Ye Lang of Rebirth

In the corridor full of heat and cool wind, Ye Lang sat in front of the drawing board, resting his palm on his left hand, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and tapping the wooden edge of the drawing board with bent knuckles of his right hand...

Ye Feng's "you can do whatever you want" posed the biggest problem for Ye Lang. The young man who couldn't figure it out was anxious and depressed, like the dark clouds in the sky before the storm.

"You can draw according to the image of mom and dad!" Ye Fan's words seemed to be still ringing in his ears, and the burst of inspiration was like a naughty fish. When Ye Lang wanted to catch it, he jumped away mischievously, and flapped his tail fin provocatively. Touching the surface of the water, there are circles of ripples.

As for...Ye Feng?He is a silent, majestic, ruthless superior, and also a tough, tender, awkward and lonely father.

Su Yi, Ye Lang smiled, he could even imagine a kind mother buried in the dim light in the middle of the night, the rustling voice flowing through her fingertips, selfless and warm.

The paintbrush in his hand seemed to have spirituality, and after dipping in the ink, he swayed it freely on the snow-white rice paper... Against Ye Lang's gentle gaze, it seemed that the whole world had softened!

The pen falls, the painting is completed.

Ye Lang let the wind dry the ink, took a deep breath on the bottom of the red seal, and stamped it on the right corner of the scroll.

……

Tonight is a routine military theory class, and today's lecturer is...Ye Feng!

Ye Feng's face was cold, his tone remained unchanged, and the baton in his hand was like a pointer. The team members who had worked hard all day in the training camp tried their best to open their heavy eyelids and listened intently.

Ye Feng, who had already heard about Ye Lang's military talent, volunteered to teach today despite his busy schedule.

Sure enough, Ye Lang revolved around his seriousness from beginning to end, Ye Lang's views on the political situation and strategies, Ye Lang's courage to fight against the Confucians, Ye Lang... So, in the end, the corner of the mouth of the proud and contented father is rare in a century. At first sight, it evoked an arc!

After the class ended, Ye Feng didn't stay any longer, turned around and left.

"Father!" Ye Lang called to stop Ye Feng who was leaving quickly, and trotted to Ye Feng.

"What's up?"

Ye Feng was puzzled, did he get lost again?But there is a group of team members flocking towards the dormitory in front of him, it can't be! ?

Ye Lang took out the scrolled painting from the black backpack, and stuffed it into Ye Feng's hand without paying attention, "Your painting!"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, unfolded the painting slowly, and under the not very bright lights surrounded by countless tiny flying insects, he was completely amazed!

Even though he doesn't know how to paint, this painting contains emotions like the abyss of the deep sea, and the majestic majesty looming between the strokes, wrapped in the cool night wind, blows towards his face like a suffocation.

Ye Feng was silent for a long time, slowly closed the rice paper, let out a long breath, closed his eyes...

When he opened his eyes, those sharp eyes, which seemed to be affected by the master's personality, looked at the master of the painting, and then a low-octave voice sounded, "Xiao Lang!?"

The rest is a deeper sigh!

"Is it not good?"

Ye Feng's sigh made Ye Lang uneasy, he stared at Ye Feng's every move anxiously, his fingers in front of him moved unconsciously, as if he would snatch the painting back at any time.

Ye Feng looked at Ye Lang's deep gaze like the boundless night sky, dotted with sporadic lights, and retorted, "No, it's very good!"

The boy's eyes shone with joy, and he murmured, "That's good! I was scared to death, and I thought I had to go back to work!" "Dad, don't put on such an expression that scares people to death, okay!?" "Facial paralysis is really a disease, it needs to be cured!"...

The following words became more and more outrageous, and Ye Feng's face became darker and darker. The encouraging hand extended by the furious man on Ye Lang's shoulder suddenly became stronger, and Ye Lang staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Ye Lang stuck out his tongue and ran away quickly...

Ye Feng stood on the spot, holding the painting carefully in his hands, and after a low curse, he shouted "Ye Lang", and quickly chased after him...

Lu crazy, it's too annoying!

Ye Lang, who was sitting on the bed after taking a shower, let the night wind blowing from the window stir his wet hair. Hearing the sound of the doorknob turning, the bored Ye Lang turned his head and saw that it was Lin who had returned from training. Zhao.

The dark-skinned boy threw his tight training uniform over his shoulders and walked in casually.

Ye Lang smiled, "Lin Zhao, you're back!"

It was just a very ordinary greeting, but at this moment of silence all around touched Lin Zhao's heart lake, causing ripples.

The taciturn young man suddenly thought of that kiss between him and Ye Lang...the kiss that was caught off guard, and Ye Lang's beautifully shaped lips seemed to stick to his own lips with a soft and warm touch...

Mo Ming blushing boy still turned a blind eye to Ye Lang's greeting, sat back on his bed silently, then took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.

Ye Lang shrugged, and continued to close his eyes and rest indifferently.

After all... painting is still very exhausting~

……

Lin Zhao found that since that ups and downs and hot night, he paid more and more attention to Ye Lang, this unique existence!

When he is bored, his eyes will always turn to Ye Lang. When Ye Lang smiles, he will be happy. When Ye Lang is depressed, he will be anxious. When Ye Lang is bored, he will turn his eyes to him Before you go, take as many glances as possible...

Such impetuous emotions will make him, who has always been victorious in every battle, make some low-level mistakes, make him inexplicably irritable, and make him secretly happy...

In his heart, there seems to be a strange, cute, bright and warm boy named Ye Lang!

These changes in him can't be hidden from Jiang Wen, who lives closely with him under the same roof, but Jiang Wen keeps silent, and occasionally stares at him with hesitant and sad eyes, and after meeting his eyes, he is very sad again. Turn away quickly.

Until one day, Jiang Wen was automatically withdrawn from the training camp in advance. Of course, this is just a high-sounding statement. To be precise, Jiang Wen was kicked out!

After the military theory class, Ye Lang walked back to the dormitory alone with his textbooks in his arms, but he suddenly stretched out a hand in the dark, covered his mouth and dragged him to a secluded and dark corner.

And his textbooks fell scattered on the path, rattling in the wind.

The man let go of his mouth, Ye Lang turned his head to look, it was... Jiang Wen!

At this time, the handsome young man had indifferent eyes, smelled of alcohol and tobacco, and was holding Ye Lang's collar with one hand.

"Is there something wrong?" Ye Lang, who realized something was wrong, asked vigilantly and guardedly, clenching his fist behind his back.

"Is something wrong!?" Jiang Wen repeated his words meaninglessly, his eyes became more and more sinister, "Ye Lang, no matter how powerful the power behind you is or how strong your background is, I warn you, you'd better stay away from Lin Zhao!"

"Let me go!" Ye Lang, who didn't know why, was suffocated by Jiang Wen's tighter and tighter pull, and pulled Jiang Wen's arm to send it out.

Drunk people are often unreasonable. Ye Lang's words were regarded as rejection by the suspicious Jiang Wen. He punched Ye Lang's handsome face and cursed: "What are you? It’s nothing more than a worthless thing under the shadow of your parents! Lin Zhao and I are childhood sweethearts, what’s so good about you, a kid who popped up halfway?” As he spoke, he punched Ye Lang in the stomach in a merciless circle.

Ye Lang suffered from the pain, and squatted down half covering his stomach, gasping for air.

What a fucking pain!

Even Ye Lang, who is as elegant as Ye Lang, couldn't help cursing in a low voice!

But it's more anger. I, Ye Lang, and you, Jiang Wen, have no grudges in the past and have no grudges in the present. What right do you have to hit me! ?

Ye Lang has never been a person who is easy to provoke. He tolerated it in his previous life, but once such a temper is provoked, he will not give up easily, so he endured the throbbing pain in his abdomen, and swung towards Jiang Wen who was punching and kicking him in a circle.

It is a fact that Ye Lang has no power to restrain a chicken, so even though he tried his best in the fight with Jiang Wen, he was still beaten up with bruised nose and face, and the area covered by his clothes was even more blue and purple.

However, Jiang Wen didn't have the upper hand, the corner of his mouth was torn by Ye Lang, and bright red blood oozes out.

The two were fighting in full swing, when there was a low shout from a distance, Ye Lang stopped rationally, but Jiang Wen still acted like crazy, grinning his teeth and punching Ye Lang ferociously.

Ye Lang staggered from the beating and fell to the dusty ground.

The man who called to stop ran over in a hurry, grabbed the exhausted Jiang Wen with his backhand, but Jiang Wen's eyes were reddened by alcohol and anger, Ye Fan used force in his hands, and easily removed Jiang Wen's arm.

Ye Fan brought the two of them to the instructor. Yang Guang, who was chatting in the office, saw that this violent incident happened. One of the protagonists of the incident was Ye Lang. He immediately got dizzy and hurriedly reported it.

After hearing the news, Commander Liu and Ye Feng who rushed over from the base looked at the two with bruised noses and swollen faces, with cold clouds on their faces.

Since these two were alarmed, others naturally dared not show their air. In order to avoid suspicion, Commander Liu personally interrogated the two of them.

The old man was sitting on a red-painted wooden chair, with majestic eyes and a serious tone, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Ye Lang is not an aggressive person, and he is also baffled about the whole thing. He turned to look at Jiang Wen, meaning you said it!

Jiang Wen lowered his eyebrows and remained silent.

Ye Lang was silent for a while, seeing that the atmosphere in the office was getting more and more depressed, he said, "On the way back from class, Jiang Wen suddenly dragged me to a corner, and then beat me involuntarily. As for the reason, you can ask him. do not know either."

Ye Lang's voice was cold and hard, stating the time, place, and person of the incident.

Commander Liu turned his head to look at Jiang Wen, and asked, "Don't you know that violence is not allowed in the army!? If there is any grievance, let's put it on the surface! Why did you beat Ye Lang?"

Obviously Commander Liu was still protecting Ye Lang, and Jiang Wen was also wounded, but he said it was a unilateral beating.

"It's just that he doesn't like him, relying on his father's power to run amok!" Jiang Wen gave the most convincing reason.

Ye Lang remained silent, Jiang Wen covered up the facts, and he didn't know where to start with.

Ye Lang stared at Jiang Wen, and said coldly: "This is not a reason, I don't accept it!"

Jiang Wen's pupils constricted. If his feelings for Lin Zhao were made public, it would only ruin Lin Zhao. This was the last thing he wanted to see!

Jiang Wen's hand fell limply by his side, turned his head to look elsewhere, and remained silent.

Ye Lang, who suffered from the unreasonable disaster, was angry, and he also turned his head to look elsewhere.

Then, Ye Lang was sent to the infirmary, and Jiang Wen also paid the price for his impulsiveness, pack up and leave!

Jiang Wen, who was sent home, looked at the night sky outside the window, but a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At least, the impulsive action that blocked his future succeeded!