[Rebirth] Be good, call me husband

Han Zixin broke up...

Yi Yanqing didn't know what it was like.

He returned to the army in a daze, made frequent mistakes during training that day, and was fined to run twenty laps.

It's early spring now, but the weather is still warm and cold. When a small wind blows, it seems to be able to blow into people's bones, which is cool and cool.

But Yi Yanqing felt that it was so hot while running...

I hope to blow myself with a cooler wind.

On the other end of the phone, Feng Chen took Ji Wufeng's mobile phone to look at it, seeing that there was no reply from Yi Yanqing, he felt a little unspeakable.

He was able to open up his heart with Ji Wufeng, Han Zixin has a lot of credit, he can see that Yi Yanqing treats Han Zixin unusually, and Han Zixin is also a person worthy of association.

He thought, he would just be a matchmaker once, he hoped to see Ji Wufeng's buddies happy, and also hoped that Han Zixin would be happy.

Suddenly, the mobile phone in his hand was taken away by someone...

Feng Chen was taken aback, his hands trembled, and his whole body trembled.

Looking back, it was Ji Wufeng, looking at him expressionlessly.

"Ah Feng..." Feng Chen's heart trembled a little, and he couldn't help hiding back, feeling a little guilty for some reason.

Ah Feng, you won't be angry because you matched Yi Yanqing and Han Zixin!

Just when he was worried, Ji Wufeng's people pressed down, breathing in his ears, a low, numb voice sounded slowly—"Use my mobile phone to send messages to other men ?Um?"

Feng Chen's body was stiff and he didn't dare to move.

"How do you think I should punish you? Huh?"

For a while, the spring is infinitely good.

After 5 minutes, Ji Wufeng finally let go of Feng Chen whose mouth was already swollen, his eyes were dark.

But he kept in mind that the person in front of him was still young, so he couldn't do anything too drastic.

When will I grow up... Ji Wufeng is a little melancholy.

Feng Chen hid in the corner and couldn't come out, Yijian looked at Ji Wufeng vigilantly.

Ji Wufeng sighed helplessly, didn't go over, but looked at Feng Chen and said, "Don't look at Uncle Yi's carefree appearance every day, but in fact he is very strict with Ah Qing."

"Ah Qing and that Dr. Han will not have any results."

It's not your love and my wish, but with the intervention of family power, how can you be happy?

Feng Chen shook his head aside.

"Things that have never been tried, no one knows the outcome." In this matter, Feng Chen's stubbornness was once again displayed, "Everyone said back then that we couldn't do it, but now..."

His face was a little red, he pursed his lips, mustered up the courage to take a step forward, and held Ji Wufeng's hand.

Ji Wufeng raised his eyebrows slightly, he didn't speak, but listened to Feng Chen and continued to say, "Aren't we together now?"

Feng Chen smiled easily, his ears were red and cute.

Inexplicably, slight cracks appeared in Ji Wufeng's dislike of Yi Yanqing and Han Zixin, and he tightened his fingers, grasping the person in his palm even more firmly.

Forget it, what happens to Dr. Han and Ah Qing depends on their own fate.

……

After the text message that day, Yi Yanqing was absent-minded for several days, until he failed a simulated activity, was scolded by the officer, stood in the torrential rain for a full five hours in a military posture, and finally fainted on the ground. , the panic in his heart was finally able to speak out.

Yi Yanqing, who was dizzy from the fever and had red cheeks, was lying on the army green cot, screaming Han Zixin one by one, making the comrades who took care of him think that Han Zixin owed him money.

called so often.

Yi Yanqing, who had been burned for two full days, woke up, and the first thing he did was to get a cell phone and call Han Zixin.

Hearing "Hello?" from the other side of the phone, Yi Yanqing held the phone very hard with both hands, but he didn't say a word after all.

He couldn't speak.

He is afraid...

He wants to say, I like you, he wants to say, stay with me.

However, his vocal cords seemed to be broken in an instant, and all the words were stuck in his throat, making him unable to make a sound.

The colorful sound film seems to have turned into a black and white silent film in an instant, bit by bit, inch by inch, the sound and color of what it wants to express are lost.

In the end, Yi Yanqing was stunned for a long time listening to the busy tone on the phone.

If you can't say your confession, Yi Yanqing thinks, if you can't say it, then do it!

Do it until he understands it!

So he started spending all his spare time every week sticking to Han Zixin, sending him photos of himself, and caring about his body.

At the beginning, Han Zixin would reply to him, even if it was just a few words of indifference, such as "um", "okay" and "okay". He looked at the simple Chinese characters over and over again, treating them as treasures.

Every word Han Zixin said, even a simple good afternoon, seemed to be the most beautiful love words in the world, making his heart pound.

He cherishes it well.

It's just that on this day off, no matter how much he harassed Han Zixin, the other party didn't respond at all.

He called someone to check Han Zixin's duty record for today.He didn't go to work at all, and no one found him anywhere else.

In other words, Han Zixin lost contact.

Yi Yanqing panicked all of a sudden.

Now, he has been in the army for half a year, and he has a chance to ask for leave at night.He couldn't bear it no matter what, he asked for leave and ran all the way to Han Zixin's house.

The phone vibrated suddenly.

Yi Yanqing's heart trembled, and he stood at the door of Han Zixin's house.He took out his cell phone.

There are only a few short words on it——

"Thank you, Young Master Yi, for your concern."

An imperceptible glint flashed in Yi Yanqing's eyes, he put his phone away expressionlessly, and rang the doorbell of Han Zixin's house.

"Ding dong..."

In the dark corridor entrance, the doorbell rang very abruptly, waking up several sensor lights.

There was no sound in the room.

Yi Yanqing frowned, raised his hand, and was about to press it again, when the door suddenly opened.

The moment the people in the room opened the door and saw him, the shock in their eyes was obvious,

"How do you..." here?

In Han Zixin's bright eyes, there were surprise, astonishment, and panic, but there was no surprise.

Yi Yanqing's breath was slightly suffocated, and he almost forced out a smile.

"Can I come in and sit down?"

Han Zixin nodded slightly and invited him in.

Under the bright light in the room, Han Zixin could see the tiny beads of sweat on Yi Yanqing's forehead and some dirt on his body.

Obviously, after participating in the training, he ran all the way to his house without taking a break.

For a moment, he felt a little guilty.

If he had replied to Yi Yanqing earlier, he might not have needed to make this trip.

While thinking, Han Zixin poured Yi Yanqing a glass of water.

I'm a bit lacking in inspiration these two days, sorry for updating so late~