Rebirth: The Shura Field of the Two Slag Gongs

Zhou Yancheng squinted his eyes very displeased.

"This is a school, and there are many teachers living in the dormitory. If you do this, how can I stay in the school in the future!" He Yan's eyes widened, and his expression was obviously dissatisfied.

He Yan's attitude of provoking the teacher and questioning the guilt completely annoyed Zhou Yancheng: "I really have never seen a more hypocritical person than you! Who did I treat like this, you fucking don't appreciate it?"

"Zhou Yancheng! Do you understand the other's honey, my arsenic. Frost, not everyone wants the same thing! Forcing what others don't want,

And forcing others to do what he doesn't want to do is essentially trampling on the dignity of others! "He Yan blushed and stomped his feet and roared.

Zhou Yancheng laughed angrily. He was proud of He Yan, and he was always troubled by not knowing how to please this little guy. He Yan lacked and wanted nothing, which was different from the little playthings around him in the past. ,

This made Zhou Yancheng feel a sense of weightlessness all the time, as if he had never completely got this person.

He briefly investigated He Yan's information, hoping to find out the weakness of this person from He Yan's past, but unexpectedly found that He Yan's birthday was just around the corner.

Why did Zhou Yancheng rack his brains on this birthday? He didn't want to send anything casually as a perfunctory gift, but he had never had any experience in pleasing others. It just so happened that a manufacturing company under him bought a new fireworks factory.

Having developed musical fireworks, which have not yet been promoted to the market, Zhou Yancheng had an idea and poured all the efforts of the whole factory into creating a splendid scene.

While waiting for He Yan downstairs, Zhou Yancheng was still a little happy. He was looking forward to seeing He Yan's surprised and moved expression. It must be very lively and interesting to make such an expression on that cold and beautiful face.

As soon as Zhou Yancheng imagined it like that, his body seemed to be on fire.

But He Yan poured him a basin of cold water, extinguishing all the burning flames in his body.

Zhou Yancheng pinched He Yan's chin, and stared at him: "Destroying your dignity? Isn't what I'm good at ruining your body? I'm such a fucking dog, you're just a little white-eyed wolf who doesn't know much about you. It’s good that you don’t know how to flatter you, and you don’t care if you are not good, you are god, life, owe, fuck!” When Zhou Yancheng said the last four words, he slapped He Yan’s face every time he uttered a word, with an attitude Extremely frivolous and insulting.

He Yan was trembling with anger, he took a big step back, pointed at Zhou Yancheng with trembling fingers: "You...you get lost!"

"Fuck off! Come with me!" Zhou Yancheng leaned over and dragged He Yan to the car.

It was the peak time for students to go back to the dormitory, so He Yan couldn't fight Zhou Yancheng here, he could only stagger and be dragged into the car by Zhou Yancheng.

As soon as the car drove out of the campus, He Yan got up with Zhou Yancheng in the back seat.

He Yan made a little awkward once or twice, and Zhou Yancheng still thought it was fresh, but today Zhou Yancheng's warm and flattering heart was twisted to pieces by He Yan, and he was left with endless annoyance.

When Zhou Yancheng was ruthless, He Yan had almost no strength to resist. Zhou Yancheng clamped both of his wrists with one hand. He found a SK from somewhere, and directly clasped He Yan's hands behind his back. SK handcuffed.

He Yan couldn't believe it, how could this man wear SK?

Zhou Yancheng opened the partition between the back seat and the driver's seat, and the two of them were trapped in a more cramped space, Zhou Yan stared at He Yan maliciously, and smiled wickedly: "Honey, let's have some fun today! "

He Yan instantly understood what this thing was used for, almost all the hair on his body exploded, and he struggled desperately.

Zhou Yancheng was determined to teach this little thing a lesson, so that the child would know who was the master of the two.

He crossed his arms and looked at He Yan leisurely, like a cat playing with a little mouse: "Don't waste your time, this is made of steel, not the junk sold in those shitty sex shops, you It can't be solved, when will you be obedient, please ask me, and I will untie it for you, otherwise you will tonight, tomorrow night, and the night after..."

Zhou Yancheng suddenly laughed lowly, as if thinking of some interesting scene, his eyes shone with extreme excitement, he licked his lips, and stared at He Yan with a more sinister expression.

But soon Zhou Yancheng couldn't laugh, and He Yan was struggling like crazy. The stubbornness and stubbornness of this young man far exceeded Zhou Yancheng's imagination.

"You're crazy!" Zhou Yancheng restrained He Yan, and turned him away. Seeing this, Zhou Yancheng gasped, He Yan's wrist was bloody, you little stubborn!

Zhou Yancheng was startled and angry, and a strange heart throbbed with pain, which almost made him feel dizzy. He hurriedly looked for the key, because his hands were trembling, and he touched it for a long time. The key was fumbled out from the storage compartment of the right door.

Zhou Yancheng tremblingly went to unlock the lock. It was He Yan who was bleeding, but Zhou Yancheng felt his whole body was cold, and the chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead. Even his voice was messy, broken and trembling: "He Yan, you fucking... Is mom an idiot..."

He Yan stared at him coldly, and as soon as his hands were free, he slammed Zhou Yancheng towards the car door: "Stop!"

Zhou Yancheng was overwhelmed and scared. He felt that if he forced himself so hard, He Yanneng opened the car door and jumped out. He wiped his face and lowered his voice: "Go to the hospital first, you can't do it without seeing a doctor!"

He Yan puffed his cheeks, like a raging beast, his big round eyes were full of anger, he growled lowly: "I want to get out of the car!"

"I was wrong, I surrender," Zhou Yancheng raised his hands, "Be obedient, go to the hospital, I promise not to bully you again."

Zhou Yancheng's voice suddenly paused, with guilt on his face, he said in a low voice, "Today is your birthday."

"He Yan, today is your 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."

"It's my fault, I shouldn't have done it with you."

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"What's the matter?" After Zhou Yancheng said that, he found that He Yan was staring at him, his eyes were very complicated, mixed with shock, doubt, entanglement, and hesitation...

Zhou Yancheng couldn't help touching his face, "What's wrong with my face?"

He Yan quickly turned his head to look out the window, but the knuckles of his fingers that were still holding the steering wheel had turned white, and the veins on the back of his hands were bursting out with a slight trembling.

Meeting Zhou Yancheng again, this person has been completely changed from the shell to the core. He Yan often feels that Zhou Yancheng in the two lives is not the same person at all. Resentment, peaceful coexistence, but when Zhou Yancheng said that sentence, the memories that were deliberately covered came back surging.

This is Zhou Yancheng, the Zhou Yancheng who created grand music fireworks for him and amazed the entire night sky, and it is also the Zhou Yancheng who can unscrupulously hurt him with a single word of disagreement.

"Yanyan, what's the matter with you?" Zhou Yancheng keenly noticed that He Yan's previously softened attitude disappeared instantly, replaced by a sharper and more indifferent breath, his heart twitched, and he couldn't wait to pull He Yan's shoulder to look at him expression.

He Yan shook his hand away vigorously, his eyes lowered, but he couldn't hide the darkness: "Get out of the car, I don't want to see you now."

"Why?" Zhou Yancheng was anxious, "Aren't we on good terms? Did I say something wrong? Or you don't want me to have dinner with your dad, or you don't want me to appear at your birthday party... Tell me what's wrong ...Don't be so moody, just tell me where I'm wrong, and I'll change it..."

He Yan raised his head, but there seemed to be a layer of mist in his bright eyes, which was obviously a faint color of self-loathing, he opened his mouth, and finally just said: "There is no reason."

"It's coming again!" Zhou Yancheng only felt a turbid air rising in his heart, which made him unable to swallow or spit out, "You are here again, you always look at me so inexplicably and don't like it, why don't you ask me anything?" Don't say it! You can't say anything quickly! He Yan, even if it's a stone, I cover my heart like this every day, and it should be warmer. It doesn't matter if you don't like me now, but can you stop Push me away? I have tried my best not to annoy you, just sit and talk with you like this, do you want to be dissatisfied with me? "

Zhou Yancheng's throat choked, and a burst of soreness surged into his heart. All the humility and humiliation in his two lives were given to He Yan: "He Yan, people's hearts are full of flesh. I really like you. I don't believe you can't feel it. I love you." If I really only want to play with you, why should I do this, I, Zhou Yancheng, can't be spoiled by anyone..."

He Yan smiled bitterly, Zhou Yancheng's upright and confident appearance made him speechless.

"Zhou Yancheng," He Yan buried his face in his hands, he just felt haggard and exhausted, "The relationship between us is like a ghost hitting a wall, you can't understand why I don't want to see you so much, and I don't want to see you so much. I don't understand where your paranoia comes from, but it really annoys me..."

"Why, I don't understand, Yanyan," Zhou Yancheng raised his hand, and when he was about to touch He Yan's shoulder, he lowered it again. Without He Yan's permission, he didn't dare to touch him at all, "Obviously as long as you put down Prejudice, try to accept me, we can be very happy, I will be very good to you..."

"How good is it? En?" He Yan raised his head, his eyes were red but surprisingly bright, his voice was trembling, "How good can it be? Shen Qun used to be very good to me, except for my father, no one People have treated me better than Shen Qun, but we have come to that point...you...you are all the same, you always look at other people's toys and feel good, desperately want to get them, and when you get them, you want to get back what you lost the one from..."

But I'm not a toy, I'm a human being, human beings have hearts, their hearts can get cold, people are mortal, and their hearts can turn to ashes...

Zhou Yancheng was frightened, he cried when he saw He Yan.

In two lifetimes, Zhou Yancheng saw He Yan cry for the first time.

Round tears were in the sockets of his eyes, stubbornly refusing to fall, he bit his lips tightly, and just opened his red eyes wide open, Zhou Yancheng saw himself panicked and bewildered in those eye sockets like bright springs. Face.

He Yan cried...

"Yanyan, you...don't cry," Zhou Yancheng was completely panicked, he reached out his hand to wipe He Yan's tears, but He Yan turned his head away, and he hurriedly pulled out a tissue, "Don't cry ..."

Even if thousands of troops trampled over him immediately, Zhou Yancheng would not feel so flustered and heartbroken.

"Yanyan, you didn't forgive Shen Qun, right? Because he can't trust anyone now, you think that even Shen Qun can betray you, and it's even more impossible for a person with such bad deeds to be sincere. That's what you think, right Isn't it right?" Zhou Yancheng asked softly, he felt that he finally understood what He Yan was afraid of.

"But Yanyan, I'm different from a brat like Shen Qun. I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. I've been absurd for many years, and I've met many people... But these years can make me really like you. You are the only one on the list. It is precisely because I have done my best that I will never fall in love with others in the future. Nothing can tempt me anymore, and I will not betray you—" Zhou Yancheng tried his best to confess, but He Yan's appearance made him His heart was almost broken, he was so panicked that he didn't even know where to put his hands, "Yanyan, look at me, I'm different from Shen Qun, I will definitely cherish you..."

But He Yan just shook his head.

"Yanyan," Zhou Yancheng wished to dig out his heart and show He Yan, "I like you so much that even if you give me arsenic, I still think it's sweet. I want to see you, even if you You won't give me half a good face; I want to talk to you, even if what you say is just something that makes me sad; I want to touch you, even if you just hit me... You are so smart, think about it, if you don't like it To the bone, how could I be like this..."

"I'm sincere, look at me, look at me..." Zhou Yancheng's deep voice echoed in the small space, his heart was soaked in bitter juice, and the bitter juice was still bubbling. His viscera were rushing, so that he felt that it was because his mouth was full of bitterness that what he said made He Yan so indifferent.

He Yan only allowed himself to lose control for a moment. He quickly calmed down and waved his hands. He couldn't communicate with Zhou Yancheng at all. All the memories of him and Zhou Yancheng were filled with violence, darkness, eroticism, and embarrassment. Humiliation, blood, injury...

They were people in two worlds in the previous life, and they still go to different destinations in this life.

"Yanyan..."

Zhou Yancheng looked at He Yan with heartache. He wished to knock open He Yan's stubborn little head to see what was inside. He knew that He Yan had a stubborn temper before, but now He Yan is almost armed in front of him. became a diamond.

A person who is loved and pursued by someone he doesn't like, he didn't know how much he has experienced since he was a child. Although he can't understand the helplessness and exhaustion of He Yan, but if it was him, the other party would have rolled away like a ball of hemp How far.

If someone who has plans for him clings to him like a fly every day, he will just slap him to death with a fly swatter.

He Yan has actually swung the fly swatter countless times, but Zhou Yancheng can't let go, it's impossible to let go.

Zhou Yancheng lowered his head helplessly, he really had nothing to do: "Yanyan, don't be so sad, if you really don't like me, just hit me, I'll let you slap me..."

The corners of He Yan's eyes twitched fiercely, and he looked at Zhou Yancheng speechlessly for a while: "Be a normal person, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Yancheng's eyes showed grievance: "Then can you treat me better?"

"What you want is good, I can't give it."

"I can give it," Zhou Yancheng said happily, "You are treating me better now than before. You even gave me medicine and let me get in your car. You didn't even talk to me before, but You can cry in front of me now! You see, you are getting better and better for me, and you will only get better in the future!"

He Yan closed his eyes, he resisted the urge to beat Zhou Yancheng violently, he had to admit that he was better at dealing with the villain Zhou Yancheng, such a stupid and rascal Zhou Yancheng really made He Yan powerless.

The traffic ahead finally started to move slowly, He Yan sighed and said, "Get out of the car."

Zhou Yancheng continued with a shy face: "I just came back from a long journey, so you can't treat me to a meal, I'm still hungry..."

He Yan glanced over coldly: "You get off, or I get off."

Zhou Yancheng had no choice but to pouted, raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and obediently got out of the car.

He Yan started the car, although the traffic flow was smooth, but the flow speed was still slow, He Yan slid into it unhurriedly, the street lights on the street were already turned on, snowflakes were spinning and dancing under the lights like cotton wool, a little dizzy in the ice and snow The warm yellow light seems to make people feel particularly moving.

This city made of steel and concrete is like a cold heart, occasionally embellished with careless warmth. He Yan's thoughts are empty, thinking about incongruous little thoughts, but in the blink of an eye, from the side of the rear view In the mirror, he saw Zhou Yancheng's figure.

The man was still wearing a thin woolen sweater, and he was neither trembling nor embarrassed in the raging wind and snow, because he was jogging.

He followed He Yan's car, running at a constant speed, neither too fast nor too slow.

His handsome face is full of smiles, radiant and bright, piercing the vast whiteness of the sky and the earth, piercing the dark shadows cast by the night, resplendent and gorgeous like the scorching sun, like stars, shooting the gorgeous stream of light straight into He Yan's heart and lungs.

The broken hair in front of Zhou Yancheng's forehead bounced lightly with the running of his body, and He Yan could even clearly see the water droplets dripping from the end of the broken hair. I don't know if it was snow or sweat, which glistened on Zhou Yancheng's eyes. eyelashes.

The snowy road was slippery, but his steps were steady and his arms were swinging rhythmically. He was originally a person with a radiant face, but when he appeared in this ice and snow world, he instantly became the most moving scenery in this world.

How can there be such a person in this world, he is the worst, he is the most beautiful, he is evil, he is innocent, he is domineering, he is soft, he is hateful, and he is pitiful.

Zhou Yancheng, Zhou Yancheng...

Those three words lingered on the tip of his tongue, almost being called out by He Yan, he forcibly looked away, suppressing the palpitation and panic that his heart suddenly lost weight.

He Yan suddenly found that the snow seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, the wiper was swinging rhythmically, and the front window of the car was still blurred.

He opened the car window, let the wind and snow visit randomly, the moisture in the corners of his eyes quickly condensed into frost, and the vision in front of him became clear.

He Yan stretched out a hand outside the window, feeling the wetness of the icy snowflakes falling on his palm, but in Zhou Yancheng's eyes, it was a bright light that suddenly lit up for him in the overwhelming white snow, Light up the direction in which he continues to run.

One street, two streets, three streets...

Under the endless wind and snow, Zhou Yancheng's head was covered with snowflakes, and the sweat melted and the snow dripped into his eye sockets. He was gasping for breath, the heart in his chest seemed to be popping out, and the eyes of his throat seemed to be stuffed with sand. Like coals of stone, dry and burning, his legs gradually seemed to be filled with lead, the ground began to be covered with snow, and his footsteps lost their previous stability.

After passing through the city center, the road ahead was flat, and He Yan's speed began to increase. Why didn't Yanyan wait for me? Why didn't Yanyan wait for me?He has two legs, how can he run on four wheels, how can Yanyan not feel sorry for him at all...

The cold wind was blowing on his face like a knife. Zhou Yancheng was in the ice and snow, but his body seemed to be thrown into a big melting pot. The ice and fire were mixed, and his whole body was in unspeakable pain. Seeing that there was a crossroad ahead, He Yan was about to turn , Zhou Yancheng's heart was stuffy, painful, sore and bitter, and tears just fell down.

He Yan's car disappeared from his sight...

Zhou Yancheng couldn't hold it anymore, he staggered to a stop, supported his knees, and breathed desperately, but the airway and chest cavity seemed to be completely blocked, like an avalanche pressing towards his head, spinning around, looking around It's all white.

He was suddenly at a loss like a lost child who couldn't find his home:

"Along, along..."

The wind and snow came unscrupulously, and the bone-piercing cold swept across the body. Zhou Yancheng called out in a low voice, and walked forward slowly. A trace composed of footprints was dragged out on the cloud-like ground, and was soon followed by Falling snow quietly covered.