After the collapse of the character set, the villain ran away overnight [Quick Transmigration]

The housekeeper was waiting at the door, and saw the familiar Santana approaching with the lights on from a distance.

He hurried down the steps and opened the door.

Santana stopped in front of the door, and when the door opened, two people got out from the back seat.

"Sir, Mr. Xiao," he said respectfully, "the kitchen has made some snacks after dinner, do you want them to serve them?"

The night fell, and there was a gust of evening wind.

This afternoon Lu Cheng didn't go back to the company, but took Shi Yu to have dinner and watch a movie.

The little nephew was so frightened that he kept crying in the car, and he also felt distressed, coaxing people to play all afternoon.

Shi Yu held his hand sleepily, leaning on his shoulder, not wanting to speak.

His eyelids were still a little swollen, and he cried all the way at noon, and the color hadn't faded yet.

Lu Cheng turned his head to look at him, took the hand in the palm of his hand, and asked patiently: "Shiyu, do you want to eat?"

The little nephew didn't speak, but shook his head.

The butler keenly noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere between the two of them, so he shut his mouth tactfully and opened the living room door for the two of them.

The fragrance of desserts wafts through the living room.

The kitchen knows that he likes to eat soft and sweet pastries, so he will prepare some on weekdays.

The TV is also on, and the discs he likes to watch have been played in advance.

Lu Cheng took him to sit on the sofa, put his arms around his waist, and said in a low voice helplessly, "Still angry?"

Shi Yu didn't raise her eyes, "No."

...the aura is really getting bigger and bigger.

Lu Cheng squeezed the center of his eyebrows, hugged the man into his arms and sat facing him, Shi Yu still didn't look at him, and adjusted his position skillfully, pressed his cheek against his chest and continued to purse his lips to sulk.

He was exceptionally beautiful, well-bred, with snow-white cheeks and black eyelashes. Looking from top to bottom, his lips were bright red and plump like ripe berries, covered with a layer of water, sweet and greasy like oozing juice.

His eyes slowly darkened, the man lowered his eyes, pinched the young man's jaw with his slender and pale fingers, leaned over and kissed him naturally.

His eyes widened in an instant.

There was a buzzing in Shi Yu's head, he grabbed the big hand around his waist in disbelief and dazedly, and before he could react, he was firmly pressed on his back, almost oppressively enduring the sudden kiss.

The lips were gently pried open, unlike Chen Zheng's rudeness and domineering, Lu Cheng always strategized and took his time.

He had his lips in his mouth and kissed him unhurriedly, but the other hand clasped his waist and abdomen with great force, sucking the traces of water cruelly and greedily, and the huge living room was soon filled with the sound of water flooded.

……

This kiss is fierce, like a wolf that has been hungry for a long time, biting the sweet, soft and tender meat and will not let go.

In just a short moment, Shiyu was kissed in a messy manner. He opened his eyes blankly with soft legs, his eyes were misty, and his fine eyelashes were dotted with tears. He trembled when he was kissed. Bear it, and can't make any other sounds.

Small sobs overflowed from the throat, and the young man burst into tears.

The man who had always loved him and coaxed him ignored his tears for the first time, rubbed his waistline with his big hands, his eyes were dark and demanding, and finally straightened up after the disc finished playing the beginning of 10 minutes, He looked down at his little nephew who was still shaking and crying in his arms. [PS: Auditor, I have already written N times in the previous article, the two have nothing to do with each other, uncle is just called orz]

The little nephew's face was flushed, and he huddled pitifully in his arms, his pupils were dilated, foggy, thin and soft, as if melting into his arms.

His breathing was hot and rapid, and he pressed his forehead, with the same calm and graceful manner as before, but he casually wrapped the hand on the young man's waist, but his veins were tense, and he tried his best to suppress the burning desire.

"Why are you crying?" He smiled heavily, and he raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of the eyes of the person in his arms.

The person in his arms was covered in moisture, his wet eyelashes were trembling, and his lips were swollen, "...Uncle, you lied to me."

With a smile in his eyes, Lu Cheng pampered and kissed his forehead, and asked in a calm tone, "Where did you lie to you?"

Shi Yu couldn't help but want to avoid the big hot hand on his waist, but he was forced to press on the man's leg to feel the warmth.

His tears fell faster and faster, sweat oozes from the white and delicate flesh, soft and distinct lines hang down from his neck, he can't say a word of grievance, tears continue to fall from his red and swollen eyelids.

In the end, Lu Cheng was defeated.

He took out the paper, gently wiped the tears of his crying little nephew, bent down like an elder who loves children, kissed his lips carefully, hoarse voice, whispered: "Uncle did not lie you."

"If you think about it, uncle will always be uncle."

Shi Yu pushed him away, unable to articulate his words in anger: "...Is there, is there a brother like you!"

Lu Cheng supported his back with one hand, until then he frowned: "Sit down, be careful not to fall."

Shi Yu yelled at him with tears in his eyes: "Then throw me to death, I don't want to see you anyway!"

Lu Cheng looked at him warningly, and said in a low tone, "Shiyu."

He doesn't like to hear unlucky words, especially the unlucky words from Shi Yu's mouth.

Shiyu was frail and often sick. Every year, the combination of major and minor illnesses forced her to stay in bed for three months.

Lu Cheng doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but donates money to do good deeds. He has a lot of taboos, but he is afraid that disasters will come out of his mouth. The blessings he has accumulated for his little nephew cannot withstand these disasters.

Shi Yu glared at him not to be outdone, turned over and was about to climb off him.

Lu Cheng closed his eyes, held back his anger and grabbed him, stared at those aggrieved and sad eyes for a moment, and was defeated again.

Holding him in his arms, he asked helplessly in a low voice, "Are you so scared?"

The person in his arms choked with sobs: "I've said it all, I only want my uncle, and you promised me..."

Lu Cheng patted him on the back gently, lowered his eyes, and said without any emotion: "But uncle can't help it."

"Shiyu, uncle is 32 years old."

He patted the suddenly tense back of the person in his arms, as if he didn't notice it, and said gently and cruelly: "If you really can't bear it, then you won't be a brother-in-law."

"No matter how your identity changes, my uncle promises to love you forever, huh?"

The person in his arms began to tremble again.

His narrow and white shoulders were stained with sweat under his shirt, revealing a large area of ​​white and delicate flesh. He didn't raise his head, and he didn't speak any more. He just cried silently as if he knew how to poke his heart, and buried his tears in his eyes. In his heart, a small sob overflowed from his throat.

Lu Cheng raised his face and met the young man's watery eyes, and saw clearly the struggle and escape inside.

He smiled, and kissed Shiyu's lips again, this time the kiss was tender and loving, only holding his lips to comfort him, and stroking his back with his big hand, Shiyu softened on him after a while In his arms, he closed his eyes to enjoy the warmth that silently surrounded him like a thick cocoon.

"Shiyu, who do you want?"

Silence spread, and after a long time, he heard the young man's slightly panting voice: "... I want uncle."

Laughing slowly, Lu Cheng said in a low voice, "Is that why you like Uncle so much?"

The man returned to his usual appearance, hugging him without moving, the warm palms around his waist and back, soothing him softly like treating precious and fragile porcelain.

Shi Yu wanted to cry again: "...you have said that this is not normal, and you have forgotten what you said."

"Where is it abnormal?" The man holding him said naturally, as naturally as he had warned him in the car two years ago that homosexuality was wrong: "It's only natural for my uncle to love his nephew."

Shi Yu was so angry that his breath became short of breath: "...you are just shameless."

Lu Cheng allowed him to scold, pinched his fingertips and chuckled: "I'm getting fatter."

Shi Yu withdrew his hand heavily, and boldly slapped him on the hand, "Go away!"

After the beating, he regretted it again, turned his head and buried himself in the man's arms, guilty of not speaking.

He loves and hates Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng really loved him, and he was really strict.

When it hurts him, he can hold him crying in his arms and keep his eyes open all night, and he can’t go home for a whole week when he is severe. He is not willing to scold him and beat him. This is the only way to make him realize his mistakes .

He had seen Lu Cheng get angry with outsiders, like a ruthless judge, with gloomy eyes and a cold face, who could fly people straight away with a kick of military boots, without showing any shame.

No matter how angry he was with him, he was reluctant to do anything, just pulled out his belt and looked at him coldly, until he choked with fright and said that he knew he was wrong before hugging him. I can swear that I will never frighten him with a belt again.

But after that, Shi Yu didn't dare to make him angry any more.

Lu Cheng loves him, loves him, the majesty of being an elder is still there, and he has the aura of a superior who is not angry and majestic. There is no junior in Beicheng who is not afraid of him. As his little nephew, even if he is pampered Don't dare to make too much noise.

This time he was obviously really angry, otherwise he wouldn't have the courage to hit him.

But Lu Cheng didn't know what kind of nerve he was guilty of, and he still laughed after being hit by him.

Smiling heavily against him, his chest vibrating, he squeezed his hand and said with interest: "Come out?"

Shi Yu remained silent, pretending not to hear.

Lu Cheng tilted his head, leaned over to look at him, met his watery phoenix eyes, and the smile on his lips withdrew, his eyes were dark, and he leaned forward to kiss him again.

The Adam's apple rolled violently, hotter and wanton than before.

Shi Yu endured and endured, and still cried out.

……

It wasn't until he went to bed that night that Shi Yu realized that his bedroom had been emptied, and everything had been moved to Lu Zhi's room.

He sat on the bed blankly, surrounded by a man with his head down reading a book.

The light at the head of the bed was dim, and Lu Cheng casually put his arms around his waist, stroking his back one by one, and whispered a few words to him occasionally, coaxing him to sleep.

Nothing seems to have changed.

He lay on this familiar big bed, smelled the familiar smell around him, and fell asleep sleepily.

After an unknown amount of time, the lights dimmed.

The lips were kissed, and the man naturally pulled him into his arms, and touched the temperature of his hands and feet.

The lips were kissed again.

...is still a bit of a change.

He thought in a daze.

When Shi Yu woke up the next day, Lu Cheng had already left.

At the end of the recent season, he was busy with work and often worked overtime at the company all day long.

At present, there is no complete industrial chain in China, and a large number of talents are needed to do anything in the golden age. Lu Yi often goes to various sites to check the situation in person, and occasionally comes back to accompany Shi Yu for dinner when he finds time. The heartless little nephew picked him up at the company and coaxed him to stay for a day.

While eating breakfast, the housekeeper carefully handed over the phone.

It was Lu Cheng's deep and gentle voice on the phone. He must be very busy, and there was the sound of pages turning over there: "I'll send someone to pick you up after dinner."

Shi Yu didn't bother to raise her head, and said with a cold face under the restless gaze of the surrounding people: "Am I free?"

...Only he dared to talk to Lu Cheng like that.

The butler next to him was clearly not hearing it for the first time, and he was still wiping away his sweat in a panic.

The man's voice came along the current, a little hoarse, with a smile: "Okay, then I will go back to eat with you at noon?"

"Are you annoying?" Shi Yu frowned, "I'm not a three-year-old."

The little nephew who was buried in his arms yesterday was like a phantom.

Lu Cheng heard something was wrong and asked him: "What's wrong?"

Shi Yu put down his spoon and said unhappily, "Did you throw the rough jadeite in the warehouse for me?"

He went to see it very early this morning with great interest, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time. Finally, he was told by the housekeeper that Lu Cheng had someone take it away yesterday.

... Annoying or not, no matter how old you are, you still care about things!

Lu Cheng laughed: "Yes."

He deserved to be so straightforward, Shi Yu couldn't think of anything to question him for a while.

The man on the other end of the phone continued unhurriedly: "The batch I ordered for you is already on the way, and it will arrive in two days."

Shi Yu was taken aback: "...you ordered it for me too?"

"Well," Lu Cheng said, "I'll take you to Yunnan after these two days of busy work, and you can choose it yourself."

He was immediately coaxed into joy, he held the phone and softened his voice, and said obediently: "Okay, uncle."

If you are happy, you will be called "Uncle", and if you are not happy, you will be called "You".

Lu Cheng shook his head helplessly, but his lowered eyes were full of smiles: "Okay, I'll go back at noon, tell the kitchen what I want to eat, and come to the company with me in the afternoon."

"Ah?" The little nephew was not happy: "I don't want to..."

"Yunnan."

"Okay, uncle."

After hanging up the phone, Shi Yu got up and went to the storage room on the second floor.

The storage room is full of jade carvings he collected, and he likes so many things that Lu Cheng is afraid that he won't be able to put them down, so he opened up two rooms for him to use.

Time passed quickly, and after holding two jade carvings in his hands, the housekeeper knocked on the door and said to him softly, "Sir, there is a man who claims to be your friend waiting for you downstairs."

friend?

Shi Yu was suspicious.

He has only a few friends, and the housekeeper knows them all.

... Who is this unknown "friend"?

Going downstairs in confusion, Shi Yu looked out, and at a glance saw the tall man waiting quietly by the iron gate.

The man was wearing simple casual clothes, tall and burly, and he had a great sense of presence when he stood silently. His skin color was a sun-dried wheat color, and the smooth and firm muscles on his arms could be faintly seen through the casual clothes.

The morning sun was not dazzling, he stood by the side of the road, like a cold and silent sculpture.

As if aware of something, he raised his eyes and met Shi Yu's gaze.

The next moment, Shi Yu found that pair of deep and icy black eyes fixed on his lips, staring closely, his eyes were like a ball of hot burning fire, the calm and steady aura around the man was suddenly cold for a moment, and again He returned to normal before feeling wrong.

"Chen Zheng?" He waved his hand, letting the housekeeper behind him do the work.

The butler hesitated for a while, but still stood at the door of the living room and watched them.

Through the iron gate, Shi Yu walked up to Chen Zheng.

Chen Zheng was really too tall, and when he stood against the light, his brows and eyes were hidden in a shadow, and he couldn't see any expression.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

A taciturn and silent man will only talk a lot when facing him. When asked by him, he will answer honestly, not afraid of others hearing: "I miss you, young master."

Shi Yu choked for breath, and immediately turned his head.

The living room was some distance away from the main entrance. The butler was stunned after meeting his gaze, and seemed to be coming over, but he shook his head and stopped him in place.

After two years, Chen Zheng was still that dumb dog who couldn't speak.

Shi Yu turned to look at him, and when he faced Chen Zheng, his temper would unknowingly turn sour, and he said irritably, "...that's it?"

Because of this, he came to the Lu family.

What if Lu Cheng is at home?

He couldn't even imagine what it would be like for these two men to meet in private.

His scalp was a little numb, Shi Yu looked up at him, "Okay, you can leave as soon as you finish reading."

Chen Zheng didn't speak, but lowered his head and looked at him quietly.

Then he swept him from top to bottom, his black eyes were dark, and there were some familiar desires and prayers.

Shi Yu's breathing suddenly became chaotic, and the feeling of being comforted by a kiss spread throughout his body like an electric current.

Sweat dripped from his body, his clear eyes were lost for a moment, his legs were weak and he couldn't stand still, it was like returning to the days when he was rudely loved by men on the bedside during those wet nights two years ago.

The small courtyard at the end of Qingshui Village is simple and narrow.

He was trapped on that wide and soft bed, like a secret lover who only belonged to a man, wearing only a thin long cloth shirt, unable to get off the ground, and possessed a month of unspeakable and bewildered memories.

He knew this bad dog too well.

Even though we haven't seen each other for two years, the various emotions in these eyes are still obvious and clumsy, and there is nowhere to hide in front of him.

He pursed his lips angrily, and his earlobe was red: "...Get lost! What are you looking at!"

Chen Zheng didn't dare to speak after being scolded by him. He just listened honestly and looked down at his feet in slippers.

The ankles are slender, the insteps are white, and the meridians are winding upwards. The ten white jade-like toes are exquisite and exquisite, like lovely jade. He swallowed, thinking of the appearance of these feet when they were covered with sheets.

Sweat oozes, toenails are powdered, and the helpless ones just kick around.

Every time it made his blood surge, he became more and more barbaric.

His eyes were dark, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said in a hoarse voice: "...Little Master, Dabai is here too."

The young man who was about to turn around and go back to the house was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at him, his eyes lit up: "Dabai?"

"Well," he lowered his eyes and nodded, like a bad dog who couldn't be more obedient, calmly seducing his angry master: "It's in my car, young master, do you want to go and have a look?"

"want!"

Shi Yu's heart was beating fast, and she pushed open the door without changing her shoes. Behind her, the housekeeper called hesitantly: "...Mr. Xiao."

Chen Zheng raised his head, and calmly pointed at the black jeep opposite the villa, completely covered by the shadow of a big tree.

"That's my car."

Only then did the housekeeper feel relieved, it would be easy to talk about it just across from home.

He watched Shi Yu being led across the road by that indifferent but dangerous man, and got into the jeep opposite.

The greening around the townhouses is very good. In this age when greening is not very important, the developer has the foresight to build small gardens with rockery and flowing water for the residents who live here and are either rich or expensive.

The jeep is hidden behind the lush green belt, only the front of the car is exposed, which happens to be in the blind spot of the villa.

The butler looked carefully, and suddenly found that the car seemed to be moving, but he couldn't see it clearly because it was too far away.

……

Dabai was indeed in the jeep.

Just lying on the back seat, as soon as the car door was opened, it whimpered and rushed towards Shiyu, licking his wrist frantically, with surprise and longing in its clean eyes.

"Dabai!" Shi Yuhong hugged its neck with eye sockets, rubbed it sadly and said, "I miss you so much."

"Woof—"

The black-and-yellow wolfdog has not changed from two years ago, its limbs are thicker and thicker, it is in its prime, and it is full of energy, but it is still cautious when dealing with Shiyu, licking his wrist and fingers, as if asking him why he is so tired. Even so thin.

Shi Yu became more and more sad, and rubbed its head: "Dabai, you have grown so much, I can't hold you anymore."

The wolfhound seemed to know that he was sad, so he stopped quickly, arched his shoulders lightly, his clear eyes were full of worry, and he barked in a low voice.

"Do you miss me?"

"Ugh-"

"I knew you missed me too, why did your voice change?"

"Woof—"

"Oh, you've grown up. Dabai, can you stay with me for a few days?"

"Woooo-"

……

One person and one dog hugged each other and chatted intimately.

Squeezed into a corner, the man who curled up and occupied only a little space watched quietly, until Shiyu calmed down, hugged Dabai and began to mumble some incomprehensible words, then he stretched out his hand and rubbed the wolfdog's head.

The wolfdog barked, raised its triangular ears vigilantly, looked at its owner for two seconds in the dark, and jumped to the front seat unhappily, wagging its tail.

"Eh?" The big dog in his arms left suddenly, Shi Yu stretched out his arms blankly, and was about to stop it, but before he could move, he was lifted by a pair of strong arms and sat down on a warm and firm place.

He frowned slowly, stared at the man whose expression couldn't be seen clearly, raised his hand to pull his hair angrily, "Chen Zheng, what are you doing?"

He always has a bad temper when facing Chen Zheng.

In the two worlds, Chen Zheng was the only one who could beat him and scold him, silently and connivingly pampering him to heaven in his own way.

In such a narrow and desolate courtyard, the man was punished by him to kneel on the ground, cooking porridge with the finest rice for him, fearing that he would be cold, and using the most primitive method to boil hot water to soak his feet every night.

It was raining heavily outside the window, but he didn't feel the cold wind and drizzle at all. The time even passed quickly. If he thought about it seriously for a month, he could only think of the man's scorching hot body and the warm and soft blanket.

This bad dog was almost ridden on his head by him, so even after two years, except for the uneasiness when he first saw the man yesterday, when he found that Chen Zheng was accommodating himself as always, his subconscious made Shiyu look like a man in front of him two years ago. Generally unscrupulous angry playful.

The bad dog was pulled by the owner's hair and did not move, and accepted it honestly. He looked down at the owner in his arms, with slender and beautiful eyes, white and flawless skin, black eyelashes... and those swollen eyes. Harsh lips.

His master was still as handsome and dignified as two years ago, except that he was stained with the smell of other dogs, which was so bad he couldn't stand it.

With a hoarse voice, he said affirmatively in a low voice: "...Young Master, you were kissed."

The hand on the head paused, and Shi Yu withdrew his hand inexplicably guilty, coughed dryly, and glared at him: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Rough fingers accurately touched his lips in the dark. The thick calluses made his lips sore. Shiyu couldn't stand his movements. He was always sensitive and soft in front of men, and he could easily touch his lips with a light touch. into a puddle of water.

His eyes were steamed, he grabbed the hand on his lips angrily, and scolded him tremblingly: "...Chen Zheng, are you annoying?"

The man remained motionless, his strong arms were stretched with blue veins, and he said to him in a low voice: "But I haven't kissed you for a long time."

As he spoke, he naturally leaned over towards him, exhaling hot and short breath, suppressing the ferocious hostility and jealousy in his heart, and said in a hoarse voice with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes: "I'll just kiss you, young master... Just kiss me." Honey, don't do anything else."

……

In terms of strength, Shi Yu will never be able to match Chen Zheng.

The obvious sound of water soon sounded in the jeep, which was continuous, mixed with trembling choking and crying.

The young master was hugged by his bad dog, and kissed carefully.

The bad dog had been starving for two years, and he ate meat without softness, even with a bit of viciousness. The angry owner kept crying, and in the end, only aggrieved weeping was left.

……

Shi Yu was lying in front of Chen Zheng's broad and warm chest, water was still dripping from the corners of his eyes, and his nasal voice was thick, poor as if he had been greatly wronged.

Chen Zheng didn't know how to coax others, and after saying "I was wrong" a few times at a loss, he grabbed his hand and hit himself in the face.

He has a rough skin, and he has become more and more careless in the past two years, and somehow he has made his whole body hard, making him very uncomfortable.

Shi Yu withdrew his hand and hit him on the chest with his backhand, choked up and scolded him: "Are you a dog?"

"Yes," Chen Zheng replied in a low voice, holding his hand and kissing gently: "I am your dog."

Shi Yu's lips were so sore that they couldn't close, a small slit was exposed, and the tip of her tongue was red and rotten: "I don't have a stinky dog ​​like you!"

His body began to tremble when he became emotional, his pupils slackened for a moment, tears shed thinly, and he became more and more aggrieved, arching his body to protect his soft belly: "...Chen Zheng, have you gone bad?"

The eyelids of the man who was asked by him trembled, his eyes were as dark as the night, he pressed his shoulder for a long time, kissed his earlobe and said: "Yes."

Shi Yu closed her eyes, holding back the tears that almost fell: "...Is it because of me?"

The man seemed to feel his emotions, wrapped his palm gently around his palm, and kissed his sweaty side face: "No."

"Don't lie to me, I can feel it," the owner in his arms lowered his head, but he didn't leave his arms, nor was he afraid: "...you have changed a lot."

Chen Zheng paused, sighed, embraced him as if surrendering, wrapped his arms tightly around his waistline, and said in a low voice, "It's changed a little."

There was silence in the car.

Shi Yu lowered his eyes: "...I'm sorry."

The man behind him kissed the soft flesh on his neck, and said with a smile, "It's okay."

He coaxed him and said, "Young master, no matter how it changes, I will still be your dog."

Suddenly there was a humming sound outside the car.

Shi Yu raised his eyes and saw a familiar Santana.

His pupils shrank, he sat up straight suddenly, watched Lu Cheng get out of the car, listened to what the butler who was guarding the door said, then turned around and looked at Jeep expressionlessly.

Under the glare of the sun, the man's eyes were extremely cold, as cold as ice, and his whole body was surrounded by a gloomy and menacing aura, like a beast whose scales had been touched, he walked towards the jeep step by step, at a leisurely pace.

Shi Yu's heart was beating extremely fast, and gradually he felt a little breathless pain.

He was short of breath, and his eyes suddenly became blank. When he came back to his senses, Chen Zheng had already turned over and called out anxiously with his face in his hands.

As if it was far away, he couldn't hear Chen Zheng's voice clearly, but he grabbed the man's hand with his backhand and said in a daze, "...I saw, I saw my uncle."

"Young master, it's all right."

The man's voice reached the eardrum with difficulty, and he heard Chen Zheng's rare emotional ups and downs, like panic and anxiety.

Those big rough hands gently caressed his cheeks, but he couldn't feel the pain, he could only listen to the man's calm voice: "It's okay, I'm here, don't be afraid, we'll go to the hospital now."

Suddenly, a light flashed in front of his eyes.

His ears were buzzing, he stared blankly along the light, and saw the door of the jeep being kicked open vigorously.

In the next second, he saw Lu Cheng with a furious expression.

The world became silent.

He sat in the car blankly and couldn't hear anything.

Immediately after seeing Lu Cheng's pupils shrunk suddenly, the passage of time seemed meaningless.

It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like only an instant, that he saw the doctors on call in the Lu residence.

"Mr. Lu, please don't follow me, keep the air flowing!"

"This gentleman, please don't follow me, please stay away, don't delay the treatment!"

"Please keep calm, both of you, we will keep Mr. Xiao safe, okay?"

He was carefully carried onto a stretcher by the doctors, followed by Dabai and the black and yellow wolfhound who followed silently, their clear eyes full of worry and tension.

The system cast a projection on the dimly lit eyes.

On the deserted road, two equally strong and tall men fought together.

Like two ferocious beasts about to go mad, they punched to the flesh, venting their terrifying rage and jealousy mercilessly.

Their lean and agile bodies make them strong enough to fight against the opponent's brutal force. Lu Cheng's skill has been trained systematically, but he can't fully use it because of a leg injury. After groping and rolling, he practiced a wild way, and fought against Lu Cheng without the slightest advantage.

After a while, the two spit out a mouthful of blood, breathed rapidly, and their faces were painted, like two giant beasts that were evenly matched, not to be outdone.

In the silence, a hoarse and cold male voice sounded slowly.

Lu Cheng's appearance was unprecedentedly embarrassing, his deep phoenix eyes condensed the storm that was about to come, and the blackness was frightening and terrifying, as if he was about to crush Chen Zheng to death under his feet.

"Chen Zheng, what did you do to him?"

"I should ask you." Another male voice was low and cold, like a ghost crawling out of the ground.

The corners of Chen Zheng's lips were torn and blood oozes, he stood in the shadow of the big tree in the sky, his brows and eyes were dark, and his eyes were on Lu Zhi, with ruthless intent: "——Lu Zhi, you treat my little master What have you done."

"He is from my Lu family, my little nephew of Lu Cheng." Lu Cheng's tone was full of malice: "What are you, dare to come to him."

"Little nephew?" Chen Zheng smiled sarcastically: "Little nephew who can be taken to bed? He trusts you so much, calls you uncle, stays by your side, what did you do to him? You deserve to be called uncle."

"What about you?" Lu Cheng laughed absurdly: "When he is young and has no relatives or elders around him, coax him into going astray, and still deceive him until now, how can you be more decent than me!"

"No matter how disgusting I was, I didn't take advantage of my status to get close to him or coax him," Chen Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood coldly: "You rely on your unique status and his reluctance to part with this last relative. Have you ever thought about him?"

"He is my nephew, Lu Cheng, and he has been in this life. Everything about me belongs to him, which is logical and reasonable. What about you? A country man, also want to trap him for the rest of his life?"

"He is my young master. I was able to give him everything I had back then, and I will do the same in the future. You want to trap him for the rest of your life with your uncle status? You are wishful thinking!"

……

……

Shi Yu didn't want to hear them quarreling anymore.

He closed his eyes tiredly, surrounded by the sound of instruments beeping.

The Lu family has a complete set of medical equipment that Lu Cheng bought from abroad at a large price, specially prepared for him.

He was so sleepy that he couldn't even move his fingers, and said in distress, "The system."

The familiar inorganic voice rang in his ears: "I am here."

"……What's wrong with me?"

"The plot point has arrived," the system paused, "Actually, it should have arrived at the beginning of this year."

"Why then?"

The system said, "I've extended the time limit for another half a year."

"Is it used for tasks? Sorry, I seem to have failed again."

"No, I just think... Maybe you should meet Chen Zheng now, and listen to what Lu Cheng has always wanted to say to you."

After the words fell, it was disturbed to find that Shi Yu was silent.

It's just a machine, and can't understand Shiyu's mood at the moment, so it straightforwardly interprets this silence as anger, "Host, are you angry with me?"

"……No."

After a long time, its host replied softly, but the voice was a little tired: "You shouldn't let me stay until now."

"why?"

"Because it's more painful to remember."

"Get ready to leave."

"Yes."

As the sound fell, the world fell into a dead silence.

Shi Yu was vague, and heard a familiar voice.

"drop--"

The voice of the system is like a god who judges everything, cold and ruthless.

"—host number 2047, world number 012, officially entering the plot node—"

"Lu Shiyu's death."

……

[Chen Zheng came out of the restaurant. He has just been working on the construction site for half a month, and his salary is paid daily. In addition to the earnings he has earned over the years, he has saved a lot of money.

The cold winter wind blows across people's faces like a knife, bringing waves of discomfort and pain.

A few days ago, he found a rental house near the construction site. Although it was cramped and cramped and had no windows, it was better than the leaky iron house on the construction site. At least there was a small kitchen where he could boil some water for drinking when it was cold.

Passing by the Lu's Building not far away, he glanced at the extraordinarily luxurious building with bright and clean windows, wrapped his coat tightly around his body expressionlessly, and passed by indifferently.

Suddenly, two women came out of the building, neatly dressed and capable, discussing something in a low voice——

"Is this the secret of a wealthy family? So scary?"

"That's right, our president was also exiled to the countryside back then, but he survived better than that young master."

"If this year is 00, the young master has been dead for more than ten years."

"You were only 25 years old when you died. Let me think about the name. I remember the name sounds nice—"

"Oh, Lu Shiyu."

"Yes, yes, Lu Shiyu!"

The two walked away from a stiff figure while talking and laughing.

No one noticed the figure was stunned by surprise.

Lu Shiyu?

Dead for more than ten years?

Chen Zheng was unusually confused.

...So the man he hated for so many years is actually dead long ago?

He suddenly felt very boring, and when he looked up, he saw "Welcome to the Millennium" on the opposite billboard.

Times have changed rapidly, and today's cities are built of reinforced concrete and heavy traffic.

In the shabby country hut decades ago, the young man who trampled/humiliated him could not even see this scene.

He wrapped his clothes tightly, walked silently, and walked towards his little home.

——He will never forgive Lu Shiyu.

But he will not give up his new life either.

No one stays in the past forever.

So does he. 】

……

【

Lu Cheng pinched his brows wearily, looking at the project proposal on the table.

The phone on the desk rang suddenly.

After seeing the incoming call, his complexion remained the same, fine lines appeared at the end of his long, narrow and deep phoenix eyes, the years had accumulated elegance and calmness on his body, and he was no longer as cold and impatient as he was decades ago.

"Hey?"

"...Hello, Mr. Lu?"

"what happened?"

"It's like this, today is Shi Yu's death day, Second Lord asked if you want to come back for dinner."

Lu Cheng's tone remained unchanged, and he said gently: "The day of the death