After rebirth, the scumbags all favor me

Zhong Ran said that the more Jin Yao's memory recovers, the more difficult it will be for him to distinguish between the past and the present. During this process, the worst case is to split into a second personality.

The bloody breath surged up from his chest, and Xu Zeen swallowed a burst of bloody heat in his throat. He managed to squeeze out a comforting smile, but his pale face and red eye sockets made his smile uglier than crying, and he opened his eyes. Opening his mouth, his voice was so hoarse that he could only make a breathy sound: "It's okay, I was choked."

Jin Yao looked at him suspiciously, Xu Zeen turned around and sent a message with his mobile phone.

In just one breath, that Uncle Li appeared at the door, knocking lightly on the door panel: "Master Yao, I'll take you to your room, and you can see what's wrong."

Jin Yao was puzzled, but Xu Ze'en kept his back to him, and Uncle Li smiled very kindly again, so he had no choice but to touch the back of his head and follow the uncle.

Hearing the footsteps of the two of them leaving, Xu Zeen couldn't hold back any longer. He spurted blood from his throat. His legs were weak and he knelt down on the ground. The pain in his lungs was so painful that he could hardly breathe.

It shouldn't be like this, Jin Yao came back to break up with the tragic past, it was God's compensation for them, Xu Zeen wanted him to only remember those beautiful and happy things, Xu Zeen only wanted him to continue There are only flowers and sunshine in my life, instead of letting the past hurt and bloody repeat itself again.

Jin Yao's id personality is fairly peaceful towards Xu Zeen, but the second personality is full of resentment towards Xu Zeen, which is a monstrous hatred that wants to kill him.

how so?Even the former Jin Yao never hated him like this. When he hated him the most, Jin Yao would still save him...

Bits of blood spattered on the light yellow carpet, the violent burst of pain entangled every nerve in his body, the blood crazily hit his eardrums, all the blood vessels clamored to burst, Xu Zeen curled up on the ground , his overwhelmed body issued a high-pitched alarm. He grabbed the ground with his head, like a beast that had been severely injured to the point of broken bones. He could only use a roar to express his heart-piercing pain. It is hot and silent.

The room that Uncle Li arranged for Jin Yao was next to Xu Zeen's. Compared with the 1.2-meter small bed and the quaint tables and chairs that could fit into an exhibition hall, Jin Yao's room is a well-deserved master bedroom of a wealthy family.

A cloakroom is bigger than Jin Yao's own house.

At first, Jin Yao thought this was Xu Zeen's bedroom, but when Uncle Li explained that Xu Zeen bought the clothes here for him, Jin Yao couldn't help being surprised: "I've only seen him for a few hours, where did he come from?" buying clothes?"

Uncle Li patiently explained: "Mr. will add clothes for you every season. He said that you will come back one day. Take a look, these should be your size."

Color, style, size, every piece of clothing is what Jin Yao likes, even underwear, Jin Yao's scalp is a little numb.

He looked around the four-walled glass cloakroom, where the assortment of items looked like a showcase in a shopping mall. His gaze slowly passed over the rows of shirts, sweaters, formal clothes, down, coats, and T-shirts. There were thousands of them. Hundreds of pairs of shoes in different styles were neatly arranged, and there were also countless watches, cuffs, and tie clips in the whole cabinet... Jin Yao suddenly felt an indescribable depression in his heart.

The central air conditioner was running well, and Jin Yao's forehead was dripping with sweat. He casually took out a paper towel placed on the small table next to the shoe cabinet and wiped his forehead. The small word "Yao".

He picked up the exquisite wooden tissue box, and sure enough, he found a "Yao" enclosed in a circle in the center of the bottom. He opened the closet again and took out a shirt, which was also embroidered with "Yao" on the back collar. With the word "Yao", Jin Yao felt the hairs all over his body explode, and he closed the cabinet door with a bang: "I don't live in this room, is there another room?"

Uncle Li was startled, and carefully said: "If you are not satisfied, I will immediately..."

"This house is too damn infiltrating, your boss must be mentally ill!" Jin Yao blurted out, this feeling of being controlled by others is too bad, as if Xu Zeen created such a The majestic Crystal Palace is firmly on the sidelines, waiting for him to sneak in.

Uncle Li was also a little confused. When a normal person sees something like this, he knows that someone is thinking about him, and his name is engraved on all the items. Shouldn't he be moved?Why is this Young Master Yao's brain circuit different from others!

Of course, Jin Yao was not moved. Based on his limited understanding of Xu Zeen, combined with the dense and small scars on the palm of that person, he only felt that Xu Zeen probably had a very serious paranoid disorder. Fornication, the shame of being delusional and violated.

Uncle Li's purpose is to satisfy what Yao Shao needs. He doesn't even need to ask Xu Zeen for instructions, and directly takes Jin Yao to a guest room at the end of the corridor.

The space is average, tidy and clean, with a bed and a table. Uncle Li brought Jin Yao a laptop, and Jin Yao nodded with satisfaction. This is like a place where he lives alone.

It was almost early morning, and Xu Zeen didn't show up again. Jin Yao took a shower and opened his notebook, looked for some information about the Mianbei jungle, and opened EM habitually before shutting down, when a message popped up unexpectedly.

The message came from 01132219. Jin Yao raised his eyebrows. He lives in the same building as Xu Zeen. Why did this person send him a message?

Jin Yao looked on curiously:

Jin Yao, passing by the stone tablet on the mountain road today, I suddenly remembered the scene of you "visiting here" under the tablet, and remembered your stupid look at that time. You thought you took a lot of photos, but in fact you didn't have any.

Now I want to take a picture of you here, and I don't know how long I have to wait.

I was behind your back that day, and you kept asking me a silly question, when did I fall in love with you?

I didn't answer, I can't say the answer, you are engraved on my heart, the person who can free my soul every day and night, you have been with me for decades, you have been fused with me for a long time, and grew up The rib in my body, you are the life that I gain and lose, and lose and regain, and I can no longer give up.

You'll never know, I love you more than you know...

There is still a long string of characters behind, but Jin Yao can't see it clearly no matter what, as if it has been covered with a layer of mosaic. He sits up straight and wants to take a closer look, but finds that the message has disappeared. There is only The starry sky blue background is gradually changing colors, colorful and colorful.

Jin Yao rubbed his eyes, and he threw off the quilt with a huff.

"Sir," Uncle Li walked into Xu Zeen's room, tried his best to ignore the gauze wrapped around his master's neck, and dutifully reported, "Master Yao has already rested."

Xu Zeen was leaning on the head of the bed with his eyes half-closed. The family doctor was giving him an infusion. The thin needle pierced into the tendons on the back of his hand, and the cold liquid rushed into the blood vessels, bringing a slight chill.

The infusion line of the drip bottle slanted down beside his cheek, Xu Zeen raised his eyes lightly, and Uncle Li continued, "Master Yao didn't like the previous room, so I arranged for him to live in the guest room."

Xu Zeen nodded, but Jin Yao's voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "Xu Zeen, are you there?"

The doctor didn't even have time to stop him, Xu Zeen had already pulled out the needle, and signaled Uncle Li to hide the vials, while he himself immediately took out a turtleneck sweater to tightly cover the injured neck.

Uncle Li went to open the door, and Jin Yao probed into the room: "Huh, there are so many people?"

Xu Zeen walked over with a smile, he waved the doctor and Uncle Li to go out, the doctor hesitated and said, "Sir, you must..."

"Get out." Xu Zeen hoarse voice, the volume is not high, but extremely coercive.

Jin Yao looked at the white coat and said clearly: "Are you sick? Are you seeing a doctor? Then I'll talk about it tomorrow—"

"No," Xu Zeen swallowed hard, his throat hurt badly, and every word he said seemed to be cut by a blade, but he still smiled happily, "Didn't you go to rest? Call me for something urgent ?"

He sat down beside his bed, patted the empty seat next to him: "Sit down and talk."

Jin Yao hooked a pulley chair in the room with one foot, and the chair gurgled around, and Jin Yao pressed the back of the chair to fix it, and he straddled up on it, and faced Xu Zeen, straight to the ground Q: "Did you message me again?"

Xu Zeen was startled: "What did you see?"

Jin Yao frowned, but his face flushed uncontrollably: "Are you playing with me? Did you use some kind of Trojan horse? Why did the information disappear after a while?"

"Tell me first, the content of the information you saw." Xu Zeen said softly.

"You don't know what you wrote yourself?"

"I've written many things," Xu Zeen coughed lightly, swallowed again, suppressing the sharp pain in his throat, "I'm not sure which one it is."

Jin Yao lowered his eyes and pursed his lips: "That's the one, seeing the stele... a visit here... you'll never know..."

Jin Yao skipped the most disgusting words, and recalled, "Far away, do you recognize...what do you recognize? What's behind it?"

Xu Ze'en's brows twitched fiercely, his eyes were dark and ugly, his body was trembling slightly, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"What exactly are you writing?" Jin Yao finally became impatient seeing Xu Zeen's silence for a long time.

"You'll never know," Xu Zeen's pupils locked onto Jin Yao's face, not daring to let go of any subtle expressions on his face, and he said slowly in a hoarse voice, "I love you far before you know me , there are thousands of people in the world, only you were born for me, and I was born for you—"

Jin Yao only felt a chill, and he couldn't listen anymore. He pointed at Xu Ze'en with one hand, and said angrily, "You are not allowed to write such disgusting things to me in the future! Do you hear me!"

He rushed towards the door angrily, then remembered something, and suddenly turned around: "Then why can't I reply to your message?"

The wattage of the incandescent lamp in the room was very high, Jin Yao didn't notice that Xu Zeen's face was almost as white as paper, and his lips were bloodless, full of bitterness and desolation.

Xu Zeen's voice was almost trembling: "...that's just a small Trojan horse, do you want to message me back?"

"I knew it!" Jin Yao viciously compared his middle fingers, "Stop playing tricks!"

The door was closed by Jin Yao with a "bang", Xu Zeen couldn't hold on any longer, and almost fell limp on his own bed.

That night, Jin Yao originally thought that he would not be able to sleep, but he fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, and when he woke up the next day he felt refreshed, and he even talked about his relationship with Xu Ze'en.

Jin Yao drew three lines in his heart. The first one was that he had to get along with Xu Zeen and retrieve his lost memories as soon as possible. On this point, he accepted Xu Zeen's favor.

The second is his subconscious vigilance and defense against Xu Zeen, which stems from the damage left by past memories.

One grievance and one grievance, one write off.

The third way is that he tries his best to coexist peacefully with Xu Zeen, neither close nor estranged, neither favoritism nor prejudice, whether they are unfamiliar or familiar, they are both adults if they talk about human feelings or not, and there is no possibility of resurgence of old feelings, nor There is no need to rattle.

Jin Yao touched the phone to check the time, and then got up to wash up neatly. Even in an unfamiliar environment, Jin Yao would stick to the habit of doing morning exercises at five o'clock. As soon as he tidied up and opened the door, Xu Zeen rolled in.

"Fuck! Why are you sitting at my door!" Jin Yao was really shocked.

Xu Zeen himself was also quite frightened. He had fallen asleep leaning against Jin Yao's door the night before. At this moment, he slowly sat up on the ground, rubbed his eyes blankly, and looked at Jin Yao squatting beside him. In front of him, he couldn't help but smiled happily.

The smile was very bright and radiant, but Jin Yao noticed that Xu Ze'en's face was very ugly, with black circles under the eyelids, dry and bloodless lips, and the central air conditioner in the room was running so hard that he was actually wearing a thick turtleneck sweater.

This morbid appearance made Jin Yao stunned.

In a daze, Xu Zeen had already consciously pulled himself up from the ground by grabbing Jin Yao's arm. Leaning against the hard door all night, Xu Zeen felt that the entire shoulder was not his own, numb and stiff, making him act like a wooden man .

Jin Yao couldn't help frowning: "You are really... Hey! You should see a doctor more than me, don't you have a tendency to self-abuse? Let me tell you, self-abuse and self-mutilation are all stupid things, your Does the housekeeper not care about you?"

Xu Zeen didn't speak, but looked at Jin Yao smiling, his eyes filled with tenderness, and he said softly, "Can I accompany you to morning exercises?"

"Why is your voice so hoarse?" Jin Yao was taken aback.

Xu Zeen touched his throat helplessly: "It's...is it unpleasant? It's a bit inflamed, I've been hung up on the water..."

"You sat at my door all night?"

Xu Zeen said cautiously: "I wanted to come over to see you, but I was afraid of waking you up, so I sat by the door for a while and fell asleep accidentally."

Jin Yao was suddenly stabbed by this gesture of sincerity and fear.

"If you don't feel well, don't go to the morning exercise," Jin Yao waved his hand, "It's better to rest!"

Xu Zeen raised his eyebrows, his expression and voice were full of joy: "Jin Yao, I'm so happy that you care about me."

Jin Yao's face twitched, and he said sincerely: "I think it makes sense for you to have a bad voice. Every time you speak, I get goosebumps. Say less, silence is golden!"

Xu Zeen looked at him helplessly and amusedly.

Jin Yao waved his hand: "Don't follow, I'll go by myself!"

But Xu Zeen was not willing to listen, and followed Jin Yao's footsteps, so Jin Yao turned back and walked back. Xu Zeen immediately guessed what he was going to do, and before he could stop him, Jin Yao had already opened the sliding door and jumped down from the balcony on the second floor , By the time Xu Zeen chased him to the window and looked down, Jin Yao had already disappeared.

Every morning in the past, Jin Yao was like this. He opened the sliding door and jumped out from the balcony. He never liked to walk through the door, but at that time, he would wait downstairs for Xu Zeen to come down slowly, and then the two of them would go there. Practice martial arts in the kung fu room, and one goes to the study room to endorse.

Before dawn, the air was cold in the winter morning. Xu Zeen held the window frame with both hands, and sighed lingering in the empty room. In the distance, the lights of Nanhu Manor gradually lit up. In the corner, but as long as there is him in this world of fireworks, there will be warmth everywhere.

Jin Yao got out of the small building and ran along the "Z" shaped main road. He arrived late last night, and the garden was completely silent, but now there are people coming and going everywhere. Everyone who sees him will retreat to the side of the road and look down. He called him "Master Yao".

Jin Yao's scalp was numb from the yelling, so he quickened his pace and ran all the way to the gate. He remembered that on the way there last night, he saw a road sign from the gate to the stone tablet, marking that the distance was exactly five kilometers.

When he got out of the gate, he stopped in his footsteps, and walked to a corner by a ghost. The wall was densely covered with vines such as ivy and petunias. A dark blue locomotive was exposed, with beautiful streamlines and a shiny paint body, shining brightly in the dark.

In a trance, a boy stepped on the motorcycle, and there was a roar. He smiled and turned to the other boy, "Come on! Brother will take you out to play!"

The locomotive shot into the boundless night like a shooting star and sharp arrow.

At that time in early summer, the night wind was just right, the locomotive was running fast, and there was a sense of refreshment. The shouts of the two teenagers pierced through the heavy night, and the picture that was finally frozen in front of Jin Yao was that the locomotive stopped suddenly. The boy turned around and kissed the lips of the boy behind him forcefully...

Kiss, kiss, kiss a fart!

Jin Yao exerted force with his fingertips, and snapped a rattan stick. He used the rattan stick as a whip, and violently swiped away the hazy and charming scene in front of him. The two people were separated as if they were shocked.

Following the eyes of the two teenagers, a car was parked not far away, the window was pulled down, revealing a face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Yo!" the man said, his voice was gloomy and cold, with malicious obscenity and ridicule, "I said who, dare to mess around on this mountain road, so it's you, fourth child!"

The car door opened, the man's black trousers were unwrinkled, and his black leather shoes stepped on the ground. When he walked slowly, the two children stiffened instantly.

"There are no rules and no rules, and you can't even bark alone?" The sharp voice was like a sharp weapon sliding over a whetstone, sending chills down the spine.

Xu Zeen called out in a low voice: "Third Brother."

"Hmm!" Xu Yanqin stared at Jin Yao with a pair of narrow and gloomy eyes, making no secret of his hunger, thirst and bloodthirsty desire. Jin Yao stared back, not to be outdone.

Xu Yanqin raised an eyebrow, and smiled sarcastically: "Is this how the fourth son taught you? Can't even tell who he is?"

Jin Yao gritted his teeth and shouted, "Third Young Master."

"I didn't expect that," Xu Yanqin smiled wickedly, he leaned down slightly, and first looked at Xu Zeen, "No wonder I use all the good and the bad, you just refuse to change bodyguards with me..."

His eyes shifted to Jin Yao's body, and it became very sticky and greasy. He smiled fiercely, and his tone was a little bit unwilling: "It's still good luck, fourth child. Jin Yao's muscles and bones must be delicious to eat. Excited..."

"Eat your mother!" Jin Yao was furious, but Xu Zeen, who was sitting behind him, pressed his shoulder.

Instead of being angry, Xu Yanqin smiled. The next second, he took out his mobile phone and shook it in front of Xu Zeen and Jin Yao. The expressions of the two teenagers suddenly changed. Xu Yanqin took pictures of the scene just now.

Xu Yanqin sighed with a "tsk tsk": "No wonder you are so loyal to you. I can't help but feel inferior to you. While bewitching Zhou Yansheng, you made Xiaoluan Tong submissive. Here's a piece of paper." A good face is different!"

Xu Ze'en's face didn't change, but Jin Yao could feel his fingers on his shoulder tightened obviously: "Third Brother, I'm overwhelmed."

Xu Yanqin smiled evilly, while shaking the phone: "Since it's a small thing, why don't you lend it to the third brother for two days?"

"What do you mean by borrowing or not?" Xu Zeen smiled faintly, "They are all my brothers..."

……

"Fuck you eight generations of ancestors!" At the end of the picture, Jin Yao almost vomited blood, like a young leopard in a rage, he ran towards the small building with raging rage all over his body.

Xu Zeen was sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, with a stack of documents on his knees. Chen Zhang and Situ stood on both sides of him, both holding folders full of files.

As soon as they stepped into this small building today, they felt that the atmosphere in the whole space was different, as if the whole building suddenly came to life. When Uncle Li saw them, even his usual polite smile deepened a bit. There are also more servants in the building, and there are people cleaning every corner.

When Xu Zeen came downstairs, he even had a smile on his face.

Chen Zhang and Situ looked at each other, and they both saw each other's doubts in each other's eyes. The boss hasn't smiled for two years. What kind of spring breeze blows the earth today and melts this iceberg?

Xu Zeen ordered a lot of Chinese breakfast to Uncle Li, including preserved egg and lean meat porridge, small soup dumplings with crab powder, millet pumpkin cake, fried dumplings with mushrooms and chicken, sausage and potato pancakes, and tea eggs...

Chen Zhang swallowed "gudong", and came to South Lake Manor every morning to report on work regardless of the weather. This was the first time the boss ordered someone to prepare breakfast for them, and Secretary Chen was immediately flattered.

However, Xu Zeen's last words terrified him: "Let the kitchen prepare the ingredients, and I will do it myself."

"Old, old..." Chen Zhang was so excited that he didn't even know where to put his hands, "You don't need to cook yourself, we can eat whatever we want."

Both Uncle Li and Situ looked at Chen Zhang speechlessly, and even Xu Zeen was speechless for a while.

So, when Xu Zeen sat on the sofa and began to read the documents, Situ and Chen Zhang had an in-depth exchange of eyes.

Situ: Do you think the boss cooks breakfast for you?What a face you have!

Chen Zhang: Isn't it?He would never eat so much food for himself!

Situ: Didn't you see that the atmosphere is not right today?

Chen Zhang: You can see it, the atmosphere is super good!

Situ: So you still don't see it?

Chen Zhang: What do you see?

Situ: This garden has a new owner!

Chen Zhang: Nani?Fuck!

Special Assistant Situ and Secretary Chen communicated without any hindrance in this exchange of eyebrows, so when a figure like a meteor arrow shot towards him, none of them had time to protect their boss immediately.

Xu Zeen felt a figure appearing in front of him raised his head reflexively, and the next moment he was lifted up by his collar. Jin Yao's small universe was on fire, his hair was sparkling with hissing sparks. Xu Zeen looked at him in astonishment As soon as the word "Jin" came out of his mouth, he bent down with a muffled grunt.

Jin Yao's hand is very skillful, the part above the abdomen and the ribs down close to the stomach is very soft and fragile, the blow will be unbearably painful but no scars will be left, Xu Zeen's face turned pale all of a sudden, cold sweat drenched his sweater However, the emotion deeper than the pain was that he was at a loss. He hugged his stomach and gasped for air, and looked at Jin Yao innocently.