Mr. Rebirth hold hands

People say that there is a seven-year itch between husband and wife, and the good daughter is a little troubled after entering puberty. Secretary Qin looked at the smiling face of her boss and suddenly remembered that word.

Secretary Qin, who was worried about his daughter and tended to be neurotic, held back for a week, then risked being kicked to death, and asked Qin Huanlang a question.

"Recently... is it still harmonious?"

With one word, he poked a hornet's nest.

Wanxi Group has recently become popular for being close to the masses and serving the grassroots.The executives headed by Secretary Qin are close to the grassroots and live and work cordially with the front-line employees.Many people are amazed by it, it really is a big group, and the corporate culture construction is so connotative!

Holding the mop in his hand, Secretary Qin let out a sad and indignant pooh.

He never expected that the boss, who seemed to be in a good mood, had already started to feel anxious!

Qin Huanlang has something on his mind recently, but he can't say it.

It's not that he has no one to confide in, it's just that he can't say anything.

Wei Fuming and Xu Weiyi have been entangled for many years, and finally passed the famous road. Last month, that shameless Xu Weiyi took a picture of himself with his upper body exposed, showing half of his buttocks, and complacently comparing the ring on his hand. He almost went blind The eyes of people waiting.When he said he wanted to find Wei Fuming, he jumped up and grabbed someone like a fighting cock.

Chen Yanbei was still struggling with Xia Houyi's matter, and he didn't have the nerve to share his thoughts with someone younger than him.

Qin Huanlang sat alone in the office, angrily watching the online exchange meeting given to Yang Yang by the literature platform.

At the beginning of the year, the literary platform did not know which planner had a brain twitch, and organized a signing event for the top ten authors. When I didn't pay attention, the soft baa I had raised for many years ran away and recruited a lot of rotten peach blossoms.

Handwritten letters and gifts are enough for President Qin to lose, as well as other emails, posting messages and so on.

The homepage of today's online exchange meeting on the literature platform is the usual color of the forum, and the headline of the separately opened section is Yang Yang's smiling face.

The childishness of a boy has faded, his face is handsome and clear, and the person with a gentle smile in his eyes is covered with a layer of light color. His eyebrows are picturesque, he is a gentleman, and all kinds of good-sounding and beautiful adjectives are used by fans.

Seeing a series of messages saying "The man is so good, I want to give birth to a monkey for you", President Qin propped his chin and sneered.

If you give birth to a monkey, you have to give birth to a soft sheep, okay?

When President Qin was mad and struggling, Yang Yang sat in the dining room, looking at his editor and howling with some dumbfounding.

At the beginning of the year, the author's autograph session was originally without him. As a result, one of the authors was ill, and the autograph session happened to be held in Shanghai, so the editor dragged him to refill the number.

Editor Xiao Cai clasped his hands together and bowed to Yang Yang and apologized in a low voice, and almost wiped two tears and rolled all over the ground.Seeing Yang Yang helpless and funny.

"Ugh……"

Yang Yang sighed a little aggrieved.Xiao Cai howled, fortunately they reserved a small box, otherwise they would be surrounded by people.

Xiao Cai was actually a little aggrieved.The planning team wanted to use the signing event to boost the popularity of the platform, and by the way, add points to physical publishing, online game changes, and even film and television drama changes, but they underestimated the fans' enthusiasm.

In this era, those who have made achievements, or have bright spots in their lives, are easily recognized by people.

Network platforms and information digitization have brought great convenience to people, with richer consultation and more convenient and multi-dimensional direct contact between people.

But people's hearts are the most complicated. The intention of the autograph session is good, but after the autograph session, the lives of many authors have been disturbed to a certain extent.

Some female authors have even been attacked for selling their articles based on their faces, and even male authors have not escaped the obsession of fans who love them too much.

There was a boy who claimed to be a fan of Yang Yang. He liked Yang Yang's works very much, and he also liked him very much.For Yang Yang, he even wanted to be admitted to a university in Shanghai, just to be with his idol.

Being recognized by readers is not a bad thing.

But a glass-like fan, a fan who wants to be close to you in every way, is a bit tangled.

The teenager finished his college entrance examination in June this year, and he posted a post on the platform with the title "Score out, let's see if I and Mr. Muyi are happy in the same city, or I end my life and start over."

Yang Yang was so scared to death by the title that he almost kicked over the computer desk in the middle of the night, so he quickly contacted the editor to deal with it.

He didn't dare to tell the delicate old Qin in his family about this matter.

That's right——Yang Yang has recently felt more and more that Comrade Qin's heart has become swollen and slender after so many years.

Seeing Xiao Cai looking for the editor-in-chief crying bitterly, Yang Yang reached out to pick up the teacup to drink tea, raised his hand to cover his hand, saw the ring on his left ring finger, and couldn't help but smile.

Suddenly, he remembered what happened seven years ago.

Back then, I was uneasy, like a frightened quail, but now I think about it, it's a bit funny.

But the feeling of worrying about gains and losses at that time is the reason why I am now pampering and pampering my family.

Yang Yang looked at Xiao Cai crying, touched his chin with one hand, and thought about how to get rid of the explosives that were about to explode.

The young fans didn't wait for the results, left a book at home, and came to the Shanghai stock market with the money.

Fortunately, he also hung up the phone to the platform, so the platform called Xiao Cai to wait for the boy together.

Touching the ring on his hand, Yang Yang frowned slightly.

Many people say that he is a gentle and kind person, but only Yang Yang knows it in his heart.He is not as gentle, kind and harmless as others say.

Most of the time, he only has one person in mind.For me, some people are just "acquainted", "somewhat familiar", "accessible", and "a little troublesome".

After Xiao Cai finished crying on the phone, she looked up and saw Yang Yang sitting opposite her, took the napkin handed over by him, and blew her nose softly.

The sunshine in July is very hot, even through the tea-colored glass of the restaurant, you can still feel the enthusiasm of the light.

In the cool restaurant, Yang Yang was wearing a light brown T-shirt, sitting in a chair, like a tree, quiet and full of vitality.

Xiao Cai didn't know why, but such a sentence came to her mind.

Voices sounded outside the small private room door, Xiao Cai jumped up and hurried to the door.

Outside the door, a boy of seventeen or eighteen was arguing with the waiter with a pale face, carrying a big bag.

"Dongshan Taoist?"

Xiao Cai tried to shout, and the boy quickly turned his head, his palm-sized face had a pair of eyes that were almost dug into the depths of his eye sockets, which were terrifyingly big.

The boy shook off the waiter's hold on his hand, and approached Xiao Cai.

"I am Taoist Dongshan, and you are Teacher Muyi?"

Xiao Cai paused: "No, I'm the editor cabbage."

"Is Teacher Mu Yi in?" The boy looked behind the door, Xiao Cai gestured to the waiter, and opened the door to let the boy into the box.

Yang Yang sent a text message to Qin Huanlang, looked up at the young man standing at the door, after a moment's surprise, he stood up and walked over.

"Dongshan Taoist, you look very tired, how about some dessert to fill your stomach?"

The young man maintained a dazed attitude until Yang Yang approached him and reached out to grab Yang Yang.

"I like you, can I pursue you?"

Xiao Cai slammed her head on the door panel, unable to say anything for a while, she could only open her eyes wide in horror, and turned to look at the boy and the young man.

Yang Yang frowned slightly, and pulled the young man back to the table.

"Sit down and have a drink."

Helping the young man to sit on the chair, took off the backpack for him, poured a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice for the young man, and Yang Yang sat beside the young man.

Xiao Cai rubbed her head and closed the door. Some things should not be known casually, and some words should not be listened to casually. What's more, their main task today is to enlighten this boy. It is best to persist until the boy's family comes to take him home.

Seeing the boy's throat move slightly after drinking the orange juice, Yang Yang opened a cup of still warm soup and handed it to the boy.

The young man glanced at Yang Yang, his stomach was rumbling, he reached out to get the soup with a blushing face, and started to eat it.

Yang Yang sat beside the young man, watching him gobble it up, his right hand fumbled with his left hand, brushing the ring on his finger.

Over the years, when he was not by Qin Huanlang's side, when he needed to think, he always rubbed the ring, and he could always get the power of calm immediately.

Seeing the young man finished eating, Yang Yang handed him boiling water, waited for the young man to put down the cup, looked at himself awkwardly, and opened his mouth softly.

"I'm glad you like me, but I wish you liked yourself more."

The young man coughed, raised his head and stared at Yang Yang quietly: "Teacher Mu Yi, I am not very old, nor young. I understand many things. I said I like you, except for the joy of our second meeting, It’s more of my own most direct heart.”

Yang Yang stopped moving his hands, and looked at the boy slightly sideways.The young man looked at Yang Yang firmly like a stubborn wolf cub.

"But you have only met me twice, why can you be so sure of your mood?" After a while, Yang Yang said softly, and the boy turned to get his bag.

The young man took out a few books from his bag, and Yang Yang saw that it was his essay on cultivating immortals.

"I like Xiao Yao. The first time I saw you, it was like seeing Xiao Yao in the real world. So I like you."

Yang Yang glanced at the book in the boy's hand. The cover was well preserved, and he could vaguely see the fluttering appearance of the man in white on the cover.

Looking at the young man holding his mouth tightly, Yang Yang's words changed again and again, and finally, he stretched out his left hand towards the young man.

"If I can bring you good feelings, that is my luck. However, I still want to say sorry to you. I have someone I like, and maybe I make a promise to spend my life with that person. No room for anyone else."

The young man was almost exhausted, his back softened, and he sat back on the chair.

"No...why...you shouldn't..."

The boy suddenly became excited: "Shouldn't you persuade me to study hard and stop thinking about it? Why did you tell me these things?"

Yang Yang stretched out his hand and rubbed the boy's head: "Because your face is full of help."

"I do not have--"

"If you look into your eyes carefully, you can find your heart." Yang Yang gently comforted the young man: "You want to be recognized and affirmed more than saying that you like me. Now that you have found me, why don't we talk about it?" Bar."

The young man held the book, bit his lower lip and said nothing, Yang Yang didn't urge him, just waited patiently.

"I... When I read your article, I was thinking, why Xiao Yao and Tianhao, who obviously have no blood relationship, can trust each other, are more brothers than brothers, and can be together forever—so I was thinking at that time , the author must be a fat man that no one loves!"

Yang Yang smiled wryly, looked at the young man rubbing the book and continued: "But I never thought that you would look so good-looking and handsome at the autograph meeting. That--should mean that you should also want to find someone like the person in your book The same exists."

The young man frowned, almost crying: "I thought the character you created should not exist, but after seeing you, I seem to see a realistic version of Xiao Yao. I envy Xiao Yao and Tian Hao, but I I feel that my life is very painful, if the person I like is you, will I be able to get inner peace as written in your book?"

Yang Yang stood up and squatted in front of the boy, like an adult comforting a child.

"You have a future with infinite possibilities. This is your greatest wealth and confidence. You are still young, how long can you guarantee the love you have now? If you have no confidence in yourself and your feelings are no match for time, then what about now The unforgettable pain is just an engraving in your memory. We always have to live, no matter how strong the emotions are, they will always subside slowly. Only when you have truly joined hands until the end of your life will you be considered as having finished your life. "

Yang Yang raised the boy's head compulsively. The boy's face was full of tears, his lips were bitten, and he was unwilling to make a sound.

"The feeling of being used as an excuse is actually not good." Yang Yang paused every word: "You said you are not a child anymore, so listen to me carefully now. If you really like someone, you can't say so easily If you want to export, then at least give yourself a chance, give yourself a chance to be worthy of the other party. Whether it is the attitude of dealing with things or the way of treating others, all you need to do is to be honest, I believe you will understand."

The young man sniffed and nodded fiercely. Yang Yang smiled, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped the young man on the back of the head.

"Okay, wait until your parents come to you, and make things right for me."

The teenager was photographed sneezing a few times, holding a napkin and wiping it violently, his eyes were red: "I... until just now, I always thought you were a gentle, rational and kind person, you—"

"Hehe, young man." Yang Yang sneered, turned his head to the knocked door, Xiao Cai came with the boy's parents, and exchanged pleasantries again.

The boy's parents repeatedly apologized to Yang Yang, and Yang Yang acted like a generous and kind idol, only comparing his fingers to the boy when the boy was taken away by his family.

Xiao Cai poked his head over: "Teacher Mu Yi, how did you relieve this stubborn child? It is said that his family members were almost worried and did not relieve him."

Yang Yang raised his hand and stroked his bangs, with a deep face: "You can feel free."

Xiao Cai rubbed his forehead and decided not to think about such a complicated issue. After watching Yang Yang leave, he quickly checked out and left.

When Yang Yang returned home, as usual, he washed and sliced ​​the fruits and arranged them on a plate to ensure that when Qin Huanlang arrived home, he would have hot tea, snacks and fruits.

Qin Huanlang ran home furiously, and saw Yang Yang poking his head out of the kitchen, holding a kitchen knife in one hand and a carrot in the other, wrapped around his body with a green plaid apron, so gentle that he didn't want to let go.

"In the evening we eat vegetarian dishes."

Yang Yang smiled and shrank back, continuing to chop vegetables.

Qin Huanlang changed his shoes and walked to the kitchen door. He stretched out his arms, his body softened, and he fell on Yang Yang's back.

"I don't want to be vegetarian, I want to eat you."

Yang Yang put down the knife, turned his head and gnawed on Qin Huanlang's mouth, until they were both out of breath, and then slowly separated.

"Are you in a bad mood?" Yang Yang kissed Qin Huanlang between the eyebrows, and Mr. Wolf snorted.

"A kid confessed to me today."

President Qin's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot.

"But I told the other party that I have a person I like very much. I have been with him for many years. I will not let go until the end of my life."

"One life is not enough, you will still be mine in the next life."

Qin Huanlang said, slipping his hand into Yang Yang's clothes.Yang Yang slapped him across the face.

"Tell me, why did Secretary Qin call me and ask me to help?"

"He had anxiety alopecia, and told me about the seven-year itch, so I asked him to clean the toilet to calm down."

Mr. Wolf wagged his tail and said, lighting Yang Yang's body with his hands.

"Hey, dish—"

"I want to eat meat now."

Picking up the man and running, Qin Huanlang directly carried Yang Yang up to the second floor, and threw him into the soft bedding.

Yang Yang didn't know what he was thinking of, and while letting Qin Huanlang undress and light the fire, he giggled and laughed.

"What are you enjoying?"

"I am happy, we have passed seven years, after the next seven years, will we be old?"

Lie on Yang Yang's body, Qin Huanlang bowed his head and said, "Seven years from now, I will still be able to resist you and eat you."

"So, what are you struggling with?"

Yang Yang raised his eyebrows, and rubbed his calf against the inside of the opponent's thigh.

"With you in my heart, 70 years is not afraid of too long."

The light laughter is like sunshine, shattering all over the place.