Planetary revolution

Yang Si's face was flushed red, and he wanted to jump up and say something when his brother He Yu grabbed his collar and pulled him over to mutter a few words.

When Yang Si heard that Xia Xingxing no longer remembered the past, he let out a "bah", what a memory loss?

The resentful look at Xia Xingxing was still like a sharp arrow that could pierce the bone at any time.

He Yu wanted to ease the atmosphere, so he pulled his little ancestor cousin over, and said to Xia Xing, "Come on, let's get to know each other again, it's been so many years, do you want to remember the brat's fight for so long?"

Xia Xingxing's back was no longer straight, his posture was lowered, his voice was warm and slow, and his tone was full of sincerity: "I'm sorry, Young Master Yang, I heard that there were some festivals between us before, and we were ignorant when we were young. Offended, please forgive me."

He took the initiative to take a step closer to the other party, bent his waist slightly, and still kept his humble and humble attitude: "Or you can ask me for any request, and I will definitely do my best to make up for it."

Yang Si smiled sarcastically, being held down by He Yu and unable to move, he gave Xia Xingxing a hard look and ignored him.

Huo Jingshi's heart became irritable like being bitten by ants.

Rationally, he admitted that Xia Xingxing was at fault first. Yang Si was indeed injured a little bit badly back then, and had two injections on his forehead, and Xia Xingxing did owe him a sincere apology.

But emotionally, after so many years, Xia Xingxing was still so humble in front of everyone, he still couldn't bear it.

But Xia Xingxing himself felt that this was an opportunity.

If you do something wrong, you should admit your mistake and apologize, stand at attention and get beaten.

The bad deeds of the past cannot be erased, but he wants a clean and clean future.

Yang Si was really unwilling to let Xia Xingxing go like this, but Huo Jingshi was inseparable, and he and Xia Xingxing seemed so close that no one could get in.

This surprised and angered him.

The fist under the tablecloth gradually clenched.

Uncle Bai came out of the house and said to Huo Jingshi: "Sir, Yu Zhu said that your cell phone was not answered, and he called home. He also said that he uploaded some urgent documents in the mailbox. Take a look."

Huo Jingshi glanced at his phone, there were a few missed calls, and he didn't pay attention to them when he was busy looking for Xia Xingxing.

He wanted to leave but was afraid that Yang Si and the others would trouble Xia Xingxing, so he simply said to Uncle Bai, "You go back to her and let her call my phone, or I'll call her back later."

Uncle Bai: "This..."

Hearing Assistant Yu's urgent voice, he didn't know how to say this.

Xia Xingxing suddenly took the small brush from Huo Jingshi's hand, and said, "Mr. Huo, work is urgent, you should deal with it first, I can handle it here."

He knew what the other party was worried about.

But this is his homework and practice, he has to face it independently, and cannot hide behind others.

Otherwise, you can only be a fugitive, living forever in the eyes of others and the condemnation of your conscience.

Moreover, he didn't want to delay other people's business because of himself.

Huo Jingshi shook his head disapprovingly, and said directly: "I don't worry, you don't understand their group—"

Xia Xingxing insisted: "Then Mr. Huo's constant guarding of me is the solution to the problem?"

The boy's eyes were firm and bright, with stubbornness, and his back was straight.

"Mr. Huo, I can handle my own affairs well."

Huo Jingshi was afraid that Xia Xingxing would become impatient if he continued talking, and with Uncle Bai's eager expression hinting at him, he finally compromised and said: "Okay, then you pay attention."

Turning around behind him again, he helped him fasten the loose apron tie, and pointed to some meats that were more difficult: "Don't move this one, I'll roast it later when I come back."

"Don't stand here and work all the time, sit down when you're tired, don't spoil them."

"If anyone is looking for something, come and find me, or He Yu and the others."

"I'll return soon."

"..." Xia Xing waved his hand, "Okay, you can go now."

He is not a child anymore, why is this person so wordy.

Sure enough, as soon as Huo Jingshi walked on the front foot, Yang Si's small movements started on the back foot.

Xia Xing didn't find it so embarrassing and unbearable.

Probably the experience he has experienced over the years has been tens of millions of times more embarrassing than this, so making things difficult to this degree is okay, or in other words, it is not worth mentioning.

Even before and after Yang Si and his group of followers deliberately ordered him to serve him with tea and water, he found it tolerable.

Xia Xingxing satisfies all their needs with a good temper, grilling a new round of chicken wings and steak, with a slight sweat oozing from his forehead.

Not far away, Yang Si, who was munching on meat, turned his eyes away, deliberately proudly showing off his close relationship with President Huo's to his companions loudly.

Some people show off, and naturally some people rush to flatter: "My God, it's unimaginable. If I go back and tell my grandpa that I'm having a barbecue at Huo Jingshi's house tonight, the old man will probably faint with joy."

Yang Si raised the corners of his eyes, and his eyebrows danced happily: "Look at how promising you are, when have I ever lied to you? Brother Jing Shi looks cold, but he is actually a nice person. When he was studying in country a before, I didn't know I used to play during the holidays, and he even taught me how to ski.”

"Brother Jing Shi knows a lot of things, fencing, golf, we even went to Holwarts Grand Canyon to skydive..."

"Damn it, Brother Yang, you have such a good relationship with Mr. Huo?"

"It's okay." Yang Si pretended to smile plainly, but the corners of his eyes and brows revealed an unconcealable pride: "We have known each other since we were very young. When I was injured on the head when I was young, he often came to the hospital to accompany me. "

"Also tell me, don't care about some savages, mad dogs bite people, you can't bite back, if you still feel pain in the future, call him at any time."

Xia Xingxing flipped the food skillfully, and a small golden flame emerged from the charcoal pile and spread to his immovable fingertips, but he didn't care.

It wasn't until a lingering pain burned the nerves in the palm of his hand that he slowly retracted his hand.

Mad dog?

The boy's white fingertips quickly formed several fine blisters, a small thin film bulged, and pus accumulated inside.

Words such as skydiving, skiing and fencing felt vaguely familiar and unfamiliar to him.

It seems to be a dream that is too long ago, and it seems to be a world that has never been experienced.

The rising fire made the corners of his eyes hot and his head swelled.

In the chaos, it seems to have returned to the days of working at the barbecue stall at midnight.

During the hottest two or three months of the year, even the air is damp and sticky.

Every night when he came back from the supper stall, he was sweating profusely, as if he had been fished out of the water.

Then the boss will give him the leftovers that cannot be sold today, which are generally less popular animal offal and offal.

He roasted it himself, brushed it with sauce and scorched it to cover the smell of the meat, imagined that it was high-priced steak or mutton while grilling, and relished it.

He was good at deceiving himself, convincing himself, because that was the only way to live.

Xia Xing's lips curled up. This is his life, his world, and he is very content.

The author says:

I will be on the road all day tomorrow, let alone spicy!But you can find out about it on Weibo!If you are interested, you can go and see @清明谷雨子