Did Zha Gong get kicked today?

"I see. If you don't want to take it, just throw it away. I just want to tell you that the jade pendant has never been given to anyone when it comes to me. You are the first person to get the jade pendant from your grandmother."

The man's tone is still so familiar and pleasant.

Hearing Wen Tingjun's tears streaming from his closed eyes, he knew he was dreaming again.

It keeps repeating the scene since that night when he separated from Yan Mingfeng.

"And we are destined to be a couple." He had never seen such a thick-skinned man talking to himself.

But it was too late for him to say this, and the lateness caused some waves in his heart, but he quickly recovered his calm.

If he had said such things to him before his car accident, maybe, no, not maybe, but definitely, he would have gone crazy with joy.

But he knew the truth, he was a substitute.

Because he couldn't get the white moonlight, he had to go back to the second choice.

Thinking in a daze, half asleep and half awake, not wanting to see him again, very annoyed, struggling to break free from the dream.

Wen Tingjun finally opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling in a daze, feeling empty in his heart.

This is the seventh month since he came back from rebirth. Yan Mingfeng really had a great influence on him. After all, he is his lover who has slept in the same bed for so many years.

Staring and staring, suddenly a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, how could there be a natural pair, which pair looks like them, he paid his heart to chase him, but he coaxed him hypocritically.

It's like someone standing on the stage singing an opera and fell in love with him, and someone watching an opera off the stage and watching seriously, but in the opera he thought he really loved him, so he fell into the drama.

But outside of the play, after watching the play, he immediately withdrew and left, leaving him struggling alone.

Now he suddenly turns around and tells him that he loves him and likes him...

The phone ding-dong interrupted Wen Tingjun's thoughts. There was a message, which was a notice before school started.

Lazily got up from the bed, a little listless.

The phone rings again.

"Hello." With a toothbrush in his mouth, he uttered indistinctly.

"Junjun, it's me, I'm Aunt Lin." The woman's voice was lively and energetic, not at all like someone with a son in his twenties.

"Lin, Aunt Lin." Stuttering and surprised, Wen Tingjun hurriedly picked up the water glass and rinsed his mouth, and all the sentimentality went away early in the morning.

"Aunt Lin, what's the matter?"

"I can't play with you if I have nothing to do?" Lin Zhixuan asked back.

"Ah? No! No!" She said in a panic, afraid that Lin Zhixuan might misunderstand.

"Pfft," couldn't help laughing out loud, Lin Zhixuan smiled on the other end of the phone, "You are so sincere, don't you see that Aunt Lin is joking with you?"

"What an honest boy."

Wen Tingjun blushed immediately, this Aunt Lin was too childish and liked to play tricks on people.

"Do you have time today?" Lin Zhixuan asked while sitting in the ice cream shop staring at the dessert menu, her eyes sparkling.

Wen Tingjun nodded, remembering that Aunt Lin couldn't see at all, and hastily added, "Yes."

"Then choosing a day is worse than hitting the day. I'm at the Ice Cream and Dessert House at No. 138 Yingwu Road. Come here and I'll introduce my son to you. You two must have a common language when you are about the same age, so you can play well."

With his heart pounding, Wen Tingjun was full of joy and stammered, "Okay, okay, Aunt Lin, I'll be there right away."

He was about to meet those two best friends, and in his previous life, only these two people treated him sincerely without any selfish malice, but unfortunately, he still hurt their kindness for him because of Yan Mingfeng.

Obviously they have said it all, don't be foolish enough to believe everything Yan Mingfeng said, he has some little ideas of his own, but he just didn't listen...

They must have been very sad when they heard the news of his death, and felt depressed in an instant.

"Hey, isn't this kid too impatient? I didn't see it before." Lin Zhixuan was a little dazed looking at the screen where the phone was turned off, and asked her to say something she hadn't said: Be careful on the road, just these five words won't work ?

It's rare to meet such a silly and well-behaved child, who finally has a sense of accomplishment in raising a child as a parent, but he didn't give her a chance to show it.

The same goes for the two in my own family, who in turn raised her as a child and told her everything.

And don't easily believe people's nonsense, don't eat casually outside, don't do this, don't do that...

Hold your breath!Aggrieved!She was very angry, so, "little sister waiter, bring me two more cups of three-color ball ice cream for auntie, thank you."

"Okay, ah, aunt." The waitress looked at the "girl" who was about the same size as her and had a baby face and was wearing a luxurious Lolita dress. She was a little speechless. She was not very old. Why did she call herself an aunt and wanted to take her mouth? Cheap?But he still shouted obediently, the one who pays is the uncle!

……

Yan Mingfeng looked at the two sitting by the window with deep eyes.

"Young Master Yan, don't you want to go in?" Yan Yan watched as he was going to go to Mr. Wen's house by car, but met Wen Tingjun who got off the bus by chance, and let Yan Lang secretly follow him along the way like a thief.

The banquet is very speechless. It's not that he likes this Mr. Wen, so he chases after him like a crazy stalker, always secretly following people to see them go home, or going to various places, but not meeting people.

"No more." Yan Mingfeng stared at Wen Tingjun and the woman sitting across from him with a complex expression, not knowing how to face the man he loved.

Wen Tingjun's concern for Xiao Yanming in the car that night still remained in his mind. When he tried to reach out to wipe away the tears on his face again, he violently waved away the hand that touched his cheek.

His eyes were full of pain and struggle: "Yan San, in the future, we will not meet again unless necessary, and Yan Mingfeng will appear, and I will come to see you again.

"Why?!" Xiao Yan Mingfeng was very innocent and irritable. He found out that he liked Wen Tingjun very much and wanted to pursue him. He was obviously by his side. Why did he suddenly feel far away from him!

"Why? Don't you understand? You and him are one person after all! I died because of him! It's also because of you in the future that I came back to the present!"

These words are finally like a gust of wind blowing away the fog called whitewashing peace.

Yan Mingfeng's heart in his body felt as if he had been pricked by a needle, and he curled up in pain.

Xiao Yan Mingfeng's eyes widened, and he argued weakly: "But that's the future me, not the present me."

"Isn't it all the same?" Wen Tingjun forced a smile, "He didn't love me, so he let others kill him. You just said that you don't love me either. If you still want to be friends with me, let's keep a distance. This is the safest distance for you and me."

"Do you know? In fact, every time I see you, I think of Yan Mingfeng. I feel very sad. Why does he pester me?" times? "Knowing that he shouldn't spread his anger on Xiao Yan Mingfeng, he still said it, maybe because he gradually saw Xiao Yan Mingfeng's tolerance for him.

He is really a bad person, hurting a person who is good to him.

Xiao Yanming was at a loss for words, obviously facing his future self, he was so eloquent just now that he couldn't speak a word.

At this time, he was also speechless to Wen Tingjun, his heart ached as if being tightly tightened by an invisible thread, and he couldn't struggle.

The atmosphere in the car was very stiff, until Wen Tingjun got out of the car, he didn't think of a word, how can I say that he actually fell in love with him and wanted to pursue him, but if he said that, I'm afraid it would only be regarded as To tease him with a joke, he can only watch people leave his sight.

"It's all about you, and Junjun doesn't want to see me." Little Yan Mingfeng whispered to Yan Mingfeng.

"But I'm you." Yan Mingfeng smiled wryly.

The two were silent.

……

Lying on the bed, Xiao Yanming remembered Wen Tingjun's sad face asking him if he could not meet again. His pitiful and afraid appearance made Xiao Yanming's heart ache.

Maybe it was stimulated.

No one knew that Xiao Yan Mingfeng developed a high fever that night.

Yan Mingfeng in his body also curled up uncomfortable and fell to the ground, the memories of the two were confused and fused.

Scene after scene of memory images flashed, and finally stayed on Wen Tingjun's tightly closed eyes, covered in blood.

"So he is really dead in the future, right?" Xiao Yan Mingfeng's hand pierced through Wen Tingjun who was lying in the morgue with a pale face, feeling that he was about to lose his breath.

This person who loves to laugh is so quiet and motionless, which makes people feel chills in the heart.

Both Yan San and Yan Mingfeng's painful brains seemed to explode.

In a daze, Yan Mingfeng seemed to hear Xiao Yanmingfeng's voice, "Perhaps you are right, you are me, and I am you."

"I seem to be disappearing." A somewhat panicked tone.

"I just realized that my heart has changed so fast, I really fell in love with Junjun." Xiao Yanmingfeng, who was obviously just jealous at first, and who called Wen Tingjun's nickname to Yanmingfeng as a joke, is now full of pain shout.

"Why should it be me who wants to disappear, not you? It is you who will hurt people in the next eight years, but what if it is me who wants to disappear!"

The voice gradually weakened.

Yan Mingfeng was affected by the high fever, and he felt as if he was going to be roasted by fire.

But I still heard Xiao Yan Mingfeng's last sentence clearly: "Don't break his heart again, this time, love him well." The tone was full of resignation and unspeakable sadness.

"Remember that you are me, and I am you, don't let him down." The voice gradually faded away.

Delirious, the person lying on the bed was hot and cold, and his body seemed to be roasted by a volcano.

Yan Mingfeng's handsome face was covered with drops of sweat.

Finally in the early morning, the painful look slowly calmed down.

Opening his eyes, this time he felt the absolute fit of body and soul, and he no longer had the feeling of being squeezed away at any time.

But he was a little sad and sad in his heart. He knew that Xiao Yanmingfeng was already an existence in the past tense. All the memories came back to his mind, and his feelings were also accepted. It turned out that the present him is more beautiful than the future one. I fell in love with Junjun early.

From the moment he met Wen Tingjun in all the memories, he is in every corner of the memories.

As long as I think of him, I can't help but feel a little happy.

Even though he knew that he was himself eight years ago, Yan Mingfeng felt that he was really a villain. He killed his "self" who loved Wen Tingjun with all his heart, took over his body, and felt a sense of guilt.

He couldn't face Wen Tingjun for a while, he knew that with Wen Tingjun's personality, if he found out that it was because he "killed" Yan San, he would definitely feel more guilty than him.

The authorities are obsessed, but the bystanders are clear. In Wen Tingjun's eyes, he and Yansan have actually been treated as two people, otherwise why would he treat his former self so gently.

The person he loves is right in front of his eyes, but he doesn't want to see him so much, and at this moment, he doesn't dare to see him.

……

Looking at the person who was talking about something with a relaxed smile on his face, Yan Mingfeng suddenly said: "Go and find out who the woman next to Cha Junjun is."

"Yes." Yan Yan was expressionless, complaining in his heart, he felt more and more that Yan Shao was like a pervert, every day he investigated what Mr. Wen did today, what he planned to do tomorrow, or who he met...

And often let Yan Lang drive him to follow Mr. Wen, watching him go home, idiot...

No one saw a lame man taking pictures of Yan Mingfeng's car and Wen Tingjun with his mobile phone.

There was a malicious smile on his face.

This bastard climbed onto a tall branch by himself, obviously he could help him pay off his debts, but he hid and kicked him away, causing his legs to be broken by the debt collectors, and he was sent to the hospital because he missed the best treatment It's time, and the leg is limping: "You son of a bitch, you wait." The man who muttered looked at a bunch of photos taken on his mobile phone and showed a malicious smile.