Rebirth: The Shura Field of the Two Slag Gongs

Zhou Yancheng's heart ached so much that he almost died.

He saw He Yan shed tears for Shen Qun.

Although it was only for a moment that the eye sockets were wet, it was indeed tears.

They have been together for four years, no matter what happens, Zhou Yancheng has never seen He Yan cry.

He Yan also let him die.

Since his rebirth, Zhou Yancheng has suffered setbacks everywhere. He Yan treats him with no false words, but he is inseparable from Shen Qun every day. He is anxious and restless all night, but he has no choice. His mind is questioned, and no matter what he does, he is twisted.

He Yan didn't even want to look at him more, his words became tougher every time, and his attitude became more hurtful every time.

Zhou Yancheng has infinite grievances that he can't confide in. He yearns for He Yan, longs to regret, and his love is like a fiery lava churning and roaring in his chest every second.

He is not afraid of pain, nor is he afraid of suffering, but He Yan repeatedly skinned him for Shen Qun's sake, cramps and bled him.

Zhou Yancheng cried so hard that he almost died: "Yanyan, you are too cruel..."

"You can't do this to me, you really can't do this to me..."

"I'm human too... My heart is also made of flesh and blood..."

"You treat me like this...it hurts me too..."

He Yan didn't know how things developed into this way.

He bought wet tissues for Zhou Yancheng, took him to sit on the sofa in the corner of the first floor of the clubhouse, and bought hot drinks.

Zhou Yancheng let him hold him like a child, until he sat on the sofa, he still held He Yan's sleeve with one hand, holding a hot drink in his arm, his eyes were red and wet, and he looked at He Yan with infinite grievance.

He Yan handed him the paper towel, but he cautiously approached his face, He Yan had no choice but to take out a piece of paper to wipe his face.

Obviously it was Zhou Yancheng who did the wrong thing, so why did he take care of him in the end?

He Yan was exhausted by all kinds of physical and mental energy of this day, and he felt helpless and exhausted and at a loss for the chaos brought by Zhou Yancheng.

Zhou Yancheng didn't know whether it was on purpose or not, He Yan wiped his face, but his tears flowed more fiercely.

"Don't cry." I don't know how long it took, He Yan persuaded, "It's not ugly for a big man to cry like this."

"But you let me die..." Zhou Yancheng sobbed and complained aggrievedly.

"That's what you did wrong."

"The judge will not sentence me to die!"

"The judge will sentence you to jail."

"Then you should sentence me to jail too." Zhou Yancheng looked at him with wet eyes, and he said with a childish innocence and stubbornness on his face, "I can go to your house and sit for the rest of my life, Yanyan, you lock me up Well, lock up for a lifetime, okay?"

He Yan sighed: "Zhou Yancheng, I'm talking to you calmly, and you listen carefully, don't be too horny, okay?"

Zhou Yancheng hesitated for a moment, knowing that He Yan would not say anything to make him feel better, but he still nodded slightly.

"Zhou Yancheng, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart, it's really impossible for the two of us to—"

"Why?" Zhou Yancheng stared at him unwillingly, "Tell me why?"

He Yan was also sitting on the sofa, with his elbows resting on Wei Wei's legs, and his eyes were flat on the front without waves. He asked instead, "Zhou Yancheng, what kind of person do you think I am?"

Zhou Yancheng's eyes instantly softened, and even the corners of his lips smiled: "Kind, clean, beautiful, you are very good, no one in this world is better than you."

He Yan smiled: "Thank you for giving me such a high evaluation, then," He Yan asked softly, "What kind of person do you think you are?"

Zhou Yancheng was stunned.

"In this world, there is white and there is black. All existence is a gift from the Creator. Some people are angels and some are devils. In essence, there is no high or low. Birds are in the sky and fish are in the water. Everyone goes their own way. However, if we must When 'white' and 'black' are put together, the bird and the fish must be together, then the white will become black, the bird will drown, and the fish will dry out, do you understand?"

"Our life background, circle of friends, ideology and creed, principles of conduct, and way of doing things... nothing is compatible. It is a painful thing for both of us to insist on changing my concept or changing yours. Zhou Yancheng, True love is not about rolling on the bed as soon as you meet, it must be based on the same three views, the same hobbies, blending into each other's life without causing harm to each other, you and I, "He Yan let out a heavy breath, and his clasped hands made a "click" sound, "It doesn't fit."

Zhou Yancheng sat stiffly, like a lifeless ice sculpture.

"You have your world, and I have mine. Before we met each other, we all had a good life, and we can live better without each other in the future. Feelings, you think it is very important, but really People can't get or lose, and people can't die."

"You said that you are sincere now, and I am willing to believe it, but I really can't accept it. No matter how hard you force me, I can't do it. There are many people in this world who like you, Zhou Yancheng, why are you so obsessed with it?" Woolen cloth?"

"The hardest thing for a person is to like someone who will never belong to you." He Yan's eyes seemed to be filled with a pool of water, the inside of which was sparkling, and it was difficult to distinguish between love and hate. He sighed heavily, "You are smart." People, stop asking for trouble."

He Yan consciously spoke clearly: "I'm going up, and my classmates are still waiting for me."

The hope that Zhou Yancheng had been holding on to all this time fell apart completely after He Yan left without looking back.

He Yan was very calm, and his tone of voice was very gentle, but the calmer he was, the more frightened Zhou Yancheng was. The objectivity and restraint in those words made Zhou Yancheng's head rumble like a thunderstorm.

Zhou Yancheng deeply realized that all of He Yan's refusals were deliberate, which made Zhou Yancheng feel more terrible than He Yan pointing at him and telling him to go away.

He hunched his body, clasped his hands together, the veins on the backs of both hands were bulging, the blood in his chest and lungs was violently surging, and he forced himself to feel the burning sensation of pressing down on his throat, that feeling was very familiar. In the six months after death, it would visit from time to time.

Zhou Yancheng pressed his chest and tried to take a deep breath. Every time he thought of He Yan's death, his heart and lungs would feel like being twisted into a ball, making him suffocate.

After finally stopping the whirling of the day, when his eyes became clear and his numb heart gradually warmed up, he suddenly felt a sense of rejoicing, even if he was rejected by thousands of miles, at least his baby was still alive, and he could still see him. , can still get close to him, which makes him feel much better than waking up from nightmares countless times but having to accept the fact that He Yan is dead.

Zhou Yancheng exhaled, no matter how painful he was, he would never be more desperate than that time. He could chase after He Yan even after he died. What else can stop him?

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In fact, He Yan did not continue to look for his classmates. After entering the elevator, he went down the safety stairs, and finally walked out through the back door of the clubhouse.

He sent Lin Fang a text message saying that he was going back to school first, and then he walked aimlessly on the streets where the water was still and the river was flying.

His mind was in turmoil.

Shen Qun's crying and Zhou Yancheng's confession were like heavy hammers constantly hitting his head.

Shen Qun in the previous life said to him: "I have no passion with you, that's not how love is talked about." Shen Qun in this life is for him, even if he is drunk with medicine and wine, he is unyielding.

In his previous life, Zhou Yancheng treated him like an asshole, but in this life, Zhou Yancheng was willing to admit his mistakes to him, tolerated everything, and even broke down and cried in front of him.Of course he knew how much concessions Zhou Yancheng had made. Zhou Yancheng did have countless ways to deal with Shen Qun. Today's incident could have been concealed from He Yan. He is mentally retarded, but he has no problem with his thinking logic.

He Yan just felt very sad.

Of these two people, if one of them was able to do one-tenth of what he is now in his previous life, he would not be dead.

Who said that belated affection and compensation are worthless than grass. ①

Shen Qun is late compensation, Zhou Yancheng is late affection.

Now they are all standing on the emotional high ground, as if He Yan doesn't want one, and He Yan is the one who betrays his heart.

He Yan has grown so big, he rarely asks for anything.

When I was young, I lived alone with my father. The neighbor’s grandma would often tell him, Yanyan, it’s not easy for your father to raise you. You have to be obedient, otherwise your father will not want you if he finds a new mother.

He Yan is very afraid that his father will not want him, so he is very sensible and never asks for things randomly. He takes what He Jinming gives him, forming a character of passive acceptance and never asking for it.

Later, the conditions at home got better and better, and the children liked to play with him. Because He Yan had a lot of pocket money, he often gave his snack toys to others.

The adults asked the children which child they liked the most, and almost all the children said that they liked He Yan the most, and He Yan would be very happy. He was willing to give since he was a child, because it allowed him to gain the love of others, and He Yan would feel happy.

The boy entered his menstrual period, and one day he would have bizarre dreams, all kinds of indescribable things in the dream, but the man's body was very clear, and He Yan was completely frightened.

During the few years in junior high school, he didn't dare to get in touch with boys. Young people thought he was arrogant, and thought he was too clean and beautiful, so no boys took the initiative to talk to him. He lived alone for two or three years, sometimes standing on the court watching The other boys ran and ran, sweating profusely, with deep envy in their eyes.

Once a few boys stayed to clean up, and he went to wash the mop. When he came back, other boys were chasing him in the classroom. I saw the boy holding his handkerchief in his hand.

The boy was caught, and he returned the handkerchief to He Yan in an embarrassing manner, saying: "He Yan, why are you so motherly! Girls don't use handkerchiefs anymore."

The other boys laughed.

Someone said: "He Yan is prettier than girls, and even more clean than girls!"

"He Yan can stack wishing stars, hey, He Yan, can you also embroider flowers!"

"He Yan, why don't you play with us?"

"Then do you need to ask, He Yan's skin is so tender, it will break if you touch it!"

……

He Yan mopped the floor with a sullen head, and put down every stool on the desk. The boys smiled and fell silent, silently watching He Yan finish everything, pick up his schoolbag and walk out classroom.

That day, He Yan used the basketball as a racquet in the yard of his home. When he was tired from shooting, he hugged the ball and sat alone for a long time.

The boys didn't have any malice, He Yan could understand, but He Yan also clearly realized that he was different from other boys.

Misfit is a terrible word. People live in groups. People who have not experienced it will never understand the terrible desolation of being isolated.

Later, He Yan especially cherished every person in his life who would be kind to him. If that person could stay by his side for a long time, He Yan would be sincerely grateful.

However, both Shen Qun and Zhou Yancheng once rescued him from the boundless sea of ​​solitude. They both served as driftwood for He Yan, but unfortunately they all became falling rocks that smashed He Yan into an even deeper abyss.

Destiny, always treats people so kindly that people can't understand, and always treats people so harshly that people are caught off guard.

The phone rang suddenly, it was Cheng Jiaquan.

There is no class tomorrow, and these students are planning to stay overnight. He Yan guessed that Xiao Quanzi felt that he hadn't gone far, and wanted to ask him to go back. He answered the phone: "Hello, Xiao Quanzi?"

"He Yan, He Yan!" Cheng Jiaquan suppressed his voice, as if in a hurry, "Where are you at school? Lin Fang Tu Ming and the others were taken away by the police!"

He Yan was surprised: "What's going on? You speak slowly!"