A ventriloquist is reborn in the 21st century

"En." Ji Shi replied in a young voice, but didn't ask any extra words.

"Where are you?" Qin Yufeng said in a hurry.

"Drizzle Tower." Ji Shinian stood beside the carved wooden bed in the private room, looking at the antique palace lantern outside, with complex emotions in his eyes that couldn't be concealed, including expectations, nervousness, and many other inexplicable things.

Qin Yufeng thought of the quaint restaurant that Ji Shinian took him to the night they met for the second time in his mind, and said, "You, wait for me, can you? I have something to tell you."

"Okay." Ji Shinian didn't ask what it was, and when he hung up the phone, he took a deep breath and murmured, "I'll wait for you."

The Xiaoyu Building is built in a deep alley with winding paths, and even larger cars can't get in. The driver sent Qin Yufeng to the entrance of the alley, and then left. Qin Yufeng closed the car and walked quickly towards the inside , he pressed his abdomen tightly with one hand, and walked in three steps in two steps. The lanterns on the heavy porch hit the bluestone-paved alleyway, reflecting shadowy shadows.

From the entrance of the alley to the Xiaoyu Building, it was only a ten-minute journey, but Qin Yufeng's heart was gradually filled with unspeakable anxiety. He always felt that if he was one step late, he would miss some of his life's expectations.

As the pain in his body intensified, Qin Yufeng's footsteps became weak and staggered. He supported the walls on both sides of the alleyway, stretched out his hands and wiped the cold sweat that was continuously oozing from his face, and then took a few deep breaths.

When he walked forward, he felt that every step he took weighed more than a thousand catties, and he walked for a while, and his body was finally overwhelmed. His eyes darkened, and he slipped and fell under the faint corner of the wall. The body, usually seems to be able to support the world, but at such... such an important moment, it seems like a towering building, dying to collapse!

At the moment when he lost consciousness, Qin Yufeng's mind was full of Ji Shinian's appearance, and an uncontrollable sadness filled his heart.

Ji Shinian stood by the window, the time passed by, and the night gradually darkened, but he never waited for the figure he was thinking about.

Under the deep silence of the night, the dew became deeper, and the moisture wetted the hair on his forehead, and his cheeks were cooled by the evening wind, and even a faint blue color appeared. After an unknown period of time, the staff of the restaurant came over and said It was time to proofread, Ji Shinian turned around stiffly, he dialed Qin Yufeng's cell phone with the last hope, the phone rang for a while, and finally it showed that he was not in the service area.

"Boom——" The phone in his hand fell on the wooden floor with a dull sound, and Ji Shinian took a few steps back, leaning against the wooden window behind him, and the last gleam of hope in his eyes finally disappeared .

"Mr. Ji, are you okay?" The staff was taken aback by his appearance, and wanted to help him in a panic, but Ji Shinian waved his hand away coldly.

Ji Shinian calmed down and calmed down his thoughts. He took the mobile phone picked up by the staff and strode outside. The cool wind outside the house blew on his face and body, completely cooling the cell phone. It's hard to be warmed by someone's heart.

Originally, the return time of the art troupe was April No. 18, but Qin Yufeng did not come back. Yang Bei called and asked his colleagues, but no one in the troupe could tell why, and he was inexplicable. A little uneasy, after waiting for a few days, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, bought a plane ticket and flew back to Yancheng. He was inconvenient and didn't carry much, so he carried a light backpack.

The moment he got off the plane, looking at Yancheng, which he hadn’t seen for more than a year, Yang Bei felt as if he had lived here since he was very young, and this city recorded his ignorance and ignorance in childhood. , the confusion and confusion of youth, the passionate struggle after meeting that person, and the precious warmth and warmth to him... Then, like a dream, after the short-term happiness and longing, the coming It's a desolation that people don't want to face.

Yang Bei leaned on a single crutch and walked slowly on the way out of the airport. It has been more than a year, and no one can remember him as a movie star who was once short-lived.

After walking for a while, his legs became unbearable. He found a place to sit and dialed Qin Yufeng's phone number, but there was still no one there. The city of smoke is so big that he didn't know where to start. In the end, he had no choice but reached out and dialed the number that made him want to avoid it.

When Yu Jinshao rushed to the airport, he seemed to have a heart-to-heart connection, and saw the figure sitting on the flower bed by the square at a glance, and felt a dull touch somewhere in his heart, and he couldn't help but ran over.

Looking at the young man sitting there with his head slightly lowered, Yu Jinshao called softly: "Xiao Bei."

Yang Bei's body froze, and then he raised his head quickly. He reached out and took the crutches that were leaning on the side, and stood up with support.

Yu Jinshao couldn't help looking at him carefully, the boy in front of him seemed to have grown taller, but he was getting thinner, but he hadn't seen him for a year, his face became more and more delicate, and there was a trace of thick twilight hidden between his brows. Worrying, Yu Jinshao felt a soreness climb up his heart.

Yu Jinshao thought, such worries should not hang on his face, this young man should be bright, stubborn and free and easy.

Unexpectedly, he slowly raised his hand to caress the center of Yang Bei's eyebrows, and gently stroked the other's forehead with his thumb, as if he wanted to smooth out the wrinkles there.

Yang Bei was stunned for a moment, and when he raised his head, he bumped into the deep eyes of the other party, as if being burned by the emotion in his eyes, he subconsciously took a step back, and ended up tripping on the steps behind him, straight back face down.

Yu Jinshao quickly supported him, and his hand hurriedly wrapped around Yang Bei's waist. With such a touch, he felt the other's weight loss more and more. He looked down at the young man in his arms. , said: "How can you be so thin?"

The emotions in his eyes were very complicated, like pity and heartache, Yang Bei's heart trembled inexplicably, and then lost his speed. He didn't have time to think about the sudden emotions, he quickly opened his eyes, and then stood with a cane Straighten up.

Yu Jinshao felt his strangeness, and withdrew his hand in due course.

"Mr. Yu..." Yang Bei didn't know how to speak, but he had no one to talk to in Yancheng, so he could only find him after deliberation, "You have a lot of contacts in Yancheng, can you help me find me?" Brother, he hasn't heard from him for the past few days."

"What? Can't you contact him?" When Yu Jinshao said this, he couldn't help but sneer, but the anxious Yang Bei didn't notice it. He nodded and said, "He usually It won't be like this, will it... will something happen?"

"Don't worry, I'll let someone help you find it!" Yu Jinshao said so, but he couldn't help but slander him in his heart. He is a tall man, and if anything happens, he will definitely do it even if something happens to him. Hiding like a shrinking turtle, where can anything happen?

Thinking this way in my heart, I remembered Ji Shinian's appearance at the wedding the day before yesterday. The man was wearing a black suit. Although his pale face showed no expression, Yu Jinshao felt that this man seemed to have cut out his heart. The diffuse indifference is shocking. It doesn't look like a happy wedding. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a funeral.

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Title: "Teacher" also known as "The Unworthy Descendents Revive the Old Ancestors", "When the Emperor Taizong Reborn as the Teacher of His Great-grandson of the N Generation"

Copywriting: The Emperor Pei Ye passed away

He has made great achievements in this life, created a peaceful and prosperous world, and has no regrets in this life

But when I woke up, I found that 300 years after my rebirth, I almost died of anger when I saw that the great country I had worked so hard to build was devastated by future generations.

Everyone in the world knows that the son of the General's family can read at one year old, compose poetry at two years old, ride a bow and shoot horse at ten years old, has little morality and intelligence, and can recite books after reading a book, but he doesn't know how powerful a person is hidden in this young body. soul

Foreign enemies invaded and the country was in turmoil. He set off to fight at the age of 14 and became a prince and tutor in the [-]th dynasty. He tried his best to cultivate an heir who could take on great responsibilities. Seeing the child getting better and better, Pei Ye was very relieved, but one day, He was surprised that there was something beyond his control...

Pei Ye spurted out a mouthful of old blood into the sky, this unworthy descendant...