Our lord is upright [crossing]

Rong Zhenzhen seemed to have had a very long dream.

He opened his eyes from the bed and found that he was still in his room. The upstart-style crystal lamp on the ceiling that he had disliked for a long time was slightly shaken by the wind blowing in from the window, making a crisp and pleasant sound. .

Rong Zhenzhen was stunned for a long time, then sat up slowly from the bed, stretched out his right hand and looked again and again.He remembered that there was a scar on the tiger's mouth on his right hand. It was when he was practicing martial arts with Rong Yu, he accidentally cut himself while practicing swordsmanship, and was scolded by Rong Yu for a long time.That scar has never faded away, and even a genius doctor like Lu Guanyun has not been able to come up with a panacea to erase the scar.

But now there is nothing on his tiger's mouth, it is clean, white and tender, and at a glance, he can tell that it is the hand of a rich family who has never suffered.

Rong Zhenzhen tapped his brain to try to wake himself up, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a comic book on the table. After thinking about it for a long time, he vaguely remembered that it was a serial that he had just read before going to bed a long time ago. There was a lot of complaints on the Internet overnight because of the amazing development of the plot.

So, he is... back again?

Rong Zhenzhen sat cross-legged on the bed and tried to exercise and adjust her breath, and then found that her dantian was empty, and the internal energy that had been accumulated over the years seemed to be cleared in an instant.

There's nothing left.

Rong Zhenzhen raised his hand and pinched his thigh, exerting ten-tenths of strength, but tears of pain burst out. He even forgot that he used to be a fragile young master who was very afraid of pain.

"Really, are you awake?"

There was a knock on the door, accompanied by a voice that was both familiar and far away to Rong Zhenzhen, his eyes were in a trance for a while before he thought of answering: "Get up."

As soon as the words were finished, the door was opened from the outside, and a young man who was a few years older appeared at the door. He was tall and handsome, and his appearance was seven or eight points similar to his appearance, but his temperament was very different.

"Mom said that you didn't respond to knocking on your door just now, so let me come and take a look." The young man who came in had a gentle tone, showing a real intimacy and concern for his face. The person who was staring at him swayed in front of his eyes with some worry: "What's wrong? Are you sick?"

Rong Zhenzhen's eyeballs moved, he was a little unbelievable, but also a little unspeakably excited, his throat moved for a long time before he asked in a hoarse voice: "Brother?"

"Huh?" Rong Xi looked at Rong Zhenzhen with some puzzlement, "What's wrong with you?"

Rong Zhenzhen's eyes were a little hot, he lowered his head and blinked quickly to keep the tears from falling, and when he looked up again, he resumed his foolish look: "It's okay, I just had a nightmare, and my mind is still a little unconscious."

"It's really just a nightmare?" Rong Xi tilted his head and carefully discerned the expression on his younger brother's face. He has been very good at capturing all the emotions from his little brother since he was a child. He somehow felt that his little brother was not just a nightmare, but he couldn't tell why wrong.

Rong Zhenzhen pouted and stood up from the bed impatiently. He was still wearing his little yellow duck pajamas. After looking at it in distaste for a while, he dragged out the sportswear from the closet and changed into it. After washing in the bathroom of his room, he followed Rong Qi Upstairs to have breakfast.

They live in this four-story single-family villa. The second floor is the restaurant where the Rong family gathers. When Rong Zhenzhen came down, the parents of the Rong family were already sitting on the table. Such a large open space is indeed a bit big for a family of four. .

"I don't have anything serious to do all day long, but I'm really good at sleeping late." The middle-aged man at the table raised his head, he pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, frowned and looked at Rong Zhenzhen in distaste, as if he was interested in him This lazy look is very unhappy: "What are you wearing? You are a 19-year-old college student, and you don't want to have a specific plan for the future. What are you talking about!"

Rong Zhenzhen pursed his lips. If he had been before, he would have retorted and quarreled with his impersonal father, but after those years of training after time travel, he would only be more calm than before, so he just shrugged and didn't care Said: "If you have a big brother in your family, you are an elite. Does it matter what I do?"

"I don't know what's good or bad." The middle-aged man cursed, "I'm willing to degenerate."

It's just a lazy sleep, need to go online like this?You are meaner than Rong Yu.

Rong Zhenzhen complained during the day in his heart, he sat down aggressively and took a sip of the milk on the table, he didn't seem to take Father Rong's words to heart.

Rong Xi looked around, and finally sighed and said, "Dad, Zhenzhen is still a child, so don't criticize him too much."

"Hard to blame?" Father Rong snorted coldly, "Since when did he let the adults worry about it? The children raised with the same money, how come you two brothers are the same as those born by two mothers!"

"What else can that little bastard do besides causing trouble and fighting?"

Rong Qi explained helplessly: "Zhenzhen has never taken the initiative to cause trouble. When I went to hold a parent-teacher meeting for him, even the teacher said that it was those gangster students who didn't learn well who bullied him."

"That's still useless." Father Rong didn't take it seriously, and he muttered a few words while drinking coffee: "It's not at all the hard work I was back then."

Rong Zhenzhen bent the corners of his lips, drinking his own milk with a smile, and didn't intend to argue with his father.Rong Xi had nothing to do with his increasingly strict father, so he could only shut up and put fried eggs on Rong Zhenzhen's plate, and conveniently put the steak he had cut in front of him.

At this time, Rong's mother also came down from upstairs. She is a very typical southern woman. Although she is getting older, she is well maintained and looks ten years younger than her peers.She walked over elegantly in a tailored cheongsam, with [-]cm high heels on her feet, delicate makeup on her face, her eyes were always on her eldest son, and she didn't forget to give Rong Qi a sigh of relief after sitting down. glass of juice.

"Xiaoqi, what did you think about what mother told you yesterday?"

She spoke gently and softly, just like her people, graceful and unhurried, Rong Qi shook his head and said, "I'm going to follow Dad to deal with the company's affairs recently, and I don't have time to see that Miss Zhou."

"Oh, just to meet, there is always time for a cup of tea." Mother Rong said with a slight smile, "You just go and meet, Miss Zhou has a good family background, a high degree of education and is very beautiful, you will definitely like it .”

Rong Qi couldn't resist his mother, so he had no choice but to agree.

From the beginning to the end, Rong's mother's eyes were on Rong Xi, and she didn't even stay on Rong Zhenzhen for a moment, as if he didn't exist.

Rong Zhenzhen lowered her eyelids and chewed on the steak, silently laughing at herself.

There are many different family relationships in this world, and the ones like the Rong family shouldn't be the most exotic, but it's worth gossiping about it.There is no verbal communication between husband and wife, business between father and son, the mother only sees the eldest son who makes her satisfied and proud, and ignores the younger son and is indifferent, as if she was hugged.And when the father saw the ineffective youngest son, he scolded him and disgusted him, and he couldn't see a smile on his face.

Gee.

The steak in Rong Zhenzhen's mouth was tasteless every time he ate it, just as tasteless as sawdust. He hated western food since he was a child, and it turned out that he still does the same now.

He silently put down the empty milk glass and stood up. After wiping his mouth, he raised his legs and was about to leave. None of the husband and wife at the dining table gave him a look, only Rong Xi hurriedly put down the knife and fork and asked: "Really, why don't you have eaten?"

"I'm full." Rong Zhenzhen turned his head and waved his hands gracefully, "Brother, I'll go upstairs first."

Rong Qi didn't believe that he only ate such a small amount, so he immediately said, "I'll ask someone to buy you some buns and fried dough sticks later, don't forget to eat them."

Rong Zhenzhen leaned on the handrail of the stairs and looked back at Rong Qi, and said with a smile: "I know that elder brother loves me the most."

At this time, Dad Rong was finally willing to open his mouth, but the words he said were still the same: "You spoil him so much! He is already out of shape now!"

Rong Zhenzhen went in the left ear and out the right ear, turned around and briskly returned to the room.

As soon as the door closed, the cynical smile on his face immediately collapsed.He tossed his shoes aside, walked to the window blankly and stared out of the window. The ginkgo tree had lush branches and leaves, and it was said that it was almost 100 years old.

He didn't know why he returned to the modern age when he opened his eyes. Even if he returned to his own world and his home, he was not at all happy. After so many years there, he had already forgotten who he was.

Rong Zhenzhen clenched his hands into fists and loosened them. He felt overwhelmed by the fact that he came back inexplicably, but he was helpless. He could only remember that he seemed to be poisoned by a hidden weapon in the end. After closing his eyes and waking up, everything changed. up.

The time on the calendar shows that he just fell asleep at night, and there is no such thing as a happy alliance, no court struggle, no He Jingwei, no Rongyu, no Xiaoyun, no Mengmeng...

Not to mention his A Ruan.

If it was all a dream, it would be too real, Rong Zhenzhen put her head on the window, her eyes were dim.

Whether it's a dream or reality, he has to pay all the price to go back. Only in that dream-like world can he truly be tolerant.

There is his home.

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At the same time, in another time and space far away, Yan Ruan threw all the objects on the table on the ground in a rage, grabbed Chu Hanruo's collar and said viciously: "What did you figure out from the hexagrams?" !? Why is he like this now?"

Chu Hanruo looked as usual, he glanced at Rong Zhenzhen who was lying on the bed without any life, then looked at Ling You who was anxiously surrounded by his bed with a frightened face, and Rong Mengmeng who was crying to death, for a long while Only then did he speak slowly.

"Death."

"I figured out his death." Chu Hanruo said softly, "I thought I could change everything, I thought I could help keep his soul, but...it turns out that fate cannot be changed artificially."

"He is not from this world, and it is useless to force him to stay."

"He's back."