I have become the white moonlight of the iceberg boss [Rebirth]

During Luo Chongyan's absence, the entire Shi family was trembling. The butler was called to the study by Shi Zhou to talk, and no one knew who the master would call in next second.

There was a little girl sweeping the stairs who whispered to the girl next to her, and she felt like she was back in high school when she was called by the dean to shout.

"Shhh, don't talk about it." The girl next to him indicated with her eyes that the only person in the Shi family who could fight against Mr. was his beloved young master, but this little ancestor was not around.

What's more, what this little ancestor has done during this period of time, the housekeeper doesn't need to report it to him.

"Brother!" Luo Chongyan got out of the car in a hurry, and he didn't even bother to take his mobile phone out of the car, directing the wheelchair to rush in.

"Where is Brother Zhou?" Luo Chongyan asked, walking towards the second floor, taking off his coat while walking.

He had just walked to the second floor when the butler came out from the third floor and walked over when he saw him come back.

"Little Master."

"Where's Brother Zhou?" Luo Chongyan asked eagerly, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Sir is in the study, please go over."

"Okay." Luo Chongyan left as he said that, and turned back halfway there. He just came back from the outside and smelled of mess, so he had to change his clothes.

The housekeeper knew what was going on when he came back, stopped Luo Chongyan and said, "Mister is waiting for you, let's go first."

"Okay." Luo Chongyan was like a wolf cub who was finally able to eat meat after being hungry for a month. He rushed in before the housekeeper opened the door and knocked.

"Big ice cube!"

When Luo Chongyan went in, he saw Shi Zhou standing by the window with his back to him, and the little flame of anticipation that was running around was instantly extinguished.

He pinched the fingers on the command handle to stop, not daring to move forward.

When Shi Zhou turned around, his calm eyes didn't fluctuate when he saw him.

Suddenly, Luo Chongyan saw only those slender and straight legs gradually approaching him. He lowered his head and squeezed the handle to make the wheel move back a few inches.

"hide?"

Shi Zhou saw this lawless little ancestor shrinking his neck in front of him, like a chick shivering in the wind, reaching out his white leather glove to pat Luo Chongyan's head.

The gentle touch from the top of his head was so warm that Luo Chongyan's eyes were moist.

How long has it been since he was touched like this?

I just want to keep this warmth forever.

He's the one who does these things.

It wasn't until the temperature above his head dissipated that Luo Chongyan looked up at Shi Zhou sitting in front of him with red eyes.

Seeing a real person appearing in front of him, the uneasiness that had been lingering in his heart completely dissipated.

"Brother Zhou."

Shi Zhou took the small gift box from the robot and placed it in front of Luo Chongyan.

Luo Chongyan: "?"

"Is this a gift?"

Shi Zhou nodded, watching him lower his head to remove the ribbon, and stared at Luo Chongyan without looking at the ground, not wanting to let go of all his little expressions.

Luo Chongyan opened the box, and found a black rabbit badge wearing only sunglasses.

He had a sore nose and almost dripped cat urine.

More than ten years have passed, Shi Zhou has never forgotten the agreement between the two of them.

A long time ago, Luo Chongyan heard the nannies of the Shi family chatting, thinking that Shi Zhou didn't want him anymore, so he sat by the door of his bedroom and cried all night.

Shi's father and Shi's mother took turns to go into battle but failed to coax him well. Shi Zhou caught a wild rabbit that had hit a tree from outside, held it in front of Luo Chongyan, stumbled and talked a lot before coaxing him well.

After the wild rabbit that hit the tree fell ill and died, Xiao Chongyan became even more afraid every time Shi Zhou went out. He was afraid that Brother Bing Cuang would run away to other places as cold as the rabbit, and never play with him again.

Shi's parents and Shi's mother are not around every day, once he goes out, Chongyan can start from when he is about to go out to when he comes back.

Later, with a serious face, Shi Zhou seriously stood in front of Xiao Chongyan and hooked him up, promising that he would bring him gifts every time he came back.

Xiao Chongyan, who was only five years old, sat in a special wheelchair and hiccupped and asked, "What gift?"

"A furry one like a baby bunny?"

"Will it be like a baby bunny, and go somewhere else after being friends with me?"

At the age of 12, Shi Zhou was already much taller than Chong Yan who was sitting in a small wheelchair. He picked up Luo Chong Yan and put it on the dining table, so that the two people's eyes were at the same height.

Even though he disliked his younger brother's dirty little face, he still wore gloves to wipe away the snot and tears bit by bit for Chongyan.

After washing his hands and changing into new gloves, Shi Zhou returned to the dining table, leaned over and gently touched his brother's soft hair.

Shi Zhou, who had gradually started to change his voice, said with a voice like a dry well, "Wait for me."

"I'll show it to you when I get back."

"Okay." Xiao Chongyan nodded, and promised that he would eat well and sleep well when Brother Bingcuan was away.

Luo Chongyan, who came back to his senses, carefully put the badge back into the box, and the moment he raised his head to meet the eyes of the big ice cube, Shi Zhou turned his head and looked at the clock on the wall, staggering their eyes.

"It's getting late, I'm going to take a shower and sleep." Luo Chongyan hugged the small box, seeing the tiredness in Shi Zhou's eyes, suppressed what he wanted to say, and walked out.

When Shi Zhou heard that the study door was closed again, he withdrew his gaze from staring at the clock, raised his right hand that had just touched Luo Chongyan's head, and slowly curled his fingers, holding the palm still feeling the touch in his heart.

Luo Chongyan dried his hair and lay under the quilt, whispering to the rabbit badge on the bedside: "Brother Zhou, good night."

Luo Chongyan, who had a good night's dream, got up early in the morning, and his brother had already gone to work. He chatted with his mentor all morning, and spent the rest of the time in the studio.

His new idea, he didn't have time to realize it in the last life, this time he has to make up for it.

Send the new CAD three-dimensional structure diagram to Pei Yuan, who just received the video and called over there.

"Bug, what's the matter with turning the camera around and pointing your butt at me?" Pei Yuan saw Luo Chongyan's side leg as soon as he connected to the video.

Wearing goggles, Luo Chongyan took a rotating drum made of mixed gold from the cutting machine: "How is it?"

"How is it?!" Pei Yuan pointed at the camera and wanted to poke him to death with his finger, "What did you do when you went back yesterday?"

"My brain is broken? Why do you want to change the tomb all of a sudden?"

Directly transforming from the saw blade type to the vertical rotation type is equivalent to making a new one. Whether it is the structure or the main weapon, the armor, strategy, and operation must be redesigned. On the eve of the game?

"Well, it's going to be redone, the second generation of tomb." Luo Chongyan didn't hesitate, and the decision he said was basically finalized.

Pei Yuan also knew his temper, and it was definitely not groundless that he had this idea.

"Then do it. After I'm done, I'll take the hurricane to accompany you in the assessment, but there is only one problem." Pei Yuan took the tablet and carefully read the information he sent.

Luo Chongyan wrote the parameters, and glanced at him to signal him to ask.

"Do you have enough time? Don't tell me you do it alone." Pei Yuan worried when he thought of this. Don't look at the impression that this child is well-behaved and sensible to outsiders. In fact, he is not bad. He has a good temper and can bear him. Not many people are spoiled for this.

"Otherwise?" Luo Chongyan shrugged, isn't he always self-sufficient?

"It's only a week before the audition! My brother!" Pei Yuan stood up and took two steps and then turned back, "You can't use tomb to pass the audition and then change to the second generation. Just kidding!"

"Who told you I was going to compete."

"Yes, no one wants you to participate... what?!" Pei Yuan squeezed his phone, his face turned angry on the camera, "I've said so much, you won't participate?!"

What about playing him?

So what is he busy with?

In the past two years, he went abroad to study for graduate school and didn't come back. If he doesn't participate now, then this competition will be lonely.

With Luo Chongyan's affirmation, Pei Yuan hung up the video without saying a word.

Luo Chongyan touched his nose and continued to work on his CAD modeling drawings. As for the competition, he didn't take it to heart.

The butler came over with the milk, put down the cup and said, "Mister is back."

"Okay, I see." Luo Chongyan put down his glasses, and came out with the butler after drinking the milk.

Following the position guided by the butler, Luo Chongyan walked to the outdoor pond.

Shi Zhou sat on a chair by the pond, looking at the afterglow of the setting sun that was about to set and go home.

"Brother Zhou." Luo Chongyan stopped beside him, glanced at the folders on the table, "Isn't work done yet?"

Shi Zhou followed his line of sight, and said in silence for a moment, "It's a private matter."

Luo Chongyan looked at him questioningly, and saw him nodding, picked up the folder and opened it.

"Snapped!"

Folders were thrown on the ground.

"Brother Zhou, I'm not going to the hospital."

Luo Chongyan clenched his fists, restraining the physiological reaction caused by the word hospital.

Twisting around, holding the back of the chair tightly with his right hand, he let go of his fist and tried to reach the box of chocolates behind the back of the chair.

"Already made an appointment." Shi Zhou said in a deep voice.

With the same temper as Luo Chongyan, no one can change what Shi Zhou decided.

"I'm not going." Luo Chongyan lifted the lid of the small box, groping around in the box with trembling hands.

"This is a notification."

"I said I won't go!" Luo Chongyan didn't find the chocolate, turned around and heard his brother's unrepentant tone, roared angrily, reached out and directly overturned the round table where the file folder was originally placed.

The vases and water glasses on the table fell to the ground with a clatter, and the table almost hit Shi Zhou's feet when it knocked on the ground.

"Brother Zhou, even if I die, I won't go!" Luo Chong clenched his molars after the banquet, and didn't understand why the big ice cube brought up the matter of going to the hospital again.

"You agreed." Shi Zhou frowned and stared at Luo Chongyan.

Luo Chongyan didn't say a word, he didn't say anything to resist, even if he promised before, so what, he didn't say when to go!

Shi Zhou turned his head to look at the distance where the setting sun had completely set, stood up and walked out over the debris on the ground.

"That incident... no one blames you."

"It's your fault!"

These two sentences sounded in Luo Chongyan's mind one after another, one after another, two different voices intertwined, and the echo gradually became louder.

My brain is about to explode.

Luo Chongyan looked at the white fragments on the ground, which gradually overlapped with the black and white overlapping fragments, blood, and thick smoke in his memory.

He bent down to pick up the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground, and squeezed them tightly in his hands, dark red blood dripping down the ground between his palms.

The same bloody smell as 15 years ago permeated it.

In the aftertaste, he was left alone in the abyss of hell without sunshine to feel the pain of losing a loved one and breaking his bones.

"what--"

Luo Chongyan let out an angry roar, raised his bloody right hand, and slammed the porcelain piece in his palm into his cumbersome thigh.

For 15 years, this is the shackles he is destined to bear, how can he throw it away so easily? !