The Price of Rebirth [System]

When Zhang Chongji pushed open the door of the ward with a beautiful fruit basket, Father Wu was humming a ditty tune to the Beijing opera on the opposite LCD TV.

"dad--"

With a cry, Zhang Chongji walked in with a smile on his face.

When Father Wu saw his son, his eyes lit up instantly, and flowers hung on his face: "Xiao Jing, are you here to see Dad?"

Zhang Chongji put the fruit basket on the bedside table, and Father Wu saw the two great gods following his son.

It was okay to see Yuan Cheng, but Father Wu's expression became unnatural as soon as his eyes fell on the second young master Yuan Ke, his face was like a painted white wall.

"Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master...you are here..."

Yuan Ke just snorted coldly at this, looked at Father Wu unhurriedly, and then sat on the sofa on one side very naturally, with one leg folded on his thigh, and his fingers crossed on his knees, feeling lazy. The appearance is very expensive.

On the other hand, Yuan Cheng nodded, said "Excuse me" lightly, and sat down next to Yuan Ke.

Father Wu, who was originally sitting in a natural posture, suddenly looked like a bodhisattva with a stiff body, with embarrassment and fear on his face.

"Dad, is your injury better?" Sitting beside Father Wu's bed, Zhang Zhongji carefully adjusted Father Wu's wrinkled neckline, with a calm tone, "Are you still used to it these days?"

"Father is fine." Wu's father patted the back of Zhang Chongji's hand, pretending to casually glance at the two gods on the sofa next to him, leaned close to Zhang Chongji's ear and lowered his voice, "Xiaojing, you are at Yuan's house...it's okay Bar?"

"Dad, don't worry, I'm fine, everything is going well with Yuan's family."

"Really?" Father Wu looked at his son with some doubts, and couldn't help but shifted his eyes to the two young masters on the sofa. Before he stayed for long, he was stared back by Yuan Ke's fierce gaze, and shrank back. Shrinking his neck, Father Wu quietly swallowed, "I don't look like it..."

"Dad, don't think too much, I'm really fine." Zhang Zhongji blinked comforting Father Wu, "I can't trouble myself about this."

"You—" petting Zhang Chongji's forehead, Wu's father finally smiled, and then his body relaxed, "I don't know when I became so glib."

Zhang Chongji smiled, didn't say anything, just said: "Dad, are you hungry, I'll wash some fruit for you to eat."

Father Wu looked at the delicious fruits wrapped in the fruit basket, and nodded naturally, but when he turned his eyes and saw the two people on the sofa, he wanted to change his mind again.

But it was too late, Zhang Chongji had already picked some apples into the bathroom when he nodded.

Just like that, Father Wu and the two young masters on the sofa stared wide-eyed, especially Yuan Ke, who looked at Father Wu almost as if he wanted to eat him.

For Yuan Ke, the younger ones just stare at the older ones, anyway, the elder brother only covers the younger ones and he can't care about the old ones!

"Ahem——" Yuan Chengqing coughed twice, breaking the slightly awkward silence, "What did the doctor say?"

"Ah, the doctor said next week..."

"Hmph, it's probably as good as it looks like that."

Before Wu's father could answer, Yuan Ke snorted coldly, with obvious sarcasm and contempt in his eyes.

Father Wu's expression was a little awkward, and he looked at Yuan Cheng with a dry smile: "Yes... the second young master is right, the plaster cast can be removed next week..."

Yuan Cheng nodded silently, glanced at Yuan Ke beside him and did not speak.

When Zhang Chongji came out of the bathroom, the apple in his hand had already been peeled, and the pink and tender apple looked very delicious.

"Dad, can you eat and see if it's sweet?" Smiling and handing it to Father Wu, Zhang Chongji glanced at the two people on the sofa, bent his lips and reached out to put the other two washed apples on the coffee table in front of the sofa. .

"I also washed two, well, if you don't mind, just eat and see."

I bought this fruit basket at the fruit shop downstairs on the way to the hospital. The shopkeeper’s mother was very impressed with this filial son who often came to the store to buy fruits. She also picked the best apples and put them in the basket. stand up.

Zhang Chongji bought it a few times when Wu's father was in the hospital, and the fruit from the aunt's house was quite refreshing.

For Zhang Chongji's approach, the two brothers reacted completely differently. This is the difference between treating lovers and enemies:

Although Yuan Cheng's face was still so cold and calm, the slight curve of his mouth could not be ignored. He picked up an apple and rubbed it in his palm a few times, looking at his lover with inadvertent warmth: "En."

And what about Yuan Ke?

He just glanced at the apples on the table, and leaned on the sofa with his chest folded in disdain. Although his eyesight was lower than that of Zhang Zhongji because of his sitting posture, his aura was absolutely incomparable. His posture was like an emperor sitting on the world. Ling Ran There was a slight sense of contempt in her eyes, and her tone was ridiculed as usual: "Am I familiar with you?"

However, for Zhang Chongji, this is the difference between being tamed and not being tamed.

He just froze for a moment, then smiled kindly, said "Sorry" softly, and picked up the other apple by himself.

"If the second young master doesn't want it, then I will eat it?"

Yuan Ke didn't even look at Zhang Chongji, he snorted and turned his head away.

As a result, a rather humorous scene appeared in the ward.

Wu's father, Zhang Chongji, and Yuan Cheng held the apple in their hands, while Yuan Ke was isolated and looked out the window helplessly. It was funny no matter how you looked at it.

This also caused Zhang Chongji to sneer, his clear and warm laughter was like gurgling spring water, which was pleasing to the ear.

"What are you laughing at?" Looking at the other party looking at him laughing out loud, Yuan Ke's face darkened immediately, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and his tone of impatience was also very cruel, "Idiot."

Hearing this, Father Wu's face was a bit ugly. He watched his son open his mouth but couldn't say anything.

But Zhang Chongji himself didn't care. He looked at Yuan Ke shyly, and said apologetically, "Sorry, Second Young Master, I didn't mean it...just... Pfft, Second Young Master just now looked like a kid who couldn't get candy. baby……"

Halfway through the explanation, Zhang Chongji couldn't help laughing again, the way he covered his mouth and rolled his eyes was very... pretty.

Yuan Cheng slightly bent his mouth, glanced at his second younger brother from the corner of his eyes, and agreed in his heart.

Damn, what metaphor is that?

The dignified president was compared to a child who wants candy.

Yuan Ke's face was completely dark when he heard these words, but when he looked at the white face in front of him, his pupils were smiling like crescent moons, he felt unexpectedly very awkward in his heart.

How could he still be smiling so happily when I clearly made things difficult for him and spoke viciously about him?

At this moment, a ringtone abruptly interrupted the atmosphere, and Yuan Cheng picked up the phone with a serious face.

"Hey?"

"Oh, I see."

"OK."

……

After answering a few words, Yuan Cheng conveniently hung up the phone, raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Chongji apologetically.

"Is there something to solve?" Zhang Chongji seemed to see what Yuan Cheng said next, and smiled, "It's okay, Brother Yuan, let's go get busy first..."

Yuan Cheng stood up, wanted to raise his hand to rub Zhang Chongji's hair, but he didn't reach out due to the scene, so he had to apologize a few times in that cold voice: "Sorry."

"It's okay, Brother Yuan." Zhang Chongji shook his head, with a faint but warm smile on his face, "I know Brother Yuan is very busy."

Yuan Cheng's eyes flickered, looking at the understanding lover in front of him, he felt that his heart was about to melt into water.

He couldn't describe that feeling, it was lingering and tender, just looking at those moist eyes, Yuan Cheng felt his whole body was crisp.

"Brother Yuan?" Zhang Chongji waved in front of Yuan Cheng's dazed eyes, and called out, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Yuan Cheng coughed, turned around and said calmly to Yuan Ke, "Ke, let's go."

"Where are you going?" Unexpectedly, Yuan Ke was still lazily sitting on the sofa with his chest folded, his eyes very arrogant, "I want to stay here."

Yuan Cheng frowned.

"Brother has something to do, but I have nothing to do today." Shrugging his shoulders and saying this, Yuan Ke's tone was tinged with a rare joke, "Brother wants me to go together because he is afraid that I will treat you... you are welcome. Is it?"

The words in the middle were faintly present, but Yuan Cheng understood what he meant.

Rubbing between his brows, Yuan Cheng had no choice but to take this wayward second brother, looked at Zhang Chongji but smiled knowingly at him, and softly said with his mouth: "It's okay——"

Yuan Cheng's eyes flickered, and he pursed his lips: "The car stays here."

The implication is that when he goes back later, Yuan Ke will drive his own car home and send Zhang Chongji back.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Ke glanced at Zhang Chongji, his piercing eyes were full of amusement: "No need, big brother, just call me Lao Chen later."

Yuan Cheng opened his mouth, glanced at his lover, and finally nodded in agreement under his comforting gaze.

Zhang Chongji naturally wanted to send Yuan Cheng downstairs. In the hospital parking lot, Yuan Cheng lightly kissed him on the cheek, rubbed his hair, and then got into the car.

Watching Yuan Cheng's car disappear from sight, Zhang Chongji frowned.

When he returned to the ward again, the atmosphere was as expected and stiff.

Yuan Ke casually glanced at the Wu family father and son, the corners of his lips twitched, and his playful tone was somewhat ironic: "Mr. Wu, you have raised a good son, not only with a sharp tongue...you can also use tricks to seduce people. "

Although Father Wu's expression was ugly, his tone was not lacking in respect: "Second Young Master, I don't know what you mean."

"What do you mean?" Yuan Ke sneered, and glanced at Zhang Chongji who was sitting beside him, "Maybe just ask your son, you will know."

Father Wu subconsciously looked at his son when he heard the words, but the latter did not dare to look at him.

Father Wu's heart skipped a beat, but his face was very calm: "No matter what the second young master says, I have great confidence in the dog, and he will definitely not do anything to make me angry."

Although the tone was respectful, it showed his protection for his son everywhere.

Yuan Ke sneered, and looked at Father Wu contemptuously: "Confidence? It's ridiculous, Mr. Wu, where did you get your confidence?"

"Second Young Master..."

"Enough." Zhang Chongji seemed unable to bear Yuan Ke's repeated questioning of his father, so he couldn't help interrupting the conversation between the two, looked up at Yuan Ke and said, "Second Young Master, if you are dissatisfied with me, you can come to me, please. Don't involve my dad."

"...Xiaojing?"

"Tch, it looks like a father and son love each other deeply. Now I have become a villain. Why, are you afraid that I will reveal your things in front of your father?" Yuan Ke narrowed his eyes and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up. It is very domineering, like a leopard ready to go, it can bite you in the mouth and tear you into the belly in the next second, "Wu Jing, I warn you, stay away from my elder brother."

Zhang Chongji's face turned pale: "Second Young Master..."

Yuan Ke waved his hand without giving Zhang Chongji a look: "You don't need to say too much, as long as you know it in your heart."

Father Wu was still at a loss when he heard Yuan Ke say the word hook up, but now when he heard the word big brother, he understood what it was no matter how old he was.

Furious, Father Wu patted Zhang Chongji on the back: "Xiaojing, what have you done!!"

"Dad—you listen to me explain..."

"Explain what?" Father Wu said in a tone of resentment. He wanted to scold his son angrily, but he couldn't bear it. "Tell Dad, is what the Second Young Master said true? Are you really with the First Young Master?..."

"Dad... I, I like the young master..." Zhang Chongji faltered a little aggrieved but did not dare to look up at him.

With a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Father Wu looked at his son with trembling fingers and spoke.

Yuan Ke on the side raised the corners of his mouth happily.

Wu Jing, as I said, you will beg me to let you get out of Yuan's house.

Take your time, don't you like my elder brother?It is absolutely impossible for me to let you do what you want.