After rebirth, I got hypermemory

After not seeing each other for a while, Xia Kuancheng was not mentally prepared to meet Rong Yu, so he opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound.

Rong Yu froze for a moment, then called out "Brother".

"Yes, Xiaoyu." Xia Kuancheng nodded numbly.

It was only then that Rong Yu realized that Xia Kuancheng's eye sockets were sunken, there were bloodshot eyes, his face was blue, and he looked very decadent.

"Let's go, let's get into the elevator." An Yuan hugged one and pushed the two of them into the elevator.

After entering the elevator and pressing the floor, Rong Yu turned his head to answer An Yuan's question just now, "I have an appointment with the leader of the Cultural Bureau, so I have to go there early. Why are you so early today?"

"We're going to record that food variety show. We found a village and we're going to stay there for a month. The bus will be there in a while." An Yuan said.

"Oh." Rong Yu nodded, then stared straight at the gap in the middle of the elevator door.

An Yuan turned his head to look at Rong Yu, then turned to look at Xia Kuancheng, and laughed dryly, "I think Xia Kuancheng is fine at home, so I asked him to be the main camera for me. "Look at Rong Yu while explaining.

"Oh," Rong Yu glanced at Xia Kuancheng and nodded, "It's pretty good."

An Yuan once again looked left and right, and said "tsk tsk", "Can you two be more relaxed, both belong to the elders, what are you doing?"

"Hey, what about you, Xia Kuancheng." An Yuan slapped Xia Kuancheng hard on the back, "The old man calls you brother, can you still do it? Why don't you do this, you're going to mess with me It’s hard to be caught in the middle.”

Xia Kuancheng's shoulders were shaken by An Yuan's slap, and his abrupt shoulder bones seemed to be poked out of his shirt. He kept staring at the back of Rong Yu's head for a long time.

Not sure if An Yuan's words had an effect, Rong Yu suddenly turned around, faced him, and called out "brother."

Xia Kuancheng met Rong Yu's eyes unexpectedly.

The eyes are clear and open, with apologies in them, and more worries.

These are a pair of eyes that Xia Kuancheng can't avoid, a pair of eyes that he deeply likes but can't face.

"Xiao Yu," Xia Kuancheng's voice was hoarse and deep, "I'm going to the war zone after I finish Anyuan's work."

Rong Yu paused, "So fast, where are you going? Have you completed all the formalities?"

"Going to the Middle East," Xia Kuancheng said, "the procedures are almost done, and it will definitely be completed next month."

Before Rong Yu could respond, An Yuan's eyes widened and he shouted, "Are you going to the Middle East? Why didn't I know? Why did you go to that ghostly place? Xia Kuancheng, are you stupid? Don't go."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pulled Rong Yu, "Hurry up and persuade your brother, what are you going to do in the Middle East? The war there is a mess, can you come back?"

Rong Yu slapped An Yuan's hand away and frowned, "Director An, can you stop being so crow-mouthed?"

"It's not a question of whether I'm crowed or not," An Yuan said anxiously, "The situation over there is obvious, haven't you guys watched the news? How many people are crowded at the airport and can't get away, Xia Kuancheng, you still come over, crazy Alright."

Xia Kuancheng pursed his dry lips, lowered his eyelids, and did not speak.

As a war reporter, record through the lens, so that more people can see the real battlefield, and let more people reflect on the war.This was not Xia Kuancheng's whim, but a dream of his.

Not long after that, he met Rong Yu, and Rong Yu was his more pressing dream, he wanted to be by Rong Yu's side all the time, this thought overwhelmed everything else.

So Xia Kuancheng once chatted with Rong Yu that he wanted to go to a war zone to shoot the battlefield, but he didn't act for a long time.

Now he can go, Rong Yu is already accompanied by someone, and Xia Kuancheng is completely defeated in this competition.

The silver inner wall of the elevator bridge box reflects the distance between the three people, amplifying the silent air between them and turning it cold.

"Brother," Rong Yu thought for a while, then looked into Xia Kuancheng's eyes, "You can go there after a while, the situation in the Middle East is too tense now, I heard that many professional journalists have already withdrawn."

There was a light in Xia Kuancheng's eyes, and it was rare to feel a little happiness in so many days, but unfortunately it was fleeting, and the person who could make him happy did not belong to him.Xia Kuancheng returned to the withered state in an instant, his facial muscles tensed, and he paused every word, "Since you are going to shoot in a war zone, there is no time when it is absolutely safe, right Xiaoyu?"

"Yes, brother, you are right, but the danger factor over there is beyond the standard right now, so you don't have to go there at this time." Rong Yu frowned, trying to persuade Xia Kuancheng.

Xia Kuancheng pulled the corner of his mouth and made a smiling expression, "It's all the same."

"Everything is the same?" Rong Yu asked.

"Here, it's the same as going to the Middle East." Xia Kuancheng looked at Rong Yu.

Rong Yu received the deep meaning in Xia Kuancheng's eyes, and he understood.

Here and the war zone are the same for Xia Kuancheng, he has to face loneliness and death.

He couldn't continue to persuade Xia Kuancheng, and he couldn't keep Xia Kuancheng.

Because what Xia Kuancheng wanted was him, but he couldn't give it to him, and he wasn't willing to give it to him.

He is Yan Xiao.

Rong Yu shook his head lightly, "Then... have a good trip, bro."

Xia Kuancheng smiled wryly.

"No, have a safe trip, brother...don't go downwind, but be safe." Rong Yu said again.

"Thank you." Xia Kuancheng still stared at Rong Yu, letting his eyes remember everything about him for himself, for fear of missing the slightest change in him.

Rong Yu had already turned his back to him.

Anyuan listened to the conversation between these two people very irritably, and couldn't help it anymore, "I'm so fucking annoying you two. Are you awkward? Can't you go back to the past? Act like nothing happened."

The elevator was quiet again, no one wanted to answer An Yuan's question.

After a few seconds, Xia Kuancheng sighed deeply as if he had unloaded a big burden, and patted An Yuan on the shoulder, "I've loved someone for too long, how can I pretend nothing happened?" Pass?"

Although the words were addressed to An Yuan, they were addressed to another person.

With his back turned to him, Rong Yu stood upright.

"You have been treating Rong Yu...it hasn't been long." An Yuan approached Xia Kuancheng and lowered his voice.

Xia Kuancheng lowered his eyelids, speechless.

It's been a long time, no one can imagine for a long time, longer than Rong Yu's liking for Yan Xiao.

He was Rong Yu's elder brother in his previous life.He watched Rong Yu grow from a small meat dumpling to a handsome young man, watched him become a master of ingenuity that is hard to find in court, and watched him fall in love with Yan Xiao from the Black Wind Valley Demon Sect.

Also personally destroyed him.

Sending Rong Yu to a neighboring country as a hostage was a scheme set up by Ling Bozhuang's eldest son, Rong Kuancheng, and it was all a lie.

The purpose is to unknowingly get rid of the young master of the Demon Sect who came to save people in the depths of the mountain forest, and break them up.

Obviously, the plan was very careful, even Rong Yu had hidden it from him.But I don't know at which link the news leaked, Yan Xiao knew about it in advance, and made a move in advance.

In the end, the whole incident became more and more widespread, out of control, and more and more people were involved. Limbo Village and Heifenggu blood flowed into rivers, and there was no one left.

It can be said that the disintegration of the previous life was caused by his tolerance.

In this life, Xia Kuancheng, Rong Yu, and Yan Xiao met again.

Only Xia Kuancheng knew the whole truth of the matter, but he planned to keep it in his heart and let it rot without telling anyone.

He secretly buried all his embarrassment, but still had no chance of winning.

After An Yuan asked Xia Kuancheng a word, he waited for a while, but before he got a response, he continued to whisper in his ear, "Does Yu Mo know that you are going to the Middle East?"

Xia Kuancheng shook his head, "I didn't tell him."

An Yuan gasped, and then slowly exhaled, "If you didn't meet Lao Rong right now, you wouldn't have told me, would you?"

Xia Kuancheng's face was calm and he did not deny it.

"You are really capable." An Yuan almost gnashed his teeth and popped out four words.

After the elevator door opened, Rong Yu took the initiative to step aside, reached out and pressed the door open button, An Yuan and Xia Kuancheng walked out of the elevator door.

Rong Yu didn't get out of the elevator, Xia Kuancheng looked back at him, "Aren't you going to the office?"

"I'm not going. I was going to eat in the cafeteria, but I forgot to press the floor just now." Rong Yu smiled and shook his head.

Xia Kuancheng pursed his lips tightly and nodded, his tired eyes were full of many things, and he couldn't continue to speak.

"Old Rong, eat slowly, we didn't have breakfast, wait until we come together." An Yuan turned around and yelled at Rong Yu, then pulled Xia Kuancheng's shoulders over and led him forward.

"Then hurry up, I'm in a hurry." After Rong Yu finished speaking, he moved his finger up and pressed "2".

The elevator doors slowly closed in front of his eyes, and Xia Kuancheng's back was squeezed narrower and narrower by the gap between the doors until he couldn't see it at all.

When he arrived at the restaurant on the second floor, Rong Yu did as usual, took two steamed buns, made a glass of milk, sat down on a seat by the window with the plate in his hand, and started to eat with his head down.

When there was only half of the steamed bun left, a dinner plate was placed opposite Rong Yu with a "clang".

"Why are you acting like a bandit every day?" Rong Yu raised his head and glanced at An Yuan.

"What bandit?" An Yuan sat opposite Rong Yu, "I'm called Fengfenghuohuo."

Rong Yu smiled and glanced behind An Yuan.

"Xia Kuancheng can't come, he said he had already had breakfast." An Yuan brought a bowl of Sanxian noodles, plus a deep-fried dough stick and a bowl of soy milk.

"Oh." Rong Yu grabbed a piece of steamed bun and put it in his mouth.

An Yuan stirred a chopstick of powder and put it in his mouth to cool it down, then swallowed it in a breath, "I said, Lao Rong, are you really going to persuade Xia Kuancheng?"

"I've said everything I need to say, I don't have this position anymore." Rong Yu said.

"Why are you out of position? You call him brother, so you have to persuade him about this." An Yuan stirred up chopsticks again, "I used to think you didn't listen to people's advice, but I didn't expect Xia Kuancheng to do the same " After speaking, he suddenly stopped his hands and looked at Rong Yu, "Do you think he has no plans to come back?"

Rong Yu was holding a cup and was about to drink milk. Hearing An Yuan's words, he put down the cup with a solemn expression, and thought for a while with his eyelids down, "Impossible. He told me a long time ago that he wanted to shoot war-torn scenes." The place is not decided after the relationship between me and him."

"But that's the Middle East, and everyone knows that you can't go there now." An Yuan sighed, "Why do you say you're provoking your brother?"

"If you insist on talking like this, I have nothing to talk to you about." Rong Yu said seriously.

"Hey, look at you... I don't want everyone to be well." An Yuan said, "I know you like Yan Xiao, and you are sincere. Even a blind person can see it."

Rong Yu raised his eyebrows, took a sip of milk, "Let Yu Mo persuade him."

"Don't mention Yu Mo." An Yuan shook his head.

Rong Yu: "What's the matter? I heard from Yan Xiao that Yu Mo lives with him, and the two should get along pretty well."

"Hey, you don't know yet, Yu Mo was hurt by Xia Kuancheng, and he won't be able to cancel his contract for this food variety show." An Yuan said.

"Injured?" Rong Yu didn't believe it, "Where did you hurt?"

An Yuan: "I don't know the specifics. If I ask them, neither of them will tell. Anyway, they will say that they are injured. They can't do anything and have to rest."

"Then Yu Mo isn't going to your variety show anymore, what else is Xia Kuancheng going to do?" Rong Yu asked.

"Xia Kuancheng promised me a long time ago, and Yu Mo only terminated the contract in the last two days." An Yuan replied.

Rong Yu: "You have the No. 30 photographer there, and there is no shortage of him. Why doesn't he take care of Yu Mo?"

"Oh, don't ask me, I can't ask anything. Besides, looking at Xia Kuancheng's state, I think it would be good for him to stay with me in a small mountain village for a while." An Yuan couldn't answer Rong Yu's question.

"I want Yan Xiao to ask." Rong Yu raised his head and drank the milk, then got up with the plate, "I'm leaving first, I have to arrive at the Cultural Bureau before 8 o'clock, you eat slowly."

An Yuan waved his hand at him, "If Yan Xiao asks you, tell me."

"Okay." Rong Yu said, "I'll call him at noon, he's going to sleep in the morning."