Rebirth: The Shura Field of the Two Slag Gongs

Zhou Yancheng was startled, and closed his eyes reflexively,

He has already been physically exhausted, but in fact he has been relying on his willpower to support him. This slack,

Almost immediately he was overwhelmed by a surge of drowsiness.He struggled with his eyelids for a while, but in the end he couldn't resist the self-protection of his physiology, and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhou Yancheng fell into a deep sleep, his face was covered with potion to cover the scars, he looked embarrassed and pitiful, but his brows were stretched,

Zhou Yancheng could feel the breath of He Yan in this room.It's a strange feeling that he always sleeps well where there is no way, as if he was born to believe in everything,

He Yan is a part of his body, which makes him feel at ease and safe.

Before meeting He Yan, he slept very well, lying flat with his hands on his lower abdomen. This was trained by his family when he was thrown into the military camp when he was a child. Even in sleep, he was always vigilant.

Can't remember the exact time, once he didn't know how he annoyed He Yan,

He Yan shut the door.There are many rooms in the villa, but he just slept on the sofa in a fit of anger. The sofa was narrow, and he tossed and turned for most of the night, wrapping the quilt up and down, and never fell asleep.

The door slammed lightly, and he realized that He Yan had come out, and he didn't know why, instead of jumping up to catch He Yan, he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

He Yan went to the kitchen to heat himself a glass of milk, but when he came back, he didn't go straight into the room, but stood still in front of Zhou Yancheng.

There is no light in the living room, only the light from the bedroom is weakly flowing out. Zhou Yancheng does not have to worry about being found by He Yan pretending to be asleep. His eyelashes trembled violently. His wrist, He Yan gently lifted his hand, put it under the quilt, and pulled the quilt up until it covered his neck.

He Yan turned on the central air conditioner again and adjusted the temperature.

The sound made by pressing the "Didi" remote control gently stirred Zhou Yancheng's heart.

After that, He Yan walked back to the kitchen. After a long while, Zhou Yancheng heard the soft sound of a glass teacup being placed on the marble coffee table.

He Yan's footsteps were almost silent, and he walked back to the bedroom.

The bedroom door closed, and the living room was once again plunged into darkness.

Zhou Yancheng turned over and sat up, he stretched out his hand to touch the glass, the glass was cold, the water was not for him to drink, but when the air conditioner was on, a glass of water beside him would not be so dry.

An unfamiliar warm current flowed slowly through his limbs, Zhou Yancheng couldn't tell what it felt like at that time, his heart was like being put into a hot spring, it was hot and warm, extremely soothing.

He held the cup in both hands, his eyes were empty, and the room was dark, but he seemed to see a ray of light split into his mind.

It’s not that no one has treated Zhou Yancheng well. Since he was a child, almost everyone around him has been kind to him. He has two cousins ​​above him and two cousins ​​below him. He is the only male in the family. Asking for anything, not to mention other people around him, is extremely close to flattery.

Only He Yan, He Yan seldom gives him a good face, even if he knows he is no match for him, he will do his best when it is time to fight, and never back down when it is time to scold him, it is better than going to heaven to hear a sweet word from He Yan Disaster.

But such a stubborn little He Yan, who is ignorant of current affairs, flattery, flexibility, and winking, will quietly cover him with a quilt, turn on the air conditioner, and pour him a glass in this cool weather. water.

Zhou Yancheng leaned against the corner of the sofa, with his legs curled up. He didn't know that it was a subconscious gesture of seeking warmth.

He only knew that his heart would rise and sink for a while, and that was the first time he was in a rush of desire, and when he was desperate for He Yan, he didn't break through the door, but carefully restrained himself, not to disturb He Yan, He Yan Yan is going out to drink milk, he must also suffer from insomnia, maybe he has finally fallen asleep now, and he can't go in and disturb him.

That cautious feeling was unprecedented, as if he didn't know where to put He Yan all of a sudden, which made him feel at a loss. Before that, he only knew that he had a strong and unbelievably strong possessive desire for He Yan. Afterwards, he suddenly discovered that this feeling of trembling heart, hands and feet, not only did not scare him, but made him very nostalgic and enjoyable.

The strange emotions of pity and pampering rushed towards him like a storm without warning.

Later, Zhou Yancheng deliberately kept kicking the quilt while sleeping. Sometimes He Yan would cover him up if he noticed it. He Yan must be woken up, and only after He Yan covered him with a quilt, Zhou Yancheng slowly fell asleep with a smile of success.

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Zhou Yancheng slept deeply, but there was a contented smile on his miserable face. He Yan put down the magazine in his hand and stared at him blankly.

Zhou Yancheng kicked the quilt again.

They slept together in the same bed for four years, and He Yan had seen Zhou Yancheng sleeping soundly countless times. He was a high-spirited and domineering person outside, but he was completely undefended when he fell asleep. Randomly put on the body.

I remember that when we first got together, he didn't have this problem. They each occupied half of the bed, and almost no one could interfere with the other.

But then Zhou Yancheng became less and less sleepy. First, he kept kicking the quilt, and then he evolved into an octopus for some reason. He Yan always slept soundly, and suddenly felt suffocated. Finding that Zhou Yancheng's hands and feet were tightly tied to him, He Yan pushed away once, twice, and finally kicked directly annoyed, but after a while, Zhou Yancheng would stick to him again.

Later, He Yan patted him on the back inadvertently, like coaxing a child, Zhou Yancheng became quiet, buried his head in He Yan's neck, and fell asleep obediently, and finally he was able to live in peace in the second half of the night.

And He Yan has always been easy to soften his heart towards children.

If there is anything the same about Zhou Yancheng in the two generations, it is this kind of childishness.

He Yan thought that if he saw this person in this life, he would take a detour, but it seems that there is a hand of fate that always connects them invisibly. No, it is not fate, it is Zhou Yancheng's deliberate action.

He Yan doesn't think that Zhou Yancheng can become obsessed with him just by seeing him, if he sees a beautiful boy, Zhou Yancheng can't walk, and he can't take over such a large capital consortium as Hongshi.

He Yan is a person with a delicate mind. Whether it is Shen Qun or Zhou Yancheng, he can quickly detect all kinds of small and careful movements in front of him. Sometimes he sees through without telling the truth, but just wants to leave some room for the other party, just like Shen Qun in his previous life. Before Qun proposed to break up, He Yan had already noticed his distraught state and entangled feelings of guilt.

After rebirth, Shen Qun really treated him kindly, He Yan could see it.

Whether Zhou Yancheng is playing a game, He Yan can naturally feel it.

Which gear on the turntable of fate went wrong?

He Yan had a thought more than once, that Zhou Yancheng might also be reborn, but even if he was reborn, human nature is hard to change, and it wasn't because he had been washed out of the scriptures, or he had been enchanted by some kind of spell.

Just like he was as indecisive as before, just like Shen Qun's impulsiveness and passion have not diminished in the slightest.Their actual age is actually only 23 years old, and their life experiences limit their xinxing, and it is impossible for them to become another person because of rebirth.

If Zhou Yancheng came back from rebirth, he would still miss him. With this person's heart, he had already resorted to various tough methods, and pretending to be miserly every day was not in line with his philosophy of putting profits first.

What's more, the premise of rebirth is death...

He Yan squeezed the aching forehead, and shook off the thought again.

Some problems are untouchable. Once you think about it, you will be trapped in a cocoon.

There are some truths that cannot be pursued, and if they are stripped away, they will only add more troubles.

He Yan didn't want to disturb others, and he didn't want to make this muddy water even more muddy.He allowed Shen Qun and Zhou Yancheng to fight today because he wanted to resolve his grievances. Zhou Yancheng entrapped Shen Qun many times, and Shen Qun also caused Zhou Yancheng many obstacles. After all, these two people did not Deep hatred and hatred, there is nothing that cannot be resolved by a fight.

But He Yan didn't expect them to fight so fiercely, especially Shen Qun, who almost put all his eggs in one basket to die together.

Something must have happened between Zhou Yancheng and Shen Qun that I don't know about...

He Yan stood up, Zhou Yancheng's arm was outside, and the sleeves stretched all the way to the upper arm. There were horrible scars on it. He Yan sighed, walked over and pulled the quilt up for him, Zhou Yancheng suddenly grabbed him. Hold He Yan's hand.

He Yan thought he was awake and looked at him calmly.

However, Zhou Yancheng just muttered: "Yanyan, happy birthday, I have prepared a gift for you..."

He Yan sighed silently, I am so happy to have such a horrible thing like you.

He withdrew his hand, turned off the light in the ward, walked out of the ward, and told Lao Qin who was at the door to remember to watch Zhou Yancheng's IV, rubbed his forehead, and went to look for Shen Qun again.

For Shen Qun, He Yan always has a softer mind. Even if there are two children in a family, many parents prefer the dumber and weaker one. The silly baby is loved, and the crying child has milk.

Compared with Zhou Yancheng, Shen Qun is really cute.

He Yan pulled out a chair and sat beside Shen Qun's bed, his eyes were empty and his mind was hazy.

Originally, there was a pool of water in his heart, silt was silt, and clear water was clear water, but now a stick was stuck in and crazily disturbed the pool, making him a mess. He didn't know what to do with these two people, the three of them The relationship between them is like a train that has derailed, and it is speeding away in an uncontrollable direction.

He Yan felt as if he was tied in the middle of a rope. Zhou Yancheng and Shen Qun each occupied one end of the rope and pulled desperately. Although he was pulled very irritablely, those two people also got their hands full. Blood dripping.

He Yan thought that he was really terrible.

At this point, He Yan introspected that he had an unshirkable responsibility. He had a love-hate dilemma for Zhou Yancheng, and he wanted to refuse Shen Qun.

It can't be like this, He Yan supported his forehead, it can't be like this anymore, everything started with him, then everything should end with him.