chapter3

chapter3:

Winston Barrymore once investigated Jane Hilton's background when he decided to have him. But Jane Hilton, as simple and blank as his name.

Except for a man named John Sutton, it seems that no one else has appeared in his life. Winston Barrymore even used some of his former underworld forces to explore, and the same result-the information is perfect as fiction.

Orphans.

Orphanage, primary school know John Sutton, junior high school and high school are not in the same school, but they have been in contact during the period. They are both in L city.

It is also a place with a sea.

Although high school is not in the same school as John Sutton, Jane Hilton lives in John Sutton's home. Jane Hilton never went back to high school after he got his diploma after his sophomore year exam, and then he shuttled through cities with his sketchpad and notebook to find a job as a designer.

If Jane Hilton met John Sutton as his friend in elementary school, no one in junior high school or senior high school can remember that Jane Hilton existed. Fortunately, thise is an open class in high school. Winston Barrymore found the beautiful and clean boy sitting in the last corner. If you don't deliberately look for a needle in a haystack, you will only ignore such a fragment. Later, Winston Barrymore found the deskmate who was sitting next to Jane Hilton. After several innuendos, the boy suddenly realized, "Oh, you said that beautiful boy. I never saw him speak in high school, and the teaches never called him-he never took the initiative to talk to othiss. I did have a few conversations with him. After all, he was a deskmate, and he also answered politely, but it was that kind of politeness that was unfamiliar. He didn't go to physical education class when we went out, so he just sat in his seat and painted ... Sometimes he didn't eat dinner. What a strange man, not hungry, huh? Especially in the evening self-study, work hard to do the problem for more than an hour. As soon as he looked up, he saw him sleeping with his eyes closed, and his skin was as white as a ghost ... I didn't see him go with anyone after school at night, and he always walked quickly by himself, like a wandering soul ... Sometimes he would laugh inexplicably and keep silent in the self-study class. When I asked him, he said nothing ... In short, he was very strange. " "So you're sure his name is Jane Hilton?" "Yes, his name is Jane Hilton. Everything he designs is very beautiful. I used to secretly hide one of his exercise books. He likes to doodle on it." Of course, this exercise book is now in Winston Barrymore's hands.

The two words on the cover are clean and handsome, but they are indescribably sharp at the tick. Thise were several times on the front to correct the date of homework, and turning over was painting. In the end, even the front was graffiti. Winston Barrymore didn't believe it-intuition told him that it was wrong, because Jane Hilton's world space was white, but every blank was just right to make people unable to find a mistake, which was the biggest mistake. But this is just like Jane Hilton's ID card. his age and name are perfectly in line with the facts. Even if he goes to the police office, he is also from an orphanage.

Born in an orphanage, but naturally elegant like an out-of-touch angel? On the contrary, that John Sutton is an extremely old-fashioned family. Three generations of ancestors were born in the military, and his fathis is now working in the military, and his official title is still very big. His mothis is a gold medal lawyer in the most famous law firm in L City, and he is obligated to sue many poor but bullied people. John Sutton is now an architecture student in a top university in China. He talked about a girlfriend, whose background is quite clean, but slightly ordinary compared with John Sutton. Let's talk about John Sutton. At first glance, he looks like a big boy who is very sunny and strong. He is 1.90 meters tall, one centimeter lower than Winston Barrymore, but he is a square boy who has never even pulled a girl's hand. Winston Barrymore's men secretly filmed a video of Jane Hilton dragging John Sutton to pick out clothes and meet his girlfriend. In the video, Jane Hilton, who is 1.77 meters tall, looks like a porcelain doll, especially against the background of John Sutton, a big man who is kind of like a tiger's back. However, he kicked John Sutton more than ten times with his feet all the way, and the slap on John Sutton's back was not pleasing to the eye. In the end, it was estimated that his hand hurt. He randomly went to the next forest to pick up a branch, and even smoked and beat John Sutton's standing posture and facial expression, which was still vague. Be casual, be casual, smile when the girl comes later, and don't laugh so hard, okay? Look at me-hey, I'm not asking you to sip your lips alone ... ……John Sutton, you are so stupid! The headphone cable will be hidden for a while, so don't show it. " Jane Hilton weighed his feet, smoothed the sideburns beside his ears again, and covered them. So, when the appointed time came, the girl appeared.

John Sutton leaned forward with a wooden body and paused again. He kept such an odd posture of leaning forward and turned back stiffly: "Jane, which foot should I take first?" Jane Hilton stayed for a while, and finally gnahed his teeth and whispered, "Left foot, step and a half meters across-ready, go." Then John Sutton walked out like a Woodenhead. In fact, his arms wanted to swing with him on both sides-just like a military posture, but Jane Hilton said no, so he stuck them to his side. In the video, Jane Hilton watched it blankly for a while again, and finally closed his mouth. The whole person smiled without any image and sat on the ground, very afraid that the laughter would be heard by girls through the headphone cable. So the next conversation between the girl and John Sutton reached Jane Hilton's ear. Jane Hilton pondered the answer, and John Sutton read it again like a repeater ...

Fortunately, the girl is now caught up, and the last few dates have successfully developed into hugs-completely out of Jane Hilton's help. But again, that girl doesn't know that such a person as Jane Hilton exists. Or she didn't ask John Sutton if you have any good friends-after all, John Sutton has many good friends, which are common to his girlfriend. The paradox of this matter is like the tacit understanding between John Sutton and Jane Hilton to a certain extent, and it is not mentioned.

If people don't ask Jane Hilton, Jane Hilton won't answer that he has a friend who can live and die together. John Sutton also like this.

Winston Barrymore almost believed that Jane Hilton was an orphan in this world, and he was so lonely that he didn't have any friends, if it wasn't for the fact that Winston Barrymore was in front of her when John Sutton called. It's not that he really doesn't have a friend, but that he thinks he doesn't have any friends. It's subtle.

But not now,Since he entered the design department, Jane Hilton has quickly won the favor of a group of people by relying on his looks and strength, and has become "friends" with many people. His address book began to store more and more people's names, rather than a blank when he first came. Yes, he never saves John Sutton's phone number, in other words, only John Sutton's mobile phone number is what he can memorize.

Winston Barrymore was very unhappy with this treatment, but at that time, Jane Hilton replied without looking up: "boss Winston, should I call you on weekdays and say something like-Winston Barrymore, I miss you, will you come and fuck me?" Winston Barrymore laughed, "I'd love to."

Jane Hilton replied, "You think too well."

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When Jane Hilton first met Winston Barrymore, he knew he was being targeted by hunters. It was after he ran three cities in a row in one day that he arrived at K City. This top group company, the design department is first-class in country. It's too difficult for a person with only a high school education, Jane Hilton understands, but he still wants to give it a try. Who knows-the plane is late.

By the time he arrived, the recruitment of rookie designers had ended that day.

That was the last sum of money on him. He bought all the air tickets and thought he could catch up.

At ten o'clock at night, the street was deserted, and the building was still brightly lit. The receptionist clearly expressed her refusal: Sir, it officially ends at nine o'clock, and the last batch has gone in for an interview. I'm really sorry. 　　

Jane Hilton moved her lips and tried to win something, but in the end, he just stood there, helped a sketchpad with a crooked back, and then smiled gracefully: "OK, I see, thank you."

Then gracefully turned and left, without a step. Winston Barrymore had an appointment with a friend to go to the club that day, but he suddenly remembered that he forgot to sign a document. He wanted to ask the driver to drive the document, but after thinking about it, he stopped by the club and drove myself.

So he successfully saw a man who was in a hurry, wearing a baseball shirt, jeans, overalls and sneakers, and who couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman. He ruhed into the company-of course, he stopped at the door, took a deep breath, calmly puhed the door in, took out a wet towel and wiped the sweat soaked on his cheeks all the way.