The second male ran away with the cannon fodder

At 4 o'clock in the morning, the sky was slightly bright, and the movement in the house gradually disappeared. The bed was a mess. An Zixing stared at Tan Yeran, who lay in it and passed out. When his eyes swept over the traces on his body, he paused. Sighing, she went to the bathroom. After a while, she picked up Tan Yeran who was unconscious, put him in the bathtub filled with warm water, and helped him wash his body.

After a while, An Zixing wiped Tan Yeran dry, put him in a bathrobe, carried him back to the bedroom, saw that the bed was slightly wrinkled, turned around, put him on the sofa first, and tidied him up. After cleaning, gently put him on the bed and cover him with a quilt.

An Zixing stood by the bed and stared at him for a long time, then left the hotel with his mobile phone and room card, and went to a nearby pharmacy.

He stood in front of the counter in the pharmacy, a little at a loss. The owner of the pharmacy asked him what medicine he wanted. An Zixing looked a bit troubled, not knowing what to say to get the medicine. Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said immediately: "Boss, Is there any medicine for hemorrhoids, the better one?"

The owner of the pharmacy gave him an inexplicable look, and brought him a box of Ma Yinglong. After paying the money, An Zixing left the pharmacy in a hurry. The devastation of hemorrhoids is really too miserable!"

An Zixing returned to the hotel, and returned to the bedroom lightly. He was relieved to find that he had not woken up. Then he took advantage of the other party's deep sleep to apply the medicine, washed his hands, took a shower, and lay down on the bed. sleep.

The midday sun was a little dazzling and hot, and rays of light hit Tan Yeran's face through the gaps in the curtains. He frowned, put his hands in front of his eyes, opened his eyes, and after getting used to the light, he was about to sit up. But at the moment of moving, he felt soreness in his waist and discomfort in his lower body, his body froze, and he remembered what happened last night.

Tan Yeran's complexion changed suddenly, his eyes were burning, he tried to resist the discomfort in his body, and planned to get off the bed, but when he got up, his waist tightened, and he was brought into An Zixing's arms. He patted his hands and said : "Hey, it's still early, let's sleep for a while."

Tan Yeran, who has always been calm and calm, finally couldn't hold back his anger, and kicked An Zixing, who was sleeping peacefully, out of the bed, only to hear two voices from inside the room, one was An Zixing falling to the ground with a 'bang' One, and the other was Tan Yeran's muffled snort because of the pain.

An Zixing sat on the ground before he woke up, stared at Tan Yeran in bewilderment, and said, "Why are you kicking me?"

He stared coldly at An Zixing, Tan Yeran ignored him, turned his head and picked up the phone, saw a bunch of incoming calls on the screen, frowned in disgust, and made a call, only to see him say: "Xu Jie, Room 1101 of Xiaoge Hotel, bring a full set of clothes here!" After hanging up, he lay back on the bed without giving An Zixing a look.

An Zixing, who was still in a daze just now, gradually woke up in the middle of Tan Yeran's phone call. Recalling the scene just now, he was indeed a little embarrassed, but also a little angry. He said to Tan Yeran's back sullenly, "Wow, You are so heartless, who worked diligently to help you take a bath after you fell asleep, who bought medicine for you and applied medicine while you were sleeping peacefully! It was all me, without saying thank you, and taking advantage I kicked me out of bed in my sleep, I think you pulled up your pants and didn't recognize anyone!"

The more he listened, the more angry he became, and the more angry he became, the more he wanted to hit someone. Tan Yeran couldn't bear it any longer. He sat up and picked up the pillow next to him, and hit An Zixing's face with a 'slap'. He said coldly, "Shut up!"

An Zixing, who was almost stunned, was dissatisfied. He threw the pillow, walked to the bed and pressed Tan Yeran down, stopped 3 cm from Tan Yeran's face, and said angrily, "You said What!"

Tan Yeran's face was frosty, and he said coldly: "I said you shut up, you don't understand people...uh..." Before he finished speaking, he was blocked by hot lips, and his mind went blank After a few seconds, he struggled vigorously, finally bit An Zixing's lip to bleed, and then separated, he wiped his mouth vigorously, and with a "slap", he slapped An Zixing with his backhand.

An Zixing, who was blown away by a slap, stared into Tan Yeran's eyes, and saw that his eyes were full of humiliation and anger. An Zixing said stupidly, "Sorry, I didn't want to be like this..."

But Tan Yeran didn't want to listen to him, so he said coldly, "Get out of here!"

An Zixing refused without even thinking about it. He said righteously, "I won't let you here alone until someone you trust comes!"

There was nothing he could do about An Zixing like this, Tan Yeran could only cover himself under the quilt as if he couldn't see him.

Seeing Tan Yeran, who was so cold at first being so angry that he acted childishly, a smile flashed across An Zixing's eyes, and without saying anything, he took a shower, changed his clothes, and sat on the sofa waiting for someone to come.

About half an hour later, there was a knock on the door. Seeing Tan Yeran who was motionless, An Zixing put on airs and said, "Someone is here, it must be your companion, don't you want to open the door?" ?”

Tan Yeran was so depressed that he wanted to lose face in front of him, and he couldn't lose face with Xu Jie anymore. Ten seconds later, An Zixing heard a muffled voice from under the quilt saying, "Go get it..."

Hearing this, An Zixing was instantly amused, and said in a vicious way: "Huo Huo, why, aren't you very good at yourself, why don't you let me get it." Turning his eyes, he said in a treacherous tone: "Let's I can go, just call me 'brother' and listen."

His body froze, Tan Yeran pushed the quilt from embarrassment, and said with a sullen face, "No, I'll get it myself!" Tan Yeran stood up on the bed, took a step, and sat down with limp legs. On the ground, seeing this, An Zixing knew that he would not be joking. He put away his hippie smile, stepped forward quickly, picked up Tan Yeran, put him on the bed, and said, "I was just joking. If you don't want to take it, you just lie down!"

After he opened the door, he heard the other party say: "Mr. Tan, these are your clothes." As soon as Xu Jie finished speaking, he raised his head and found that it was not Tan Yeran, so he asked suspiciously: "Are you? What about?"

An Zixing smiled politely, took the clothes and said, "Hello, my name is An Zixing, you guys are always inside, it's not convenient to meet people, clothes, I just go in." After finishing speaking, Xu Jie didn't wait. After speaking, he closed the door as soon as he went back to the bed, put the clothes beside him, and said nonchalantly, "I see you look like this, it's too hard to get up, let me give you a massage!"

Tan Yeran, who had already given up on himself, turned over and lay on his stomach, turned his head to the other side, and let out a muffled "Yeah". After getting the consent, An Zixing started the half-hour massage journey.

Half an hour later, Tan Yeran did feel a lot better. He told An Zixing to turn his back on his back, put on his clothes a few times, and returned to his usual cool look. He said lightly, "The massage is really good, and what should you do?" gone."

Staring at Tan Yeran who was about to throw it away after use, An Zixing said indignantly, "Tsk, I've worked so hard to massage you for so long, I really have no conscience!"

"Then you stay here, just send the room card to the front desk, and I'll go." As soon as the words fell, Tan Yeran left the room without looking at An Zixing, and found Xu Jie standing stupidly outside, he lightly Wrinkled, said: "What are you standing here for?"

Xu Jie, who was in a trance, was startled by the sudden appearance of the voice, and said with a look: "The gentleman didn't let me into the room just now, so I was waiting at the door."

Tan Yeran glared at the incompetent Xu Jie, and said coldly, "Okay, hurry back to the company."

"Yes, Mr. Tan." After the two left, only the speechless An Zixing was left in the room, and he said to himself, "It's really cold and strong, shit, do I have a tendency to be abused? How is he, I want to help him!"

"Hey, forget it. Whether we can meet again is another matter. I have to sort out my memory." An Zixing, who didn't leave immediately, spread out on the sofa and sorted it out with his eyes closed.

About half an hour later, he opened his eyes, ran to the desk, picked up the pen and paper next to him, and recorded some important points, muttering in his mouth while recording, "First of all, avoid the main plot points, um , this one has been separated from the beginning, and the fake friend of the original owner has also broken up."

"Secondly, the internal problems of the original owner's father's company need to be resolved. Fortunately, it is not too difficult to know who the leading factor is."

"Then, where did the original owner go? This is a question. The life here is not mine. If I can come back, even if I really die, I will return my body to him."

"Finally, the strangest point, why the memory of the original owner's past 23 years is so clear, as if I have experienced it before."

An Zixing looked at the recording paper, full of doubts. After a while, a ring rang suddenly. An Zixing looked at the caller ID, answered the phone, and heard the other side shout loudly, "You stinky!" Boy, why haven't you come home yet, what time is it, don't you know?"

The distraught An Zixing replied subconsciously: "Smelly old man, why are you yelling, you just drank too much, slept in a hotel outside, and just woke up not long ago!"

When An Zixing came to his senses, how could he be so familiar with the way the original owner's father spoke.

"You bastard, why didn't you inherit my thousand cups of not getting drunk!" An Yifeng proudly showed off to An Zixing, and felt a chill behind his back. When he turned around, he saw his wife Lu Wan looking at him with a gentle smile, and said : "Yifeng, what did you say to your son just now?"

An Yifeng subconsciously covered the phone, and said flatteringly: "I didn't say anything, hehe..."

Just as An Zixing on this side finished answering, there was no sound on the other side. He said "Hello" several times, but he didn't hear the other side talking. After tearing off a few sheets and carefully checking that there were no traces, he left the room with the room card, came to the front desk, handed the room card to the service staff at the front desk, and took the elevator to the underground parking lot. The original owner drove the car here yesterday.

As soon as he sat in the driver's seat, he saw two people coming out of the opposite elevator. An Zixing was a little surprised because they were the man called "Tan Zong" and his assistant Xu Xu who had been together since last night until this morning. After being surprised, Jie developed a bad intention. He started the car and came in front of them, lowered the window, whistled, and said, "Hi, we meet again."

Tan Yeran, who had just come out of the monitoring room and planned to go back to the company, just got out of the elevator when he saw a face he had just seen not long ago. Just as he was about to pretend he didn't see him, he saw him driving and stopped in front of him , whistled at him like a ruffian, Tan Yeran pulled his face down instantly, and said, "Oh."

Seeing that An Zixing seemed to have been robbed, he clutched his chest and said, "Oh my god, you are so heartless. Anyway, we had a wonderful night!"

Seeing that Xu Jie felt that the surroundings were getting colder and colder, he could only hope that the old man would say a few words less, otherwise I would be the one to suffer.

Hearing this, Tan Yeran's complexion became worse and worse, he was as cold as ice, and said coldly: "Speak up if you have something to say, don't worry about ink stains!"

Seeing Tan Yeran's appearance, he couldn't be teased anymore, he was really offended if he was teasing, he coughed lightly, became more serious, and said, "I saw you just now, and suddenly remembered, I don't know your name yet. "

An Zixing, who was full of expectations, stared at Tan Yeran and didn't reply for a moment. An Zixing changed his state and said wantonly, "Aren't you afraid of me? You dare not even say your name, you coward?"

Probably because too many things happened today, Tan Yeran, who usually has no mood swings, blurted out, "Tan Yeran."

After An Zixing learned the name, he smiled triumphantly, and said with a smile: "Tan Yeran, that's a good name. My name is An Zixing. When we see you next time, remember not to pretend you didn't see me. I'll take a step first, bye!"

As soon as the words fell, the car drove away, leaving only Tan Yeran who made Xu Jie feel that the atmosphere was getting colder and colder.

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The author has something to say:

Tan: Do you deserve a beating for being so vile?

Ann: How come!Forgive me, but (Erkang hands)