One punch and one scum attack [Quick Transmigration]

[Can I talk to you?I am Shi Zhao. ] The phone vibrated, and Luo Chengyun received such a text message while working.

He glanced at it casually and continued with what he was doing. After ten minutes, he picked up his phone and replied: [What's the matter? ]

Shi Zhao: [It's about Zixin. He drank too much last night and went to the hospital. He kept calling your name when he woke up. Would you like to visit him in the hospital? ]

Luo Chengyun: [Is the situation serious? ]

Shi Zhao: [Fortunately, I just had my stomach washed. ]

Luo Chengyun: [Tell me after he dies, I may consider attending his funeral. ]

Shi Zhao: [He never forgets you, how can you be so unfeeling! ]

Luo Chengyun was noncommittal.

Someone used to threaten Luo Chengyun with suicide to force him to meet him, but he hung up that person's call with a firm heart.

It's not worth his time to see someone who is still alive in the hospital, not to mention that the other party is Yan Zixin. For Yan Zixin, Luo Chengyun is too lazy to entangle with him. As long as he doesn't jump in front of him, everything is easy to talk about.

He has nothing to lose when Yan Zixin is alive, but he can still be happy for Xia Mengjing when Yan Zixin is dead.

Another text message sounded, Luo Chengyun didn't even click on the content, and dragged the number into the blacklist.

What he didn't expect was that in the afternoon, Yan Zixin who was supposed to be in the hospital wandered in front of him again.

"Knock, knock, knock." After knocking on the door three times, Luo Chengyun said without raising his head, "Come in."

The assistant silently opened the door a small crack, somewhat confused: "Mr. Luo, someone is looking for you."

"Who?" Luo Chengyun stopped what he was doing and looked at him with questioning eyes.

Without waiting for the assistant to answer, Yan Zixin directly pushed the door open and walked up to the assistant: "It's me."

The assistant asked in a low voice: "Boss Luo, do you need me..."

Luo Chengyun made a gesture, and the assistant stepped back and closed the door behind him.

Yan Zixin was in a state of exhaustion at the moment. There were wounds on his neck and hands, and his good skin was exhausted. The sun was no longer there. Luo Chengyun was not afraid that he would make something wrong, so he asked patiently: "So what? gone?"

"Meng Jing." The intimate and gentle tone that came out of Yan Zixin's mouth sounded strange.

Quick and widespread numbness spread all over his body, Luo Chengyun's scalp tightened, and he felt a chill: "Are you stupid with your brain?"

Yan Zixin sat on the chair opposite him, with a look of certainty in his eyes: "I had a dream yesterday after I was drunk, in the dream you really left me, I suddenly panicked, I've been used to it for a long time The days when you were silently by my side, I thought you would be with me forever, until you really disappeared in my dream, and I realized how important you are to me."

"Meng Jing, let's go back to the beginning, shall we?" Yan Zixin begged urgently.

[Congratulations to the host for changing the plot and starting the plot of chasing his wife and crematorium. ] The system popped up suddenly, with a relaxed tone and a bit of a melon-eating nature.

[Wife chasing, crematorium? ] Luo Chengyun repeated these two words in his mind. He may not be able to understand the essence of them together, but he clearly knows that there is no chasing wife here, only the crematorium.

Luo Chengyun couldn't see clearly the flamboyant intestines in Yan Zixin's stomach at a glance, but after all the excitement last night, there were only two possibilities for Yan Zixin to come to him and say these words.

Either he drank too much and made his brain stupid, or he was unwilling to be humiliated and wanted to get back together.

Luo Chengyun prefers the latter.

So in the face of Yan Zixin's request, he pressed the phone button on the table without thinking: "Ask the security to drive this person out."

"Are you really so unfeeling?" Yan Zixin was shocked but also a little sad.

"You still have 3 minutes before the security guard goes upstairs." Luo Chengyun reminded.

In order to maintain the last trace of dignity in his bones, Yan Zixin took the initiative to get up and expressed his determination to him before leaving: "I will not give up!"

Seeing that the person left, Luo Chengyun pressed the button again: "No need."

He wanted to let him go, but the prey came to his door by himself.

This is not his fault.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Luo Chengyun's house is downstairs.

The street lights on both sides of the road in the community were neat and bright, and when Luo Chengyun drove home, he saw a familiar figure.

The man stood under the only broken street lamp, with a cigarette in his left hand and his other hand in his pocket, casually leaning against the telephone pole, looking up at the upstairs from time to time.

Luo Chengyun's car passed by him, Yan Zixin didn't even look at it, smoking a cigarette lonely, waiting quietly by himself.

He took the elevator directly from the underground garage to the house and entered the door.

As soon as the lights in the living room were turned on, Yan Zixin called. His voice was rustling, and it sounded like he had gone through many vicissitudes: "I'm downstairs at your house. When you calm down and let me go up, I'll go up."

Through the window, Luo Chengyun could clearly see Yan Zixin standing downstairs stupidly, and he became a little interested: "How long can you stand?"

Yan Zixin: "Stand until the day you forgive me."

Luo Chengyun: "Whether it's windy or rainy?"

Yan Zixin: "No matter what happens, I will prove my determination to you."

……

There was a burst of thunder in the sky, and the thunder that had been suppressed for a long time surged and flowed in the atmosphere until it suddenly exploded, like a heavy drum beating in the hearts of people.The sky was abnormally dark, the only moonlight disappeared quickly, and large piles of dark clouds rolled over. First, a few raindrops hit the ground, and in a short while it formed a torrential downpour, splashing even the glass windows began to shake.

The rain came suddenly, and no one could have expected it.

Even Luo Chengyun was amazed by the rain.

How else could Yan Zixin be unlucky, he was afraid of something.

With such a heavy rain, Yan Zixin can be completely soaked from the inside to the outside after just half a minute.

Through the rain and fog, Luo Chengyun looked at the trembling figure leaning against the electric pole, and the overwhelming rain drenched Yan Zixin's last trace of arrogance.

He was still standing there, his body in a state of embarrassment that couldn't be concealed.

Yan Zixin even found it difficult to breathe. The heavy and continuous rain irritated him so much that he couldn't open his eyes. He just wiped off the water from his face with his hands, and the next second, he was drenched all over again.

He can only rely on the support behind him to maintain his standing.

The clothes were filled with water and stuck to his body. Not to mention the high-grade fabric deformed, it was also very airtight, like a huge net wrapped him in, bound and suffocated, Yan Zixin was drenched by the rain and had no extra thinking power left. .

If you can't walk, if you persevere, you will stand here even if you die.

These few words filled his mind and became his only belief in resisting the rainstorm.

This is his last chance to come back, even if he blocks everything, he must succeed.

He bet on his stubbornness, on Xia Mengjing's unforgettable old love.

As long as there is a trace of softness, he will win.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and a lot of water had accumulated on the ground. The water flowed through Yan Zixin's leather shoes and continued to flow towards the drain behind him.

cold.

I don't know how long the whole person was soaked in the rain. It was so long that the body temperature couldn't support it. Yan Zixin's lips couldn't stop trembling from the cold.

He stared at the lights upstairs, his eyes were already used to being in the rain, and the tears that stimulated him were quickly washed away by the rain, quickly slid across his face and disappeared, mixing into the dark and surging water.

He watched with his own eyes the lights on the seventeenth floor go from bright to dark, and when the last light went out, his persistence gradually collapsed.

There has never been a colder moment than now.

Every breath Yan Zixin took was as if he had just come out of an ice cave, and he was so cold that he felt pain.

He didn't understand why he was still standing here.

It seems to be drenched in the rain, and you will get used to it when you are drenched.

I can't feel the cold even if I'm freezing, it's just pain, the pain that spreads from the heart to every skin in the body, it hurts everywhere.

Reason told him he should go back to the car.

But Yan Zixin's footsteps were so heavy that he couldn't move, it was filled with water, and it took a lot of effort to lift them up.

At the end of the night, a powerful light source suddenly appeared, and the warm yellow headlights shone on him, and the car that Yan Zixin missed at the beginning drove back to him again.

Yan Zixin's soul immediately revived.

The car window was lowered, and Luo Chengyun's face appeared behind the car window. Without looking at Yan Zixin, he opened the car door and put up the umbrella, stepped on the slippers and got out of the car.

Luo Chengyun held up a black umbrella and walked towards him.

Every step made him see the meaning of persistence.

Luo Chengyun ignored the light in Yan Zixin's eyes, and his voice was mixed with the rain, with a warm smile: "It's rare to rain, and you are idle here, why don't you help me clean the car."

"I won't let you do it for nothing. I will double the amount of money in the market."

Following what Luo Chengyun said, the last light in Yan Zixin's eyes disappeared.

After Luo Chengyun finished speaking, he walked back into the building alone holding an umbrella. When he turned around, he faced Yan Zixin through a glass door. Luo Chengyun's calm smile became distorted in the rain.

Yan Zixin clenched his fists, resisting the urge to punch his car. The haze in his eyes was washed away by the rain, and he even forced a weird smile at Luo Chengyun.

Luo Chengyun was wearing warm home clothes, standing in the elevator watching Yan Zixin gradually disappear from his sight.

This routine is all left over from his play.