Conquest of Rebirth

Not long after, the school started, and Chen Yan returned to school.

Gao Chenxing still doesn't live in the dormitory, so the dormitory is still the world of Chen Yan and Wen Mu.

It is impossible for Wen Mu not to miss Chen Yan, but the two of them have not passed a single phone call. Chen Yan has too many things to do, so he has no idea about this at all, and Wen Mu is just embarrassed, and he is on vacation. The hasty parting before made it too late for Wen Mu's confession to come true, but now that they meet again, Wen Mu can no longer muster up the courage.

Moreover, a few days after school started, Wen Mu clearly felt that Chen Yan seemed to be pretending to have something in his heart. Although Chen Yan was used to being silent, when he was silent now, it always made people feel like he was worrying about something.

Chen Yan was really worried, the funding problem was still unresolved, Fu Mingxue's movie was about to start shooting, and it would be the beginning of burning money, but for a while, he really couldn't figure out where to get a large sum of money.

This afternoon, Chen Yan came to that art street again to meet his old friend of the painter.

I haven't seen him for two months. The painter is still sitting there, but he seems to have changed a lot. The weather in early spring is still a bit cold. He is wrapped in a cotton coat. The coat is worn out like an old antique that has been worn for decades. He looked even more downcast, even sloppy like a beggar.

"Sir." Chen Yan walked towards him.

"You're here, long time no see." The painter raised his head, his not-so-old face looked full of vicissitudes.

"Well, I went home after the holiday." Chen Yan sat down beside his booth.

"The painting is ready." The painter was about to take out the painting from the painting basket next to him.

"Okay, but let's look at the painting later, today I want to sit with the sir for a while."

Hearing this, the painter put the painting back again.

On this day, Chen Yan sat here for a long time, but the painter, as if suddenly becoming chatty, talked to Chen Yan about himself.

The artist told Chen Yan about his name and his life. The artist's name was Han Danqing. He liked to draw since he was a child and was obsessed with it. Mi Youyan's real life is a mess. He has a gentle wife and a lovely son, but because he can only paint, and painting can't make much money, the burden of living at home falls on The long-term hard work has caused his wife's body to be devastated, and she has already fallen ill in bed. His six-year-old son also suffered from uremia due to malnutrition since childhood. At this moment, his wife and son Right in the hospital, in urgent need of surgery.

Chen Yan listened silently, until the painter finished the last sentence, Chen Yan asked: "Sir, you want me to help you raise money for their surgery by telling me these things today?"

"I know it's not appropriate to say this, but there is really nothing I can do." The painter's face was filled with desolation. This was the first time he had shown such an expression. If his wife and children's lives were not at stake, he might No matter what, I can't let go of my dignity and ask someone who is almost a stranger, "Thinking about people like me, I really failed. I have lived for decades without even a relative or friend. At this time, I can only ask for help." A stranger who has only met a few times." After a pause, the artist said bitterly: "Actually, I have been waiting for you here for many days."

Chen Yan was silent. For the first time, he felt heavy pressure. Ever since he was reborn, Chen Yan never imagined that one day he would not even be able to give out hundreds of thousands. Chen Yan didn't know how to tell the painter about his current predicament. Well, not to mention hundreds of thousands for the operation, even tens of thousands, he couldn't even get it out at this time.

In the end, Chen Yan could only say 'sorry' and left here.

On the balcony of the dormitory, Chen Yan was holding a mobile phone to make a call with someone. When Wen Mu came in from outside, she heard Chen Yan say, "Brother Chen, can you do me a favor, lend me some money---" --"

Wen Mu immediately froze there, while Chen Yan continued to talk to the person opposite without realizing it: "Okay, it doesn't matter how much, I'll get it when you're ready."

When Chen Yan put down the phone and turned around, she saw Wen Mu looking at him. There was not much surprise on Chen Yan's face, she just asked lightly, "Why are you here?"

"Are you in trouble? Do you need money very much now?" Wen Mu asked with some concern.

"Yes, I do need money." Now that Wen Mu saw it, Chen Yan had no intention of hiding it.

"How much do you need?" Wen Mu asked eagerly, and then immediately explained, "Maybe I can help you out, you and I are roommates, I----"

"1000 million." Chen Yan's indifferent words made Wen Mu stand there again. 1000 million is indeed a large sum of money. Even though Wen Mu's family is prominent, it is really a sum of money for him Big money.

"Okay, now that you know, let's go back."

Wen Mu let out an 'oh', turned around and went back into the house.

Chen Yan glanced at her mobile phone, with a complicated look in her eyes, the phone hadn't been called from the beginning to the end.

Two days later, Wen Mu came home. Wen Mu, who never went back very often, suddenly said that something happened at home and asked him to go back, but Chen Yan seemed to know it early in the morning, and didn't express anything, only after Wen Mu left. , holding the palm tightly.

When Wen Mu came back, he brought a sum of money to Chen Yan, "It's 500 million, see if it's enough." Wen Mu handed a card to Chen Yan, smiling happily .

"You..." Chen Yan looked at Wen Mu, not knowing what to say for the first time.

"I asked for it from my father. In fact, my father is quite rich." Wen Mu stuffed the money into Chen Yan's hand, "We are classmates, we should help, and we will return it when you have money in the future." I."

It was this 500 million that allowed Chen Yan's company to run smoothly, and also allowed Fu Mingxue's movie to start shooting on time.

Chen Yan came to the art street again, holding a 100 million card in his hand, which was drawn from the money Wen Mu gave him, and he came to the painter's booth, but at this moment, the painter But the figure has disappeared, it's only a few days, the painter can't wait, Chen Yan can't believe it.

Chen Yan waited here for three days, but the painter never appeared again. Later, Chen Yan would come over every few days, but he never saw the painter again. It was not until a long time later that Chen Yan knew that, That day was the last day of the painter's wife and children alive, and if he missed the operation, he would never have another chance.

A week after Wen Mu gave Chen Yan the money, someone came to Wen Mu's family and took Wen Mu back home from school, but this time when Wen Mu went home, Wen Mu didn't come back for a long time.

Chen Yan came to Wen Mu's house again, the luxurious and gorgeous villa, because the housekeeper knew Chen Yan, so Chen Yan easily entered the villa.

The butler brought Chen Yan to the main building and asked Chen Yan to wait in the living room for a while before he went to tell the master and wife.

Chen Yan sat on the sofa and waited, but after the butler left, he never came back, so Chen Yan stood up and started wandering around the living room. When he walked to a room near the corner, he faintly heard It was as if someone was talking.

"You evil son, tell me or not, where did the money go!"

A period of silence followed.

Then there was a crisp sound of 'beat', accompanied by a man's roar: "Get out, I don't have a son like you!"

Chen Yan walked over there quickly, and as soon as she got to the door, she saw Wen Mu walking over with half of her face covered. After seeing Chen Yan, Wen Mu's face turned red, and she asked in embarrassment: "You, why are you here?"

"Is it because of me?" Chen Yan asked.

"No, it's not." Wen Mu quickly waved his hands, pulled Chen Yan and left here, "What's the matter, let's go back to the room and talk about it."

Sitting on the bed in Wen Mu's room, Chen Yan stretched out her hand and stroked Wen Mu's face next to her: "Does it hurt?"

Wen Mu shook his head in embarrassment: "It's okay."

Chen Yan glanced at Wen Mu, suddenly pushed Wen Mu onto the bed, and then kissed him frantically. Chen Yan pressed Wen Mu as if he was going to swallow him into his stomach, making Wen Mu barely able to struggle. Unable to do it, only a whining sound leaked from the corner of his mouth. Gradually, Wen Mu softened his body, and stretched out his arms to wrap around Chen Yan's waist that was pressing on him.

It wasn't until Wen Mu was suffocated that Chen Yan let him go. Looking at Wen Mu lying under him, Chen Yan said firmly, "I will never forget what you did for me today."

"It's nothing, I voluntarily." Wen Mu said with a smile, then turned his head aside, waiting for Chen Yan's next move, but Chen Yan got up from him, Wen Mu was stunned for a moment, couldn't help feeling a little Disappointed, I thought Chen Yan would do something to him, but it turned out to be just a kiss.

"What's the matter, do you still want me to fuck you, then I'm a beast."

Just go if you want, I am willing, Wen Mu muttered in his heart, and then replied, "No, no."