Substitute Shadow God Ascension Project

. "Uncle Lin!" He exclaimed.

Zhou Yi half squatted and picked up Lin Wenxin's collar, forcing him to look up at himself: "Say it again!" His eyes were full of violence, and his voice became hoarse because of anger: "You don't need to point fingers at me! He hasn't broken up yet, so don't try to sneak in! Let me see you with him again, I'll hit you once I see you!"

"Zhou Yi! You are fucking crazy!" Yan Yan, who had just recovered from the shock, rushed over and pushed him, Zhou Yi was caught off guard and pushed to the ground.

Sitting on the ground, Zhou Yi watched in amazement as he half-supported and half-embraced Lin Wenxin, and then glanced over with cold eyes, which made his heart ache.And what he said next without a trace of warmth made him feel the bone-chilling coldness in the true sense.

"Zhou Yi, I have already broken up with you. I will see whoever I like, and stay with whoever I like. It has nothing to do with you. You just get out of my house now! I don't want to see you again you."

"I didn't agree to break up." Zhou Yi muttered softly, a little lacking in confidence.

Yan Yan snorted coldly: "The premise of not breaking up is to reject Yan Yu, have you done it?"

Zhou Yi was dumbfounded.He didn't speak or move, just looked at him with a hurt expression.

Yan Yan ignored him, helped Lin Wenxin to sit on the sofa, and went to rummage through the cabinets to find the medicine.He ignored Zhou Yi's eyes all the time, just as if he didn't exist.

He found the potion, walked up to Lin Wenxin, bent down to apply it to him, and after hearing Lin Wenxin's hiss, he comforted him softly: "This medicine is a bit irritating, bear with it, it will be fine after a while."

The soft voice fell in Zhou Yi's ears, as if a boulder weighing more than a thousand catties crushed his heart, causing it to convulse in pain.He got up from the ground, and every second he stayed here was a heart-pounding torment, and he almost ran away.

"Why did you say such things to provoke him?" Yan Yan asked Lin Wenxin after Zhou Yi left.

"Which sentence?" Lin Wenxin asked knowingly.

Yan Yan stopped what she was doing and looked at him with a straight face.

Lin Wenxin was a little embarrassed: "I'm not worth it for you. Who told him to only allow the state officials to set fire and not allow the people to light lamps. I must be angry with him."

"You are really..." Yan Yan was angry: "...you want to be beaten."

"It's worth a punch." Lin Wenxin muttered softly.

"What did you say?"

"Uh..." Lin Wenxin looked at the cooling lava cake on the table, "I said the cake is cold, so I need to reheat it."

95

The afternoon sun shone warmly, and the sky was blue.It's autumn and the air is crisp. There are a few sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted downstairs in Xingyue Apartment, decorated with a golden color, fragrant and refreshing, attracting passers-by to stop and admire.

Such a beautiful scenery and the fragrance of flowers did not impress Zhou Yi who was sitting in the car in front of the apartment.

After he escaped from Yan Yan's house, he sat in the car and meditated until now. His arms were crossed on the steering wheel, his forehead rested on his arms, and his body did not move, as if he was asleep.

But the rapid breathing revealed his anxious mood at the moment.

A few hours ago, the scene of Yan Yan defending Lin Wenxin and sternly asking him to leave played back in his mind over and over again, and his heart was constantly being hammered.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhou Yi suddenly raised his head, and he suddenly understood the reason why Yan Yan insisted on pulling away from Yan Yu's side.Even seeing him and Lin Wenxin in the same room makes him furious, so how does he feel when he is facing his thoughtful care of Yan Yu.

Lin Wenxin has not come out of his house yet.

Thinking of the two of them under the same roof at this moment, he was upset, and his mind was full of images of Yan Yan and Lin Wenxin talking and laughing happily.

With a bang, he slammed the steering wheel violently because he had nowhere to vent his rage.Immediately after his red fingers hit the inner buckle of the car door and were about to get out of the car and go back, the cell phone on the passenger seat buzzed.

The word "Yan Yu" on the phone screen made him retract his finger on the door. He frowned and hesitated for two seconds before reaching out to connect the phone.

Yan Yu's soft and sweet voice came from the other end of the phone, "Brother Zhou, how long will you be there? I'm ready to wait for you at home."

"...uh..." Zhou Yi was startled.

"Brother Zhou, you don't forget that we made an appointment to watch a movie together in the afternoon, right?" Yan Yu's voice was filled with reproach.

"...how come?" Zhou Yi reacted immediately, and said with a smile: "I'm driving, and the road conditions here are not good. There is some traffic, so I should arrive later."

Yan Yu hurriedly said: "Then I won't affect your driving. Slow down on the road and pay attention to safety."

"Yeah, okay, hang up first." After Zhou Yi hung up the phone, he looked up at Yan Yan's room, with a wry smile on his lips, and after a long while, he said softly in the direction of his room.

"Give me a little more time, and I'll come back to you after I've dealt with Yan Yu's side."

Zhou Yi was two full hours later than the agreed time.

Yan Yu was already impatient with waiting, but he always presented himself as a well-behaved and sensible image in front of Zhou Yi. He neither urged him before he arrived, nor expressed his dissatisfaction after he arrived.Full of grievances in his heart, he kept smiling calmly, and even poured him a glass of water considerately, comforting him for the hard traffic jam on the road.

No traffic jams on the road!He knew it.

He has checked the road conditions on the Internet for all the necessary roads.

But he couldn't ask the question with confidence.On the surface, it seems that people are already in his hands, and he takes good care of himself, taking whatever he wants, but he always has an intuition that his heart has not completely belonged to him, and the gaze he stares at himself always makes him feel uncomfortable. He felt that he was looking through himself at another person.

And that person is his twin brother.

He is more transparent than anyone else.He once ran into a picture of two people hugging and kissing each other.

It was by a window in a quiet hospital corridor early in the morning.He came out wearing a loose hospital gown to breathe, and accidentally caught a glimpse of two familiar figures as he passed the corridor.He stopped and looked over carefully.I saw Yan Yan raised his head slightly, with his hands hooked around Zhou Yi's neck, with a gentle and tender expression on his face that he had never seen before; and his elder brother Zhou, with his arms around Yan Yan's waist, looked at Yan Yan with a smile on his face. Yan's eyes are extremely doting.Then under his astonished gaze, Zhou Yi slowly lowered his head and kissed.

The morning light was faint, and the faint sunlight coated the figures of the two with a layer of gold.He who froze in place was deeply moved, obviously he was the one that Brother Zhou regarded as the most precious person, but when he turned around, his Brother Zhou held someone else in his palm.Perhaps he didn't even know that the seed of jealousy had taken root in his heart, and it was growing wildly and out of control.

He thought about burying this feeling in his heart and continuing to play the image of a pure and lovely younger brother in front of his elder brother Zhou and his elder brother.

But he is not reconciled!Why can his elder brother easily own what he dreams of, whether it's Zhou Yi or a star, he can't have it even if he tries his best.

Lady Luck did not seem to dwell on her once.But he just doesn't believe in fate!

The star dream had to be given up forever because of his unsatisfactory body; but Zhou Yi, this time, he will go all out to regain his old brother Zhou.

He deliberately acted frustrated and desperate; he pretended to fall down on purpose when the two quarreled and Zhou Yi set off to chase Yan Yan; he tried every means to pester him to reduce his chances of meeting Yan Yan.

However, what he did was only Zhou Yi's sympathy, which was just a little pity he left for himself, and there was no love mixed in it.All his love was given to Yan Yan, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't share even a little bit.He is clearer than anyone else in his heart, but he is greedy for that warmth, and still stubbornly refuses to let go.

"Hey, you take it. I'll go get the movie tickets." Zhou Yi stuffed popcorn and drinks to Yan Yu with a single mind.

Yan Yu looked at Zhou Yi who turned and walked away, and his heart skipped a beat.Recently, he always has a feeling that he is going to leave him forever, and he doesn't know if it is the poor sense of security that is at work.

He took a sip of his drink and cleared the trace of worry from his heart.

Zhou Yi, who returned from picking up the tickets, walked into the cinema side by side with him.

The theater was dimly lit, and he lost interest in watching the film full of commercial taste.

This movie, which he kept saying that he had been looking forward to for a long time, was just a cover. He pretended to watch the movie, but he really wanted to spend more time with him.

From time to time, he peeked at him out of the corner of his eye. The well-defined and delicate side face, and the Adam's apple rolling up and down when drinking drinks made him salivate a little, and the little thoughts in his heart were about to move.

At this time, the movie screen was showing the hero and heroine kissing each other when they were in deep love. He used the screen to cast flickering light. left hand.

I don't know if he was bewitched by the plot of the movie, his heart moved, his right hand was involuntarily covered, he clearly felt the slight tremor of the back of his warm hand, he held his breath, and looked at the screen without blinking, already panicked Dare to see him.

Zhou Yi's breath was stagnant when he felt the power coming from the back of his hand. For some reason, the image of him aggressively asking about his choice under the dim street lights near Yan Yan's house flashed across his mind that day.

He moved his hands, and when his fingers touched the drink fixed on the edge of the armrest, he grabbed the drink neatly, handed it to his mouth, and took a sip.

Yan Yu held his hand and slid aside as he took the drink.

The stereo sound effect surrounding the theater was deafening, but Yan Yu still heard a slight cracking sound,