The God of the Father and the Hero is Broken [Transmigration Book]

The moment he stepped into the company building, Jian Yao stopped suddenly, and he suddenly realized that he and Huo Yan had a showdown last night.

He stood in the middle of the hall in a daze, not knowing whether he should exit or go upstairs.

Five minutes later, Jian Yao still didn't enter the elevator. He walked out of the building in silence, and then entered a coffee shop not far from the company. During this time period, there was no one in the coffee shop, only the delivery staff kept coming in and out.

Jian Yao found a corner seat by the window. After ordering coffee, he went to the store's bookshelf to find a book he hadn't read. He spread the pages of the book, but couldn't read a single word.

The waiter brought coffee, brown coffee with snow-white rabbit latte art, and a plate of small cakes besides coffee.

The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was just right, and the beam of light fell on Jian Yao's face, his eyelashes cast a shadow, he propped his chin with one hand, and lowered his eyelids.

He once longed for the adult world, which was mysterious and beautiful.

Especially when studying, it seemed that everyone was trying their best to prove their maturity.

Smoking and fighting, fighting fiercely for the opposite sex, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, he has already learned to drink and drink.

Jian Yao took a sip of coffee, he didn't understand, because this is the world in the book, so people's desires are realized, or in reality he has not been able to get in touch with the real adult society?

This is a new world, but it is a new world that he does not want to touch.

It seems that people have lost their patience and tore off the mask on their faces, revealing the hideous inside.

While Jian Yao was in a daze, several people walked into the coffee shop.

"Boss, I want a cappuccino."

"I want an iced Americano."

"I want to stay the same."

……

A group of people looked in Jian Yao's direction, and someone muttered in a low voice: "There are people today, so I can't take that seat."

"It's late, I should have come earlier if I knew it."

"It looks a little familiar."

"Forget it, let's sit over there."

When Jian Yao heard the human voice, he subconsciously looked up, there were five people in total, and he saw a familiar face among them - Lang Qing.

But he knew other people, others didn't know him, Jian Yao didn't have any interaction with him, so he didn't say hello.

He said he was a senior, but he was actually just a stranger studying in the same school.

He sat up straight, and turned his gaze back to the words in the book. He didn't want to think about it any further, he urgently needed to divert his attention.

Jian Yao remembered that Chen Mei told him when she was in the hospital that she is very busy now, and the housing prices are getting higher and higher, she still has to prepare for marriage, and one person needs to be used as two people. When she mentioned her former friends, she only It is said that the contact is getting less and less.

She didn't show any regrets, because she was also busy, and she didn't have time to keep in touch with her relationship. Any relationship that doesn't keep in touch will fade away. It's just that people in the hottest stage of their relationship always think that this relationship can be indestructible and last forever. .

It's just that this requires a process, and Jian Yao did not go through this process.

Huo Yan doesn't seem to have any friends either. When he was in Anyang County, Huo Yan rarely talked to Chen Mei and Zhou Yi alone.

Thinking about it now, Jian Yao suddenly discovered a violation.

Huo Yan doesn't reject the people around him, but he always seems to be separated from everyone. He is not forced to be alone, but his own choice.

That's why Huo Yan was able to come to the present, so that he has no handle and is indestructible.

Jian Yao choked for breath, he held his forehead, his confused brain seemed to have grasped some clues that he couldn't believe.

Was Huo Yan not the person he thought from the very beginning?

It's not that Huo Yan deceived him, but his wishful thinking that the characters in the book should always be set according to the characters in the book.

Jian Yao was about to take another sip of coffee, when suddenly someone shouted at him: "Handsome guy, do you have a ring on the ground? My friend lost his ring, and I don't know where he went."

Jian Yao looked down at the floor under his feet. He bent slightly and looked at the gap between the sofa and the floor. Sure enough, he saw a platinum ring inside. The design of the ring was without any pretense.

He took the ring out from the gap in the sofa, and said to the people sitting at the opposite table: "It's on my side."

The boy who was looking for the table in front came over quickly, his forehead was already sweating, and he walked over with a thankful smile on his face, and he kept thanking him before he approached: "Thank you, sorry for your trouble, I treat you to this cup of coffee .”

Jian Yao: "No need, it's easy."

The boy was about to say something more, but Jian Yao raised his head at this moment and asked him what else he needed with his eyes.

Boy: "Fuck!"

Jian Yao: "?"

"Lang Qing! Come here quickly! I found your half-brother!" The boy shouted excitedly to the side.

Lang Qing also turned his head at this time. He did look very similar to Jian Yao, but he was more mature, his eyes were narrower and longer, his nose was not as upright as Jian Yao's, but the bridge of his nose was higher. The biggest difference was that he was more mature than Jian Yao. Yao short.

Langqing is only about 1.7 meters five.

He said impatiently, "What's the name of the ghost? It's in the shop."

But he still stood up and walked towards Jian Yao's direction.

When Lang Qing walked to the table, Jian Yao just turned his head, and the two looked at each other.

Compared with Jian Yao's calmness, Lang Qing was obviously much more shocked. Can people really be so similar?

Especially two strangers.

If he hadn't known that he was the only child, maybe he would have thought that the person in front of him was his own younger brother.

Jian Yao also looked at Lang Qing, but he also felt that Lang Qing was like his own younger brother.

In terms of age, they are actually about the same age, maybe Jian Yao is a little older.

"I know you." Jian Yao said first, "I'm a freshman this year, and I met you at the orientation party."

"It's my junior!" The voice of the boy who was bluffing just now was full of surprise, "My name is Zhang Shuai, what's your name?"

Jian Yao also smiled: "Jian Yao."

He doesn't dislike bluffing people, this boy named Zhang Shuai reminds him of Zhou Yi from the past, he also likes bluffing and boisterously.

It's just that Zhou Yi is much calmer now, and there are not many remaining traces of the past.

"Which department are you in?" Zhang Shuai sat down across from Jian Yao familiarly, and even pulled Lang Qing to sit down as well.

Jian Yao: "Department of Chemistry."

Zhang Shuai snorted: "Do you want to engage in academics in the future? I will never touch academics in my life, and I don't even want to take the postgraduate exam."

Lang Qing said with disgust: "You are just lazy."

Zhang Shuai: "You think everyone looks like you, man of the hour, you can go anywhere."

Zhang Shuai stretched his neck and asked Jian Yao: "Student, where are you from?"

Jian Yao: "Local."

Zhang Shuai nodded, stroked his chin and said, "Langqing is also from the local area, maybe you are related."

Jian Yao smiled, and neither did Lang Qing.

"Let's add a friend." Zhang Shuai took out his mobile phone, "In the future, you can ask me anything in school. Although I will graduate by this time next year, maybe I will stay in school."

Lang Qing frowned: "You didn't take the postgraduate exam, why did you stay in school?"

Zhang Shuai: "...I'll just talk about it."

Lang Qing also took out his mobile phone: "Let's add a friend too, if you have anything to ask me, don't ask him, he is not reliable."

Jian Yao didn't refuse, he added Lang Qing's friend.

Zhang Shuai told Jian Yao about the school's "history": "I don't know about the Department of Chemistry, but I do know that Professor Zheng of the Department of Chemistry has a bad temper and is very fierce, but his laboratory is really good, and many people squeezed their heads out." If you want to get in, if you perform more in his class, you might be able to get in."

"Professor Zheng has a good temper." Lang Qing refuted Zhang Shuai's words. He looked into Jian Yao's eyes, and the more he looked at them, the more he felt familiar. "Do you know Lang Zhou? A boat like a flat boat?"

Jian Yao shook his head, and answered honestly: "I don't know."

Lang Qing didn't ask any more questions.

"Then read the book, we won't bother you anymore." Lang Qing looked at the book spread out in front of Jian Yao.

Zhang Shuai also stood up with some embarrassment: "I'm just like this, I'm sorry."

Jian Yao smiled and said: "It's nothing, I didn't look into it either, you guys go to work."

They were obviously doing some research. Everyone was carrying a computer, pens and paper. Coffee was set aside, but they didn’t drink much. They were busy but fulfilled, and they would stop talking and laughing after a while.

Jian Yao didn't stay in the coffee shop for too long, he walked out of the coffee shop at three o'clock in the afternoon, and greeted Lang Qing and the others before leaving.

He took a taxi back home—not the one next to the school, but the one he grew up with, Jian Anzhi's house.

Since he moved near the school, Jian Anzhi no longer lived in the villa prepared by Huo Yan.

Jian Yao called Jian Anzhi in the car to confirm that Jian Anzhi didn't go out today, and he happened to be at home at this time.

Before going upstairs, he bought a piece of strawberry mousse that Jian Anzhi liked at the cake shop at the entrance of the community. He was afraid that Jian Anzhi would get tired of eating it, so he brought her a cup of green tea.

"Why are you back today?" Jian Anzhi took the things from him, "I don't think it's difficult to run away."

Jian Yao walked into the gate, and he squatted in the porch to change his shoes. Although he didn't live here, there were traces of him everywhere in the house. Even though he hadn't come back for many years, he was still no stranger.

"I met someone today." Jian Yao lowered his head, Jian Anzhi couldn't see his expression, "Mom, do you know Lang Zhou?"

Sure enough, Jian Anzhi's body stiffened instantly.

Jian Yao knew that he had guessed correctly.

There may be coincidences everywhere in reality, but the coincidences in the book are all purposeful. When he saw Lang Qing, he felt that this person must have something to do with him.

Maybe they really are half-brothers.

"Have you seen him?" Jian Anzhi stood beside the floor lamp in the entrance with a blank expression.

After putting on slippers, Jian Yao stood up: "I didn't see Lang Zhou, but I saw his son, who is the senior of our school, named Lang Qing."

Jian Anzhi said "Oh", and walked towards the living room with his things: "Okay, don't you just want to ask who your father is? Sit down, you are old, there is no need to continue to hide it from you, but Langzhou is not you dad."

Jian Yao was stunned: "Isn't it?"

He knew what Jian Anzhi was worried about. Jian Anzhi was worried that his son would blame her, that he wanted his father, and wanted to "recognize his ancestors and return to his clan".

But as for Jian Yao, he was only curious about his own life experience, he had no idea of ​​recognizing his relatives, let alone that he needed a father.

Jian Anzhi heaved a sigh of relief, and finally had a smile on his face: "How have you adapted to school during this time?"

Jian Yao raised a smiling face: "It's good, but I don't need to go to military training, I'm always worried that I won't be familiar with my classmates."

They didn't continue the topic just now. If Jian Anzhi didn't want to talk about it, Jian Yao wouldn't force her to talk about it.

Some words stop at the end, which is the tacit understanding of adults.

Jian Anzhi opened his mouth: "It's nothing, when the time comes..."

Before she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?" Jian Anzhi shouted towards the door.

She usually stays at home alone, and few people come to her except editors. This community is an old campus, and the property management is not strict, so she is usually more careful.

A familiar voice came from outside the door: "Auntie, it's me."

"Is Jian Yao here?"

It's Huo Yan.

Huo Yan didn't come empty-handed, he brought Jian Anzhi's favorite fruit wine, and changed from his formal suit to casual clothes.

He still had a smile on his face, as gentle as ever.

Only Jian Yao felt embarrassed, wishing to run back to the room and close the door - but he couldn't do that.

In front of Jian Anzhi, he could only calmly say to Huo Yan: "Are you here? Aren't you going to have a meeting this afternoon?"

Jian Anzhi picked up the phone and looked at it: "I'll go back to the room to send a document, you guys sit down first."

Jian Yao just wanted to open his mouth, but seeing Huo Yan's expression from the corner of his eye, he pursed his lips, but he didn't say what was on his lips. He always felt that if he went to the room with Jian Anzhi at this time, Huo Yan would be sad.

This feeling came inexplicably.

Jian Anzhi hurried back to the room, only Jian Yao and Huo Yan were left in the huge living room.

The living room is very big, and the size of this house is not good. Even the master bedroom has a hard time fitting a desk, but the living room is so big that it can accommodate a child skating in it. A sofa can't take up the space at all. .

Jian Yao sat on the sofa, picked up the water glass, and took a sip of water as a cover, he didn't know what to say to Huo Yan, he couldn't pretend nothing happened, but he couldn't give Huo Yan any answer at this time.

The sofa beside him sagged and someone sat down next to him.

The distance between the two was very close, and Jian Yao once again felt the familiar body temperature and breath.

It was as if gentle sea water hit him, enveloping him in every possible way.

Even though it was only one day, Jian Yao felt the joy of reunion after a long absence, that kind of joy made his heart throb a little.

A hand gently covered the back of his hand.

Jian Yao looked up, just in time to crash into the blue sea.

"You didn't go upstairs." Huo Yan's voice was very soft, "I can only come to you."

Jian Yao lowered his head in a panic.

Huo Yan looked at Jian Yao's profile.

He couldn't force Jian Yao, but he couldn't leave him either.

Even if it's only for one day.

"I also brought you a present." Huo Yan moved closer to Jian Yao's ear.

Obviously the two of them had done something more intimate, but at this moment, Jian Yao's ears were red, as if they were about to bleed, and he couldn't help lowering his voice: "What gift?"

Huo Yan: "Don't you want to know who your biological father is?"

"I've had someone check it out."

"Do you want to see it?"