Rebirth: The Gold Master Cultivation Program

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Fang Cheng curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and broke free from his restraint, "I'm not satisfied! I just want to be tired of being with you!"

Don't push him away and don't get angry. He hugged him from behind and persuaded him nicely: "Chengcheng, good boy...Auntie is pregnant, and the hospital is far away here, we can't take risks..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, and finally ended in the sound of even breathing.

Fang Cheng quietly waited for him to fall asleep, turned around, took out He Yan's cell phone, hesitated again and again, and turned off the alarm that had been set.

Early the next morning, when He Yan opened his eyes, the sky was already bright.

His heart tightened, and he took out his phone to check the time. He was shocked: 14:52—it was already afternoon!

He slept for 15 hours!

The alarm clock on the phone went off, and I knew who did it without thinking.

There was a burst of refreshing laughter outside the window, first Fang Cheng, and then some elderly couple, who must be his grandparents.

The curtains were drawn tightly, He Yan didn't know if Fang Cheng told his family whether he was here, and he didn't dare to go out casually.

The heating in the room was very high, and his mouth was a little dry due to the heat.

Just as he was about to think of a way to hint to Fang Cheng, there were whispers in front of the non-soundproof aluminum alloy hollow door unique to rural areas.

First, Zhao Jinghua made some complaining voices: "Go and see if he is awake? It's been so long, don't fall asleep again."

Then there was Fang Zhiming, "Bah, bah, bah, don't say bad things about Chinese New Year."

She was wrong, and the volume weakened, "Who told him not to get up, the meal is almost rotten."

"I told you to wait until he wakes up to be hot." Fang Zhiming felt a little helpless, "The knife mouth is tofu heart, isn't it just that he had a fight with other children, why can't he get over it?"

He Yan hooked his lips, it was not a quarrel, it was obviously Aunt Zhao's unilateral experiment on her.

With a muffled sound of hitting the flesh, Fang Zhiming exclaimed in pain: "Oh, my wife is really strong, my wife is really good, and my little girl is also good..."

The noisy sound of the couple was far away, and He Yan sat on the edge of the bed, staring at his toes with his head down, feeling warm in his heart.

Cheng Cheng still left him behind.

This is the bad thing about the wing rooms in the countryside. Any movement at the door can be transmitted to the inside. Only then did He Yan tidy himself up, and the couple who tilted their heads came again.

Fang Zhiming knocked on the door: "Xiaohe? Are you up?"

He Yan opened the door: "Uncle, I'm getting up."

Fang Cheng, who was basking in the sun on the deckchairs with two elderly people in the yard, ran over quickly, "Hey, hey, hey! You're finally awake!"

He Yan looked at his shining star eyes, wanted to rub his hair, raised his hand halfway, thinking that his father-in-law was beside him, then put it down in a little embarrassment.

"I'm sorry uncle, I came too late yesterday, so I didn't have time to say hello to you."

Fang Zhiming waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, say hello to the old man, let's eat in the house."

He Yan nodded obediently, and greeted Fang Cheng and the two treasures of the Zhao family.

Grandma Zhao stood up and took his hand and said, "Okay, hey, this guy is really tall! Strong! Good!"

Fang Cheng was so proud that he almost wrote the words "raised by me" on his face.

He Yan was accepted by the family very smoothly. Zhao Jinghua took advantage of their chatting time to order another bowl of noodles for him, placed it awkwardly on the coffee table, and said stubbornly: "This is the food, whether you like it or not."

He Yan looked at the golden sun eggs on the noodles, and said to her seriously: "Thank you."

Zhao Jinghua has always been a soft-hearted person, but she saw some nasty things between Mr. He and Xu Quan in a dream before, and she had some prejudice against He Yan.

But after Fang Cheng fell into a coma, he listened to He Yan explain everything, and he wasn't so angry anymore.

It's just that she can't let go of face, and even though the misunderstanding has been resolved, her son has indeed become the "girl" side, which makes her a little angry, and the whole person is twisted.

Facing He Yan's sincere thanks, Ms. Zhao blushed, dropped her chopsticks and ran away. Even Fang Zhiming was missing for the whole afternoon.

The Zhao family's grandma cooks for dinner. The dishes are simple and light, and they are very comfortable to eat.

After Fang Cheng finished eating, he dragged He Cheng out for a walk.

The sky was getting dark, and the terrain was getting higher and higher. They held hands and drilled into the mountains, and the population became less and less.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

Fang Cheng kicked away a dead branch with his feet, and stood on the stone steps halfway up the mountain to look around.

The dark green, withered and yellow continuous Cangshan Mountains overlap one another, and the light smoke and residual clouds blend together, weaving into a layer of shadowy gauze, covering several small villages, telling the fireworks of the world.

Fang Cheng pointed to another temple on the top of the mountain: "There is an old monk in that temple, who once helped me deceive my grandma, so that I can move to Shuyun District to find you smoothly."

He Yan chuckled lightly: "Why is the monk helping to deceive people?"

"It's not a serious monk," Fang Cheng said while pulling him to continue climbing the mountain. "He even dug a sapling from the mountain and planted it in the temple. He said it was a marriage tree!"

"Although it's not serious..." He Yan put the hands of the two into his pockets, turned his face slightly and looked down at him, "It's thanks to his indecency that he sent you to my side."

Fang Cheng smiled and leaned his head on his shoulder, "Yes, thank you very much!"

The two climbed for 10 minutes before reaching the dilapidated old pavilion on the top of the mountain.

The color on the four-corner pavilion has faded away, only the mottled red paint is left in the corner, and there is a big hole in the roof of the pavilion, the tiles have fallen off, and some debris remains on the ground.

"When I was a child, people used to come up to see this pavilion. One year, it was destroyed by a lightning strike. Several villages didn't want to pay for the repair, so it fell into disrepair."

Fang Cheng stood in the pavilion, looking eastward.

He Yan followed his gaze and looked over together, "What are you looking for?"

"One of the biggest and tallest trees."

He Yan looked around and pointed to a tree crown protruding from the forest sea to the south, "Is that it?"

Fang Cheng was speechless: "My grandfather clearly said that it was in the east..."

"Just find it."

This tree is different from other trees, except that it has a thick waist and is tall, and there are some black fruits as big as the belly of a finger hanging on the dry branches.

There were also a lot of fallen ones on the ground, and there were few people here, so most of the fallen fruits became the fertilizer of the big tree again, and some of the undamaged ones were picked up by Fang Cheng and looked at.

"It looks like a jujube tree."

"Black dates?" He Yan picked up one and observed, it was soft and small, and it really didn't look like dates.

Fang Cheng: "Sometimes the supermarket sells black dates and candied haws, do you have any impression?"

"Oh, I remembered." He Yan threw the jujube on the ground, "Why are you looking for it?"

Fang Cheng smiled mysteriously, and took out a flat wooden sign with a red string from his pocket, "General~"

He Yan was taken aback for a moment, "Is this... a marriage card?"

"Yeah!" Fang Cheng said, hugging the tree trunk with his hands and feet and started to climb, "I hope the Buddha can hear my wish, let us be together forever in this life, in the next life, and in the next life!"

He Cheng was shocked.

If the love between them gave him the motivation to live in the world, then Fang Cheng's innocent words made him feel that he was finally "worth it" here.

Alder He seldom cries, and most of the time he would rather use physical pain to relieve the excessively secreted adrenaline than the useless fluid in his eye sockets.

On the other hand, Fang Cheng's emotions are rich, and tears will fill his eyes and drop pearls at every turn.

But at this time, Fang Cheng climbed up a thick branch of a tree, stood on it and wound the red rope several times firmly, then looked at He Yan, with crooked lips, red lips and white teeth, eyes more dazzling than stars, and a smile like Hidden the entire universe, exuding magic power that occupies the whole world of He Yang.

His heart was swollen, and his eyes were hot and wet. For the first time, He Yan felt that he could have happiness.

He blinked, touched his pocket, bent his right knee slowly, half-kneeled on the soft fallen leaves, and swore to the tallest giant tree on the whole mountain: "I swear, He Yan will love Fang Cheng forever and ever, and if he is willing Give everything for Fang Cheng, including life."

Fang Cheng jumped down from the tree, shook his hand in front of him, motioned for him to hold it, and said happily, "I agree! Get up!"

He Yan didn't get up, the next second, Fang Cheng felt a warm and hard ring on his right ring finger - a ring with He Yan's body temperature.

He Yan kissed the finger with the ring, looked up at him, "I wanted to give it to you for your birthday, but I couldn't help it."

Fang Cheng's mouth turned into an o in surprise, "You, you... where did you get the money to buy the ring?!"

The good atmosphere was ruined by his words, He Yan couldn't laugh or cry, got up and hugged him in his arms, "I did it myself."

Only then did he notice that this ring was made of a slightly thicker silver wire, and the end of the silver wire was buckled into a small heart shape, which was full of craftsmanship.

"It's amazing!" Fang Cheng excitedly said, "I like it! I love you!"

He Yan patted his head, he knew that antidepressant drugs would affect Fang Cheng's mood, and the excitement was not necessarily because of his ring.

But he was not afraid at all, he knew that Fang Cheng was the one who traveled through time and space to love him, and in this life, they would definitely go hand in hand till the end.

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When he returned home, Fang Zhiming had brought Zhao Jinghua back for a briefing.

It happened that two neighbors came to visit, so they set up a mahjong table in the living room, and started rubbing mahjong.

Two old people were happily watching TV, and a puppy was running around in the crowd having fun.

As soon as Fang Cheng entered the room, he was attracted by the dog. He grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the coffee table to tease the dog. The puppy was very smart and could even spit out melon seeds.

One person and one dog are having a great time playing, the sound of mahjong is crisp and the human voice is lively.

He Yan was dragged to sit on the sofa by Zhao's grandma, with a bag stuffed in his arms: "Cheng Chengma went to the county to buy it for you."

Inside are toiletries and a thick pajamas.

"Thank you."

Grandma Zhao stuffed Tangerine into his hand again, "Eat oranges, they are so sweet."

Fang Cheng was chased by the dog and ran around the mahjong table. When he ran to the coffee table, he accidentally tripped and jumped towards the sofa, which happened to fall into He Cheng's arms.

The puppy jumped on him and licked his face randomly, "Hahahahaha, stop licking! He Yan! Help me!"

He Yan hugged him, the arc of the corner of his mouth could not stop rising, and he said in a rare way: "Please~"

"He Yan! You've learned badly!" Fang Cheng picked up the puppy and threw it on him, "Xiaobai, bite him!"

"Wang!"

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Finish

[The author has something to say: The relationship between the two babies has stabilized, the text is over!There are still some pits to fill in the episode~]