After rebirth, I got hypermemory

It was 4 o'clock in the afternoon when Rong Yu returned to the urban area. This time was neither early nor late. I was afraid that it would be too late to go home, so I had dinner earlier.

So he drove slowly to the restaurant he had booked in advance.

This is a private restaurant opened by the river. The two-story black tile building is hidden in the dense green bamboo forest.

Rong Yu parked the car on the path, walked through the bamboo forest, and pushed open the small wooden door on the first floor of the restaurant.

With the click of the wooden door, the female boss with heavy make-up came out of the room, swinging her high ponytail, and the golden earrings on her ears were swaying and shining, giving her a tacky beauty.

She walked towards Rong Yu and smiled generously, "Mr. Rong, you are so early? We haven't started business yet."

"Well, it's okay, I'll wait for someone." Rong Yu smiled.

"It's going to be a long wait," the female boss looked up at the wall clock, "Why don't you call someone over earlier, and I'll ask the kitchen to make it for you earlier?"

"Forget it, let's eat on time, I'll contact him later." Rong Yu thought for a while and said.

"Mr. Rong, would you like to come over and join us for a table?" The female boss patted Rong Yu's arm, and glanced at the backyard with eyes with obvious eyeliner, "They are playing cards inside."

"You don't have a long memory?" Rong Yu followed the gaze of the female boss and glanced at the backyard.

"Hey, why are we afraid of killing house sparrows? This is a normal entertainment for ordinary people." The female boss laughed.

People in the backyard were shouting, "Hurry up, old girl, wait for you to make a card—"

"Go quickly, I will greet myself." Rong Yu said.

"Okay, see if you want a booth or a private room. After I choose, I will transfer the ones reserved by previous guests," the female boss said to Rong Yu as she walked to the backyard, "Oh, yes, a batch of old tea cakes have been brought in. , I asked the waiter to come over to help you soak it, I sold it for 200 a pot, and the customers said it tasted good."

Before Rong Yu could respond, the female boss yelled into the other room, "Xiao Lingzi, Teacher Rong is here, pry over that, that best Pu'er, hurry up."

Xiao Lingzi ran to Rong Yu just as fast as the female boss disappeared into the backyard.

"Hello, Boss Rong." Xiao Lingzi greeted Rong Yu, "Shall I make the tea for you, or do you make it yourself?"

"Don't be too busy, I don't drink tea." Rong Yu shook his head.

"You don't drink it? It's very good tea. We sell it very well. Pu'er can help you lose weight," Xiao Lingzi blinked. "But you don't need to lose weight."

"You go about your business, don't worry about me." Rong Yu said.

"Where are you sitting?" Xiao Lingzi asked, "I'll bring you snacks and fruits."

"Wait a minute, I'll call and ask." Rong Yu took out his cell phone, redialed, and when he heard the lazy voice over there, a gentle smile spread across his face, "I'm back, what are you doing?"

He was completely unaware of how soft and loving his voice was, as if a louder voice would hurt the other party, Xiao Lingzi walked away very consciously when he heard it, tsk tsk tsk, Boss Rong also has today.

"I'm at the restaurant, come here, I want to see you." Rong Yu lowered his head, rubbing the ground with his toes.

"Do you want to sit in a booth or in a private room?" Rong Yu continued to ask.

"Okay, then the private room, are you coming over now? I'll send you a location."

After hanging up the phone, Rong Yu clicked on WeChat and sent Yan Xiao a location.

Turning to Xiao Lingzi, she said, "I want the smallest private room, just the two of us."

"The smallest private room is a room for six people, Boss Rong."

"A six-person room is a six-person room," Rong Yu raised his foot and walked into the small building, asking as he walked, "Is it the second floor?"

"Yes, the private rooms are all on the second floor," Xiao Lingzi followed, "Boss Rong, this is your own shop, and you don't often come to see it."

"This is not my shop, this is your shop." Rong Yu said.

"But our boss said, you paid hundreds of thousands for this store, so it is also your store." Xiao Lingzi said.

"I didn't agree, tell your boss to return the money to me quickly." Rong Yu joked with Xiao Lingzi.

"Oh, my aunt invested all the money in the third branch store. How can I pay you back?"

"If you don't have any money, do you have to give me the store?" Rong Yu turned a corner and went up the stairs, "Anyway, I have an IOU from your aunt."

"Is there a repayment deadline on your IOU?" Xiao Lingzi asked.

"No."

"Then you might as well ask for a shop..."

Rong Yu has already gone up to the second floor, and continues to walk towards the east end of the corridor.

"Hey, Boss Rong, you're going the wrong way," Xiao Lingzi gave him a tug, "The small private room is at the west end, and the east end is full of big private rooms."

"Oh," Rong Yu turned around, "I'll go to the innermost room, you don't have to follow."

"Okay, then your friend is here and I'll bring it to you." Xiao Lingzi stopped, "I'll go down and cut some fruit for you... Let me make you a pot of grapefruit tea, my aunt soaked it with honey herself."

"Okay, thank you." Rong Yu entered the private room, first turned on the light and then opened the window, put one leg up with his whole body relaxed, and sat facing the door of the private room, waiting for Yan Xiao while swiping his phone, and also waiting for the upcoming day A confession.

When receiving Rong Yu's call, Yan Xiao was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, holding a bowl of peppercorns, with drooping eyebrows, chewing slowly, and then spitting it out, insisting on doing useless work.

The left side of the face was still bulging, Yan Xiao was very disappointed with Dr. Huang's mother.

On the phone, he promised Rong Yu to come over immediately. After putting down the phone, Yan Xiao scratched the short hair on the top of his head vigorously, called Uncle Li at the top of his voice, and asked if there were any masks at home.

Uncle Li took out a large pack of masks from the storage room and handed them to Yan Xiao, "We have masks at home, and there are plenty of them. Do you want alcohol?"

"What do I need alcohol for?"

"Masks and alcohol, these two things feel that they must appear together." Uncle Li said.

"I want a mask to hide my ugliness." Yan Xiao took the mask.

"Where is it ugly? It's not ugly, isn't it just a little swollen face? It's okay, you can't see it unless you look carefully." Uncle Li said.

"Uncle Li, don't comfort me," Yan Xiao put the pepper bowl beside him, poked his swollen face with a finger, and muttered in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt so much, I wish I had a date tomorrow, if I have a date tomorrow My face should be fine."

Uncle Li heard it no matter how low it was, and the old man chuckled, "Then let's make a date at another time, call and talk to someone."

"No, I promised him everything." Yan Xiao shook his head, "A man must keep his word, and he must not go back on his word."

"Hehe—" Uncle Li looked at him and smiled without saying a word.

"Hey, Uncle Li," Yan Xiao stretched his legs, stepped on the ground with bare feet, and leaned in front of Uncle Li, "If you say I look like this, he won't despise me, right?"

"Ah? Which one? Who?" Uncle Li pretended to be stupid, and also pretended to be deaf, "What did you say, young master?"

"Forget it, let's not talk, I'm going to change clothes." Yan Xiaojin pulled on the slippers and went upstairs to change clothes.

Uncle Li looked at Young Master Yan's back, and said quietly, "If he really likes you, he likes everything about you. If he doesn't like you, he doesn't like anything about you."

Yan Xiao stopped walking upstairs, turned his head and smiled, "I think so too."

After poking around in the cloakroom, Yan Xiao picked out a light gray shirt and a pair of black trousers.

He likes to wear formal clothes in front of Rong Yu to make himself appear more mature.

The shirt is tucked into the trousers, which makes the waist and hips look sharper, the hip line is slightly raised, the long legs are straight, and the sleeves of the shirt are rolled up twice, revealing the thin forearm.Yan Xiao tidied up the shirt around his waist in front of the full-length mirror, then took out a black belt from the closet and tied it loosely around his waist. The smooth muscles of the waist and back were tied into a charming shape by the belt.

He turned around and looked at his own back in the mirror. It was okay, it could reduce the ugliness of his swollen face.

"Alas—" Yan Xiao sighed, went downstairs, put on a pair of black lace-up leather shoes in the entrance, squatted on the ground, and tied the shoelaces with a bow seriously.

Then he straightened up, put on the mask, and adjusted the mask with his hands, covering the lump on the left face, only revealing the thick black eyebrows and eyes.

When Yan Xiao pushed open the door of the private room in full armor and walked in facing the light from the window, Rong Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and then the corners of his mouth curled up, looking at him with a smile.

Rong Yu, who was sitting by the window, was against the light, and the light golden light enveloped him from behind, making his fair skin translucent.

As if caught in the eye, Yan Xiao hurriedly lowered his eyelids, sucked his nose, and walked forward... Unexpectedly, he was hugged by someone.

I don't know when Rong Yu stood up, and I didn't see how he hugged him into his arms. When Yan Xiao raised his eyelids, the tip of his nose just brushed against Rong Yu's face...

Rong Yu tightened his arms, as if he was afraid that he would slip away, and firmly held Yan Xiao in his arms.

"Young Master Yan, we meet again." The deep voice entered Yan Xiao's ears clearly.

Mr. Yan?

Mr. Yan! !

Even though Yan Xiao had already guessed the fact of Rong Yu's rebirth, the three words "Mr. Yan" still exploded in his ears like thunder.

That's what Rong Yu called him in his last life!

Mr. Yan, are you there?

Mr. Yan, I'm here.

Mr. Yan, here I come again.

Mr. Yan, eat this, this is delicious.

Mr. Yan, shall I take you to the market?

Mr. Yan, don't pick that one, it's very dangerous...

Yan Xiao lowered his head, pressed his forehead against Rong Yu's neck, sniffed, and called softly, "Brother Rong Yu..."

"I'm sorry." Rong Yu patted him on the back.

Yan Xiao's shoulders trembled, and his hands wrapped around Rong Yu's waist even tighter, "It's okay."

All the grievances, grievances and unwillingness disappeared with this "it's okay".

Rong Yu was reluctant to let go of him, raised his hand to rub Yan Xiao's hair, and told him everything in a soft voice.

Yan Xiao didn't want to let go, so he leaned on Rong Yu's shoulder in such an awkward posture, listening to his explanation.

Rong Yu's hand slid from the top of his head to the back of his neck, and pressed him lightly, "Are you sore from leaning on your neck?"

"It's sore, give me a massage." Yan Xiao lay down even more, his chin poked on Rong Yu's collarbone.

"Here you go," Rong Yu smiled, "It's the first time I've discovered that being tall isn't a good thing, it's a waste of time."

"That is, what good things happened to you? Just be content." Yan Xiao also laughed.

"Well, I'm content," Rong Yu turned his head and kissed Yan Xiao on the mask, "Why are you wearing a mask? Are you really sick? What's the matter? We're all in the house, so let's take it." After speaking, he hooked Yan Xiao with his finger Mask straps behind the ears.

"I don't." Yan Xiao turned his face away.

"What's wrong with this? Do you have to cover it up? Could it be a real fight?" Rong Yu held Yan Xiao's shoulders with both hands, and pulled him straight in front of him.

"Oh, there was no fight." Yan Xiao said.

"Let me see." Rong Yu lifted Yan Xiao's mask off after finishing speaking, and took a breath, "What's wrong with your face?"

"I have a toothache." Yan Xiao covered his face.

Rong Yu touched the swollen bump on Yan Xiao's face, and frowned, "It's so pitiful."

"I'm not angry with you." Yan Xiao glared at him.

"I won't be angry with you in the future." Rong Yu leaned over and kissed him lightly.

Kissed the small swollen bump on Yan Xiao's left face, and then stretched out his hand to gently stroke it.

"Isn't it ugly?" Yan Xiao asked.

"Not ugly, it doesn't affect your beauty at all." Rong Yu replied seriously.

The private room is very quiet, the big locust tree outside the window is in its last flowering, a cluster of snow-white sticks in from the window lattice, occasionally bringing out a few early summer cicadas.

They will never forget the scent of locust tree flowers with cicadas in their lives.

"Boss Rong, look quickly, I carved a fruit flower basket for you..." The door of the private room was knocked open by Xiao Lingzi with a bang.

Two people in the private room are kissing...