want, I can accompany you to the club after lunch.”

The club he was referring to was one of the top clubs in Xijing, one of the few places where Liang Jingmin did not explicitly forbid the housekeeper to take Cheng Jing. It was absolutely safe and under Liang Jingmin’s control.

Cheng Jing raised his eyes, showing surprise, as if he was afraid that the housekeeper would take back the proposal, and answered without hesitation: “Okay”.

After spending a boring morning in the huge villa, Cheng Jing wrapped himself tightly in the afternoon and was driven to the club by the housekeeper.

On the other hand, Liang Jingmin knew nothing about Cheng Jing’s complicated psychological activities, and he didn’t know that he would bump into Cheng Jing on his only party in a few months.

The air in the club was filled with a refreshing smell. Liang Jingmin and his friends sat in the public area. The atmosphere was very good. The booths were just the right distance apart.

The music flowed slowly, and the sound of the orchestra was similar to that of a money counting machine.

He Peiting collapsed on the sofa, hugged left and right, and was distracted by gossiping about Liang Jingmin: “Does your family know that you are going to marry Zhao Duning?”

He Peiting was Liang Jingmin’s childhood friend. The two had been in the same class since kindergarten, but Liang Jingmin escaped to Yuecheng to study in a key high school in high school, while He Peiting studied in an international school. He was a typical second-generation rich boy, but he was still decent. He was very popular in all circles, and he loved to organize parties to invite Liang Jingmin out. Today was the 800th time, and Liang Jingmin finally came.

Liang Jingmin held a red wine glass in his hand, shaking and turning but not drinking, his slender fingers around the neck of the glass, like a rare oil painting treasure.

His face was calm. When he heard He Peiting’s question, he answered boredly: “He is in poor health and has been thinking about random things at home all day. Why tell him?”

He Peiting smiled and said: “There are a lot of news about you on the Internet. Aren’t you afraid that he will see it?”

Liang Jingmin’s nominal fiancée Zhao Duning is a well-known Internet celebrity, but in fact, being an Internet celebrity is not even a side job for her. She has an older sister, so she doesn’t need to inherit the family business. Her main job is to be a top student who returned from overseas, and her side job is to be a precious lady of the Zhao family.

She is beautiful and has a wealthy family. She has a high degree of education and can study. She can easily have thousands of fans by taking a few photos online to share her life. A note she posted casually has a ring on her ring finger in the corner. Now the news of her engagement has been overwhelming.

After it was revealed that the marriage partner was Liang Jingmin, the matter was directly searched. Liang Jingmin is young, handsome, and powerful. Although he is a low-key person, he has always been famous.

Liang Jingmin raised his eyelids and answered the question irrelevantly: “It’s just a show, not a real marriage. By the way, I will finish the cooperation at hand. No one will remember this in a few months.”

His tone was very calm and his style was very ordinary. He Peiting noticed something was wrong and laughed at him: “Jingmin, it sounds like you are trying to convince yourself.”

Liang Jingmin frowned. Thinking of the dialogue last night, thinking of Cheng Jing’s unreasonable questioning and tears, his eyebrows were covered with a layer of clouds.

“What’s the point of getting married? You’ve trapped yourself for nothing.” He Peiting watched Liang Jingmin and Cheng Jing walk over. He knew that Cheng Jing was not someone who could be easily manipulated. He curled his lips in confusion. “But have you two been better recently? You look more relaxed than before. Is he feeling better?”

Liang Jingmin shook his head: “Still the same.”

Xie Hanyi, who was sitting on the other side, was a medical student. Liang Jingmin had asked him to see Cheng Jing a few times before. When he heard them talking about this topic, he came over and said: “He looks like that. If he keeps doing it, he’ll fall apart. You’d better not…”

To be fair, Liang Jingmin never did anything to mess with Cheng Jing’s body except for being strong occasionally. The few times he got into trouble were because Cheng Jing was too harsh on him.

But Liang Jingmin didn’t make any excuses. He just lowered his eyes and took a sip of wine.

He Peiting is a tactful person. Seeing Liang Jingmin tighten his grip on the wine glass, he quickly changed the topic: “Is Yulin still well-behaved recently?”

Liang Jingmin’s mother died early, Liang Yulin was born to a second wife, and the old Liang has been in poor health in recent years. It is a tacit understanding in the circle that the Liang brothers are competing against each other, but outsiders know little about it.

He Peiting and Liang Jingmin are close, so he knows more and is one of the few people who dare to ask.

Liang Jingmin paused, as if he suddenly heard something happy, and sneered: “Does he dare not be well-behaved?”

After a while, the wine glass in Liang Jingmin’s hand was empty. He tapped the wall of the glass, and someone immediately came up to refill the glass. At this time, the bodyguard whispered something to Liang Jingmin’s ear. Liang Jingmin’s face changed and he stood up to leave.

“Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? You want to leave now?” He Peiting stretched out his hand to stop him.

“I have something urgent to do. I’ll be back after I finish it.”

He Peiting was determined not to let him go: “I always said that before. I never came back. I stayed at home with my wife every day and only got together once every few months. Today I won’t let you leave.”

Liang Jingmin’s face darkened. Just as he was about to speak, a young girl came over gracefully in the distance. She had thick curly hair hanging down on her shoulders. She was wearing a brand-name suit without a conspicuous logo. Her face was small, delicate, and undoubtedly beautiful.

She smiled generously, took Liang Jingmin’s arm, and greeted He Peiting: “Xiao He, long time no see, what a coincidence! I was just over there and saw you and Jingmin, so I came over to say hello.”

She pointed behind her and saw a group of young and beautiful girls sitting at another table. They were probably also sisters who had made an appointment to get together.

Liang Jingmin did not refuse her approach and smiled smoothly and appropriately. He is like this, he never loses his composure in front of people, and is very good at pretending to be a normal person. People who are not familiar with him think he is friendly.

He Peiting raised his eyebrows, and naturally thought that the news Liang Jingmin just received was that Zhao Duning was also here, and he was in a hurry to leave to avoid this forced fiancée.

Of course, this is not the case.

The bodyguard report was due to Liang Jingmin’s consumption of the club’s secondary card, which means that Cheng Jing left the lakeside villa and came to the club in a swagger, without any intention of hiding it from him.

The nature of this matter is actually difficult to define.

The last time Cheng Jing got into trouble was at the club, but Liang Jingmin did not forbid him to come again, and even gave him a secondary card openly. Of course, Cheng Jing was very tactful and never came again.

Knowing that he should not come, he still came. One possibility is that he really came to stroll around at ease, but a more popular explanation that fits the brain circuit is that he was blatantly provoking.

Liang Jingmin was a little restless. Everything related to Cheng Jing made his blood boil. However, the appearance of Miss Zhao at this time forced him to stay and deal with this meaningless conversation. He couldn’t get away.

Zhao Duning keenly discovered that something was wrong with Liang Jingmin.

Liang Jingmin seemed to be a man with deep thoughts. This was the only time she noticed his misconduct in the few times she had contact with him. She was careful not to show it, and said goodbye very naturally: “I came out with my sisters today, so I won’t stay long, otherwise they will say that I value women over friends.”

Liang Jingmin smiled with relief.

From a distance, the dialogue between the few people was natural, and they talked and laughed. The handsome and gentle son of heaven was holding his well-matched and beautiful fiancée, not to mention how well they matched.

At this moment, Cheng Jing, wearing sunglasses and a mask, gave up his half-hour peeping not far away.

Black leather gloves wrapped around his slender fingers, and a baseball cap covered his snow-white hair.

Cheng Jing smiled bitterly. It was a pity that he had tried so hard to find clues from the radio and television, but he found them without any effort.

After so many years, he had even forgotten what Liang Jingmin looked like when he smiled like a spring breeze. Now it seems that he has not completely lost this expression function.

The girl’s fingers were slender and beautiful, the diamond ring on her ring finger flashed a dazzling light, and her skin was healthy and white.

Cheng Jing looked down at his black gloves coldly, disgusted to the point of wanting to peel off the sickly pale skin.

He gently rubbed his fingers, felt his palms sweating, and his heartbeat rhythm was abnormal. He could not hear the emotion in what he said to the housekeeper: “Let’s go back.”

He persuaded himself to retract his gaze, but he still walked one foot deep and one foot shallow, and it seemed to take a century to reach the elevator.

However, just after walking a few steps out of the door, Cheng Jing was forcibly grabbed by the shoulder, and the force could not be refused.

A cold voice came from behind: “I said, can you leave?”