Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

Every year there is a time when the people of the whole country act in unison, and that is the Spring Festival.

All the people went home one after another.Congested trains, deafening firecrackers, and red blessing characters are all full of unique Chinese colors.

Today's Song residence is extremely lively.The nannies and drivers all went home for a reunion, and only Song Yaze and Yan's family were left to celebrate the New Year together.

The four put on aprons and stood in the kitchen making dumplings, talking and laughing, it was very lively.Even the frizzy Yan Yu, who came home from the winter vacation, joined the dumpling making team, clumsily holding the shapeless dumplings while being scolded by Yu Guimei for being stupid.

Although Song Yaze's movements were not professional, compared with Yan Yu's, they could be considered neat.

"Brother Song, you can actually make dumplings!!" Yan Yu looked at Song Yaze's familiar movements, a little excited and admiring.

"Because I like to eat it!" Song Yaze said with a smile.

"How come this dumpling is like plasticine in my hand, I can't grab it!"

Yan Yu looked at the dying dumpling in his hand, tilted his head and cried.

"You still have the guts to say it," Yu Guimei glanced at her son, "Oh, if you had applied for a major in finance, you wouldn't be so stupid!"

"Mom!" Yan Yu hurriedly interrupted his mother, "You can even get involved with dumplings, you really can diverge your thinking!"

"That's right," Song Yaze also helped Yan Yu, "Didn't Yan Yu be selected into the special police team! How proud!"

"Hmph!" Yu Guimei pressed Yan Yu with her elbow, and waited for Yan Yu to howl before saying:

"For such a dangerous job, I still have to go abroad, and I can't even go home."

"Mom!" Yan Yu was extremely wronged, "This is my dream, dream, you know?"

The doorbell rang suddenly, and Yan Deguang immediately tore off his apron, resumed his usual steady manner, and got up to open the door.

A familiar tall and thin figure came in, and Song Yaze couldn't help feeling a headache.

Jiang Yuan was wearing a heavy gray overcoat with a straight body, which looked very high-end. He wore a black woolen scarf around his neck and held a beautifully wrapped gift in his hand.

With his head held high and his eyes lowered, he scanned the people sitting at the dining table, and finally fixed on Song Yaze. The light in his eyes flickered, and he lifted the gift and placed it on the dining table.

"Jiangyuan..." Song Yaze stood up and said helplessly, "Why are you here?"

"Why, aren't you welcome?"

Jiang Yuan smiled, taking off his heavy wool coat and hanging it on the coat rack in the corner, revealing a high-grade silk white shirt and well-pressed velvet trousers, which highlighted his perfectly proportioned figure to the fullest.

He pulled away the chair next to Song Yaze and sat down, with an anti-customer attitude; He also took out a sandalwood box engraved with classical patterns.

"Look at the present I prepared for you."

While talking, Jiang Yuan put the box in front of Song Yaze's eyes, and gently opened it.

A scent came over his face, and Song Yaze, who was very allergic to the scent, frowned before he could clearly see what was inside the wooden box.

It was a finely carved golden leaf that exuded the smell of copper. It was much larger than the ones on the market, and it was lying heavily in an exquisite wooden box. It looked very high-profile and luxurious, with an elegant and extravagant atmosphere.

"Pure gold, limited worldwide, handcrafted by Italian craftsmen."

Jiang Yuan spread Song Yaze's hand and put the gold leaf into his hand.

very heavy.This was Song Yaze's first feeling.

When holding the leaf, his heart was complicated.The heavy leaves lay in his hands, which made his heart heavy.He never thought that the story would go this way.Because of the tragic death of Baili's parents, the perpetrator still loves him, and the sense of guilt and burden makes him extremely depressed.He felt the colorful and messy smoke rising from his atrium, which made him very disturbed.

well!This leaf is not gold, but like a mallet with thorns!

After the countdown, Song Yaze took Jiang Yuan to the guest room on the third floor.

The guest room of the Song residence is decorated with the same antique flavor as the master bedroom, and there is no distinction between primary and secondary.The soft carpet depicts patterns with Chinese characteristics, and the mahogany furniture is all available, and red jade is inlaid in the conspicuous places.

Song Yaze looked back, but was surprised to find that Jiang Yuan didn't bring any luggage.

"Didn't you bring a change of clothes?" Song Yaze asked, looking up at Jiang Yuan.

"Well," Jiang Yuan replied, "my helicopter will pick me up tomorrow morning."

"Then how are you going to sleep tonight?"

Jiang Yuan smiled meaningfully, "You can lend me your pajamas."

Song Yaze ignored it, and just replied, "I have new ones here, you don't need to wear mine." After a pause, he added, "I'll get them for you now."

"No need," Jiang Yuan suddenly approached Song Yaze, put his arms around his shoulders, lowered his head, and leaned into Song Yaze's ear and said:

"Long time no see, I miss you so much."

He pressed Song Yaze's shoulder, pushed him straight back, pressed him on the bed, covered him up, and kissed Song Yaze's forehead.

Song Yaze was startled, but with a calm personality, he still remained calm, with a steady voice:

"Are you going to force it?"

"Haha," Jiang Yuan caressed Song Yaze's face, looked into his eyes, and said:

"A real man doesn't do that kind of despicable villain's tricks."

Song Yaze was silent for a while, and then continued with a complicated expression: "But you can kill people as soon as you want."

"Heh." Jiang Yuan sneered, sat up from Song Yaze, raised his eyebrows and said:

"I am generous in everything I do, including killing people."

Song Yaze looked at Jiang Yuan and sighed:

"Now you have completely deviated from the first impression in my mind."

"People always change, don't they?" Jiang Yuan teased, his expression looked very serious, "Besides, I just hid it well at the beginning, but there was not much real change."

Song Yaze sat up and said, "Don't waste your energy on me."

"Very good, you really never forget your promise to me." Jiang Yuan ignored Song Yaze's meaning and became happy instead.

"I would rather face the cold reality than live in a beautiful bubble." Jiang Yuan looked at Song Yaze and said word by word, "All my emotions are based on reality. People can Fail, but don't get confused."

"Well," Song Yaze nodded, "it sounds like a person who is doing big things said that."

"I'm a person who does great things." Jiang Yuan stood up from the bed, walked to the window, and looked out, "I was born to be."

He is really like an uncrowned king. Fate has given him the best material conditions, so that he does not have to be forced to make ends meet.Although he is not a good person, he is a man of great achievement, standing at the top of society and enjoying the loneliness that the poor envy.

Life has given him great material enjoyment, and also gifted him with a rational and broad mind.Theists believe that he is God's favorite, while atheists believe that it is his own personality that determines his height.What kind of reason?

If he was asked to answer by himself, he would probably raise a contemptuous and conceited smile, and with his innate haughty tone, firmly say: "I deserve all of this!"

He is such a person!

"A man should have a big cause in mind, act openly, and have a lover who shares his heart." Jiang Yuan turned his head and looked at Song Yaze, "Although you don't like me, I will wait. Since I have decided to be you, it will not change .”

"What if we never wait?" Song Yaze stared at Jiang Yuan and said.

"It's okay. This is my choice. What I want is the truth. Even if the reality is cruel, I have to face it. In this world, there is nothing I, Jiang Yuan, can't afford to lose, including you."

As soon as these words came out, Song Yaze felt his eyes light up, as if an awl had pierced his heart, straight to the nerves, and his mind was relieved; these words were like gorgeous fireworks, exploding in his brain, giving him thoughts Some beautiful colors on the rendering!He seemed to be inspired, and his heart was blown up by the fireworks!

As the saying goes: "Listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books", and now he really understands it!

Song Yaze was surprised for a moment, and couldn't help admiring: "Very good! I really appreciate your ability to sweep everything away, man!"

Jiang Yuan raised the corner of his mouth, turned to look at Song Yaze, and asked with some joy: "Now you start to appreciate me?"

"Appreciation is appreciation, dislike is dislike, what to cover up." After he finished speaking, he left with Jiang Yuan's teasing expression.

Back in the bedroom, just as the door was closed, there was a soft knock on the door.

Song Yaze turned around, opened the door, and saw Yan Yu standing straight at the door, his eyes full of reluctance and solemnity.

Yan Yu hasn't been home for half a year and has been training at the police academy.His hair is always cool and short, which makes him look very youthful and masculine; as the summer is over, his slightly dark complexion has become fairer, he is really a young man in his prime!

This year is his last year in the police academy.Before the winter vacation, he was selected into the special police force due to his outstanding performance.This is what he dreamed of.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

Song Yaze looked at Yan Yu, who was usually carefree, a little shy at this moment, with a gentle smile on his face unconsciously.

"I...I have something to tell you." Yan Yu blushed, stretched out his arms and touched the back of his head embarrassingly.

"What?"

Yan Yu sat up straight, put his hands neatly, as if reporting work: "I'm leaving tomorrow."

Song Yaze was shocked: "Tomorrow? New Year's Day? Why are you leaving so early?"

"Well," Yan Yu said, "I was assigned to the international criminal department, and I have to report to the headquarters tomorrow, apply for a visa and then go abroad. I couldn't go home for the New Year, but the captain forced us to approve it."

Song Yaze looked at Yan Yu with admiration, his eyes filled with envy, and after listening to Yan Yu's words carefully, he nodded and said, "That's great! This is the career that a man should have!"

"I really envy you! I also want to engage in such a job, punishing evil and promoting good, but unfortunately I am not qualified!"

"What did Brother Song say, you are perfect!" Yan Yu panicked, a little panicked.

Song Yaze was stunned when he heard the word "perfect". He didn't expect Yan Yu to use such a word to modify himself.

He looked at Yan Yu with some surprise, and found that the other party also realized that his words were too blunt, his body that was sitting upright bowed down again, and his face turned red again.

"You are too young, and you see too few people." Song Yaze laughed out loud, "Don't worry, I will take good care of your parents!"

Yan Yu shook his head and said, "That's not what I'm worried about. Needless to say, my dad's character, I'm surprised that she can let herself suffer!"

Song Yaze watched as Yan Yu touched his lower back, and took out a black guy like a magic trick, which looked shiny.

"Gun?!" Song Yaze exclaimed in surprise, this was the first time in his life that he saw a genuine weapon.

Yan Yu put the Pearl into Song Yaze's hands, and said seriously: "Brother Song, I'm worried about you." He paused and said, "It's called the Pearl, and I worked so hard to get it."

"Why give it to me? You need it more!" Song Yaze was surprised.

"I'm leaving, let it protect you."

Yan Yu looked serious, like a loyal knight, swearing piously to the Pope.At this time, he didn't know that his face was covered with red clouds; responsibility and protection, this is his unique badge as a policeman, and this badge was worn by Song Yaze for him.

Yes, his brother Song is the muse who enlightens these two points of light; he may be rough, clumsy, and careless, unable to verbally explain what responsibility and protection are, but he uses the most practical actions to explain them. practice.

In this world, there are many people who are unwilling to speak, flaunt, or join in the fun; they use the energy they save to do things; this kind of person is the most kind, and also the most respected.

The warm current of moving was flowing in Song Yaze's belly. He looked at the unusually solemn Yan Yu, and his throat couldn't help but feel a surge of acridness.

Yes, this kind of people who never show off and do things with their heads down are the most distressing!