【Rebirth】Late Cool

PTSD, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, is defined as an individual who experiences, witnesses, or encounters one or more actual deaths involving himself or others, or the threat of death, or serious injury, or threats to bodily integrity, resulting in Delayed onset and persistent mental disorders in individuals.

Zhou Xiangwan has been staring at the legendary almighty Baidu entry for almost 3 minutes, unaware that the thin rain falls on the screen of the mobile phone and blurs the colorful dots. His outstanding facial features and flamboyant hair attract the curious attention of passers-by from time to time.

He's a pretty good guy, what are you doing by the side of the road so distracted?

Lovelorn?

Still filming TV?

The passers-by secretly guessed in their hearts, but their pace did not slow down. This handsome young man may become a topic of conversation on their lips, but he is just a flat passerby.

Zhou Xiangwan locked the screen of his phone. He had just gone through the discharge procedures and was going to go back to the company to get a few documents and then go home and think about life. In the end, he was heartbroken to find out that he had finally come out of the hospital despite Qian Meng's nagging. , he may have to go back to the hospital again, and now he will be in the psychiatry department.

At this moment, another car passed by Zhou Xiangwan, scaring him back three steps.

Holding his aching ribs, he realized that it was not as simple as being afraid of crossing the road. Now when he encountered the combination of the road and the fast train, his bones ached all over his body. The nightmare of being run over by the wheels played back in his mind, and he almost out of breath.

Fuck, how can you hang around in the four young masters in the capital? The Panshan racing team lost a general.

Zhou Xiangwan straightened his back, thinking that going on like this is not an option, he still needs medicine for his heart disease, and this disease must be overcome by force.

He made a good starting position, decided to wait for the green light, all cars stopped moving, and then rushed across the road like Bolt.

"Mr. Zhou, what's the matter with you?"

Zhou Xiangwan almost choked to death without bringing it up.

He turned his head, it was Wu Liang.

Wu Liang held a black business umbrella and moved it over Zhou Xiangwan's head, and asked, "Is there any discomfort?"

"It's okay, I just have a cold." Zhou Xiangwan put on a pose and played with his hair pretending to be relaxed, "Didn't Qian Meng tell you that you can rest today?"

"Well... I'll come to the company to get something and leave."

When Zhou Xiangwan saw Wu Liang in casual attire, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered that he could take Wu Liang's ride home.

It stands to reason that in the previous life Zhou Xiangwan and Wu Liang would not have any intersection, at most they met and nodded at the company.

But later Zhou Xiangwan found out that they had become neighbors.

Or the "bunk bunk" kind.

"I just want to get something, Manager Wu, can you do me a favor?" Zhou Xiangwan winked at Wu Liang.

"what's up?"

"My car broke down, can you give me a ride? My home is quite close to the company."

Alas, Wu Liang sighed silently in his heart, some did not want to get too close to the prince.But for a while, he couldn't think of a reasonable reason to refuse, so he nodded and agreed.

Seeing that he agreed, Zhou Xiangwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, now he dare not even cross the road, let alone drive.

When should I see a psychiatrist.

Zhou Xiangwan just lost his mind, and Wu Liang crossed the road with his legs.He hurriedly closed his eyes and took small steps to keep up.

Zhou Xiangwan felt that the zebra crossing was as short as 20 meters, and it was as long as a lifetime.

Wu Liang held an umbrella and tried his best to match Zhou Xiangwan's stiff feet. He was a little strange. If Zhou Xiangwan had been crossing the road with his eyes closed for the first half of his life, how could he have survived until now?

Zhou Xiangwan has been hypnotizing himself in his heart, imagining that the road does not exist, he opened his eyes a little, and the green light for pedestrians with 4 seconds left pierced his eyes, knocking him back to reality.

"Wu Liang, hurry up." Zhou Xiangwan grabbed Wu Liang's arm and rushed forward.

Wu Liang's heart was full of mud and rocks. When he stopped across the road, he looked at the panting Young Master Zhou, and felt that he had met the strangest person in his life.

Zhou Xiangwan straightened his waist and met Wu Liang's eyes with mixed feelings. He wanted not to reveal his fear of crossing the road, so he pretended to joke, "Is it exciting or surprising?"

Wu Liang couldn't hold his breath, and could only grit his teeth and squeeze out a few words: "It's okay..."

When Zhou Xiangwan saw Wu Liang's face showing an expression of never wanting to cross the road with you again, Zhou Xiangwan couldn't help laughing, his ribs, which were still aching just now, miraculously healed.

The two parted at the elevator entrance. Zhou Xiangwan asked Wu Liang to pick him up at the door of the company with a shy face in order to avoid copying on the road again. Seeing Wu Liang's good-tempered agreement, he went to the office to get the documents in a happy mood.

As soon as Zhou Xiangwan opened the door, he saw an unexpected person.

His old stallion father was sitting in his usual place, and his secretary Zhao Rong was making tea for him.

This is really bad.

"Brat, dye your yellow hair black for me!" Zhou Jianlin was nearly sixty years old, but he was still full of anger when he yelled at people, especially the unworthy descendants under his knees. .

Zhou Xiangwan looked at this old face with no wrinkles, and felt a little nostalgic in his heart.

The old man died of a stroke in 2019.He fell and didn't stand up.

Zhou Xiangwan cut off the board of directors who were ready to move, and it took two years to hold power tightly in his hands.

Among them, the ups and downs are not enough for outsiders.

Zhou Xiangwan waved Zhao Rong out, thinking that it would be too boring to argue with the old man again after being reborn. He sat down and found that it was difficult to arouse the anger at the old man for betraying his mother in his heart.

"I'll dye it tomorrow, I'm too tired today. What are you doing here?"

Zhou Jianlin's eyes are very poisonous. His eldest son, who is obviously incompetent, still sits like that, but it gives him a sense of oppression as he is talking about business. He has an intuition that something must have happened to Zhou Xiangwan recently.

"I heard that you were admitted to the hospital yesterday?"

"Are you here to care about me?" Zhou Xiangwan opened the door to a new world, "Is this still my old man who wants to die?"

Zhou Jianlin just can't see Zhou Xiangwan's sour and mean face, it's too annoying, but after so many years, he is really tired of arguing: "What happened to your mother back then was my fault, if..."

"Stop it," Zhou Xiangwan interrupted Zhou Jianlin's meaningless confession irritably, "I'm not qualified to forgive you, the person who can forgive you is already dead."

"I know, that matter is irreparable, but you are still there."

Zhou Jianlin paused, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "I heard from Qian Meng that your heart stopped beating yesterday. At that time, I was still at the airport in Singapore... After your mother left, I shouldn't send you abroad. You're right, I don't deserve you to call me Dad, I'm sorry, and I don't expect us to play any kind of fatherly and filial scenes, but, Zhou Xiangwan, you can't go on messing around like this, you How much longer can you be young? Huh?"

Zhou Xiangwan didn't know what his mood was, this scene was too strange.In the previous life, until Zhou Jianlin's death, there was a bloody feud between them. He waited for him to call him dad, and he watched with cold eyes until he tasted the bitter fruit of his own crimes.

But all the grievances look so ridiculous in front of that flat black and white photo.

Could it be that I have been waiting to say sorry?

Zhou Xiangwan saw the bloodshot eyes of the old man across from him, embarrassment and cancer broke out on the spot, he was thinking, what should I say to make the scene less like those sensational reunion variety shows on TV?

It's so interesting how the Zhou family manages their lives like this.

In the end, Zhou Xiangwan stood up and broke the silence: "Okay, I won't make trouble anymore."

He opened the door and almost fled.