Rebirth: The Shura Field of the Two Slag Gongs

In the heavy snow, he stood outside the car wearing only a light gray sweater,

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were burning, and he looked at He Yan deeply.

It was as if a sharp arrow shot out suddenly, and the tip of the arrow directly pierced through the car window and pierced into He Yan's heart.

Zhou Yancheng's hair and shoulders were covered with snowflakes, so He Yan had no choice but to open the car door and let him in.

"Huh—it's so cold!" Zhou Yancheng rubbed his hands, looking at He Yan with bright eyes, his cheeks were slightly red, and he smiled happily, "I didn't expect to meet the first snow when I returned to Kyoto,

so good!Yanyan, do you think we should eat fried chicken and drink beer? "

The corners of He Yan's eyes twitched. There was an idol drama recently, in which the male and female protagonists had to eat fried chicken and beer after seeing the first snowfall. It wasn't long before the snow fell, and the circle of friends was full of people meeting at fried chicken restaurants.

But He Yan really didn't expect that even Zhou Yancheng would play this trick.

"Why are you here?" He Yan handed Zhou Yancheng a tissue and asked him to wipe his hair.

Zhou Yancheng wiped his hair, the confetti stuck to the broken hair on his forehead, dazzled his eyes, he puffed up his mouth and blew, and said, "I just got off the plane and was going to find you,

I called your front desk to ask if you were there, and she said that you went to Yaozhuang. I have been paying attention to this road, but I did not expect to see your car. "

"Huh?" He Yan helped Zhou Yancheng remove the scraps of paper from his forehead, and fixedly looked at him.

Zhou Yancheng said honestly, "Okay, let me be honest, your front desk said you went to Yaozhuang, so I asked my friend... er... to check the road monitoring and locate your car... But I just Knowing that you are on this road, meeting you is really due to fate!"

"Zhou Yancheng!" He Yan narrowed his eyes, "Will you die if you don't have the privilege to do something outrageous for a day?"

"I just want to see you soon, I haven't seen you for almost two weeks." Zhou Yancheng argued aggrievedly, "I only sleep three or four hours a day, just to come back to see you as soon as possible, I miss you !"

He Yan really regretted putting him in the car, he waved his hand impatiently: "Then you see now, you can go."

Zhou Yancheng acted as if he didn't hear it: "Yanyan," he smiled ingratiatingly, and tried to claim credit for himself, "Don't you want to know about the achievements I made at the Dongzhou Summit?"

"The news is overwhelming, and the whole Huaxia knows what you have done." He Yan couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, and there was a hint of schadenfreude in his tone, "Hey! How dare you come out in such a big way? You are not afraid of people coming Smash a rotten egg in your face!"

Zhou Yancheng laughed loudly: "Yanyan, apart from you, no one in this world can throw eggs at my face!"

He Yan glanced past him lightly, not answering his words.

Zhou Yancheng has long been used to He Yan's cold face, and he has learned to look for a little bit of looseness under He Yan's all-round indifference. At least He Yan let him get in the car today, and he can sit and chat with him peacefully. He is simply a gift from heaven.

Although He Yan was noncommittal, Zhou Yancheng still talked a lot about the Dongzhou Economic Summit, which can be called heart-to-heart.

Although He Yan didn't speak, his expression was very serious, and there was a sparkle in his eyes.

This made Zhou Yancheng very happy. In the past, He Yan liked to hear him talk about business matters. This was probably the only topic the two of them could talk about. At first, Zhou Yancheng felt that this was He Yan’s interest. Later, he shamelessly complacent However, maybe at this time I am the most attractive and the one He Yan likes the most.

……

"So, you convinced the Nine Major Organizations just like that?" He Yan frowned lightly.

"There is nothing that can unite a group more than the common pursuit of huge interests. What's more, behind the interests is the temptation to leave a name in history. No business, no evil, no business, no greed, family and country morality is nothing to these people. It's a cover, but at its root, they know that following me, Zhou Yancheng, will make money!"

When Zhou Yancheng came to some important conclusion, he would make a habitual gesture with his index finger facing the sky, full of conceit. He Yan once tried to reverse his habit. He Yan didn't think it was embarrassing, He Yan reminded him several times, and then he stopped talking.

As soon as He Yan was in a trance, Zhou Yancheng felt terrified. He was most afraid of seeing He Yan wandering in the sky, as if he would disappear at any time.

"Yanyan," Zhou Yancheng touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and tugged at He Yan's sleeve, "What are you thinking?"

He Yan is also used to pressing the tip of his tongue against his cheek, which is a small gesture shared by them.

He Yan looked away, and his expression returned to the inexplicable and unpredictable that Zhou Yancheng couldn't understand.

After talking about the business matters, He Yan threw it away after using it, and said ruthlessly, "Get out of the car, I will go back to the company later."

Zhou Yancheng turned forward and pouted: "There is still a blockage. It won't work for an hour or two. How pitiful you are in the car alone. Let me talk to you."

"I have nothing to say."

"Then let me tell you to listen."

"It sounds better than you on the radio."

"Then I'll sing for you."

He Yan was looking down at his mobile phone, but he couldn't help pinching his ears when he heard the words: "What did you say?"

"I'll sing for you!" Zhou Yancheng chuckled, "I played in a band when I was in college abroad, and I'm good at many musical instruments. I'll sing for you what you want to hear."

He Yan looked at him with a tangled expression, how on earth did this man say such shameless words, Zhou Yancheng could not only play some fancy drum kits, but also a shit instrument.One year at Hongshi's annual meeting, Zhou Yancheng commended the employees. There was a girl with the best performance who was very courageous. She said that she had earned so much money for Hongshi in a year and had no other wish. She just wanted the president to sing her a love song. .

It was the scene of the biggest annual meeting disaster in Hongshi's history. Later, the magic voice pierced his ears and became a trending search. The hashtag "Handsome CEO with the worst singing voice in history" was popular on Weibo all day long.

If it weren't for the memory of his previous life, He Yan would have almost believed in his evil!

"What do you want to hear?" Zhou Yancheng still looked at He Yan with bright eyes, waiting for him to order a song.

He Yan is a kind person after all, he can only say implicitly: "I think you talk better than you sing, silence is better than you talk, getting off the car is better than silence."

Zhou Yancheng's eyes dimmed in a blink of an eye, and he said recklessly, "I won't get out of the car anyway. You go back to the company, and I'll go with you."

"What are you going to do?" He Yanyang raised his voice.

"Your company has been booming recently," Zhou Yancheng raised the corners of his lips, and the old god changed to a more comfortable sitting position on the ground, nestled in the co-pilot and closed his eyes, "It's worth a visit from me. "

"Are you going to visit or to smash the field? Why don't you find a fight with Shen Qun!"

"Am I afraid of him?" Zhou Yancheng bounced up, he was really angry when he heard the name, "I have been trying to mess with him for a long time, if he hadn't been hiding behind you, I would fuck/death him in minutes!"

He Yan looked over with a half-smile.

Only then did Zhou Yancheng realize that he had used the wrong word, and he let out another "fuck" in annoyance.

However, the air in the carriage became sticky because of these ambiguous words. The two men who had been physically entangled countless times in the previous life fell into the past memory almost instantly. Confused, none of them noticed each other's emotions, they only turned their heads to look out of the car at the same time.

The snow covered the sky, and the world as far as the eye could see was covered in white, so pure that it seemed to be able to bury everything.

The dullness spread in the car, He Yan turned on the radio, and the singer he liked with a hoarse bass was singing slowly: "It's actually very simple, it's actually very natural, the love between two people is shared by two people, it's actually not difficult, it's you too Pessimistic, not sharing with anyone through a wall..."①

Zhou Yancheng's eyes lit up: "Yanyan, you should listen to these songs more, really, you are good at everything, but your EQ is too low..."

The singer continued to sing: "There are too many blank spaces between us, maybe it is a choice to separate..."② (①②From—by Yang Zongwei's "Blank Space")

Zhou Yancheng's expression darkened immediately: "...you are the kind of person who moaned without illness and listened to too many things, so you are hurting spring and autumn all day long, thinking about east and west, along the way, you should establish a correct view of love..."

"If you keep nagging, get out of the car!" He Yan turned off the radio impatiently.

Zhou Yancheng choked, he rolled his eyes, and finally remembered a warmer topic: "Yanyan, your father called me yesterday."

"kindness."

He Yan nodded, looked out the window casually, and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel unconsciously.

"He said he would come to Kyoto on the 25th of this month," Zhou Yancheng said with a smile in his eyes, with a bit of complacency, "ask me to have dinner together."

He Yan's eyes remained calm, and he turned to look at him.

Zhou Yancheng's voice was deep, soft and hoarse: "Your father said that day was your birthday."

He Yan said indifferently: "I rarely celebrate my birthday."

"After 19 years old, you will be 20 years old. The year of the weak crown is the most important age for a man. You should live it well."

He Yan suddenly raised his head.

Zhou Yancheng in the previous life also said this sentence.

After being together with Shen Qun, He Yan's birthday is very grand every year. Shen Qun is very popular and likes to be lively. Christmas is such a special day. They celebrate their birthdays together on this day. Many people are welcome. The classmates carnivaled all night, and went to class the next day, lying on the table and sleeping more soundly than the other.

In the previous life, He Yan had already broken up with Shen Qun before this birthday, and Shen Qun called him on Christmas Eve, with cautious expectation in his voice: "Are we still celebrating our birthday together this year?"

At that time, He Yan laughed directly, he didn't mean to be mocking, but he really thought Shen Qun was too ridiculous, and He Yan's sentence "Let's live together, let others see the joke" almost flooded his throat, but he was very impressed with Shen Qun. The group is used to it, and finally just said lightly: "No, I wish you a happy birthday."

Without Shen Qun, He Yan didn't even know how to celebrate his birthday. Those classmates who had a good relationship thought that he was still in the period of emotional distress, and it was difficult for everyone to encourage him. He Yan and Zhou Yancheng had only known each other for two months at that time. After a few times, without knowing each other at all, He Yan didn't think that Zhou Yancheng would remember his birthday.

And Zhou Yancheng didn't look for him that day. He Yan ate alone and studied in the library until after nine o'clock. Suddenly, a song resounded throughout the campus. He Yan was stunned because he recognized that it was a happy birthday song. .

He subconsciously looked at his watch. It was close to ten o'clock. The campus radio would not be broadcast at this time, and the source of the sound did not seem to be coming from a speaker.

Then a girl sitting by the window exclaimed, everyone got up to look at it, and everyone shouted "Oh my god! It's so beautiful, so romantic!"

He Yan couldn't help being curious, he found an empty seat by the window and looked out.

The sky full of fireworks blooms on the black night, like a goddess splashing gorgeous and magnificent paintings with the nine heavens as a painting.

The night sky of Beijing University is colorful and bright, and the entire campus is boiling instantly. People walking on the campus path stopped one after another, those who stayed in the dormitory went to the balcony, and many people rushed out of each classroom, looking up at the scene. Unprecedented spectacle.

Everyone was amazed and sighed.

If it was just a large-scale fireworks show, of course everyone would not be so fussy. What accompanied this fireworks blooming and resounding through the sky was not the usual "swoosh" or "bang bang" sound when the fireworks exploded, but the extremely bright happy birthday song:

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to He Yan!"

This song is not coming from the player, but from the specific design of the fireworks themselves. Music fireworks were still very rare in those days.

Some people in the library recognized He Yan, and they all cast envious glances, and many girls even had little stars in their eyes.

He Yan's mood at that moment was very complicated. He was shocked that Zhou Yancheng had put so much thought into him, but he was also a little annoyed.Back then Shen Qun publicly disclosed their relationship without his consent, and now Zhou Yancheng swore his sovereignty in a more earth-shattering way, and He Yan always seemed to be the one to accept passively.

Today, He Yan and Shen Qun broke up as a pair of bamboo horse lovers in embarrassment. He has experienced many complicated visions. Now that Zhou Yancheng is so blatantly announcing the world, how should He Yan be embarrassed when the two of them end in the future?

The more splendid the debut, the more bleak the ending will be.

For Shen Qun in the past four years, why didn't He Yan's birthday take a lot of effort?People who envied him back then, now He Yan can hardly bear the strange looks that are delivered overtly and secretly!

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when He Yan walked out of the library, and the fireworks scene was still going on. He was carrying his schoolbag and lowered his head. Many people passed by him. Those who knew him greeted him and wished him birthday Happy, there are people who don’t know pointing at him in twos and threes, with kind or not kind smiles, and some even ran to him and walked back as if looking for something, just to look at him.

He Yan walked faster and faster, and finally started to run. The attention imposed on him made him feel as if a sharp claw had been inserted into his heart and squeezed him hard, making him almost out of breath.

He ran all the way to the downstairs of the dormitory, and as expected, he saw Zhou Yancheng standing there.

He Yan couldn't find the person who set off the fireworks nearby, so he ran to Zhou Yancheng out of breath and said, "Tell them not to set off the fireworks!"

His tone was very blunt, and Zhou Yancheng's smiling face immediately turned cold: "Your reaction...why is it different from what I think..."