Everyone thinks I have a crush on Boss

When Han Yi left planet S1, he left alone, no one saw him off, and not many people even knew about it.

Even the wounds on his body never healed.As if impatient, afraid of missing the opportunity, he hurriedly left planet S1.

He passed away miserably, and his treatment was even worse.

A transportation fleet of Zhong's family loaded him onto the starship, looked at each other with the food in the starship, and then left him in a transition zone halfway, and walked away without hesitation.

The transition zone was crowded with people, and the people who came and went seemed to be familiar with the sudden abandonment, doing their own things indifferently, and no one looked at him at all.

However, a few people noticed his appearance, suddenly became enthusiastic, squeezed through the crowd, and wanted to say something to him.

Han Yi's body was in pain, his expression was condensed, and there was a bone-piercing coldness, his fingers flipped, and a small knife with silver light was twirling on his nails, flying up and down in his hand, like a gorgeous butterfly, with a spreading blood The anger made the smiling people in the distance stop.

They wanted to catch a leak, but the actions of the other party seemed to come from a place of chaos.

People who can come out of the chaotic land, no matter how bullying they look, no one dares to move their minds.

Without raising his eyes, Han Yi turned on the screen, checked the map, and walked towards the starship transportation hall.

He lowered his head halfway, his hands gleamed with silver light, and he was imposing, and he was able to walk a wide road smoothly among the crowded crowd.

"Where are you going?" the woman said angrily, her eyes were all focused on the screen in front of her, and she didn't even glance at the people at the front of the line.

Han Yi lowered his voice and said, "Planet S9."

"S9..." The conductor looked up at him suspiciously, first he was shocked by his beauty for a while, and then felt a little familiar, but finally turned into confusion: "Star card number, gene ID."

She handed out a small box and asked Han Yi to verify her identity. After seeing the name displayed on the screen, she found the familiar source from her memory: "Oh, you are the most beautiful consul, right?"

Before Han Yi opened his mouth, the other party continued familiarly: "What are you going to do on planet S9? What's the big move?" At this point, she showed a bit of curiosity on her face, and lowered her voice a little: "Recently, planet S9 The tickets for this one are very good, don’t you…”

Han Yi didn't speak, but the people behind couldn't help it: "I said what are you muttering to him? Do you understand in a hurry? Hurry up!"

The woman turned her face in an instant, from curious to ferocious: "Hurry up to reincarnate? Hurry up."

That's what she said, but the speed of her hand was a little faster. Perhaps from the corner of Han Yi's straightened mouth, he could see his indifference, so she didn't ask any more questions, and handed him the ship ticket.

Han Yi glanced at the starship ticket, turned around and walked towards the waiting area.

The voice of the video display above the head gradually weakened: "It is reported that Mr. Han, the consul of planet M2, who is sought after as the "most beautiful consul" on the star network, took the initiative to cover up criminals during this investigation. Ending his term in office, this is the last video of him in public."

"I'm sorry for what happened..." The screen changed, revealing Han Yi's face, and he spoke emotionless sentences with a cold expression. Fans on Starnet feel distressed.

Han Yi didn't stop on his feet, and never looked up at the big screen above his head. He walked steadily forward, going against the crowd.

The turbulent waves on the Star Network did not end yet.

In the eyes of all the crazy fans, Han Yi's act of voluntarily ending his consul's career due to negligence was framed.

They firmly believed that it was the persecution and threat of the nobles, which made Han Yi resign. This kind of speech was widely circulated on the star network, and some people even dared to mention the name that could not be mentioned, the Patriarch of the Zhong family.

Then he lost his Starnet account, and his remarks were quickly covered by other news.

That name was just a glimpse, and quickly disappeared into the vast star network, as if it had never appeared before.

The ancestral home of the Zhong family.

Zheng Xingzhou was unwrapping the presents. There were a lot of small boxes, and he only managed to open a quarter of them after unwrapping them for a long time.

However, his mind was not focused on this matter, even if the colorful jewels were taken out, he was still indifferent, and his thoughts still stayed on Zhong Yucheng.

If Zhong Yucheng tried his best to make someone like him, then no one would be able to resist him. He bent down, as if stepping off his throne, and fell into a worldly behavior for you.

Zheng Xingzhou put his scarf aside and thought casually: And yesterday's fireworks were really beautiful...

He had an ominous premonition that it really took courage and perseverance to stick to his own ideas in front of Zhong Yucheng.

Grand and romantic pursuits, thoughtful and expensive gifts, gentle words, and gentlemanly behavior, coupled with Zhong Yucheng's appearance and wealth status.

Zheng Xingzhou's hands trembled, and the crystal ball just taken out of the box rolled to the ground with a gurgling sound. The rolling sounded as if some mechanism had been turned on, and a singing sounded, and a brilliant fireworks gradually appeared above the crystal ball. It's like last night all over again.

Zheng Xingzhou froze for a moment, squatted down, and was about to pick it up, but suddenly in the phantom-like scene, he saw two embracing figures dotted in inconspicuous corners, if he didn't pay attention, he might skip.

That is... he and Zhong Yucheng?

His hands stopped in the air, and his eyes fell into this slowly changing phantom uncontrollably.

I have seen the fireworks several times, and I have been reduced to the phantom of an inch above the water ball, but I am more aware of the exquisiteness of the sky-filled fireworks, and the other party must have spent a lot of thought on it.

Until that sentence reappeared in the starry sky, Zheng Xingzhou's eyes fell on the two figures embracing each other in the corner. The small figure suddenly showed a strange angle, almost blending into one, and the two people could not be seen The difference between shadows.

He squatted for a long time, until the phantom dissipated again, revealing the appearance in the crystal ball. The round crystal ball is inconspicuous, except for the eloquent inside, like a small never-ending firework, the inside of it cannot be seen at all. Mystery.

Zheng Xingzhou came back to his senses, reached out to pick it up, held it in his hand, and put it aside on the table.

There was a hint of surprise in his heart, intertwined with sighs and joy, and made up a vague thought: If it wasn't..., maybe...

Before he could figure out the specific idea, it had already drifted away with the wind, leaving him with a bit of sourness.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Yucheng walked into the bedroom, caught a glimpse of the unknowing discomfort in Zheng Xingzhou's expression, and simply reached out to hug him in his arms.

The strong yet gentle embrace tightly imprisoned Zheng Xingzhou, and easily dispelled other emotions in his heart.

Zheng Xingzhou was slightly taken aback, and Zhong Yucheng patted him on the back comfortingly, with a bit of worry in his tone: "Why do you look like you're about to cry?"

He glanced at A Yi without a trace, and A looked back as if nothing had happened.

Zheng Xingzhou blinked, as if about to cry?

He had already put the mood behind him just now, and when Zhong Yucheng said this, he fell into confusion: "I... want to cry?"

Zhong Yucheng tightened his embrace, and his voice was always firm: "I don't want to cry." He changed the topic: "Are you happy opening the present?"

Zheng Xingzhou still stayed in the fact that he seemed to be crying just now, and couldn't help leaning on Zhong Yucheng's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, and murmured to himself: "Am I moved to the point of crying?" gone?"

Zhong Yucheng couldn't help laughing, changed his posture, changed the hugging action to hugging him, and then led him to sit on the chair: "This is just the beginning."

His tone was firm, as if it was just a trivial matter: "Until..." He leaned closer to Zheng Xingzhou, and said meaningfully: "Until you fall in love with me."

Zhong Yucheng was too close, Zheng Xingzhou was already sitting on his lap, but now that he got closer, it seemed that he had nowhere to escape and could only face Zhong Yucheng.

His slightly raised eyelashes seemed to be pierced into his heart one by one; his smoky eyes were full of frank joy, as if the atmosphere suddenly became charming, quietly surrounding them.

Zheng Xingzhou was dazed by this rare beauty, but he was not bewitched by the atmosphere. Amidst the sudden loud heartbeat, he calmly jumped off Zhong Yucheng's lap, and with a "swish", followed him Keeping the distance, sat on the opposite chair and continued to unpack the box.

Seeming to be the same, Zhong Yucheng held back his smile, not exposing his wandering eyes, and the movements of his hands and feet, so as to prevent Xingzhou from becoming angry and driving him out.

But his eyes couldn't help but interrupted Xingzhou's crimson ears, which were so red as if they were about to bleed, so shy?

Zheng Xingzhou didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at him at all, his subordinates unknowingly opened the box, unable to untie the bowknot on the box, but tied a dead knot by talking nonsense, making the box under his hands even more chaotic.

He didn't even realize that the beating of his heart was deafening, and what he was thinking about was the appearance of Zhong Yucheng that he had glimpsed just now, and his thoughts were so chaotic that he couldn't find his true thoughts.

he……

It's hard to describe that feeling, the sudden blooming of flowers, the heat on the face that can't be cooled down, the pink bubbles that can be seen, can't think, can't escape, can only face the blush and heartbeat in the heavy surroundings.

It's just a heartbeat.

But Zheng Xingzhou has not yet understood the real reason for this muddled mind, but subconsciously chose the action he is good at, plunged his head into the sand, and pretended that nothing happened.

With a light touch of his hand, Zhong Yucheng reached out to take the knotted box, his slender fingers danced on the pink lace, making Zheng Xingzhou's doubtful words linger in his throat, but his eyes followed his hand, holding him The scene of patiently untying the knot is recorded in the eyes.

Zhong Yucheng easily untied the tie, and did not say a few words of ridicule to his performance just now. There was a strange color in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he casually changed the topic: "Untie, dismantle Let's take a look?"

He held the box in one hand, handed it to the air, and then looked at him patiently.

Zheng Xingzhou almost thought that he was going to be drowned in the silent but thick eyes, he couldn't take his eyes away from his eyes, his heart started beating fast again, he couldn't think...

He paused for too long, and when Zhong Yucheng was about to get up to check the situation, Zheng Xingzhou suddenly smiled a little, and reached out to take the box.

His movements are natural, his expression is dignified and generous, even the eyes that inadvertently look at each other seem to be shining, polite and not overstepping the rules.

Zhong Yucheng glanced at his fair ears, and then said uncertainly, "Zheng Xingzhou?"

Zheng Xingzhou was unpacking the box. He opened the box two or three times, revealing the books inside. Before he could get a closer look, he heard Zhong Yucheng's words and looked up at him: "What's wrong, sir?"

His expression naturally showed confusion. He glanced at Zhong Yucheng, as if he was a little embarrassed. A small smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyelashes trembled slightly. The surface is so calm.

Business as usual.

Zhong Yucheng withdrew his hand, his eyes showed a bit of disgust, his tone slightly increased, and he repeated: "Zheng Xingzhou."

Zheng Xingzhou sighed softly, put the book on the table, and when he looked up again, his face was expressionless, and he slowly called out the title: "boss."

Zheng Xingzhou's voice is always full of various emotions, and the words he speaks seem to be dancing with musical notes, and he can't calm down.

But at this moment his voice was different, it suddenly appeared in the air, and it only made people feel cold, and it fell straight down without any fluctuation, until it reached the deepest invisible place.

Zheng Xingzhou glanced at the title of the book "Origin of Empire", but he didn't show any surprise.In other words, from the side, he and Zhong Yucheng have almost the same sense of certainty that everything is under control.

Jia Yi slowly raised his head and glanced at the familiar yet unfamiliar Zheng Xingzhou, sighed in his heart, called up the screen to send a notification to Mr. He and the others, and then quietly turned on the video recording mode.

Zhong Yucheng frowned slightly, and asked the question he had always wanted to ask: "How can I cure him?"

Zheng Xingzhou lowered his eyes, and then raised his eyes again in a split second. His eyes focused on the person in front of him, but he was still restrained and calm as usual, and he couldn't see his coveting and madness towards Zhong Yucheng at all.

"Boss is asking, how can I be eliminated?" His cold voice slowly echoed in the room, and suddenly he laughed in a low voice, the laughter was so low that no emotion could be heard.

Zhong Yucheng nodded.

He advised softly: "Wait a little longer, boss, it's almost over." Just like his previous appearance in front of Zhong Yucheng, he was loyal and restrained.

Zhong Yucheng ordered as a matter of course: "I only want him."

He raised his head, his eyes shone with light, and his words contained a bit of sweetness: "Only him." Seeing Zhong Yucheng's slightly frowning brows, he seemed to understand his confusion, and carefully explained: "What do you like?" That one is qualified to live."

Zhong Yucheng didn't like his determination, so his tone became colder when he spoke: "I can't wait."

Zheng Xingzhou's face revealed a bit of concession: "Okay, wait until you are with him." He opened the book on the table, took that sentence into his eyes, and said casually: "We will disappear."

This kind of concession and forbearance is just like what he used to do.

But Zhong Yucheng didn't believe it at all, everyone's instinct is to survive, even if it is a personality, he would want to occupy the whole body, let alone him.

"I don't believe you." Every word he said was enough to pierce the heart of a man who loved him deeply.

But Zheng Xingzhou seemed to be used to it, his expression didn't move, and he even explained in detail: "But I love you, boss." He closed the book, showed a small smile, and restrained it so quickly: " He is me, I am him, if you like him, let him stay."

With his head raised, he was determined and sincere: "You won't be able to tell us apart, and I won't be so stupid as to want to take my place."

Zhong Yucheng's expression remained unmoved.

Zheng Xingzhou shook his head, gave up the idea of ​​persuading him, and just said softly: "I shouldn't show up this time, but..." He was a little embarrassed: "For him, the feeling of heartbeat is too strong, let him I can't help but want to hide. And I..." His eyes fell on Zhong Yucheng, who had a condensed expression, and the words he said were so light that they seemed to be blown away: "I also want to see what you look like when you like me."

Zhong Yucheng's mind turned around in his words, and then stopped at the words "heart-beating feeling", layers of sweetness flooded in his heart, which made his frowning brows loosen. But at the same time, the eyes looking at Zheng Xingzhou became colder and colder.

Zheng Xingzhou didn't seem to notice it, but said: "I shouldn't show up, boss, there won't be a next time." His restrained appearance was enough to move everyone: "I won't show up again."

His gaze passed over the half-opened box, and then dimmed a bit. He didn't wait for Zhong Yucheng to respond to his words, but he reached out and picked up the crystal lamp, shaking it slightly. A phantom of fireworks appeared in front of him again.

Zheng Xingzhou stared at it intently, from blooming to disappearing, to that sentence.

Zhong Yucheng raised his eyebrows and said, "You shouldn't think about things that don't belong to you."

Zheng Xingzhou didn't seem to come to his senses until he watched the fireworks, but he answered the wrong question: "It's so beautiful."

Zhong Yucheng remained expressionless, and glanced at Jiayi again. Just as Jiayi was about to use his eyes to convey to the Patriarch, Mr. Zhang and the others still needed some time, but they suddenly realized another line of sight.

Zheng Xingzhou glanced at him sideways, and said clearly, "Doctor?"

Zhong Yucheng didn't talk to Zheng Xingzhou, who hadn't seen him for a long time, and it was obviously a little tricky.He knew Zhong Yucheng and Jiayi too well, and was too restrained. The fog shrouded him, but he had no intention of explaining.

"I'm not sick." Zheng Xingzhou put down the crystal ball and said, "It's hard for me to explain the specific reason. But boss, it's all because I love you so much."

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and some emotions gushed out freely, but he restrained himself, so he stretched out his hands to cover his expression in embarrassment, and said willingly in his tone: "Boss, I love you, and I love myself too." , so, how can I be willing to hurt you and him?"

The door was knocked.

Zhong Yucheng realized something and looked sideways at Zheng Xingzhou.

He put down his hand covering his face, showing a calm expression, and finished his last sentence: "I hope you will be together soon."

He closed his eyes.

The door opened.

Mr. Zhang and Mr. He glanced at the atmosphere in the room, and then at Zheng Xingzhou, who had his eyes closed. Their confused eyes fell on Jiayi unconsciously.

Zhong Yucheng raised his eyebrows, and a thought came to him: If this is not a disease, then why did he retreat calmly when the doctor came?

A sent the video just now to Mr. Zhang and the others, and was about to say something when he heard a sound from the Patriarch.

He looked sideways, Zheng Xingzhou was looking at them suspiciously, his eyes were full of curiosity, soft as if they would cry when touched, which formed a sharp contrast with the man just now.

Compared with that man, he is like a cub who has never been through wind and rain, and what he sees when he sticks his head out is rainbows and sunshine, and he is justified and confident, as if the world is clean in his eyes.

Jiayi withdrew his gaze and explained the situation to Mr. He and the others in a very low voice.

Mr. He frowned, watched the video quickly, and then turned around to exchange ideas with Mr. Zhang. After reaching an agreement, he said to A: "This kind of situation is a bit rare. There has never been a master who voluntarily gave up his right to life... ..." He pondered: "However, maybe this is why the secondary personality still occupies the body when the main personality is so strong."

Speaking of this, he frowned again, argued with Mr. Zhang in a low voice, and then turned his head to A: "But Mr. Zheng's situation is special, and we cannot conclude that it is the reason."

Having said that, he couldn't help but add another sentence: "Everyone's instinct is difficult to control. The main character in the video doesn't appear to be depressed and give up. It is impossible for him to fight against his instinct and seek death."

Mr. Zhang didn't quite agree with his point of view, and his voice was a little louder: "You didn't hear what he said, is it because of love?" He yelled: "This is too tragic..."

The end of the story disappeared in the distance where Zhong Yucheng cast a casual glance.

He suddenly looked serious, and said seriously: "For him, the reason for love is already sufficient."

Mr. He slowly put forward his objection: "Love is not a necessity for people to live, but life is. I don't believe his reason."

Zheng Xingzhou stretched out his ears and listened for a long time before he understood a little bit. He couldn't help frowning and looked at Zhong Yucheng: "Just now... Zheng Xingzhou appeared?"

Zhong Yucheng nodded calmly, without taking his eyes off his face.

What Zheng Xingzhou showed was complete anger: "What did he say?"

Zhong Yucheng didn't see a trace of acting on his face, the other party's frowning eyebrows, unhappy eyes, and even the unconsciously pursed mouth were telling the fact that he really didn't like the main character.

He was about to speak, but Zheng Xingzhou said first: "Don't listen to him." Zhong Yucheng was slightly taken aback, looking at him searchingly.

Zheng Xingzhou felt a little lack of confidence under his gaze, but he still insisted on saying: "That guy is not a good person!"

Thinking of the pain from the confinement the other party gave him, he wished he could speak more strongly, to let Zhong Yucheng know what a despicable and shameless villain he is.

Since he didn't disappear, then he could have explained everything clearly and gave him the right to choose, but he didn't, he hurriedly seemed to disappear in the next second, forcing him to reach a trap with him. contract, and watched him struggle like this, but never appeared.

Zheng Xingzhou pursed his lips into a straight line, and his whole body exuded anger.

It seemed that he was really angry.

The words that Zhong Yucheng uttered turned around in his mouth, and his appearance changed: "Okay, he is a bad person. I don't believe him."

He reached out and took Zheng Xingzhou's hand, promising.

Zheng Xingzhou shrunk his hand slightly, touched his skin, and suddenly recalled what happened just now...

Zheng Xingzhou, whose ears turned red again, held back his anger and said, "He's really not a good person."

Zhong Yucheng's extraordinarily cold expression from just now finally softened completely, revealing a somewhat soft smile, and said skillfully, "Well, I know."

Zheng Xingzhou glanced at him, seeing his expression, as if seeing something that shouldn't be seen, he hastily withdrew his eyes, and said the words without thinking about them at all: "He will definitely not give up because of love."

Zhong Yucheng gave a soft "um", held his hand and rubbed it slowly, and then asked indifferently, "Why?"

Why……

Zheng Xingzhou drew his hand, but he didn't take it out, and then hesitantly thought, I don't know why, that's what he thinks.

He is not someone who will give up easily, let alone self-destruct.

Zheng Xingzhou looked a little confused, and Zhong Yucheng didn't force an answer, and stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms, only then playing with his fingers nonchalantly.

"No matter what he wants to do, I will solve it." Zhong Yucheng comforted him and said, "When Mr. Zhang and the others come up with a complete plan, there will be only you, okay?"

Zheng Xingzhou hesitated for a moment, but didn't answer, and asked another question: "Is there any way for me to talk to him?"

Zhong Yucheng was slightly taken aback, turned his head to study his expression, and showed some clarity: "Little rabbit, do you want to talk to him about your secret?"

"Aren't you afraid of being torn apart by him?" He obeyed his subtle emotions, lowered his head and bit his red earlobe.

Zheng Xingzhou was awakened by this overly intimate gesture. He stretched out his hand and pushed Zhong Yucheng away, sat down opposite him, and said seriously and seriously: "But, this is a matter between me and him."

Zhong Yucheng glanced at Kong Luoluo's embrace.

When he hugged Zheng Xingzhou, it was as if the gaps in his missing body were filled, fresh and satisfied, strange and brisk emotions permeated all over his body, healed the pain that never stopped clamoring.

This is……

Like it?

As soon as this thought appeared, it was as if a violent storm had set off in his heart, and the voice that never stopped clamoring in the back of his mind suddenly rang out: "No one will like you, they are just trying to take advantage of you."

"You know, little bastard, you don't deserve love at all."

"No one will like you! No one!"

The voice was always rampant and determined, but suddenly amplified, it seemed extremely noisy.

Zhong Yucheng squinted his eyes, his expression remained as usual, and he couldn't see the violent reaction in his heart.

He could even smile slowly, as he always does.

If you don't want to be knocked down, you have to make yourself stronger.

Even so, there is a price to pay.