Rebirth: The Shura Field of the Two Slag Gongs

In the VIP ward on the top floor of the hospital, Lou Fengtang looked up and down Zhou Yancheng as if seeing a ghost for the first time: "I said you are bewitched or something? You have been here for 10 minutes, have you stood up [-] times? You There are nails growing on the butt..." Lou Fengtang suddenly narrowed his eyes, "It's not what I thought, is it?"

Zhou Yancheng stared at the door of the ward, and asked casually, "What do you think?"

"You don't do pure 1, but do 0 instead?"

Zhou Yancheng picked up an apple and smashed it on the head.

"Damn it! Are you fucking visiting or killing me!" Lou Fengtang caught the apple and threw it back.

"Shut your beak!" Zhou Yancheng threw the apples on the coffee table one by one.

Lou Fengtang said angrily: "This is my ward! Get out of here quickly, you bastard, I told you not to go to Japan, and your 'managerial machine' came to make trouble for me, did you miss a few taels when you went out today? Meat..." He suddenly shut up, because Zhou Yancheng suddenly straightened his back, sat upright, and made a "shh--" gesture to him.

Then there was a knock on the ward door.

Lou Fengtang seemed to have been stuffed into a big apple forcefully, and his mouth couldn't even close.

Zhou Yancheng straightened his clothes that were half wrinkled, brushed his hair, and asked Lou Fengtang silently: Is there any mess?

Lou Fengtang shook his head awkwardly.

Zhou Yancheng took a deep breath, showed a self-consciously charming smile, got up and opened the door.

Inside and outside the door, He Yan raised his eyes, Zhou Yancheng lowered his eyes, and both of them smiled politely.

"He Yan?" Zhou Yancheng was surprised, since he reunited with He Yan, this is the expression he has made the most.

"Mr. Zhou, my father would like to thank you personally," He Yan said, "Is it convenient for you now?"

Zhou Yancheng pondered, and looked back at Lou Fengtang, as if he was asking for his opinion.

The corners of Lou Fengtang's eyes and eyebrows twitched everywhere, and he made a sound for a long time: "Cousin...you can go, I just need to sleep for a while."

Zhou Yancheng nodded gently: "Then I'll go there first, and I'll come to see you when it's over there." He walked back and tucked the corner of the quilt for Lou Fengtang, successfully covering the apple that was thrown over during the fight, "Is there something wrong? Call me." Then he smiled and walked away with He Yan.

Lou Fengtang was stunned for a long time without regaining his senses. Finally, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Xu Zeen, one of his buddies: "Second brother Xu! My brother has been bewitched, what the hell, he's beheaded!"

He Yan led the way ahead, keeping an arm's length away from Zhou Yancheng. The young man was tall and tall. He was wearing a light gray hooded sweater and dark blue jeans. There is a sense of leisure and comfort in the slight swing of the arm.

Zhou Yancheng could recognize He Yan's back at a glance among thousands of people.

Once on vacation, he took He Yan to Xiaonan, which is a very famous ancient town with picturesque scenery and many tourists.

Zhou Yancheng would never bring his lover to such a place with little love and ditty before. He prefers to go to the city that never sleeps, where the lights are bright and the demons dance wildly. Only his madness can ignite his little enthusiasm.

At the beginning, Zhou Yancheng also took He Yan to a few cities like this. He Yan was drunk, and his cheeks were flushed and his mind was blurred. However, no matter how drunk He Yan was, he could keep a little sober. In the field battle, the end result was that He Yan fought with him.

Once he got so angry that he threw He Yan to the ground. He also drank a lot at that time, and his desire and anger rushed straight to his forehead, so he kicked He Yan hard to make him go away.

He Yan staggered up and walked away without looking back.

After Zhou Yancheng got angry, he was blown by the wind again, and the wine sobered up.Thinking that the crimes in this world-famous casino city were all measured in minutes, he was startled and hurried to find out.

He Yan didn't run too far, Zhou Yancheng saw him by the fountain in the square.

He was sitting on a bench by the fountain, with his hands crossed over his knees, and his head buried in his knees. The dark magnolia lanterns in the square illuminated his thin back, and the shadow stretched long. Looking at that figure, Zhou Yancheng had eyes for no reason. A sour nose.

It seemed that an invisible hand had twisted the heart, and it seemed that there were many fine needles piercing it. Zhou Yancheng covered his heart at that moment, and it took a while before he straightened up.

Later, Zhou Yancheng never took He Yan to that kind of bustling and corrupt city. He knew that He Yan preferred Jiangnan water towns, green brick streets, small bridges and flowing water, so one time on vacation, Zhou Yancheng took him to the ancient town of Xiaonan.

The night in the town was very lively, and that night also caught up with the Lantern Festival in the ancient town. Tourists shuttled back and forth with lanterns. He Yan finally showed a smile on his face that had been hard on him for many days. Zhou Yancheng was very happy, so he He stopped to buy him a lantern, but when he turned his head, He Yan disappeared.

At that time, he was so anxious that he couldn't even remember to make a phone call, so he foolishly held up the lantern, pushed aside one after another pedestrians, and searched for He Yan like a needle in a haystack.

After finding the bridgehead in the ancient town, Zhou Yancheng stopped.

There were crowds of people on the bridge, and Zhou Yancheng recognized that figure at a glance. It was thin and tall, with a jade tree facing the wind. It was completely different from the curled up figure by the fountain pool in the casino, but Zhou Yancheng strangely combined the two figures at that moment, and his heart was full It started to hurt.

From then on, no matter where he is, no matter how many people are around, Zhou Yancheng can find He Yan at a glance.

If Zhou Yancheng didn't know what the heartache represented in Las Vegas, the panic in Xiaonan made him vigilant...

Zhou Yancheng looked at He Yan's back almost greedily, his hands were clenched into fists and pressed tightly against the seam of his trousers, perhaps his gaze was almost turned into reality, He Yan turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

Zhou Yancheng smiled like a gentle gentleman.

He Yan turned his head, the wrinkles between his brows deepened.