My Neighbor is Long Aotian [Rebirth]

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Ze came to the gate of the restaurant on time.

The antique building is still the same as what he saw two months ago, standing on the side of the street, under the sunlight, the flashy lights at night have faded away, and it is a little more heavy.

Before he entered the gate, Yan Ze's heartbeat was out of his control, and his mind was full of Huo Zheng's image.

Turning his eyes to the right, he can see the familiar Maybach at a glance. The body lines are smooth, and the paint is dazzling in the sun. He wrote down the license plate number on the back, which is particularly conspicuous among the few vehicles. .

He took a deep breath, rubbed his face first, and tried his best to suppress the miscellaneous thoughts in his head.After checking whether the clothes on his body were appropriate, he walked to the door with firm steps.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, when the front desk lady was about to greet him with a decent smile, another waiter in an ancient cheongsam greeted him first: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Yan?"

Yan Ze took out his mobile phone while nodding, and wanted to ask which private room the man was in. At this time, the maid had already bowed and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Huo is in private room No. [-], Mr. Yan, please follow me."

Yan Ze snapped his unlocking fingers, pursed his lips, put the phone back in his pocket, and followed the maid upstairs.

Leading him to the door of the private room, the maid left, Yan Ze opened his mouth, always feeling like a poor little boy.

The door of the private room is the kind of antique carved wooden door, which is very in line with the characteristics of the hotel, light and beautiful.

Even though the door panel is very thin, Yan Ze feels that it weighs more than a thousand catties. He seems to be able to see the man inside through the door panel. He must be sitting on a chair with his hands folded and his body straight, with a serious and condensed expression on his face, as if It was as inviolable as anything he had seen before.

Before that day at the amusement park, his favorite thing to do was to step on the edge, to do things that made men change faces, so that he could feel that he was dealing with a person, not a heartless statue.

But now...

Yan Ze raised his head and sighed, it was really difficult, why couldn't he be allowed to hang around quietly in the dormitory.

Raise your right hand and touch the position of your heart. The skipping there exceeds the usual frequency, faster than when it was outside the restaurant gate, probably because you want to meet the person who made your heart rate unbalanced .

Yan Ze laughed at himself, his two lifetimes add up to over 40 years old, yet he looks like a kid at this moment.

Courage appeared at that moment, Yan Ze didn't care about anything else, and pushed the wooden door in front of him hard, as if he would regret it if he was a second late.

Due to too much force, the wooden door made a loud "bang", which startled Yan Ze who was doing psychological construction, and also drew the man standing by the window to look over.

Yan Ze smiled sheepishly, and his 1.8-meter aura instantly fell to 1.2 meters. Under the man's playful gaze, he walked in lightly, and then closed the door.

When he turned around, the man had already sat down at the table, and by the way he pulled a chair beside him. Seeing Yan Ze looking over, he tapped the chair beside him with his right hand, signaling him to come and sit down.

Fuck!What is this for?A groundhog screamed in Yan Ze's mind, why did he move the chair that was clearly placed?And why are they so close?Isn't it good to keep a proper distance? ! ! !

"I'll just sit here." Yan Ze laughed dryly, and quickly pulled away the chair farthest from Huo Zheng.

However, before his butt sat down, the man opened his lips again: "Come here." His voice was as deep and magnetic as before, but with a different flavor, and his eyes became deep.

I always feel that something bad will happen if I don’t sit in the past. Yan. Counseling. Ze thought for a second, and felt that the life of a dog is still important, so he moved in small steps and rubbed it in three steps. The speed was as fast as that of a snail. Not much sooner.

The man's lips moved, the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, and a small smile flashed in his eyes.

Sitting awkwardly on the chair, Yan Ze felt very uncomfortable. The distance between the man was too close, and he could touch it without stretching his hands. The distance between the two chairs was no more than five centimeters, and they were next to each other. no difference.

Yan Ze couldn't help but move his butt in the opposite direction from the man, trying to keep a distance from the man.

Huo Zheng acted as if he didn't see his small movements, and poured him a cup of tea slowly, and said the moment he took it: "Let's talk."

Yan Ze shook his hand, almost threw the cup in his hand, his mind went blank for a moment, talk?talk about what?

It took him a while to realize that the man said he wanted to talk to him, obviously not about talking about the world, but talking about the day they were on the Ferris wheel and that "sinful" kiss.Thinking of this, a wave of enthusiasm rushed to his face, and his fair and tender cheeks were stained with a little blush, like a budding peach blossom, clear and charming, with a beautiful posture.

Huo Zheng moved his palm, took the cup and drank it in one gulp, the tea in the cup had already cooled down, but it was just right for him at this time, cool down!

Yan Ze scratched his face uncomfortably, and coughed lightly: "Talk, talk." Death is inevitable if you die early or late, and it's useless to escape, at worst, you'll be a good man again in 18 years.

With the intention of being generous and righteous, Yan Ze straightened his shoulders with a determined face.

Although the man was sitting, he should have seen a lot, for example, Magister Yan's red ears and face-changing behavior.

So cute!

As Huo Zheng thought about it, he felt more and more that the decision he had made before was not wrong. Whether it was his previous life or this life, his life was a stagnant pool of stagnant water except for intrigue, and there was no fun at all. If nothing happened, he might just stay like this until the day he died. .

But now, a living creature has ushered in the stagnant water. Although it is very noisy on weekdays, it makes his life colorful and interesting, letting him know that besides the unchanging life, he has another way to live. .

That's good.

Under the almost staring gaze of the man, Yan Ze couldn't help but recite Amitabha in his heart, and he must bless him to pass this test well.

Huo Zheng didn't know Yan Ze's mental activities, but this man showed everything he thought on his face, just like when he was a child, he could tell at a glance if he got into trouble or thought something bad.

"Why haven't you answered my calls these few days?" Huo Zheng said slowly, almost slipping Yan Ze, who was quietly moving the chair to distance himself, in fright.

Before coming here, he had done all the psychological preparation. If the man said something about the Ferris wheel, he would talk about the accident. Anyway, it was really an accident, and we both knew it well.Then he sincerely apologized, and after the man generously expressed his forgiveness, he would comfort the big brother and forget about it by the way, wouldn't everyone be happy?

But why is the big brother not playing cards according to common sense now?Why ask the phone question?

"Then what, I have a lot of classes these two days, so... hehe." Even though he knew that the reason he found was not convincing, Yan Ze still struggled to survive.

"Really?" The man tilted his head slightly, his chiseled handsome face was facing the young man, with a playful look in his eyes.

Yan Ze turned his face away and didn't meet his eyes, so as not to feel guilty. Anyway, he would never admit that he didn't answer the phone because he was shy.

The author has something to say: It's a bit short, let's watch it first. Emotional scenes are really hard to write. What I think in my head is far from what I wrote. I want to cry....