True Master Feeding Guide

After eleven o'clock at night, the city gradually quieted down. The lights in the distance were flickering on and off, and the dark windows of the nearby high-rise buildings looked like man-eating monsters.

"Da da da--"

The sound of leather shoes touching the marble floor ripped through the silence of darkness. The man came out from the tall building, and his tall and straight figure was pulled out of a slender shadow under the moonlight.

He had already driven the car out of the garage and waited for his assistant to open the door. He waited for him and watched him get into the car before he got into the cab.

The man raised his hand and pressed his temple, his voice was low and hoarse with tiredness: "Go home."

"Hey, okay," the assistant responded, paused for two seconds, looked at the man through the rearview mirror, hesitated for a while, and said, "Boss, you haven't rested for a long time..."

The man raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly, the assistant fell silent.

The car was quiet, and the atmosphere was so stagnant that it made people feel breathless.

The light from the street came in through the car window, illuminating the man's tired Ruifeng eyes for a moment, revealing a rare calmness.

Not knowing what he saw, the man suddenly said softly, "Stop."

"Huh?" The assistant was stunned, and stopped the car in a hurry, "Boss?"

The man ignored him. After getting out of the car, he went straight to a small shop on the street, and asked the young boss who was packing up and preparing to close the shop: "Is there any cake?"

The young boss was stunned for a moment, and answered him: "There is also a black forest... I made it this evening, sir, if you don't panic, you can order it now and pick it up tomorrow."

After listening to her with a good temper, the man said, "No need, just wrap this up."

The young boss was stunned again, and after a while, he couldn't help but said: "Sir, don't panic if you eat tomorrow, you can come and get it tomorrow."

The man only hooked his lips at this time, and his pair of dark Ruifeng eyes barely showed the gentleness it should have: "No need,"

His voice was low and deep, but there was a touch of softness: "It's for coaxing the children at home."

The young boss paused, looked at the man again, and seemed to understand something.She smiled, wrapped the cake neatly, and said with a little teasing, "Is it your girlfriend?"

The man smiled again, but said nothing.

The young boss understood, and blinked at him: "Girls are easy to coax, just use a little patience. I'm going to close the door too, I wish you a happy life together."

The man paid, and when he was about to walk out the door with the cake in his hand, he paused and replied in a low voice, "Thank you."

The assistant was waiting for him right now, and when he saw him coming back with a box of cakes, he didn't respond, and just opened the car door for him without changing his face.

The man got into the car, hesitated for a moment, carefully put the cake on his lap, and said, "Drive slowly."

The assistant responded with a smile: "Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong beam of light shot straight in front of him. He squinted his eyes reflexively, and then suddenly realized that the large truck on the opposite side seemed to be out of control, rushing towards them.

"boss--"

The man frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Hold the steering wheel tightly and step on the gas pedal."

The assistant hastily complied.

Under the moonlight, the shiny car looked like an angry leopard. After a roar, it rushed towards the opposite truck.

The driver of the truck was taken aback by its posture, and before he could recover, he saw the car pass him by with a bang.

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could put his heart back into his stomach, he saw another heavy vehicle rushing out of the fork on the right. He slammed the steering wheel to the left reflexively. The tires of the car and the asphalt road There was a scream of "嗞——" from the strong friction, and he slammed into the bridge head guardrail uncontrollably.

The man sitting in the back row frowned suddenly, but subconsciously protected the cake in his arms.

The car flipped over a few times, and of course fell from the bridge head, "plopped" into the river, causing splashes half the height of the bridge.

The man held his breath, picked up the safety hammer and was about to smash the window glass to go out, but the moment he lifted the safety hammer, his head became dizzy. Immediately afterwards, he lost all strength in his whole body.

He gritted his teeth and threw the safety hammer to the assistant, panting violently, but tightly hugging the beautifully packaged cake with both hands.

There were bursts of blackness in front of his eyes, and the darkness seemed to stretch out countless hands, pulling his body down forcefully.

It was only at this time that his body seemed to react. The pain was coming from all parts of his body, and he was in a trance from the pain. Suddenly, besides tinnitus, he could only hear his own breathing.

Before his consciousness sank completely, the willow leaf eyes of the young man with steam and despair emerged in his mind.

He said with a sob.

"Lu Ye, I'm in so much pain..."

……

"Brother Ye, don't listen to this kid's nonsense. If he said it wasn't intentional, he didn't mean it? I think he just needs to clean up!"

Lu Ye shook his head, the bone-like pain in his body seemed to carry a trace of embers, which made him unable to hear the voices of the people around him clearly for a while.

The more the man spoke, the angrier he became, and he was about to kick another person.

Someone next to him hurriedly stopped him, "Hey, our wild brother didn't speak! What are you doing, Chen You?!"

Chen You?

Lu Ye was stunned.

This is his childhood, but they went abroad as early as their sophomore year, and they haven't seen each other for several years, how could...

Suddenly, a trace of disbelief appeared in his eyes, and when he looked to the side, the hands in his trouser pockets trembled involuntarily with excitement.

The boy who spoke first was named Chen You, and the one who spoke later was Gu Hanchuan, surrounded by a bunch of familiar and unfamiliar faces.

...No surprise, they all had school uniforms on their hands or on their bodies.

gray baseball shirt...

High school uniforms!

what happened?

He clearly remembered that he was dead! !

How could that kind of pain, that kind of reluctance, that kind of strong resentment and complaints be all fake? !

unless……

His hands clenched slightly.

—He went back to the past.

He is reborn!

Reborn to his own high school.

...reborn to the point where nothing happened.

The person he held in his hand was still clean, and hadn't been trampled into the mud because of the mess of the Shen family.

Chen You didn't get his answer, turned his head and hesitated, and patted his shoulder: "Brother Ye, what's wrong?"

He didn't keep his calm for a few seconds, and after a sneer, he stared at the skinny boy curled up in front of them: "Brother Ye, tell me, how do you get him?!"

The boy's face was pale, showing obvious fear, but he was trembling, and squeezed out a few words from between his lips and teeth: "I... I really didn't mean it... Really, really... Yes, someone Push me……"

The information in their mouths was intermittent, and Lu Ye couldn't figure out what happened at all.

But when he was in high school, he had a brain and was a well-known bully in the school. Looking at it like this, it's just that this boy did something to provoke him.

The boy hasn't been beaten yet, so it doesn't seem like a big deal.

It's funny to say it, but to be precise, he is 26 years old now, even "big things" shouldn't matter to him.

Just when he was about to wave his hand to let the boy who was afraid of being in a ball get out, the broadcaster hanging on the tree trunk above their heads made a few "squeaks--" and after a while, there was a burst of news that the boy had collapsed. scream.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

The sound was so sharp that it exploded the ears, and the volume was so loud that everyone present was stunned by the sound.

But two seconds later, Lu Ye turned around and ran towards the school complex.

Others don't know what it is, but he knows it very well!

——Shen Yan! !

Chen You, Gu Hanchuan, and a group of friends around him were dumbfounded, and it took a while to react.

Chen You yelled from behind: "Brother Ye, where the hell are you going?!"

He didn't get an answer from Lu Ye, so he spat, and hurriedly followed along with Gu Hanchuan, and before he left, he still gave the boy another look: "You're lucky this time, if you meet again next time, look at me. I won't kill you!"

Lu Ye ran to the door of the school's broadcasting room in three steps and two steps, pushed the door open with a "bang", lifted his heart in mid-air, and then slowly fell down.

His pair of Ruifeng eyes were slightly red, and the reluctance and pity inside were almost overflowing in the next moment.

After a while, he gasped and called softly, "Shen Yan."

The teenager curled up in the corner didn't seem to hear his voice, and continued to scream with tears all over his face.

On the contrary, the other two people in the studio turned their heads to look at him together, followed, and frowned slightly.

The well-behaved girl in school uniform frowned and looked at him, "What are you doing, Lu Ye? This is the radio studio!"

Lu Ye walked inside as if he didn't hear her at all.

The teacher present also frowned, and shouted sharply: "Lu Ye! What are you doing!!"

Lu Ye ignored him, walked straight to the front of the console, turned off the radio, and squatted in front of the boy with red eyes and tears all over his face.

The boy's eyes were full of fear and despair, and even his thin body was trembling slightly.

Lu Ye's chest seemed to be forcibly filled with sea water, and he was wet and heavy to breathe.

He slowly stretched out his hand, touched the boy's head, then rubbed his soft hair, and called softly: "Yanyan."

The boy still didn't hear it, he paused, lowered his forehead to the boy's forehead, and repeated: "Yanyan."

The boy was taken aback for a moment, and then he stopped, his long eyelashes with teardrops trembled, and he raised his red eyes to look at him.

With just this one glance, the tears in his eyes poured out like a lake that broke its embankment.

But he didn't move, as if he didn't believe that he could appear here, his beautiful eyes looked at him motionlessly through a layer of mist.

After a while, his voice was still damp, and he asked in a hoarse voice with a hint of tremor: "Old...husband?"