After rebirth, I got hypermemory

The video call request on the mobile phone popped up, Yan Xiao pursed his lips, his jaw line was tense, and he had to count eight seconds in his heart before pressing the answer button.

Then he put the phone on the bed, and stepped back, indifferently.

Rong Yu's face appeared on the screen, looking at Yan Xiao and smiling, Tao Hua's eyes were filled with warmth, like melted honey, "Are you at home? I thought you were out to play."

As soon as he saw that smiling face, Young Master Yan couldn't stand it, absolutely couldn't stand it, so where is it?He reminded himself that he was angry with his boyfriend right now, so angry that he looked angry.

So he sniffed, moved back a little more promisingly, farther away from the phone, and nodded lightly, "Well, I'm at home."

"Why don't you call me at home?" Rong Yu asked.

"I don't want to." Yan Xiao said.

Rong Yu:? ? ?Don't want to call or don't want me?

Yan Xiao turned his head away.

"What are you looking at?" Rong Yu finally noticed something wrong with her boyfriend.

"I didn't see anything." Yan Xiao's head was still pinned, and the lines of his jaw and neck bone became more and more sharp.

Rong Yu thought for a while, "Look slowly, I'll hang up first."

"Hang up."

Before the end of the word "ba" was finished, Rong Yu cut off the video call with a beep.

Yan Xiao bit his lower lip, almost turned his back on his back, stretched out his foot and kicked the phone to the ground.

While the mobile phone here was rolling on the ground, the mobile phone over there was also dropped on the carpet of the hotel room.

"What the hell is this man doing? Is there something wrong?" Rong Yu pressed his forehead, put his elbows on his knees, and looked down at the phone that he threw out.

After looking at it for a while, he lifted his long legs, got out of bed, and picked up the phone. Two fine lines were cracked on the screen of the phone. He pressed the screen-on button, and the screen turned on smoothly, and it was still usable.

Rong Yu just stood there, looking down at the two stripes on the phone. After standing there for 20 minutes, the phone was clearly on but it seemed broken, not a single message came, let alone a call.

Exhausted of patience, Rong Yu turned his phone to airplane mode with a frosty face, and threw it on the bedside table. With a "snap", two more cracks appeared on the phone screen.

Then there was another "snap", he closed the laptop that had just been turned on, grabbed it and threw it into the backpack, then opened the inner layer of the backpack, pulled it left and right, pulled out a small white plastic bottle, and poured it out Two small white pills, raised his head, and threw them into his mouth.

At this moment, no matter whether the medicine was bitter or not, he didn't even bother to drink the water, he swallowed the pill forcefully, the bitter taste dragged his throat, making him feel nauseous.

After taking the sleeping pills, Rong Yu flung himself onto the bed, then shook off the quilt and covered himself from head to toe. It didn't take long for the medicine to take effect, and he fell into a shallow sleep.

Yan Xiao's situation was similar to Rong Yu's. He moved from the bed to the floor, sat cross-legged next to the phone, and stared at the phone.

His mobile phone was still buzzing, with "beep beep" message notifications beeping non-stop, none of which was sent by Rong Yu, and he set an exclusive ringtone for Rong Yu.

Time passed by, Yan Xiao's upper and lower eyelids began to fight, but he didn't wait for the voice he wanted to hear.

Yan Xiao stood up with support on his hands, his legs were numb to death, he limped for two steps, stopped, bent over to pick up his phone, then limped back to the bed, took off his shoes and got on the bed, full of anger Lie down hugging the pillow.

In the middle of the night, the curtains were blown by the breeze, Yan Xiao's long eyelashes drooped, and he fell asleep, the phone was still tightly held in his hand...

The sleeping pills are very powerful, Rong Yu usually only takes one at most, but this time he threw two into his mouth without even looking at it.

After sleeping until dawn, Rong Yu's messy hair stood on the head of the bed in a daze.Sleeping pills should still be taken less, because I have a headache when I sleep.

Rong Yu picked up the phone on the bedside table and took a look: 10 o'clock! ! !

It's been an hour since the training session.

He didn't ask for leave.

Points will be deducted.

It's okay to deduct his own points, but he represents their TV station.

After the training, there is an exam to issue a certificate and report the results. If the total score is too low, it will lose the face of the TV station.

Quickly jumped up from the bed, rushed into the bathroom without putting on the slippers, lay down in front of the sink, wiped his face indiscriminately, brushed his teeth in 10 seconds, took a handful of water, and pressed the flying hair flat.

After changing clothes, I grabbed my phone and notebook and hurried out.

The phone was silent all the time, Rong Yu pressed the lock screen button while running to the elevator and took a look, there were a few cracks on the screen alone, no message, no phone call, shit!

Rong Yu stuffed his phone into his trouser pocket, entered the elevator, got out of the elevator, slipped into the meeting room through the back door, sat down in a corner, opened his notebook, and listened to the lecture.

Until the end of get out of class at noon, Rong Yu's mobile phone stayed in his trouser pocket as quietly as a chicken.

Is it out of power?

Rong Yu lowered his head and walked towards the restaurant, took out his phone and took a look. When the battery was 90%, he pursed his lips and threw the phone back into his trouser pocket.

I queued up at the dining table to get the plates, picked up the food, found a seat by the window and sat down, thought about it, took out my phone to look at it again, there was still nothing, put the phone upside down on the dining table, and lowered my head to pick up the food dishes on the plate.

Not knowing where his mind was, Rong Yu stirred the food with a spoon, took a big mouthful, and after a while quickly reached out and pulled a napkin, spit it out, "What the hell, it's so bitter."

Looking down at his dinner plate, he didn't know when he hit a plate of emerald green bitter gourd, the thing he hated the most.

Rong Yu picked up the spoon and scooped the bitter gourd to the side one by one, and at the end of the scoop, he found green onion, ginger and garlic.Wrinkling his nose in disgust, he scooped up two mouthfuls of rice and ate it.

It was only now that he remembered that he never ate food during training.

He doesn't eat onions, ginger, and garlic, and he doesn't want others to think he's troublesome, so he doesn't say anything, and just eats plain rice by himself.

But at noon today, probably because the sleeping pills hadn't passed at night, Rong Yu didn't know why he would eat a plate of bitter gourd, he was just asking for trouble.

He was picking bitter gourd, green onion, ginger and garlic, when a figure sat down in front of him, Rong Yu raised his head, smiled politely, and said hello, "Hello, Mr. Yan."

Yan Qichuan, the deputy head of the provincial station, is half a level higher than the head of the city station. He is the immediate boss of the head of the station. The two are old classmates, and it is said that they have a very good relationship.

"You don't have any dishes here." Director Yan pushed his plate in front of Rong Yu, "I cook a lot, do you want it?"

"Thank you Mr. Yan, no need, I'm almost finished." Rong Yu glanced at Mr. Yan's dinner plate filled with fish, meat and vegetables, then lowered his head and scooped two spoonfuls of rice into his mouth.

"Young people eat so little? How did you grow so tall?" Director Yan kindly picked up a piece of meat and chewed it slowly.

Rong Yu was preoccupied and in a bad mood, and he was not interested in eating face to face with his boss. He took a few quick bites, put down his spoon, took two napkins from the corner of the table, and handed one to Mr. Yan.

"Hmm - thank you." Director Yan took the napkin and put it at hand, "Xiao Rong, are you interested in coming to Provincial Taiwan?"

"Province?" Rong Yu pressed the corner of his mouth with a tissue and smiled, "Forget it, I'd better not cause you any trouble."

"What? Do you think we are restricting you too much?" Director Yan stopped his chopsticks, "Deputy Director of the News Center, this position is quite attractive, right?"

The provincial station is two levels higher than the city station. Rong Yu is now just a reporter in the culture and sports department of the city station news center. Now he is asked to go to the provincial station to be the deputy director of the news center. This wave of promotions has directly promoted more than three levels .

For the social animals of 996, this matter is simply a pie in the sky.

But to reporter Rong, this is not a pie, but a piece of bitter gourd with onions, ginger and garlic. He glanced at the pile of bitter gourds he pulled out on the side of the plate, and didn't want to go to Taiwan at all.

But the good words still have to be said, even if Mr. Yan is not regarded as a leader, he should be regarded as a senior in the industry.

"Well, it's a pretty good seat, and there will definitely be someone who will satisfy you." Rong Yu said.

"Our leadership team had a meeting last week, and three candidates were discussed. You are one of them, and you are also the youngest." Director Yan simply put down the chopsticks in his hand. All the conditions are met, and the awards you have won are solid, so I am very optimistic about you."

"Thank you, Mr. Yan," Rong Yu said frankly, "but I still want to stay in Taishi."

"Afraid that your old Kun will not let you go?" Yan Taichang asked, "You don't have to worry about this, no matter how much he cherishes his talent, he won't stop you from going to a better seat."

"No, Master Yan, my home is in Taishi, and I don't want to be too far away from home." Rong Yu said.

"Are you married?" Master Yan raised his eyebrows.

"No, I'm talking about my grandfather's home." Rong Yu said.

"Oh—you're talking about the old Mr. Rong, I can't tell, Xiao Rong, you still love your family." Mr. Yan said, "You can come here first, and then move your family here. It doesn't matter what happens in the provincial capital. It is stronger than Taishi. You also have more opportunities for development.”

"And the platform we give you is definitely bigger than the market platform, and the annual income for your position is something you can't get in the market...you work hard and go up. , it is very possible to enter the capital, don't you want to?" Director Yan continued to persuade.

Rong Yu covered the phone with his fingers, and lowered his eyelids, not sure if he was seriously thinking about Mr. Yan's words, or thinking about something else.After a while, he raised his eyelids and looked at Director Yan, "Director, actually, I think that as reporters, we work the same everywhere, there is no regional difference, and we can dig out in-depth news everywhere. I am used to working in Taishi, many lines have been connected, and the work is very smooth, and the colleagues in the market are also very good, I have no plans to leave Taishi for the time being."

"But I heard that with Lao Kun here, you can only stay in the Department of Culture and Sports. The Department of Culture and Sports is not suitable for you. You should go to do sudden reports, or special interviews. Financial and government affairs are also good, but it is not suitable for the Department of Culture, Sports and Entertainment." Yan Yan The director is determined to persuade Rong Yu.

"Actually Director Kun gave me a lot of freedom, it doesn't matter which department I stay in." Rong Yu smiled, "The in-depth news that won the award was also produced under his nose."

"Okay," Director Yan picked up the chopsticks again, "It seems that I can't poach you away, so you can work hard under Lao Kun, and call me anytime when you want to come over."

"Okay, thank you." Rong Yu held the phone in his hand and stood up, "Master Yan, eat slowly, I'll go first."

"You go, it's still early, and you can take a break at noon." Director Yan nodded, and then reminded, "The final exam will be announced tomorrow, so prepare well."

......

After walking out of the restaurant, Rong Yu didn't want to go back to the room, but wanted to go around the lake.

In late spring and early summer, the sky is very blue, and the green weeping willows and white clouds are reflected on the surface of the lake, which appears in the microwave. The small purple lake seems to hold the whole world.

Rong Yu sat on a chair by the lake, with his legs spread apart, his elbows resting on his knees, staring fixedly at the lake, the silent cell phone turned upside down in his hand.

There is another reason why he is unwilling to leave Taishi, he does not want to have a long-distance relationship.

The person I'm in love with doesn't know what he's doing right now, he kept his temper at him the night before, and he hasn't sent him a single message until now.

The warm wind blows head-on, blowing up the hair on Rong Yu's forehead, and narrowing his beautiful peach blossom eyes, the eyelashes and pupils are fluffy and shiny, revealing the whole face, shining white.

After all, he still didn't get Yan Xiao's call.

Heart is empty.

Rong Yu pressed the phone again.

The phone was too quiet today, and he was not only empty, but also began to worry inexplicably.

Pursing his lips and exhaling, he decided to take the initiative to call his boyfriend.

It was only when I dialed the phone that I realized something was wrong. I turned on the airplane mode on the phone last night and it has not been canceled until now.

Quickly clicked on the small blue plane on the phone screen.

Various information prompts sounded one after another.

A bright red 99+ next to the WeChat icon.

He clicked on WeChat first, and the two birds at the top had already sent him several messages, without stopping for a second, Rong Yu poked his thumb on the screen of the phone, and a dialog box popped up.

【I am sick】

【I'm really sick.Shriveled Mouth.jpg]

[Don't you want to talk to me? 】

[I'm angry if you ignore me again.Raised eyebrows.jpg]

【are you there? 】

【What’s wrong with you? 】

[Talk back? 】

[Why is the phone turned off? 】

[I'll come to you right away. 】

The last message was sent 5 minutes ago, Rong Yu hurriedly called back.

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The author has something to say:

Yan Yan: I'm sick.

Rong Rong:?

Yan Yan: I'm really sick.

Rong Rong:? ?

Yan Yan: I'll come here to let you see if I'm sick.

Rong Rong: ...the patient should not move around.