Rebirth to write Wen Yang Baozi

The neighborhood where Zhou Zixiong and Han Mo live is also relatively quiet. It is very close to the company where Han Mo works. It only takes about 10 minutes to walk there. Their animation company’s workload is not very heavy, but it requires care and patience. Anime characters must not Only by breaking away from the character model can the drawn characters be realistic.

Zhou Zixiong was always considerate of his hard work. When he was at work, he would prepare dinner and wait for him to eat together when he came back. Only on weekends did Han Mo have time to play with the cooking skills he learned from Fan Li, and the young couple lived a fulfilling and sweet life.

Han Mo has been working for nearly a year. Zhou Zixiong knows that he is doing well in the company now. At the beginning, he needed others' advice on many things, but now he can stand alone. His boss also values ​​him very much. It is more realistic and vivid, with rich expressions, and the scene painting is full of characteristics", which made Han Mo proud for a long time.

Zhou Zixiong thought of his frightened expression, no different from the two little buns in Fan Li's family, a doting smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and Han Mo became more and more proud.

Zhou Zixiong drove home by himself today. After he and Han Mo moved out, he bought a new car. It was very convenient to go anywhere. Because Han Mo was very close to the company, he rarely drove by himself. It was convenient for Zhou Zixiong For a long time, he had dinner at home and came back, but Han Mo hadn't returned yet. Han Mo said that his colleagues in the company had a party tonight, and if he didn't come back for dinner, he didn't bother to do it himself, so he just went home and ate.

The parents of both of them already knew about their being together, and they were against it at first, but seeing that their relationship is already very deep, both of them have good personalities, and they have already lived together, and they gradually accepted them. .

Zhou Zixiong watched TV at home for a while. After watching the news, he watched a suspenseful reasoning TV series. He had nothing else to watch, so he tuned to a variety show. Relaxing variety shows can always relieve people's nerves.

Zhou Zixiong looked at his watch, it was nearly 10 o'clock, Han Mo hadn't returned yet, and he really didn't want to watch the TV, thinking that their colleagues' party was about to end, so he turned off the TV, opened the door and walked out, thinking of going downstairs and waiting he.

In the late spring of April, with the evening breeze blowing, Zhou Zixiong was sitting on a lounge chair downstairs, enjoying the tranquility, and secretly laughed at himself in his heart, wondering if he couldn’t do without him anymore, it was just a party with colleagues, I miss him so much.

Zhou Zixiong remembered that before the Spring Festival, their company organized an annual meeting to reward the employees for their hard work and dedication this year. Zhou Zixiong still remembered that Han Mo did not return to his arms at the usual time that night, He began to miss him abnormally, and what was even worse was that it was cold and rainy that night. He knew that Han Mo didn't bring an umbrella or go out in a down jacket, so he was worried that he would be cold when he came out, so he took an umbrella and The down jacket went out, and drove to the hotel where they held the annual meeting to wait for him.

After their annual meeting ended, colleagues came down one after another. Han Mo walked among a group of people who were also full of vigor, chatting and laughing with them, and when he came out to see the cold wind and rain, his body began to tremble.

Zhou Zixiong still remembered that the person walking with Han Mo was a very attractive man, about 30 years old, but exuding the demeanor of a calm man.

"Xiao Mo." Zhou Zixiong called him, and Han Mo turned around and saw him, the umbrella and down jacket in his hands, and was instantly moved. Then, under the envious eyes of his colleagues, he put on the down jacket, and held a big umbrella with Zhou Zixiong Leave by car.

Later, Zhou Zixiong found out that the man was the vice president of Han Mo's company. He was young and promising, and had taught Han Mo many things. Han Mo was under his jurisdiction, so he naturally got closer to him.

But in this way, Zhou Zixiong felt a little bad in his heart. If Han Mo and him fell in love for a long time...

Seeing his sour mood, Han Mo was as happy as a bright flower blooming in his heart, and said with a flamboyant smile, "So you would be jealous too."

Zhou Zixiong's face was so tense, but Han Mo laughed even more joyously, and finally hugged him and said, "I'm very happy to see you care about me so much, it means you really take me to heart, but you Don't worry, there is no one else in my heart except you."

Because of his words, Zhou Zixiong only thought that he was really a little bit jealous, and that vice could never threaten their feelings, but what happened this time, when he heard that they were gathering with colleagues, he would think The scene where Han Mo and the vice president are walking together, why do you always think about the bad side?

Find a way to tie him to your side.

The evening wind was a bit cold, Zhou Zixiong shivered, and wrapped his coat tightly. There is no moonlight tonight, but the street lights are bright.

Hearing unsteady footsteps behind him, it must be Han Mo, Zhou Zixiong stood up and looked towards the footsteps.

"Xiaomo." Zhou Zixiong called to stop him.

Han Mo suddenly heard his cry, and thought he had heard it wrong because he was so drunk, but when he realized that the person walking towards him was really Zhou Zixiong, he realized that he was waiting for him downstairs.

"Brother Xiong, why are you here? It's cold outside, you don't have much clothes on, go back quickly." Han Mo was puzzled for a moment, and then took his hand back with distressed heart.

But Zhou Zixiong pulled him into his arms, sniffed him, and said, "Drink a lot? You don't drink so much, how dare you drink so much?"

"I'm fine. I'm happy with my colleagues. They can't do anything if they want me to drink." Han Mo hiccupped and fell into his arms. Anyway, it was late at night, and no one in the community came out.

"A lot of colleagues are playing together today." Zhou Zixiong asked casually.

"Yeah, all the colleagues are together, and the vice president brought his fiancée here." Han Mo said lazily.

"The vice president who walked with you at your last annual meeting?"

"Yes, brother Xiong still remembers him? His fiancée is very beautiful, and the vice president is here to show off tonight." Han Mo put his hands around his waist and smiled faintly.

"Really? He's showing off, as long as you come back properly." Zhou Zixiong smiled comfortably, looking completely relieved.

"Of course, Brother Xiong, you are here to wait for me, right? Don't worry about me?" Han Mo smiled brightly in his arms.

"I'm worried that you drank too much and got drunk. It's not good to be abducted by others." Zhou Zixiong scratched the tip of his nose and said.

Han Mo giggled and said, "No way, I'm still sober even though I've been drinking. Brother Xiong, let's go back, it's cold outside."

"Is it still cold to hold you? I have to let you blow the cold wind to sober up."

"Brother Xiong really thinks I'm drunk? I'm not drunk. I'll be drinking red wine tonight, so I can't get drunk." Han Mo hooked his neck, smiling like silk with winking eyes.

"He said he wasn't drunk, it's all like this..."

Before Zhou Zixiong finished speaking, he was interrupted by Han Mo: "Brother Xiong, kiss me." Putting on his seductive pink lips, Zhou Zixiong didn't hold back and pressed his lips. Kiss the back of the head.

It was the first time that they couldn't help themselves outside, and it felt a little fresh. Zhou Zixiong wanted to kiss him more deeply, but was worried that he would run into someone he knew, and he had kissed for a long time without realizing it.

The two were already in love, and heard footsteps coming from the gate of the community. Zhou Zixiong wanted to drag Han Mo back, but Han Mo grabbed him and hid in the green bushes next to him. The green trees are very lush. Under the projection, the shadow of the tree whirled, and this was the best barrier. Han Mo began to kiss Zhou Zixiong's lips again, and took off his coat only when he heard the sound of footsteps going away.

"Do you want to be here?" Although Zhou Zixiong was emotional, he still did not forget that this place is really not a good place.

"Yeah." Han Mo started to untie his belt with his fingers, pushing him down under the shadow of a tree in the darkness.

Zhou Zixiong sighed softly, leaned back on Han Mo, licked his earlobe, and said softly, "Honey, how about we get married next month?"

Han Mo was stunned for a moment, most of the wine was sober, it's really annoying, how could anyone "propose" at this time?

A gust of cold wind blew, Zhou Zixiong held him in his arms, rubbed his hardened parts with his palms, moved up and down, and kissed the place near his earlobe.

"Baby, do you agree?" Zhou Zixiong speeded up his strokes.

"Woo...um." Han Mo was so itchy after being kissed by him that he couldn't control himself, so he proposed marriage at this time, deliberately not giving him the chance to say no.

"Whether you agree or not, just say something baby." Zhou Zixiong bewitched in his ear very darkly.

"Well, let's talk when we go back." Han Mo was almost at a loss for words.

"No, I want you to say it now." Zhou Zixiong was almost evil, hugging his body tightly, trying to force him to agree.

Han Mo wanted to kiss his lips, but Zhou Zixiong dodged it, kissing his neck and Adam's apple, while already putting his palms into the cunt, the touch of jifu made Han Mo even more irresistible, picking his sensitive places, Han Mo's whole body boiled.

"talk."

"Well, good." Han Mo finally couldn't refuse at this time.

"Baby, you said it. Remember that you have agreed." Zhou Zixiong was overjoyed before he unbuttoned his belt and trousers, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

Han Mo felt like falling into a trap, but what did it matter? They fell in love, their family members agreed that they were together, and it was only a matter of time before they got married. Obviously Zhou Zixiong was too impatient, hmph.

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(The following is Wen Yifan's side story, I thought about it, let him be happy, although some relatives don't like him very much, because there are not many, I put the two side stories together, everyone forgive me.)

In April, the wind in the capital is still quite cold, but some places have already bloomed with colorful flowers, adding countless spring colors to the capital.

On the weekend, Wen Yifan came to a suburban square in a rare good mood. There were many people coming and going in the square, some students were playing football, some old people were walking and chatting in twos and threes, and some young people were sitting together eating snacks as if on an outing. Shen Kan from all over the world, there are also some people who read books while nibbling melon seeds. In short, no one is like him, walking aimlessly, not knowing what to do, the sun at 4 o'clock in the afternoon stretches his figure Long, but it adds to his loneliness.

Wen Yifan couldn't help smiling wryly. People who liked his books thought he had friends all over the world, but how many people really regarded him as friends?Sometimes he would laugh at himself and think that he was actually a failure, but he only admitted that he was defeated by himself, because he was addicted to the past and could not escape.

He also thought about whether he should forget that period of the past. He also tried, but he really couldn't forget it. He often closed his eyes, or sat down quietly, and he would still think of him. That person, will he be better?

Without if, he has become an unforgettable part of his life.

But today Wen Yifan didn't think about him any more, he wanted to relax his heart, so he liked winter more, as if the cold wind could calm him down and see himself more clearly.

Wen Yifan walked calmly, he hadn't wandered around in such a leisurely way for a long time, maybe he really should let himself out more, so as not to feel sad and lonely all over the place.

Just as Wen Yifan was about to find a place to sit down, he suddenly felt a gaze cast on him. Wen Yifan looked over and saw a college student in his early 20s sitting on a lounge chair, holding a book and reading , Seeing himself looking over, he immediately lowered his head and continued to read his book.

He should be a college student, Wen Yifan thought, maybe he might be one of his readers, seeing the book he was holding seemed to be his Tomb Raider series.

I didn't see any vacant seats, only the bench next to the college student could sit, Wen Yifan didn't have too many scruples, and walked towards him, the college student saw him coming, full of suspicion, looked up at him, Wen Yifan looked even more Pay attention, he has a very delicate and elegant face, and more importantly, his expression seems familiar.

Especially those eyes, very similar to him, but when he saw himself, he wouldn't have such a timid expression like this person's. But the first time he saw himself, he dared to reject him.

Wen Yifan stared at him steadily, feeling more and more that those clear eyes resembled him, and his skin was also fair, but what happened to that timid look at him?

After all, it wasn't him, Wen Yifan could only think this way, yes, that person is unique in the world.

Wen Yifan looked at him as if he wanted to talk to him, but he didn't have the guts, his eyes flickered, he wanted to look at him more, but he had to pretend to be indifferent, was he so difficult to get close to?

Well, maybe, Wen Yifan had to admit this, it was difficult for ordinary people to get close to him when they saw him, let alone talking about his mind.

After the college student glanced at him for the nth time, Wen Yifan finally couldn't help asking: "Do you want to know me?"

The college student was stunned for a moment, but he was no longer timid, and said, "I know you. You are Wen Yifan. I like your Tomb Raider very much. Can you sign it for me?" Pen, and pushed the book he was reading in front of him.

Wen Yifan put the book on his lap, signed his name smoothly, and returned it to him, saying, "You are very much like a friend of mine."

He was startled again, and said, "If I can become friends with you, it must be the luckiest thing for me."

"Aren't we friends now? You haven't told me your name yet." Wen Yifan looked at him leisurely.

"My name is Ran Qing, thank you for allowing me to be your friend..."

"Xiaoqing, it's time to go back." Not far away, a middle-aged couple was waving to Ran Qing.

Ran Qing closed the book and said, "My parents are calling me, I'm going home, I come here to read almost every weekend, if you want to talk to me, just come here, goodbye."

Looking at his smug back, Wen Yifan sighed again: It's nice to be young.

But having said that, he really looks a bit like Fan Li, especially those eyes that are full of vitality. I think of the person who once said "I hope you are happy" to him, and the person who would send himself a "good night" in the middle of the night, I felt warm in my heart, except for the most important person in my heart, only Fan Li would say these words to himself.

He has found the person he loves the most, but he is still alone, when can he say goodbye to being single?

Goodbye Solo?I didn't expect that after losing so much, Wen Yifan would still think of saying goodbye to being single. He is unwilling to be lonely, and he also wants to find a beloved one. April is a good season for thinking about spring.

Wen Yifan came to this square again, it was already a sweltering afternoon in June, it was also a weekend, maybe he remembered that someone told him that he would go there almost every weekend, if there was a chance, maybe we would see each other again .

Wen Yifan first looked at the people reading books around him, but it was a pity that he was not there, so he couldn't help but feel a little lonely.

He didn't come to him on purpose, he just thought that if he could see him here again, maybe he would believe in the saying that fate is wonderful, but no, Wen Yifan felt inexplicably disappointed, what hope was he holding?

Maybe he has already gone back, Wen Yifan thought, didn't he go back at dusk last time.

Just as he was thinking about leaving like this, a round football rolled to his feet. Wen Yifan looked up, and the boys in front waved at him, and one of them shouted, "Brother, help us kick it here."

That radiant smiling face, isn't that what it's called, Ran Qing?

Wen Yifan made a long shot in the air and passed the football from his feet to Ran Qing. Ran Qing did not disappoint him. He received the ball steadily, turned around, dribbled the ball flexibly, and passed it to a partner.

Wen Yifan watched them play for a long time with a smile, and after watching them finish a game, Wen Yifan suddenly realized that he had such patience, which was a bit inconceivable.

Ran Qing wiped the sweat off his body with a towel, took a bottle of water and came towards him, and said with a smile: "How long, I finally saw you coming again, thinking you have forgotten this place."

Wen Yifan smiled noncommittally. In fact, his smile was very charming. He was originally a handsome man, but it was a pity that he seldom smiled. Ran Qing was stunned for a moment.

"We are already friends, right? Let's have dinner together tonight, please." Wen Yifan offered the invitation.

If you don't agree, it's rejection, Wen Yifan will not be interested in people who reject him, if you agree, then you are doomed, Wen Yifan looked at him and smiled.

Ran Qing looked at his smiling face and only thought about it for 5 seconds, "Okay." He finally nodded in agreement.

Wen Yifan smiled, from the bottom of his heart, as if he was targeting his target.