Rebirth: The Gold Master Cultivation Program

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He Yan knew that Fang Cheng was different.

Regarding his approach, from the initial refusal, to the later approval, to the current possessiveness, He Yan never imagined that he would really have such a strong desire to destroy something.

The touching bodies of those two people, the intimate eyes, the unspeakable tacit understanding, and...the past that they could not participate in all made He Yan go crazy with jealousy!

No one knew what kind of turmoil He Yang was going through when Fang Cheng and Chen Nan had a happy conversation.

As soon as that person appeared, Fang Cheng's eyes never left him.

When they embraced each other, He Yan seemed to have eaten Kazuki's lemon; when they called each other nicknames, he wished he could sew their mouths shut; beat people until they disappear from this world...

But when he saw the two of them squatting side by side, Fang Cheng turned his head and looked at the man without blinking, his eyes were full of distress and pity, he went completely crazy.

He couldn't help trembling all over, and the sternness in his eyes even made the passing waiters turn their eyes away.

When I came back to my senses, the phone interface had already shown that the order was complete - a bundle of thick and long hemp rope.The thing that made him feel sick and vomited when he saw it, now he took the initiative to choose it for a long time, and finally chose the one he was satisfied with and placed the order.

He already knew how to make a person unable to escape.

In the fire that made everyone desperate, a "person" with no arms and legs could not move, and a "person" with arms and legs could not move at all.He didn't want Fang Cheng to become the same as the former, so tie him up.

The hemp rope will hurt when you struggle; the thick and long rope will make you unable to escape even if you struggle with pain.

He wanted to wrap him tightly and tie him up in that small rental house. Only the two of them knew the location of the rental house. It was a place no one could find. It could trap him forever and belonged only to him. one person.From then on, create only their memories, get rid of all other people's memories - let him be complete, only belong to himself.

This idea intensified after Fang Cheng returned from paying the bill.

He Yan could only bite the tip of his tongue to control himself, his mouth was full of bloody smell, and he didn't even dare to look at Fang Cheng, fearing that he would forcefully possess him in the next second in public and rub him all into his body.

Let him go, is the last reason.

"Tuk tuk tuk" knocked on the door.

He Yan shook his hand, and threw a few larger shards of glass, hit the edge of the table, and then slid to the ground, making a crisp cracking sound, but he only opened the door with his eyes down.

Outside the door, the delivery boy pulled and dragged the three largest shopping bags, "Mr. He?"

He Yan gave a low hum, and stretched out his hand to pick it up.

The bloody right hand was mixed with glass slag, which shocked the little brother, he took a short breath, and the bag fell heavily to the ground, "Ah!"

After the shock, the little brother stammered and apologized: "Yes, I'm sorry! Please check if anything is broken, I will pay you the original price..."

"No, thank you." He Yan switched hands, brought the bag into the room, and slammed the door shut, ignoring how long the people outside the door stood there before recovering.

He obediently sorted the food in the bag into the refrigerator, put the quick-frozen ones on the bottom, and put the fresh ones on top. The eggs... were broken and put them in the trash can.

He looked at the trash can for a few more seconds and felt that he should also stay in it, but the size did not allow it, so let it go.

After packing up the things, He Yan dug out the small medicine box that was kept under the table, and used a cotton swab to roughly squeeze out the glass shards. Some of them couldn't be squeezed out, so he clumsily pinched and squeezed with the fingers of his left hand. Tweezers, he wanted to treat the wound like a prisoner.

So what, garbage should be treated like this.

With a self-deprecating sneer, He Yan quickly cleaned up the wound, not caring about the broken window and the debris-filled tabletop, and flung himself onto the bed, letting the blood stain the light gray sheets into a dark color.

And Fang Cheng had just arrived home at this time.Fang Zhiming took a break in shift, and saw that he had memorized the digital tablet for drawing back, and asked in surprise, "Did you quarrel with that little brother of yours?"

Fang Cheng looked hopeless: "Maybe."

"It seems that you are at fault?"

"What's at fault, I don't even know where I offended him." He's not without temper, this is the second time that He Yan is angry with him but doesn't want to say anything to him.

The last time it was because He Hai's parents came and he was afraid that he would be worried, so what about this time?

This time, he suddenly shook his face completely under his nose. Could it be that he was too kind to him and spoiled him?

Fang Cheng glanced at his phone, the information on the food delivery software had already shown that it had been delivered, but there was no news from someone.Throwing the phone aside, he got up and walked to the kitchen: "Today I'll cook and show you and my mother!"

Spoiled children do not end well.

In order to let He Yang know this truth, Fang Cheng made up his mind never to take the initiative to talk to him.Unless he contacted himself first, Fang Cheng wouldn't be shy about posting it.

There are still ten days before leaving school, and the homework has already been almost written under the leadership of He Yan. This is the first summer vacation he has ever passed without rushing homework.The progress of the manga is not in a hurry, and the time becomes free.

However, Fang Cheng was still living in trepidation. On the one hand, he was worried about whether He Yan would be doing well, and on the other hand, he was extremely anxious waiting for the day when his previous life would explode.

He didn't know if just reminding people on that street about the gas maintenance would stop the explosion from happening, but he was only a student, and that was all he could do.

All in all, the days passed with difficulty day by day.

School started on September [-]st, and the bombing in Nancheng did not happen. Fang Zhiming was still at work at the Public Security Bureau. Everything was peaceful and peaceful as usual, and the weather cooled down.

Fang Cheng hadn't seen He Yang for so long, and it was impossible not to miss him, so he went to school early, but met Xu Quan in the still empty campus.

Xu Quan didn't wear a school uniform, and blocked a junior high school girl in front of him. He seemed to be polite but blocked the opponent's way: "Hi, I want to ask how to get to the teaching building of the senior high school?"

The main color of the school uniform of Shuyun No. [-] Middle School is white, but the color of the stripes is different for each grade. Fang Cheng’s school uniform is blue this year. Outsiders may not be able to tell the difference, but Xu Quan has long been chatting with Xiao Xiaoxing and the others on Qinhuang Island. already known.

There was a boy in blue school uniform next to him, so he ran to ask the junior girl what she was doing?

Fang Cheng's secretly observing expression suddenly became a little contemptuous, he clicked his tongue, wondering if he should step forward.

Xu Quan is still quite handsome, his eyes are crooked when he smiles, and he has a natural aura that makes people approachable. Otherwise, the melon-eaters of the past life's stickman would not have arranged him and the beautiful He Cheng together.

The girl in front of him was already blushing a little, and she couldn't speak clearly: "You, aren't you from our school?"

"I'm a transfer student, it's my first time here today."

Fang Cheng: Shit!How can a transfer student transfer without an interview?Could it be that you are rich and privileged?

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Well, it's not impossible.

Probably because Fang Cheng's unfriendly aura was too strong, Xu Quan looked back at him in time: "It seems that someone has helped me lead the way."