The Price of Rebirth [System]

When Zhang Chongji just got out of the shower, the phone on the desk happened to receive a text message, and it was shining a little light.

Wiping the wet hair that was dripping down the tip of his hair with one hand, Zhang Zhongji sat lazily on the bed in a bathrobe, and slid the unlock button with the other hand.

The text message was from Yuan Cheng, and the content was only a few words: I will pick you up tomorrow.

Zhang Chongji hooked the corners of his lips, and replied in a few words slowly: "Okay, Brother Yuan, please."

After the message showed that the transmission was successful, he threw the phone to the bedside, stood up, wiped his hair and walked to the window.

Outside the window is the night that is getting darker. The house where Wu Jing lives can have a panoramic view of the beautiful night scene with twinkling lights because of the high-rise building.

Obviously, now that Zhang Chongji is in Wu Jing's original home, standing here can also explain from the side: he is about to end his two weeks working in Yuan's house.

Rest is usually arranged on weekends. As mentioned earlier, Zhang Chongji is also a university teacher, so he can start to rest on Friday. Today is his last working time at Yuan's house, and he will leave Yuan's house and his family tomorrow. Get rid of the identity of the Yuan family manager.

It's not that he didn't try his best to get Yuan Ke's favor in these few days, but he was always stuck at 50% these days; and Yuan Cheng was probably really busy with work these days Every time he leaves early and returns late, when he occasionally meets in his spare time, hearing him mention it casually seems to be a lawsuit that is highly valued. In such a hurry, the opportunity to ask questions is not worth mentioning, let alone brushing up again. What a favor.

Is that all?How can it be.

It is said that the work of the housekeeper of the Yuan family is about to end, but the real end will be after the salary is settled tomorrow afternoon.

Zhang Chongji understands that this is the last chance to get Yuan Ke's favor. If he doesn't get 60% of his favor tomorrow, and it is unlikely to appear in Yuan's house again in the future, then the chance of meeting Yuan Ke is very small. ; and Yuan Cheng's current status is his lover, but not in Yuan's house will reduce the chance of contact, not to mention that even if he is busy in Yuan's house these days, he will not run into each other a few times, let alone leave Yuan's house in the future .

Seeing that he was only short of the last 20%, how could he be reconciled.

Weaving such a big net, how could Zhang Chongji not prepare his own way out in the face of opportunities that he did not grasp very well?

When he was sick that day, Zhang Chongji relied solely on his own illness as an advantage, pretending to be a lover and coquettishly poking at Yuan Cheng's soft spot, coaxing his heart into tenderness, and earnestly agreeing to give him a perfect lover date.

The so-called lover's date is set for tomorrow, and according to Yuan Cheng's work arrangement, he will barely have free time tomorrow, so Zhang Chongji also postponed his class time to the day after tomorrow through school communication.

For Zhang Chongji, this is not only a key step to perfectly conquer Yuan Cheng, but also a key point to gain Yuan Ke's favorability.

He understands that Yuan Ke just needs the last bit of stimulation at this time, and if he succeeds tomorrow, he will be able to perfectly achieve the goal and task he set for himself before.

With the cool breeze blowing on the balcony, Zhang Chongji stroked the line of his lips and squinted his eyes to look at the night in the distance, and slowly raised the corners of his lips.

He is looking forward to the final outcome tomorrow.

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Raising his hand to glance at his watch, Yuan Cheng glanced at the bouquet of bright roses inside the car, tightened his lips, and looked up in the direction of the distance with his calm and calm black eyes.

On the outside, he seemed nonchalant and calm and serious, but in fact only Yuan Cheng himself knew that the cold sweat on his palms was caused by nervousness.

As if thinking of something, he took out a small book from his pocket, and on the outside of the book cover were resolutely written a few large characters: Perfect Dating Study Manual.

Yuan Cheng opened the first page with a serious and serious expression, and the densely packed notes inside made people dazzled.

"Baby, did you sleep well last night..." He muttered the sweet words on the note with a slightly stiff tone, Yuan Cheng frowned slightly, and whispered, "Could it be too nasty..."

"Brother Yuan~!"

The clear and hearty voice came from a distance, Yuan Cheng raised his eyes and saw the white smile, his expression obviously softened, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Stuffing the little notebook into his bosom, Yuan Cheng looked at his lover who was running towards him, his eyes gradually filled with waves of tenderness.

"Huh—have you been waiting for a long time?" Zhang Chongji patted his chest and panted, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, probably because he ran over in a hurry, his normally fair cheeks were now a little rosy and looked a little cute.

Yuan Cheng's gaze indulged in warmth, he curled his lips and reached out to smooth out the wrinkles on his awkward neckline.

Today's Yuan Cheng has to be said to have been carefully dressed. His clothes are different from the rigorous ones in the past, but a bit more casual. The black striped shirt perfectly outlines his good-looking figure, with broad shoulders and a wide waist. Narrow, tall and outstanding, the hair on his forehead was not fixed with mousse, and the broken hair belonging to bangs added a bit of soft warmth to his cold and thin lines.Facing his lover at this time, he lost his previous strong and indifferent aura, and brought on a bit of an intoxicating demeanor of a nobleman.

Zhang Chongji was a little embarrassed by Yuan Cheng's actions, his face was a little embarrassed, and he whispered: "Well, it seems that I was too excited last night and overslept this morning...so I was in a hurry..."

As he spoke, his face was a little nervous, and his black eyes looked at Yuan Cheng cautiously.

"Brother Yuan, are you not angry? I was late for the first date..."

Yuan Cheng rubbed his hair, and said lightly, "It's fine."

"Well, this is good... Ah yes," Zhang Chongji suddenly remembered and hurriedly opened his backpack, as if looking for something, "I made a love bento for Brother Yuan!~"

As soon as the words fell, he took out a small white lunch box from his backpack, and looked at Yuan Cheng expectantly with his black eyes blinking as if he was being praised for his credit.

Yuan Cheng hooked the corners of his lips, took the bento, stretched out his hand and hugged Zhang Chongji into his arms, lowered his chin and kissed his lips amidst his exclamation.

How could his little lover be so cute?

Every time I see him, I feel like my heart is about to melt.

Gently rolled on those lips as if cherishing, Yuan Cheng didn't make any further movements, he opened his eyes and smiled at the little lover's blushing and trembling eyelashes, the softest part of his heart. To be touched easily, to be heartbroken easily.

It's not that he has never dated a lover, but none of them makes him want to hurt his bones like him.

It's not that he has never dated a lover, but none of them made him secretly nervous like a man in his first love.

Like him, like him.

As if remembering something, Yuan Cheng left those soft lips that made him reluctant to leave, and then lightly kissed his forehead, and said with a faint smile, "Wait a minute."

Zhang Chongji looked at him suspiciously, but saw his eyes wide open when he took out a large bouquet of bright and beautiful roses from the car, full of surprise.

"Brother Yuan?!"

Yuan Cheng coughed lightly, pursed his lips and said lightly: "Do you like it?"

The tone was flat and unwavering, as if saying that the weather is fine today.

Zhang Chongji blushed slightly, took the bouquet of flowers and nodded lightly, and responded softly like a mosquito: "En..."

Yuan Cheng remained calm when he heard the words, but he was relieved in his heart.

The lovers he had been with in the past always casually mentioned that he was dull and ignorant of romance. Although he didn't care about it in the past, he was extremely nervous when facing the young lover at this time.

Since he promised to give him the perfect date, he will also try to be the perfect lover.

Rose is the flower of love. Although it may be said to be vulgar, it may be the most feasible way to express feelings for him who is not good at expressing words.

Seeing his lover's happy expression, Yuan Cheng lowered his eyes and moved his lips to say the word "baby" but he couldn't.

Baby, how did you sleep last night, I miss you so much, I look forward to every second and every moment with you.

The sweet words in the notebook stuck in his throat, and after repeated attempts, Yuan Cheng finally spat out two words stiffly: "Baby."

Zhang Chongji was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Pfft—Brother Yuan, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing his laughter, Yuan Cheng became more and more stiff, moved his lips again but didn't say any more words, and finally could only lower his eyes lightly like discouraged: "It's nothing."

He is so stupid that he can't even speak sweet words.

Zhang Chongji seemed to see what he was thinking, and he held Yuan Cheng's hand gently with a hand holding a bouquet. The smile on the corner of his mouth was satisfied and sincere: "It doesn't matter, even if Big Brother Yuan can't speak nice words, I still like Yuan Cheng." Brother."

Yuan Cheng's eyes became softer, he gently rubbed his hair, and gave a low "en".

The feeling of liking each other... that's it.

Just a simple sentence can make people feel so satisfied and happy.

He may be clumsy when dealing with feelings, but since you like him, you must pamper him hard.

This was Yuan Cheng's only thought about his little lover, and it was within his power.

When he came to the cinema, there was already a long queue at the ticket booth. Zhang Chongji realized that there were so many people and wanted to let go of their clenched hands, but Yuan Cheng firmly grasped them.

"Brother Yuan..."

"We are lovers."

Zhang Chongji lowered his eyes, gave a soft "en" and did not let go.

"How many people?"

The ticket seller was a young man who seemed to be young, and his white teeth were very sunny when he smiled.

"two."

"Okay, is it the adjacent seat?"

Yuan Cheng glanced at Zhang Chongji, hooked the corners of his lips, and uttered three words: "Lover seat."

The voice was neither loud nor low, cold and flat, but enough for everyone present to hear.

Quite a few people turned their heads curiously upon hearing this, and whispers gradually sounded.

Zhang Chongji tugged at the corner of his clothes and called out "Brother Yuan" in a low voice in embarrassment.

Hearing that, the young man who sold the tickets was slightly stunned, and without any embarrassment, he smiled politely again and agreed: "Ah, yes...please wait a moment."

Yuan Cheng took the movie ticket, and clenched his hand tightly with the corners of his lips curled up.

He doesn't know how to talk sweetly, so use practical actions to prove that he doesn't care about bad words, and it is their original right to be with his lover openly and aboveboard.