One punch and one scum attack [Quick Transmigration]

There is a rarely mentioned character in the story, that is Shi Zhao's elder brother, Shi Heng.

In fact, Xia Mengjing is not the only Kidney/Yuan that Shi Zhao matches, and there is another half-brother, Shi Heng, who has a higher matching rate, but neither Yan Zixin nor Shi Zhao have made Shi Heng's idea.

Not wanting, but not dare.

Shi Heng is a character that all ten Yan Zixins can't mess with together, the genuine young master of the Shi family. In comparison, Shi Zhao is just an unrecognized illegitimate child who got mixed up by his father and the nanny.

Now Shi Heng is the person in charge of the Shi family, not to mention Shi Zhao, even his father is nothing in front of him.

Shi Heng's attitude towards Shi Zhao is unpredictable, he doesn't care about it and doesn't target him, and allows Shi Zhao to grow on his own.

It seemed that it was the kindness of the superior, as long as Shi Zhao didn't jump in front of him, he could acquiesce in Shi Zhao's existence.

As for a small character like Xia Mengjing, there is no chance of even touching Shi Heng.

Shi Heng came here today to visit a friend whose leg was broken by his father. He heard from his subordinates that Shi Zhao's condition worsened and he was also in this hospital, and it happened to be in the ward next to his friend. Thinking of Shi Zhao, he hugged like crazy.

Shi Heng looked at Shi Zhao with displeasure, and asked Shi Zhao, "Say what you said just now?"

Shi Zhao was startled, his sickly face turned pale, and he stammered, "Yes, I'm sorry brother, I, I made a mistake."

Shi Zhao regretted it when he said it.

Was he crazy just now?She actually hoped that Shi Heng could save him in terms of blood relationship...

Shi Heng will kill him.

Shi Zhao's body trembled more and more, and the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became.

Shi Heng's hand was released long ago, Shi Heng didn't say anything, there was a strong aura just standing there quietly, he slightly lowered his eyes to look at Shi Zhao, and then left.

When Shi Zhao heard his leaving footsteps, he slumped on the ground helplessly, feeling a little relieved in his melancholy.

The people around Shi Heng promptly delivered wet wipes.

Shi Heng took it and carefully wiped every skin on his hands, walking fast and steady, with the wind blowing through the corner of his clothes, like a knife cutting the boundary between him and Shi Zhao.

"Do you want to send someone to investigate?" the subordinate asked.

Shi Heng's answer was reserved and noble: "Just him?"

Not worthy yet.

"It's over." Luo Chengyun cursed in a low voice, then stopped, and said to the person who had been silently following him for the past few days, "Don't hide, get out."

Yan Zixin's figure appeared at the corner. He walked slowly in front of Luo Chengyun, lowered his head, and said nothing.

Luo Chengyun was pestered by him for a week.

No matter how good the temper is, it can be fried.

Yan Zixin's recent behavior seems to be sincere repentance.

In order to save Luo Chengyun, he did not hesitate to reject his white moonlight, and even put down his airs and lived in a small apartment opposite Luo Chengyun, entangled 360 degrees all day long.

As small as three meals in the morning, lunch and evening, the company sends flowers to pick up and go to get off work, even neighbors drop by, run into each other on the road, and go downstairs to throw a litter. Now it has even evolved into secretly following.

Slag Gong has a good way of chasing people, if he pushes too quickly, he will easily be disgusted by others, and silently giving has no effect, but he just appears in your line of sight from time to time and dangles around to let you know his existence.

Grievance, depression, and silent dedication can all be easily read from his words and deeds.

However, Yan Zixin missed a point.

Luo Chengyun himself is also a scumbag.

In Luo Chengyun's eyes, Yan Zixin's various routines are no different from his ex-lover's stalking after breaking up.

"When are you going to follow?" Luo Chengyun asked openly.

Yan Zixin replied: "Follow me until the day you are willing to forgive me."

Luo Chengyun's eyes were cold: "Do you treat every ex who broke up like this?"

Yan Zixin was serious and affectionate: "No, only to you."

"It's really yours." Luo Chengyun considered himself unlucky when he bumped into someone thick-skinned.

Yan Zixin has been haggard a lot recently, running behind Luo Chengyun all day long, and not caring about himself, in order to create an infatuated image, with bloodshot eyes: "I don't want to make you angry, but I just can't control it." Stay, even if you ignore me, as long as I look at you, I will feel at ease."

After revealing his true feelings, the expression on Luo Chengyun's face remained unchanged.

Yan Zixin was made guilty by him, and repeated again: "Meng Jing, I am sincere, just give me another chance."

Luo Chengyun: "Sincerely?" "Yeah!" Yan Zixin responded bravely, avoiding his gaze.

He always felt that in Luo Chengyun's eyes, he was just a joke.

"Okay, I can give you this chance." Luo Chengyun was also very happy, then changed his voice and said meaningfully, "It depends on whether you can grasp it."

"Really?" Yan Zixin's eyes lit up.

"Of course, but you have to listen to me in everything." Luo Chengyun's recent gloom was suppressed in this smile, which was more gentle than ever.

Those who are familiar with him know that this is a precursor to his real anger.

Yan Zixin agreed without thinking, "Okay."

Luo Chengyun persuasively said: "Don't follow me now, I will find you tomorrow night."

Yan Zixin couldn't ask for more: "I'll listen to you."

Seeing the annoying figure disappear with his own eyes, Luo Chengyun's smile just now disappeared immediately.

He didn't want to either.

It was Yan Zixin who was too annoying.

Receiving Luo Chengyun's guarantee was like receiving a letter of pardon. Yan Zixin was finally able to get rid of the depression of being Luo Chengyun's grandson these days, and happily moved back to Yan's house. As soon as he entered the door, he ordered: "Here, here, and Here, everything has been replaced, and the decoration style is not grand at all."

"Could it be his place?"

That afternoon, Yan Zixin went to a place he had longed for but dared not go.

In the hospital, Shi Zhao's single ward.

"You have suffered." Shi Zhao's eyes were moist, he held Yan Zixin's face in pain, and spoke with sincerity.

This move made Yan Zixin so shocked that he almost fell off the bed. Shi Zhao was his white moonlight, following the path of a high-spirited, pure and pure little white flower. He was close to Yan Zixin while keeping a proper distance. How could he hold his face with his own hands like now? .

Yan Zixin was overwhelmed by the flattery, which aroused the responsibility in the man's heart: "Don't say those stupid things, for you, this little suffering is nothing."

"Zixin." Shi Zhao was even more moved.

Bai Yueguang, who had been chasing after him for so long, offered to show his kindness to him. Yan Zixin couldn't help but hugged him. The person in his arms was so thin that only a handful of bones remained.

He finally got the man of his dreams.

A pair of fateful mandarin ducks hug each other tightly.

"I only have you now." Shi Zhao grabbed his clothes with his hands, showing an extremely insecure feeling.

"Don't worry, I will make him pay the price." Yan Zixin stroked his hair lightly, with a distorted expression on his face where Shi Zhao could not see, "I will make him pay the price for everything before."

As soon as he got in the car, Shi Heng received a call from a certain friend.

"Tell me something quickly." Shi Heng answered the phone with an extremely impatient tone.

"Time is short, will you come to the party tomorrow night?"

"How many times have I said, don't call me at your unscrupulous parties."

"This time is different from before. It's fun. I'm sure you like it."

Shi Heng asked: "What?"

"Yan Zixin, the old lover that your cheap brother hooked up with, don't you want to see it?"

Shi Heng snorted restrainedly: "I don't want to."

Shi Heng threw away the phone casually, and leaned against the back seat of the car. A car passed by, and Shi Zhao's face was reflected on the window.

Luo Chengyun, who was driving the car, didn't look to the side. When he turned his head to look, he only saw the green belt in the middle of the road.

The next day, when Yan Zixin was peeling apples for Shi Zhao while sitting in front of the hospital bed, his phone vibrated, and the peels of the apples under the knife broke and fell to the ground in piles.

Luo Chengyun's text message came at four o'clock in the afternoon:

[At ten o'clock in the evening, Qinglun clubhouse. ]