The Price of Rebirth [System]

Yuan Ke's company is actually not far from the hotel where Zhang Chongji is now resettled, so the time needed will naturally not be too long, but this short period of time is enough for Zhang Chongji to do another small thing.

For example, a phone call or a text message.

Leaning lazily on the soft pillow at the head of the bed, Zhang Chongji slid the phonebook to the bottom, looked at the familiar but somewhat unfamiliar name, and chuckled.

"The Yuan family's brother, Tengjie... is about to collapse."

Putting the phone to his ear, Zhang Chongji quietly listened to the "beep--" sound from the phone, his long eyelashes were like a beautiful and delicate fan, which made his side face more moist harmless.

"Di——" the last sound was cut off abruptly, and the next second was the silent sound of the phone being picked up. Zhang Zhongji's eyes flashed, and his lips tightened.

"……Hey?"

There was a cold and familiar voice from the other end. Under the magnetic voice, there were traces of imperceptible exhaustion and alienation, but Zhang Chongji felt in a trance for a while.

Even though he hadn't heard that man's voice for a long time, Zhang Chongji's mind still clearly showed the man's face, and he even imagined him talking with his mobile phone, and the tenderness hidden under those indifferent eyes.

Zhang Chongji was not in a hurry to speak, but pursed his lips to listen to the magnetic voice of the man in the microphone, and narrowed his eyes.

"...Which one?"

Didn't hear the answer on the other end, the man on the other end of the phone still spoke with the same careless words, but obviously impatient and indifferent.

Zhang Chongji's eyelashes trembled, the corners of his lips subtly curled up, and finally he moved his lips and called out the name.

"...Yuan Cheng."

"..."

Almost instantly, Zhang Chongji noticed that the originally steady breathing on the other end of the phone was a little turbulent or even stagnant, followed by the uncertain questioning tone in the man's hoarse voice.

"...Wu...Jing?"

Zhang Chongji sighed lightly, and said "En" softly, and after a few seconds of strange silence, there was a "beep--" sound of hastily hanging up the phone.

Zhang Chongji put down his arm holding the phone, looked at the black interface on the screen that ended the call, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

Expected behavior, if the man answered his phone calmly, he would have to panic.

The more he dared not face it, the deeper he was in Yuan Cheng's heart, and what he needs most now is this deepness, a fatal feeling that can overturn the whole situation and be forced to break up the brotherhood.

Laughing lightly, Zhang Zhongji fell heavily on the pillow at the head of the bed, staring straight at the delicate and luxurious chandelier on the ceiling, the gentle smile on his face made his appearance even more innocent.

"Yuan Cheng, let me tell you... what is the out-of-control jealousy among men."

Since the last time he broke up with Yuan Cheng downstairs in his house, he has indeed never seen the man who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, but the other party seemed to have evaporated and never appeared in front of him again. It is an agreed tacit understanding, even the opportunity to meet will be staggered involuntarily.

At that time, Yuan Cheng was escaping after being injured, but he was hiding because he was afraid that he would not be able to afford that feeling.

Both of them pretended to be nonchalant, and they felt the most real reaction from the bottom of their hearts more clearly than anyone else in the world, but now... Zhang Zhongji sneered disdainfully, and the emotion in his narrowed eyes was full of meaning.

In the final analysis, after the engagement, Yuan Cheng could barely be considered a family man, although Zhang Chongji's behavior in the future might appear a little bit mean and shameless as if inserting a third party, he no longer took it seriously.

He already understood very well that if he wanted to get something, he had to discard something, which belonged to Zhang Chongji or Wu Jing.

Zhang Chongji turned over and covered his face with the pillow, muffled murmurs came out muffled with a bit of sneer, although it was a smile, there was a hint of imperceptible certainty and sudden loss .

"Then...be crazy about me, my...Brother Yuan."

What he can lose is almost the same, and the next time is his turn to be compensated.

When Yuan Ke opened the door of the hotel room, he saw a young man sitting on the bed holding a mobile phone with a dazed face. He lowered his head and stared blankly at the mobile phone in his palm. The expression on his face was a little sad, but it was more like a kind of self-loathing?

As if startled by the sound of the door opening, he raised his head in panic and at the same time subconsciously hid the mobile phone in his hand behind his back. The simple and reflexive action made Yuan Ke frown.

"You came?"

What was different from the calm tone was the man's flustered and surprised eyes.

"What are you hiding?" Yuan Ke didn't answer, but asked him instead. Kneeling on the mattress with one foot, his lips pursed tightly, he stared at the other party's white neck swallowing up and down, and then shifted his gaze to that With both hands hidden behind his back, he said lightly, "Take it out."

"...It's just a mobile phone." Zhang Chongji lowered his eyes and replied casually, but the other party snorted coldly and stretched out his hand. Zhang Chongji's eyes flashed, and his subordinates pushed and shoved the mobile phone under the pillow. Pushing his body up, it would be more appropriate to say bumping rather than sticking, the bridge of his nose hit the other's strong and warm chest fiercely, causing himself to groan in pain.

"...idiot." Yuan Ke sighed lightly, raised his chin and saw his red nose bridge, gently touched the red mark there, Yuan Ke's tone was a little helpless, "What are you doing in such a hurry, is it true that you are hiding something from me?"

Zhang Chongji didn't speak, just nestled in his arms without moving, his arms tightly grasping his, as if to prevent the other party from reaching out to explore.

This kind of defensive action made Yuan Ke feel more and more uncomfortable in his heart. He shifted his gaze to the clean white pillow in front of him. Maybe because he didn't hide it well, he even revealed a corner of the phone, but Yuan Ke He felt that this corner seemed to become a lump in his heart, which made him depressed.

They are obviously lovers, and they have even done the most intimate things, why does he still have something to hide from him?

He didn't understand, but he also felt inexplicably uneasy about it.

Perhaps what he often does now is blindly possessive and controlling, but that is also the only clumsy way he can express his feelings.

He didn't even dare to imagine or even know himself, how afraid he was of losing the person in his arms.

Yuan Ke knows that he is not an expert in feelings. Sometimes he even doesn't know how to get along with or even talk to the lover he likes. Domineering behavior and doing things are his consistent style.

Yuan Ke never thought about changing himself. Even if the person he likes obviously rejects his behavior, he only restrains himself slightly instead of changing completely.

like now.

Yuan Ke couldn't suppress his desire for control and curiosity, so he pulled out his arm almost easily, stretched out his hand and opened the pillow, and a small black mobile phone came into view.

Yuan Ke subconsciously lowered his head to look at those eyes, but only saw the slightly trembling eyelashes of the man's lowered eyelids.

Until he got the phone, a series of movements went smoothly and unimpeded, but Zhang Chongji stopped him without any resistance, which made Yuan Ke a little puzzled. When he almost wanted to raise the man's chin, he saw the man lift up his hand. Sad eyes looked at him with a wry smile.

"Yuan Ke, do you have to do this?"

The bitterness and helplessness in his tone made Yuan Ke stunned. He moved his lips but did not make a sound, but he heard the man continue:

"I'm yours, so you have to control everything about me, including my body?"

Yuan Ke pursed his lips and said nothing, but his cognition was no different from what Zhang Chongji said.

He admits that his desire to control himself is relatively strong, and this point becomes more prominent and obvious when he meets the person in his arms. Even Yuan Ke himself sometimes feels creepy about the inexplicable possessive desire to treat the person in his arms, but he He didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly with those deep eyes, but Zhang Zhongji's next words made him clenched his fists.

"Not only my body, but also all of my heart must be opened for you to see, there is no freedom at all, is it?"

"Yuan Ke, your behavior makes me feel very sad... Are we really suitable to be together?"

The gradually lowered voice changed from a mocking tone to a sense of loss and dejection, which almost made Yuan Ke's whole heart clenched tightly. He looked down at the phone in his hand and fell silent.

To put it down...or to open it?

Yuan Ke suppressed his morbid desire to control, took a deep breath, and finally put down the phone.

"Sorry." The hoarse male voice was slightly apologetic, "I couldn't control it."

In front of him, he can always learn to be humble and compromise, but he just doesn't want to lose him.

No matter how proud the president is, he can only be the most humble person in front of his beloved lover.

Zhang Chongji didn't seem to expect that Yuan Ke would give up looking at his phone, he was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, and said seriously, "Thank you."

Looking at the smiling face in front of him, Yuan Ke was a little dazed but felt it was worth it. Even though he felt as uncomfortable as ants crawling in his heart, he still didn't do anything.

Wu Jing is his.

Yuan Ke recited these words silently in his heart, and hugged the person in his arms even tighter.

"Actually...you don't need to come here, I just..." The two were silent for a while, Zhang Zhongji nestled in his arms and answered sullenly, as if he felt somewhat apologetic for Yuan Ke's hasty rush, "Where is your company...?"

"It's okay." Yuan Ke just stroked his hair. He had to say that he enjoyed this moment very much. It was quiet and full of comfort, which made him feel inexplicably fulfilled. "It doesn't matter if the company doesn't have me."

With the indifferent sentence and raised eyebrows as if nothing had happened, it seemed that his departure was really just a trivial matter, and only he himself knew whether this was the case.

After a pause, Yuan Ke pretended to mention it nonchalantly, with a rare emotion of confirmation: "Just now... what I said on the phone, is it true?"

"What?" Zhang Zhong was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

"You... miss me?"

The person in his arms fell silent, and Yuan Ke began to calm down with joy as he waited second by second.

Sure enough, he is still...

The corner of Yuan Ke's lips could not help evoking a wry smile, but at this moment the person in his arms gave a soft "En".

Yuan Ke was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly realized that the joyful arc of the corners of his lips widened, and the strength of the hug also increased, until the person in his arms exclaimed in pain.

Now Yuan Ke doesn't want to think about anything, he just wants to pamper him, it's not an exaggeration to pamper him to heaven, he just wants the person in his arms to nest in front of his heart so obediently for the rest of his life, the close distance is enough for him Feel the steady heartbeat of both sides.

"Yuan Ke..."

"kindness?"

"How about I... go to work in your company?"

Yuan Ke lowered his head in surprise, but met those expectant and gentle eyes, and opened his mouth. Yuan Ke's mind was blank, as if he hadn't recovered from the words of the person in his arms. Hibiki just spat out a word in a little surprise: "What?"

Zhang Chongji just looked at him quietly, then smiled and lowered his eyes, and said softly: "I'm sorry to bother you? I'm just talking casually. What's the use of me as a university teacher going to your company..."

The volume of the last sentence gradually decreased, with a faint sense of loss, if Yuan Ke hadn't listened carefully, he wouldn't have heard it at all.

Yuan Ke frowned indiscriminately, pressed his chin on his soft hair, and said in a hoarse voice with a soothing meaning, "Why do you suddenly think...?"

He paused, pondered for a moment before speaking again, "If you really want to..."

At this moment, Zhang Chongji shook his head and interrupted his words: "No need."

"kindness?"

Facing the man's seldom suspicious eyes, Zhang Chongji just smiled and hugged his back, nestled in his arms, and muffled after a while: "I'm too whimsical."

"……scene?"

Zhang Chongji no longer spoke, just lowered his head.

Although Yuan Ke was puzzled, he was also flattered by his seldom dependent actions. For him, it seemed that everything was going well. Sure enough, the bond between men should start with physical communication, right?

Laughing at his absurd idea, Yuan Ke shook his head, and had no time to think too much about what Zhang Chongji had just said about the company.

But the man who was stuffed in his arms quietly raised the corners of his lips, smiling harmlessly and gently.

The company's tentative...success.