When the boss wears the best [Quick Transmigration]

This self-driving tour, Qiu Yun and his party had a great time.

Even Wang Kai didn't do anything wrong after that, and leaned against each other on the back seat of the car with Wang Yingjun and Wang Qing, who were exhausted from playing, to catch up on sleep.

The car was speeding on the highway, and Yan Qingyuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, propped his chin sideways, stared at Qiu Yun's profile while driving, and said with a smile: "Old Gong, you are so handsome."

Qiu Yun glanced at him out of the corner of his eye: "I never asked you, what major are you going to apply for?"

"Hmm..." Yan Qingyuan pretended to ask, but in fact he had already made a choice in his heart: "What about you?"

"I am a little prince who has the 'throne' to inherit, so I will choose business management." Qiu Yun said in a teasing tone: "As a man of the little prince, you can choose your own hobbies as much as you like."

Yan Qingyuan is very talented in painting.

Qiuyun wanted him to choose his own interests.

However, Yan Qingyuan didn't think so.

Painting is of no help to him, and he doesn't want to be a man hiding behind his brother Yan, he just wants to stand shoulder to shoulder with Brother Yan: "I want to apply for a law major."

"Huh?" Qiu Yun glanced at him unexpectedly again: "I haven't heard you mention it before."

"Because I wasn't sure about the results before." Yan Qingyuan looked away, leaned on the back of the chair, looked through the windshield in front of the car, looking at the unknown road ahead, and said relaxedly: "Now that the exam is over, I know what I know."

The two of them spoke in a low voice, but they still woke up Wang Qing who was not sleeping well.

Wang Qing opened her eyes and carefully looked at the two people seated in front, feeling quite uncomfortable. One was a boy who once liked her, and the other was a boy who almost failed to pass the high school exam. Not only are they together now, Yan Qing Yuan is about to walk out of the flat area.

Unlike her, the farthest distance traveled in this life is this self-driving tour, and the future cannot be separated from Ping District.

She looked at Yan Xun in the driver's seat.

In the past, Yan Xun made her avoid it, but since she was with Yan Qingyuan, the other party has become more and more outstanding. This self-driving tour made her realize that Yan Xun is not only domineering, but also Tender and caring care.

Regret?

She secretly glanced at the handsome brother who was resting with his eyes closed, and silently pressed the question, not daring to think deeply.

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After scoring, Qiuyun won the provincial champion with a score higher than No.2 by eight points.

In the following holidays, all kinds of blessings came, and then there was the coming-of-age banquet and teacher appreciation banquet organized by Yan's father for him. After everything was done, Ms. Xunqing came back to ask him about his future choices, and then took him and Yan. Qingyuan went to Qin's house in the capital to pave the way for him and Yan Qingyuan.

During the period, after hearing the news, Ms. Wen Jing made an appointment with Yan Qingyuan.

At this time, Ms. Wen Jing was no longer as gentle and elegant as she was a year ago, her haggard brows and eyes were full of gloom and collapse. She grabbed Yan Qingyuan's hand and said, "Xiao Yuan, help me."

"Ms. Wen." Yan Qingyuan held a gentle smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "What can I help you with?"

"Qin Yi and his wife recently took you and your boyfriend to various banquets." Ms. Wen Jing seemed to grab the last straw and begged: "Can you introduce me to them too, my There are not many requirements, just make an appointment to have a meal."

"What are you thinking?" Yan Qingyuan opened her hand with a smile, straightened the wrinkles of her cuffs, and said casually: "We are just relatives with a blood relationship. First, we have no relationship, and second, we have no kindness. You Where did you have the face to come to my husband's house to beat the autumn wind?"

"I am you. Mom!" Ms. Wen Jing emphasized sternly.

"Sorry, my mother's surname is Chen, and her name is Chen Jiangjing. She died a long time ago." After he finished speaking without changing his expression, he quietly stood up, took out a few banknotes from his wallet, and put them on the table: "I have something to do later. , I won’t drink the coffee, let’s go first.”

Ms. Wen Jing stood up, pointed at him and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will find the Qin family and your boyfriend and say that you are a heartless person who doesn't even recognize your own mother?"

"What are you talking about!" He smiled suddenly: "Ms. Wen Jing, you are a little aunt who was adopted by my grandmother in the early years. You can't come here to misidentify your son just because you are my mother's twin sister."

After that, he turned around and strode away from the cafe, and walked towards the car at the door.

Sitting in the passenger seat, he pulled the seat belt and said softly: "Let's go first, don't let my mother wait too long."

"Are you okay?" Qiu Yun asked while starting the car.

"I can't splash water." Yan Qingyuan said not too concerned.

Since last year's birthday, Ms. Wen Jing met Yan Dahai at the door of his milk tea shop, and was almost dragged home by Yan Dahai and imprisoned, and ran back to Kyoto overnight.

She thought that she would be fine when she returned to the capital, but Yan Dahai also chased him to the capital. After some entanglement, she gagged Yan Dahai's mouth with money, in exchange for temporary peace.

But who is Yan Dahai?

A never-satisfying scumbag.

Even if Wen Jing changed her name and surname, her identity could not be found out, and she couldn't escape the eyes of Yan Haihai, who was once a husband and wife.

Who told her that there were obvious birthmarks in hidden places on her body.

Yan Dahai used this as a threat to use her as a cash machine, raised a little lover in the capital, and then took her money to have fun, and when he ran out of money, he asked her for it again.

With Yan Dahai's greed, Ms. Wen Jing became murderous after a few times.

It was Qiu Yun who asked someone to remind Yan Dahai, and let him know the truth that water flows forever, and that's why he stepped on Ms. Wen Jing's bottom line again and again, and has been entangled until now.

But one of her husband's lovers had a son.

The lover wanted to take the throne with her, and her husband also thought of divorce.

If it weren't for the fact that her husband's two daughters were not fuel-efficient lamps and helped her, she might have been kicked out by her husband long ago.

Now that Yan Qingyuan is here, she wants to secure her status as Mrs. Ren, so she puts her mind on Yan Qingyuan.

"If she is smart, she should know not to provoke me."

When the car arrived at Ms. Xunqing's residence, Yan Qingyuan unbuckled his seat belt, leaned over and kissed Qiu Yun on the cheek: "After all, I'm a person backed by Lao Gong."

Qiu Yun turned off the car, and flicked his forehead with his fingers: "Get out of the car, Mrs. Yan."

Yan Qingyuan smiled: "Okay, Mr. Yan."

After all, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Qiu Yun and Yan Qingyuan stayed in Kyoto until the school started.

After school started, the two moved to an apartment near the school and started living together in school.

Time flies, Qiuyun is about to graduate from university.

He has no intention of pursuing a master's degree, and plans to directly join Yan's father's company after graduation.

Yan Qingyuan wanted to pursue a political career, and Qiu Yun was backed by Ms. Xunqing, who had certain connections, but Yan Qingyuan was not satisfied with being a small civil servant, and wanted to go further, so he planned to study consecutively.

He had discussed this matter with Qiuyun earlier.

Qiu Yun supported him, but after graduation, the two of them will be separated.

For this reason, Qiu Yun plans to go back to Yan's father's company to practice first, and then go to Kyoto to open a branch.

Five years later, Yan Qingyuan graduated and was assigned to an administrative unit. With the help of Ms. Xunqing, Yan's branch also successfully took a seat in Kyoto.

At that time, Yan Qingyuan was a young talent with unlimited future, and Qiu Yun was an upstart in the market.

The combination of the two went smoothly.

Father Yan rushed to the capital to hold a wedding for the two of them. After the wedding, Yan Qingyuan entered the work unit and started a nine-to-five life.

When Yan Qingyuan was 30 years old, Ping District finally ushered in demolition.

Jody called him and asked him to come back for a gathering, and at the same time to celebrate Wang Yingjun's escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

Wang Yingjun and Wang Qing received a marriage certificate after graduation.

The life after marriage was just as Qiuyun said at the beginning, what he married was not Wang Qing alone, but the whole family behind Wang Qing.

Over the years, Jody, Ma Xiaobo and others have also left the Ping District one after another, and have their own lives. Only Wang Yingjun, dragged down by Wang Kai's family, still stays in the Ping District, living a difficult life. numbness.

Until Wang Qing had a miscarriage, Wang Yingjun finally broke out.

The reason was that Wang Qing went to school to pick up her nephew, and when she passed by the basketball court, she was hit by a basketball suddenly, and the child she was finally conceived was destroyed. For Wang Yingjun, who has always longed for a small family of his own, It was an unacceptable blow.

He couldn't bear it anymore, waited silently for Wang Qing to recover, and calmly filed for divorce.

The two of them had no savings, and the only thing they could share was the house that was about to be demolished that his grandfather left him.

As compensation, he divided Wang Qing in half, and obtained the divorce certificate with Wang Qing behind Wang Kai's back.Wang Kai made a fuss once when he found out, and after being beaten by Wang Yingjun who was finally sober, it stopped.

After Qiu Yun and Yan Qingyuan came back, they first visited Yan's father, and then got together with old friends to recall the past.

While talking, Ma Xiaobo mentioned the stockade where he traveled by car back then, and he came to revisit the old place to refresh Wang Yingjun, and revisit it for Yan Qingyuan's birthday.

The group accepted the proposal and drove to the old village.

The stockade is still the same, but the state of mind is no longer what it used to be.

Even if I played the projects of the year one by one, I can't find that kind of pure happiness, and it doesn't have a special taste.

The night before leaving was Yan Qingyuan's 30th birthday.

After having dinner with Ma Xiaobo and others, Yan Qingyuan rented a tent, and dragged Qiu Yun up to the mountain peak that year.

The sun was setting, dyeing the sky red.

Yan Qingyuan tilted his head and leaned on Qiuyun's shoulder, looking at the sunset.

A gentle mountain breeze brushed their hair, and Yan Qingyuan murmured softly in the wind: "Back then, fortunately you walked into my milk tea shop." Only then did we get to know each other and love each other.

Qiu Yun glanced at him and said: "As long as there is fate, even if I didn't go into the milk tea shop that afternoon, we will meet somewhere else."

"Maybe." Yan Qingyuan said.

But it will be different in the end.

He didn't forget that dream. If Brother Yan hadn't walked into the milk tea shop that afternoon, his fate might have gone into the abyss just like in that dream.

That night, the two camped in the mountains.

After lingering for a while, Yan Qingyuan rested his head on Qiuyun's shoulder, listening to the breathing above his head, and closed his eyes with peace of mind and satisfaction.

I don't know if it was because of the mention of that dream in the evening, he entered that dream again.

It's just that this time he watched with cold eyes, like an outsider, unmoved, until 'he' stood on a tall building, facing the sound of the wind, and when he looked at the police car downstairs, his wrist suddenly tightened——

He turned his face away, and saw Brother Yan appearing beside him at some point, holding his hand gently, and saying, "I'll accompany you."

Do not--

He wants to say.

But the "I" in the dream smiled and said, "Okay."

After all, the two jumped down hand in hand.

The moment he fell, his consciousness popped out of his body inexplicably, and his consciousness floated in mid-air. He rushed over to try to stop his brother Yan, but his consciousness passed through his body, and he watched brother Yan and that body There was a 'bang' sound from the body, and his brains burst from the fall.

don't want--

He quickly floated towards Brother Yan, who was covered in blood, but found a transparent shadow floating out of Brother Yan's body, looking straight at him, with a gentle smile on his lips, he raised his hand: "Xiao Yuan, come here. "

"Brother Yan..." He was stunned, completely trapped in a nightmare.

"Come here, I'll take you home."

"Okay." He stretched out his hand in a daze, and slowly floated towards Brother Yan. Just when his hand was about to touch the other's hand, his waist tightened suddenly, and a cold and harsh voice sounded beside his ear——

"Yan Qingyuan, wake up!"

Why does this voice sound familiar?

He paused for a moment, then looked suspiciously at the gentle Brother Yan, who smiled slightly: "Come here, Xiao Yuan."

Xiaoyuan?

wrong!

Brother Yan never called him that. Brother Yan always called him by his first name and last name.

He suddenly woke up, this is not Brother Yan.

Realizing this, the dream began to shatter, and the "Brother Yan" in front of him was blown by the wind and slowly dissipated—at the same time, he opened his eyes, and an eager face in the dimness jumped into his eyes.

"Wake up Yan Qingyuan!"

The howling wind blew past my ears.

He was stunned for a moment, unable to distinguish reality from dreams.

Qiu Yun watched the other party open his eyes obscurantly, the pupils of the eyes dilated, and while he breathed a sigh of relief, his frown became tighter and tighter: "It's good to wake up."

As he said that, he let go of the person who was held down by him on the ground, lifted up the person who hadn't recovered, and turned to look at the cliff that was close at hand - Yan Qingyuan had never been with Yan Qingyuan for so many years. Shows signs of sleepwalking.

So he had reason to suspect that Yan Qingyuan was able to run to the edge of the cliff without waking him up, and almost jumped off, it was Tiandao's father who did it - really no one!

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, a mysterious and mysterious emotion resurfaced after many years ago—it was because he had nothing to do with human affairs.

—what the hell did he do?

Qiu Yun asked tentatively in his heart.

In the past, he always thought that Yuan would die at thirty in every life, and that he was crossing the catastrophe of death.

Although this death calamity is slightly different from the death calamity he understood.

But in this life, the Heavenly Dao intervened twice, and he began to suspect that it was not the death calamity, but the punishment of the Heavenly Dao to Yuan.

Heaven responded.

——You can find out when you go and have a look.

Just after understanding the meaning of Tiandao, the heavens and the earth turned around for a while, and the soul left the body. The moment the soul left the body, 'Yan Xun' and 'Yan Qingyuan' who were walking back were stunned for a moment, then returned to normal, and continued to go Go over to the tent.

This ending leaves a beginning for the second part.

In this world, I originally wanted to write about sickness and tenderness, but I stopped changing it once, and my train of thought was also broken. The baby who followed the article also knew that I changed it halfway through.

When writing a text, it must be done in one go.

Once the train of thought is broken, it is difficult to get back to the state, so I plan to start the second part.

The writing is not good, and I am completely grateful for the support of the babies to persevere.

Fengqing is here to thank the babies who have supported all the way, bow and thank you, let's see you in the next article.

In addition, give me the advance collection of the few books in the column and ask for a collection.