One punch and one scum attack [Quick Transmigration]

Luo Chengyun let Yan Zixin hang out for two days before releasing him from the phone blacklist.

Half an hour after it was released, Yan Zixin's exclusive bell rang.

Yan Zixin said angrily on the other end of the phone: "Xia Mengjing, you are so courageous, how dare you not answer my call."

Luo Chengyun frowned slightly, took the phone away from his ear, and checked the time by the way, nine forty-five.

After Yan Zixin finished venting his grievances, Luo Chengyun said, "I'm free at 11:30, find a restaurant."

Yan Zixin: "What? It's too late to invite me to dinner to make amends."

Luo Chengyun: "I didn't intend to take you."

Yan Zixin: "You still want to be alone with Shi Zhao? Dreaming! No, you have to take me with you."

Luo Chengyun: "What's the use of taking you, can I pay?"

Yan Zixin: "Don't talk about paying, it's not a problem to buy the entire restaurant."

Luo Chengyun laughed: "Okay, go buy it."

"...Are you kidding me?" Yan Zixin suddenly realized.

Luo Chengyun: "It's agreed in advance, since you insist on following, don't cause trouble for me, you know? Otherwise..."

Yan Zixin disdained: "Otherwise what?"

Luo Chengyun: "I'll expose all the things you did in front of Shi Zhao."

Yan Zixin: "You, despicable!"

Luo Chengyun: "It's okay."

"Crack." The mobile phone, which was bought less than half a month ago, was slammed against the wall, fell to the ground and was torn apart, and a dent appeared on the smooth and flat wall.

Yan Zixin has never been wronged like this since he was so old.

First, he was beaten twice in one day, but he tolerated and let go of the opponent, and then took the initiative to put down his face to coax others, and was humiliated again and again.

Yan Zixin crushed the already cracked phone screen with his foot, and only heard a "click", and the whole screen was split into two, Yan Zixin's face became a little more sinister.

Just wait, when the kidney is replaced, he will definitely kill Xia Mengjing.

As it was approaching eleven o'clock, Yan Zixin sent a text message to Luo Chengyun: [I'll give you 10 minutes to get to the Civic Square, and I'll pick you up. ]

Luo Chengyun agreed, and there was no reason not to use the driver who delivered it to the door.

When Luo Chengyun arrived, Yan Zixin was already waiting there, occasionally kicking cigarette butts on the ground twice with his toes, with an irritable and impatient look on his face, the red sports car just parked in the center of the square, becoming the focus of countless people's attention.

Luo Chengyun walked in front of him, Yan Zixin looked at him with eyes full of dissatisfaction, and asked, "Can you slow down?"

"There is a traffic jam on the road." Luo Chengyun shrugged helplessly.

It wasn't once or twice that Luo Chengyun made him angry. Today's lateness is not bad. Yan Zixin's endurance has skyrocketed under Luo Chengyun's training. He just put on a bad face and accepted this explanation.

Yan Zixin put out his cigarette and said to him, "Get in the car."

There was a safety talisman hanging inside the car, a very old-fashioned style. When Yan Zixin leaned over to send him the seat belt, the big red tassels rubbed against his cheek. Yan Zixin's skin was white, and the red threads hung by his ears like blood threads. Shockingly red.

From Luo Chengyun's perspective, Yan Zixin, who lowered his head and remained silent, looked a little cute.

Most of the accessories in the car are minimalist. This dazzling red amulet is incompatible with the style of the whole car. You don’t need to guess. The thing that Yan Zixin attaches so much importance to and hangs it in the most conspicuous place must be the white moonlight Sent.

Xia Mengjing also gave Yan Zixin a car pillow. The cross-stitching on it took him half a month to embroider with his own hands. If there is no accident, it is still piled up in the trunk.

As long as it was a gift from Bai Yueguang, Yan Zixin would regard any random gadget as a treasure, but Yan Zixin would not even look at Xia Mengjing's gift, no matter how much thought it took to prepare it.

It doesn't matter what is at all, what matters is the person.

"I'm warning you, when you're in front of Shi Zhao later, don't talk about what's there, do you hear me?" Yan Zixin threatened while driving.

Luo Chengyun fiddled with the tassels a few times with his index finger, and said slowly, "It depends on your performance."

Yan Zixin: "What do you mean?"

Luo Chengyun tightened his fingers and grabbed the red thread in his hand: "Has no one taught you? When you ask for something, you often have to pay the corresponding price. As long as you can satisfy me later, I will naturally take care of you." Do what you say."

Yan Zixin felt distressed when he saw it: "It's okay, I know. Tsk, let go, don't let me ruin it."

Luo Chengyun sneered and glanced at him mockingly.

Yan Zixin wanted to put his arms around Luo Chengyun's waist when he entered the elevator, but he tried again and again with his evil little hands, but he still didn't dare to reach out.

Luo Chengyun saw his movements through the mirror of the elevator, and kindly warned: "Your hand just happened not long ago, and you want to break it again?"

Yan Zixin's hand, which was hovering on the verge of testing, immediately put it back into his pocket, turned his head and snorted: "Who cares."

Although Yan Zixin didn't buy the entire restaurant, he reserved the second floor.

There was a person sitting by the window, with his back to them, his body was thin, his waist was so thin that it could be broken if pinched, and the clothes on him looked extraordinarily wide.

"Shi Zhao!" Seeing Bai Yueguang, Yan Zixin was like a promiscuous Erha, the smile on his face could not be stopped.

If it wasn't for Luo Chengyun still beside him, he would have rushed over immediately.

The man whose name was called froze for a moment, then turned his head. He had a handsome appearance, mild eyebrows and eyes, with some sickly white complexion, slightly sunken cheeks, very pale lip color, almost invisible blood, and thin lips. He first Glancing at Yan Zixin, he then cast all his eyes on Luo Chengyun, showing him a faint smile.

Luo Chengyun froze in place, his eyes slightly stared, and all the strings in his mind collapsed.

This person looks exactly like Gu Heng.

If every scumbag has a white moonlight, then Luo Chengyun's white moonlight is Gu Heng.

Gu Heng was his first love, and they were together for eight years, but it was a pity that Gu Heng died of cancer three years ago, Luo Chengyun was abroad at the time, so he couldn't come back to see him for the last time.

Now, Gu Heng appeared in front of him alive again.

The sick look on Shi Zhao's face made Luo Chengyun fall into deep thought. Was Gu Heng at that time also like this?

"Meng Jing? Xia Mengjing! What are you doing?" With Yan Zixin's voice next to his ear, Luo Chengyun snapped back to his senses, and slapped away the dangling hand in front of his eyes.

"Fuck." Yan Zixin was hurt by the beating and was afraid of Shi Zhao, so he didn't dare to lose his temper, so he said to him angrily, "Why are you in a daze, Shi Zhao is talking to you."

The smile on Shi Zhao's face showed a bit of fatigue: "You are Xia Mengjing, right? I heard Zixin say, do you want to see me?"

Luo Chengyun didn't look at him: "It's me."

Yan Zixin eagerly sat next to Shi Zhao, while Luo Chengyun sat opposite them.

"Then you came to me, cough, cough cough... what's the matter?" Shi Zhao couldn't help coughing when he spoke, obviously he was seriously ill.

After Shi Zhao said a few words, Luo Chengyun quickly came to his senses. He was not Gu Heng, neither in his demeanor, intonation, nor aura. It was impossible for Gu Heng to speak like that.

What was he thinking, Gu Heng was already dead.

Luo Chengyun met his eyes, and there was no emotion in his eyes: "It's nothing, I just want to see what the person who needs my kidney looks like."

"Even if I get a kidney transplant, I don't know how long my body can last. If you don't want to, it's fine." Although Shi Zhao was smiling, there was a bit of sadness in his eyes.

Yan Zixin was the first to jump out to retort, and held Shi Zhao's hand: "What are you talking about, he is very happy, as long as he can save you, everything is worth it."

Luo Chengyun stared at the folded hands of the two with a smile, and echoed: "Yes, as long as you are fine, everything he pays is worth it."

Yan Zixin's face changed slightly, and he quickly withdrew his hand, glared at Shi Zhao from an angle that he couldn't see, and threatened him with his mouth: shut up.

Shi Zhao looked at Luo Chengyun with a hint of gratitude in his eyes, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Luo Chengyun responded politely.

Yan Zixin had to pay back everything he gave.

Perhaps Luo Chengyun was cooperative today, Yan Zixin was in a good mood, and when he thought of something, he handed the menu to Shi Zhao: "Stop chatting, you must be hungry after sitting for so long? Come, come, order, today I treat you."

Shi Zhao took the menu and turned to Luo Chengyun: "What do you want to eat?"

Luo Chengyun didn't refuse his overtures, he flipped through two pages and casually pointed to a few dishes.

When the dishes were ready, Luo Chengyun pushed the seafood platter he just ordered to Yan Zixin, and said simply and neatly: "Peel."

Yan Zixin felt baffled: "You don't have long hands yourself?"

"Peel it off?" Luo Chengyun asked him.

Yan Zixin was so angry that he was like a puffed-up frog. He clenched his fists and said with humiliation, "I'll peel it off."

Luo Chengyun ordered a lot of crabs, and it was very troublesome to peel them. There were many shells and little meat. He even pushed his bowl over: "Peel them and put them in the bowl."

Shi Zhao couldn't help laughing at the side: "You two have such a good relationship."

Yan Zixin fought hard against the crab, grinning at the crab's shell, muttering softly, "What a fart."

"Huh?" Shi Zhao didn't hear clearly.

Luo Chengyun gracefully picked up the crab meat in the bowl with his chopsticks, and said in a helpless tone: "No way, he is so caring, and he doesn't want me to get my hands dirty."