Quick Transmigration: Save the gangster with melanism

Under deliberate concealment, no one knew that Yan Zehuan had signed up for the competition. When they went to take the exam, Yan Zehuan still asked for leave to take the exam because of illness.

The exam lasted for three days. Gu Yunzhou signed up for the English competition in the morning of the second day, and Yan Zehuan's mathematics and chemistry competitions were in the afternoon of the first day and morning of the third day respectively.

All the contestants here are excellent students who have been selected by various schools, so the food, drink and lodging for this competition are all funded by the Education Bureau. The room is shared by two people, and Gu Yunzhou and Yan Zehuan are assigned to the same room.

The morning of the third day.

After the exam, Gu Yunzhou was light and waited outside the examination room for Yan Zehuan to come out. As the bell rang, many candidates rushed out. Gu Yunzhou locked Yan Zehuan in the crowd at a glance and gave him a bottle of mineral water.

"How was the test?"

"is acceptable."

"Let's go and eat." The two went back to the hotel where they stayed, and the two who had lunch lay in bed for a mid-morning rest.

Gu Yunzhou fell asleep soon, while Yan Zehuan lay in bed in a daze, sleepless.

The sound of turning and rubbing beside him woke up Yan Zehuan from his daze, and he looked sideways at Gu Yunzhou whose back was facing him on the other bed.

Speaking of which, he passed the exam so smoothly, and he should be the most thankful. The registration form he asked for at that time was not for fear of making a mistake, but for him.

Although Gu Yunzhou didn't say anything, he still wanted to accept this love.

This is also the first time in his more than ten years of life, except for his family, that someone has cared so much for him.

[The degree of blackening decreased by 5%, and the degree of blackening: 80%. 】

The two stayed there for another night, and took a special bus back the next day.

……

The weather is slowly getting cooler, and winter has brought some cold winds.

Gu Yunzhou accompanied Yan Zehuan home to get thick clothes. He lived in an ordinary village that couldn't be more ordinary.

The house looks like it has experienced a lot of old things. There are a lot of farm tools and agricultural products in it. Fortunately, the weather is cold now, and those things are not broken.

Although there are many things in the house, it is still clean and tidy. It can be seen how hard the owner of the house is.

Gu Yunzhou turned his head and looked at the silent Yan Zehuan, knowing that he still hadn't gotten over the pain of his family's death, and now any words of comfort were a bit thin, so he raised his hand and patted Yan Zehuan on the shoulder.

Yan Zehuan's voice was a little hoarse, "I'm fine, let's go in."

Yan Zehuan packed the things he was going to bring, and picked up the kettle that had been unused for a long time. There was a little dust on it, and it seemed that no one had used it for a long time.

He clenched the handle of the kettle tightly, his eyes were a little sore, he seemed to still be able to see and hear his parents' exhortations and his sister's laughter, those happy scenes were still there yesterday.

His thin lips pursed, a tear fell from his red eyes, and fell on his hand. He raised his hand and wiped the corner of his eyes unintentionally, picked up the kettle and went out, rinsed it under the tap, and filled it with water. .

Standing in the room, Gu Yunzhou looked at Yan Zehuan outside through the window. Although he didn't say anything, this time his back was no longer as straight as before, revealing a deep loneliness and sadness.

It was almost night now, and there was no car back to the city, so the two of them were going to sleep here for the night, and then go back by car tomorrow morning.

Yan Zehuan took some firewood and prepared to light the fire to warm up the room first, otherwise it would be too cold to sleep at night.

The room is slowly warming up, and it's time to prepare dinner.

Seeing that Yan Zehuan was busy all the time, Gu Yunzhou was embarrassed to sit and wait for free food, so he walked up to Yan Zehuan, "Do you want to cook? What can I do for you?"

Yan Zehuan handed the chopped firewood to Gu Yunzhou, "You help me light the fire."

"Okay." Gu Yunzhou took the firewood, sat on the small stool, and was about to stuff the firewood into it. When he felt Yan Zehuan's glance, his hands stopped.

Good guy, this is deliberately testing him.

Gu Yunzhou resumed the character design of the rich young master, holding firewood and gesticulating at the door opening where the fire was burning, but he still didn't put it in.

He looked up at Yan Zehuan, and asked for help: "This one, can I just put it in?"

"I haven't burned it, why don't you tell me how to do it."

Yan Zehuan suppressed the doubts in his heart, squatted down, and told Gu Yunzhou in detail how to make a fire better, and then found some edible things from home, and prepared to cook.

The family situation is mediocre, the children of the poor family have already been in charge of the house, and Yan Zehuan can cook at a very young age. Over the years, his cooking skills are already very good.

Two dishes were quickly fried, and a few delicious golden scallion pancakes were baked.

Although Gu Yunzhou who started the fire had been taught by Yan Zehuan, he was still covered in ashes when he started the fire "for the first time".

I went to the bathroom to scrub briefly before coming out to eat.

Although they are just some simple home-cooked dishes, they still taste very good. Gu Yunzhou, who has eaten a lot of delicacies from mountains and seas, eats these simple meals again, and his appetite grows for no reason, so he eats more.

After eating, the two lay on the bed to rest, each looking at their phones.

Gu Yunzhou was reading boring gossip, while Yan Zehuan was looking at the photos of his family on his phone. It was also the only group photo in his phone, and it was taken on the day he just bought the phone.

He zoomed in on the photo, his knuckle fingers caressed the smiling faces of his family members in the photo, and a sour feeling came to his heart.

If... If he hadn't gone to this so-called aristocratic school, he wouldn't have missed the funeral of his parents and sister, and he wouldn't have missed their last face.

If he hadn't gone, maybe... maybe he could have prevented this tragedy from happening. He is still living an ordinary but happy life with his parents and sister.

But without ifs, everything happened, and he had nothing left.

Therefore, those people, he will not let them go, definitely!

There was a bit of murderous intent in the sadness in his heart.

"Say—" There was a voice suddenly in the yard, as if someone had come in.

Yan Zehuan and Gu Yunzhou immediately turned off their mobile phones, and they looked at each other in the dark room with vigilant eyes. They walked slowly to the door of the living room under the moonlight, and stood behind the door, one on each side.

The footsteps in the yard were getting closer and closer, and the man went to grab the door lightly, but found that the door was unlocked, so excited, he opened the door and walked in.

He didn't dare to turn on the light, so he didn't see the two people hiding behind the door.

He went into the house, fumbled for the furnishings in the house with the faint light of the mobile phone, searched for some valuable things and put them in his pockets.

Just when he was about to leave, he turned his head and saw a terrifying face. He was so frightened that he fell to the ground, "Ghost, ghost..."