love at first sight?

Chen En continued: "When I first saw you, I realized that you are special. You are so beautiful, completely different from Jian Yanxi, you are two very different people!" Chen En looked obsessed, and sat up on the sofa Jian Yanxi: "You are the one God sent to me! I didn't realize until then that Jian Yanxi is just a medium..."

He was grinning like a lunatic: "Jian Yanxi and I have been tossing around for so many years, from being excited at the beginning to being completely disappointed at the end, it turned out that we were all waiting for you."

——The wrong word was used above, not like a lunatic, this is a lunatic at all.

Jian Yanxi didn't want to provoke him, and asked lightly, "When did you guess that?"

"You finally admitted it." Chen En smiled triumphantly, and said, "I knew you the first time I saw you. I knew you earlier than Han Zhaonan. At the Wangjue Club, when you and Mu Sheng confronted each other, Han Zhaonan and Han Shen were there. Downstairs, I'm upstairs."

In the late autumn of 2016, the Wangjue clubhouse was not only the place where Jian Yanxi and Han Zhaonan met, but also for Chen En, it was the beginning of his glimpse of Jian Yanxi's strange identity.

At that time, he was smoking in the stairwell to restrain his trembling hands and the desire to kill in his heart——

The news that he was sent abroad for treatment was leaked, and the ridicule of his friends and friends was still in his ears, which made him feel a strong sense of cruelty in his heart.

The smoky scene gradually healed him, and then he stubbed out his cigarette but was about to leave, but suddenly there was a sound downstairs.

By accident, Chen En stopped his steps to leave, and looked down from the railing of the handrail. Through the narrow gap, he saw Jian Yanxi's side face for the first time.

That extremely beautiful body was pressed against the wall by Mu Sheng, revealing a gaze full of deep meaning.

Chen En frowned slightly.

It's a simple word.

His first motive for getting to know Jian Yanxi was just a pastime after being bored for a while. He heard him talk about the people and customs in that dilapidated place in Xiancheng, his hard life at his aunt's house, and all the unsatisfactory things after high school, until he saw Jane in the photo. Yanxi's appearance.

At that time, Jian Yanxi was less than 15 years old, wearing a loose blue school uniform, standing at the end of the line, with an indifferent expression, as if he was an enemy of the world.

When Chen En saw it for the first time, he couldn't move his eyes.

It was hard for him to say what caused his heartbeat at that moment, he only knew that the body was different from everything he had seen, and it was perfect, which was probably the only adjective that could match it.

Something in his heart was ready to move, and he could vent it when he looked at the photo in the middle of the night, and it was precisely because of this that when he learned that Jian Yanxi was about to be expelled from school, he would persuade him to come to the imperial capital.

"Come to me, I'll help you. You know, I don't lack pocket money, but I lack friends the most." 17-year-old Chen En smiled like a devil on the phone: "Ah Yan, you are my only one." Friend, I should help you."

Jian Yanxi believed what he said, and before the school made a punishment decision, he took the lead in leaving Xiancheng. With only 300 yuan, he went to the imperial capital alone and started his hard work.

Before Chen En actually met Jian Yanxi, he imagined many scenes and even life after they met, but when the two really met, within a few days, he seemed to lose interest in toys to Jian Yanxi I also lost interest, and even meeting each other gradually became unbearable.

Such a perfect body contained a most ordinary soul.

He once thought that Jian Yanxi was the most perfect gift God sent him, but after he opened it, he found that it was a bunch of straw bags under the gorgeous packaging.

Gee.

What a disappointment.

After helping Jian Yanxi sign the Xinghai contract, the relationship between the two gradually became estranged. Later, as slow as Jian Yanxi, he also realized that something was wrong. That's why he didn't ask Chen En for help when he encountered the tracking door incident.

Chen En was very satisfied with his acquaintance.

But what is the situation now?Downstairs, Mu Sheng uttered harsh words as usual, but Jian Yanxi did not show the usual fragile expression, but instead smiled.

then--

"Bang"!Mu Sheng was pushed to the railing, and his whole body was almost suspended in the air. Chen En's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't believe what he saw!

At that moment, Chen En clearly heard the sound of his heart beating violently again.

It was even more intense than when he saw Jian Yanxi's photo for the first time, thump—thump——

Fireworks exploded, and he heard a call from the void.

That's right!This is the simplification!This should be Jian Yanxi!With such a body, one should look down on everything with pride, and treat all rubbish like Mu Sheng with disdain!

The trembling that just stopped fell on Du Chen En again, but it was because of anger before, but now it is because of excitement, because of excitement, because of the person downstairs!

Chen En's eyebrows were beaming: "How beautiful! You don't know how beautiful you are!" He suddenly turned to Jian Yanxi who was sitting on the sofa: "Like all the beautiful collections in the world..."

"..."

Jian Yanxi wowed: "Thank you for the compliment."

He had a flat expression on his face, and when he was facing himself, he seemed to never have any other expressions - Chen En stretched his fingers forward, and was about to touch Jian Yanxi's face.

Jian Yanxi frowned slightly, and leaned back a little to avoid his touch.

"You still can't accept me, right?" Chen En was not angry, but smiled and said: "It's okay, we are still strangers, it would be nice to know more about you - your real name is Jian Zhen, where are you from? What did you do before?" What?" He suddenly remembered another thing, and said with a clear smile: "You reacted so quickly to the revelations on Weibo today, but you actually inherited Jian Yanxi's memory at all, right, Ah Zhen?"

Ah Zhen.

In short, Father Xi never called him that.

Jian Yanxi smiled coldly: "You were so obvious before, didn't you think about this possibility?"

"No." Chen En shrugged: "In short, the memory of Xina's sloppy bag, Ah Zhen don't want to have the best, it's nothing worth remembering, if you never inherit it, that's the best situation."

"That really disappoints you."

"No no no—it's okay, I know, you are powerful and beautiful, and Jian Yanxi's memory doesn't affect you at all." He smiled slightly: "It doesn't hurt my love for you."

"You asked people to report on Jian Yanxi's incident on Weibo, just to find out whether I have inherited his memory or not?"

Chen En nodded and said: "Yes, you reacted so quickly, so you should inherit it. It's a pity, but it doesn't matter."

Jian Yanxi moved her fingers and found that the strength in her whole body was gradually losing. It should be that the glass of water she drank before was taking effect.

He put his hands behind his back, and began to circulate a small inner energy from his dantian in his body.

"You haven't told me where you are from and what you did before time travel."

Jian Yan said: "Jian Zhen, a native of the imperial capital, was born in..."

"Huh?" Chen En was in high spirits.

Jian Yan's west eyes were pale: "1957."

"..." Chen En tilted his head slightly to the windowsill: "What?"

"Is it hard to understand? I'm not from this era."

"1957?" Chen En is not very good at history. He only knows that China was founded less than ten years ago, right?However, it is possible to travel through such things, so it is not so strange to travel from the last century.

Chen En's ability to accept is very strong, and he became even more excited. Unfortunately, he didn't have much contact with the 60s of the last century, and he couldn't ask many questions that he wanted to ask. ?"

"Student, my father opened a martial arts gym." Jian Yanxi made up: "It's too late to work, and he was only 20 years old before he died." He paused again, frowned and said: "As for the reason for time travel..."

"Huh?" Chen En approached.

"I don't know. Wear it after you die."

"How did you die?"

Jian Yan pursed her lips, as if she didn't really want to talk.

Chen En hurriedly said considerately: "It's okay if you don't want to say it now, we have plenty of time!" He smiled softly: "I bought you a small island in the Atlantic Ocean, and when the matter here is completely settled, we will go to live there, okay? good?"

Jian Yanxi shrank her gaze, and suddenly turned to look at Chen En!

Chen En smiled and said: "I know that there are many people who like Ah Zhen now, but what they like is your appearance. Only I love you the most, Ah Zhen. Even Han Zhaonan..."

Chen En smiled, and the big man guarding the unconscious Liang Wenqing in the dining room poured a basin of cold water on Han Zhaonan's head.

"Ah Zhen, does he really understand you? You are not even from the same era."

Han Zhaonan was awakened by the stimulation of the cold water. When he looked up, he saw Leng Youyou's muzzle, and heard Chen En's words in his ear: "...you are not even from the same era."

Not from an era?

Chen En laughed loudly, walked from the sofa to the embarrassed Han Zhaonan, patted his cheek, and then said to Jian Yan who was soft on the sofa: "Ah Zhen, look, he still doesn't know anything. "

With a flick of Jian Yanxi's fingers, anger rose from his heart.

Chen En continued: "Does he know that you are not Jian Yanxi at all? Does he know your real name? Ah Zhen, don't be stupid, the only person in this world who understands you is me!"

Han Zhaonan's eyes were red: "What are you talking about?"

Only then did Chen En focus on Han Zhaonan, and asked without answering: "When you were messing with me secretly, did you ever think you would have such a day?" Chen En touched his cheek with his hand, remembering that his father had slapped him on the face That palm, and that roar: "If you don't do your duty, I will throw you back to England!"

duty?Chen En sneered, thinking to himself that he is doing things according to the trajectory of fate——

Jane is really his.

All those who try to covet Jane Zhen will have to pay the price.

Thinking of this, Chen En snorted coldly, and said to Han Zhaonan: "Secretly tell you, the person you fell in love with is not Jian Yanxi at all, but Jian Zhen—"

Jane really?

Han Zhaonan propped his elbows on the ground, almost unable to believe what he heard.

He looked at Jian Yanxi on the sofa, and found that the other party lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. He could only hear Chen En's voice next to his ear: "Do you know? Do you understand?"

Does he know, does he understand.

Han Zhaonan thought of the "Secret History of Beiyan" that was so thick that Jian Yanxi was holding his head at the beginning, thought of the copy of "The Banquet of the West Palace" at the auction, and thought of Jian Yanxi's abandonment of a good movie recently. Instead, he picked up a historical drama "Zhaozhao Beiyan" that was not favored by the industry——

Northern Yan Holy Spirit Emperor Jian Zhen, his grand tutor is Chang Zidao.

Jian Yanxi...Jane Zhen...

Han Zhaonan looked at Jian Yanxi again, and found that the man's lips were slightly darker on the gray sofa, and he pressed the sofa lightly.

Han Zhaonan's eyes shrank, and the strength in his body did not know where, he pushed Chen En away, and locked him on the ground with his right hand——

His sudden action shocked everyone at the scene. The foreign man with the gun yelled "fuck" in English, and pulled the trigger with his finger. Seeing that the shot was about to hit Zhong Han Zhaonan in the back, he didn't know where he was. A small knife flew out of nowhere and pierced into his wrist fiercely!

The blow was so powerful that the man let out a scream and the gun in his hand fell to the ground, right next to Han Zhaonan. Han Zhaonan turned his body to hold the pistol, and shot Chen En's thigh with a "bang" first!

When blood suddenly appeared, Chen En couldn't help but let out a scream, and the other three big men came to their senses, one of them was about to rush towards Liang Wenqing under the shock, and Han Zhaonan shot the man's calf——

The author has something to say: Anan who is a little handsome (idiot face)

And Sisi with her vest off!

Here I recommend a quick-transmission article "Love Collection System" by Jiyou Zhuotao. The article will be opened on January 1th. If you are interested, you can bookmark it and take a look~

Computer stamp:

Mobile stamp:

Here is the copy:

After passing away unexpectedly, Fu Su, who hadn't lived enough, was bound to a resurrection system.

"You will wear it on someone who is hated by everyone."

"Your task is to attack."

"As long as you collect enough love from the world, you can be resurrected."

Fusu gently raised the corners of his upturned eyes, and the corners of his lips curled carelessly——

"Everyone will end up hurting each other for me, that's really... rude."

Indecent version of the copy:

The small attackers blocked Fusu in the corner.

"Do you dare to run again?"

"Get out of the way and see if I dare to run."

Then Fusu ran away... :)

*read must see*

I’m so angry, so angry that I’m out of shape, please don’t stop me from my blackened Gong X, who is slutty in heart, noble and glamorous in appearance, and a serious pretender, a middle-aged diseased Jiaoshou#Until now we still don’t know what the author has experienced#… series.

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