Wearing a little crying bag as a paranoid villain [Transmigration Book]

Chu Xuan didn't know Yan Mengsheng was going abroad until he saw Yan Mengsheng packing his luggage.

"Brother, how long are you going to be abroad?" Chu Xuan sat on the bed, swinging his short legs.

Yan Mengsheng folded a small blue shirt and said softly: "It may take a few years."

Chu Xuan nodded, although he was thinking that Yan Mengsheng would go abroad for a few years and maybe he would complete the task and return to the real world, but he felt a little reluctant in his heart.

"Xiao Xuan will miss you." Chu Xuan said.

The movements of Yan Mengsheng's hands slowed down, his eyelids drooped so that people could not see the light in his eyes clearly, so he responded lightly.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day when Yan Mengsheng boarded the plane. Chu Xuan and Yan Bo arrived at the airport with him.

Yan Bo told some things, and said that there was someone to meet him and the follow-up arrangements, etc. Yan Mengsheng listened without saying a word.

After Yan Bo finished speaking, Chu Xuan walked to Yan Mengsheng's side and gently pulled his big hand.

Yan Mengsheng lowered his eyes to look at Chu Xuan who raised his small face, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

"You have to pay attention to your body over there." Chu Xuan's milky voice was soft and waxy.

Yan Mengsheng rubbed his hair lightly, and said in a loose voice, "Don't worry."

The time was almost up, Yan Mengsheng dragged the suitcase and walked towards the inside, only to see his back disappearing inside without turning his head once.

Chu Xuan was a little disappointed, he kept walking forward without looking back at them.

But it doesn't matter, completing the task and going home early is the top priority.

After returning home, suddenly there was no one to argue with him, it seemed that there was a big void in his life, and it took him a while to get used to it.

……

When Yan Mengsheng was not at home, Chu Xuan occasionally went to play with Che Wenshu, and went shopping together if he had nothing to do.

Che Wenshu never finds him annoying, and almost responds to his requests, and his gentleness is really delightful.

Chu Xuan and Che Wenshu came to a fried chicken restaurant and sat in a row. After a few pieces of fried chicken were served on the table, Che Wenshu carefully put on disposable gloves for Chu Xuan, and then put them on himself.

This time when Che Wenshu rolled up his sleeves and put on disposable gloves, Chu Xuan saw clearly that his right wrist was actually a tattoo, or a very vicious skull.

Chu Xuan held the fried chicken in a daze, thinking carefully in his heart, does such a gentle person have a hobby of tattooing?But he doesn't have any other tattoos, and the location of this tattoo is also very secret...

"Why doesn't Xiaoxuan eat?" Che Wenshu's voice was lukewarm.

"Brother, you have a tattoo on your wrist." Chu Xuan and Che Wenshu looked at each other, and it could be seen that the latter was slightly surprised, and then lowered his gaze.

The smile on Che Wenshu's face almost disappeared. When he saw Chu Xuan's hand trying to pull his right hand, he subconsciously wanted to hide, but he heard the next sentence, "Does it hurt?"

Che Wenshu remained silent this time, with no expression on his face, and suppressed the smile on his lips.

Seeing his reaction, Chu Xuan knew it without thinking.

"Since it hurts, why do you need tattoos?" Chu Xuan's voice was soft, and his beautiful big eyes were full of doubts.

Exposing the tattoo on his wrist, Che Wenshu's gaze fell firmly on the tattoo, his eyes crazily suppressing the resentment in his eyes.

——In my previous life, I believed in Yan Mengsheng so much, and I was willing to make friends with him, because I wanted to exchange my sincerity for this rare friendship.But it was also because I cared too much about this friendship and Yan Mengsheng's words that I ended up being suppressed, depressed and committed suicide in my previous life.

The reason he tattooed this skull is to keep him from forgetting all the things in his previous life, and in this life, Yan Meng will pay with his blood.

Turning his eyes slightly, he looked at Chu Xuan's fair and tender face. All he did to him before was to see how much Yan Mengsheng cared about this child. If he really cared enough to sacrifice his life for this child, then the next step is to It's good to start a revenge plan.

Although Yan Mengsheng went abroad, he will come back sooner or later...

"Xiao Xuan is still young, you don't understand adults' affairs." Che Wenshu stroked Chu Xuan's hair tenderly, with a magnetic and gentle voice.

Che Wenshu didn't want to say anything, so Chu Xuan stopped asking.

But the more Chu Xuan looked at the ugly skull, the more he felt that something was weird, and then he couldn't say it for a while.

……

A year has passed, and the ancient costume fairy tale drama he participated in was also broadcast, and the response and reputation were very good. Yan Fu also won many awards for this drama and successfully entered the first-line male star.

Maybe he will be able to leave the world of books in a year or two, and it won't be more than three years at the latest... Chu Xuan lay on the bed thinking this way.

As a result, in a blink of an eye...

When Chu Xuan was in elementary school, Yan Mengsheng came back five times.

In junior high school, Yan Mengsheng came back four times.

The last time I met Yan Mengsheng was in the first year of high school. After that, Yan Mengsheng had to work hard to run the company, and he was very busy studying, so the two of them always missed it.

Chu Xuan once again studied the nine-year compulsory education and the three-year high school education, and he was almost vomited. He answered the questions casually every time he took the exam, and never reviewed before the exam. He was admitted to a school at the level of "Tsinghua University and Peking University" in the book.

In the past ten years, Chu Xuan has been driven crazy. There is only one doubt in his heart...

Why... the fuck can't go back!

why! ! !

At the moment when he received the admission notice, Chu Xuan collapsed, not knowing what the problem was.

He investigated more than once, Fang Zhen went abroad, Qi Zhenhe also broke up with Fang Zhen, nothing went wrong, Qi Wencheng was not hurt by Yan Mengsheng, Yan Bo was still alive and well, and neither was Che Wenshu. Like the storyline in the book, she is still friends with Yan Mengsheng.

The bright pearls should all disappear, but this one seemed to grow on his wrist.

Chu Xuan lay sleepily on the window sill, looking depressed, even a little listless.

The people in the distance seemed to have spotted him and walked towards him.

With his chin resting on his arm, Chu Xuan squinted his eyes at the person who came. The person was wearing a white and yellow checked sweater, denim shorts and a pair of white sneakers.After seeing the figure, Chu Xuan slowly lowered his eyes, still looking depressed.

"What's the matter? Why are you so sad recently?" Qi Wencheng walked to him, looked at the admission notice he got, and said, "It's obviously a good thing."

Chu Xuan lazily raised his eyes and sighed, "Brother, you don't understand me."

Qi Wencheng looked at Chu Xuan's natural brown curly hair, couldn't help rubbing it with his hands, but was waved down by Chu Xuan's hand, and said lazily: "Stop making trouble."

Qi Wencheng sat next to him, looking at the fair-skinned and gentle young man in front of him, he couldn't help asking: "What's the matter, tell me?"

Chu Xuan sighed in his heart, but he didn't show it on the face, he stood up from the chair, "It's nothing, bro, let me go out for a walk."

"it is good."

Chu Xuan and Qi Wencheng went to a nearby large park, chatting while walking.

"Xiaoxuan, does Dad know that you are admitted to this university?" Qi Wencheng asked.

Chu Xuan shook his head, "I didn't tell him."

"If you tell Dad about this, he will be very happy."

Chu Xuan didn't say a word.

Seeing that Chu Xuan was not very interested in this topic, Qi Wencheng thought of something and asked, "Are you missing your brother?"

"It's okay." Chu Xuan said indifferently, he couldn't say he wanted it very much, at most he thought about it a little bit, and he was more curious about how he was doing recently.

But what is puzzling is that Yan Mengsheng seemed to miss him very much when they met in the first year of high school. After hugging him, his expression seemed to be...struggling, and there was a faint feeling of wanting to escape. In the end, Yan Mengsheng left the country without saying anything.

Qi Wencheng: "I heard from my father that now he has turned his small company into a listed company, and his operation is very large. I heard that he can even compete with Yan's for customers. Dad is very pleased."

Chu Xuan responded in a neutral manner, and echoed, "It's quite powerful."

There is a father who has all the skill points to make money, and the child will naturally not be far behind. If it is a comparison, he must be better than Yan Bo.

"By the way, Xiao Xuan should be your birthday at the end of next month, right?" Qi Wencheng turned around and looked at Chu Xuan, "What gift do you want?"

All Chu Xuan thought about was going home, going home, so when he heard this question, he answered subconsciously.

"I want to go home."

Qi Wencheng: "?"

Chu Xuan came to his senses, blinked, and smiled slightly: "I can do any gift, I like whatever my brother buys."

Qi Wencheng smiled, and patted his head lightly, "Who did you learn from this mouth, it's so sweet."

Chu Xuan looked back at Qi Wencheng, and smiled maliciously, "Anyway, I didn't learn from you, brother, you have a dark history before."

Qi Wencheng's smile froze, "What black history?"

"In the past, you liked to say that you are not very handsome, but most people can't compare to you. You also said that you like to wear slippers, which does not affect the accelerator pedal of Maserati at all... But it seems that you haven't practiced it yet..." Chu Xuan hadn't finished speaking yet. , was almost choked by Qi Wencheng.

Qi Wencheng, whose black history was uncovered, turned pink shyly at the tips of his ears, with a serious face like that of an old cadre, "Don't tell me, besides, there is no birthday present."

At the beginning, he didn't know who to learn language art from, and he was still in Secondary Two for a long time, and was always laughed at by the kid Xiao Xuan.

Chu Xuan smiled: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about it."

The two brothers returned to Yan's house after eating outside, and found Yan Bo sitting on the sofa.

Qi Wencheng didn't expect to come back suddenly today, "Dad, I don't have so much work today, why didn't I inform Xiaoxuan and me when I went home early? The two of us are going to pick you up."

Yan Bo took off his glasses and put them on the table with a kind face, "No, I'm not busy with work today, and I heard that Xiao Xuan's admission letter has come down, so come back and have a look."

"Come on, let me see what university I got into."

Chu Xuan took out the admission notice that was placed in the drawer of the coffee table, Yan Bo looked at the exquisite notice, almost bursting into laughter.

"Our Xiaoxuan is also very good." Yan Bo smiled kindly, "It will be your birthday in a month, and Dad will give you a big birthday present."

Chu Xuan smiled and thanked.

……

foreign.

A handsome man is sitting on the boss chair, his long legs wearing black leather shoes are stepping on the floor, and his slender fingers are holding a document to check. In front of him is the chief person in charge of the planning book, with his head slightly lowered, with an air of grandeur. Dare not say a word.

The man put the document in front of the desktop, tapped the document with his fingertips, raised his aggressive eyes with coldness, and his voice was undeniably domineering.

"Give me another copy." The voice was cold, and it made people's heart thump.

The man responded immediately, took the file, and left the president's office.

The man on the chair rubbed his forehead, his expression was full of boredom for such things, he suddenly remembered something, turned on his phone and checked the date.

[There is still one month before the little guy becomes an adult]

Thinking about it, they haven't seen each other for almost two years, and thinking about the hug before, the fundamental reason why he didn't return to China was because he felt that his feelings for that child were weird.

Now even if it's not Xiao Xuan's birthday, he has to go back.

Because I miss him.

The man's originally narrow and cold eyes were now soft, with a faint light of expectation.