The hero ran away with the scum [Quick Transmigration]

"why?"

Ning Zhi asked cooperatively.

"Gypsophila is widely used in fresh-cut flowers and is a commonly used flower arrangement material. It has high ornamental value, but it is not very popular with couples. Most couples like bright, delicate flowers, such as roses."

Zhuang Yijun actually doesn't know much about flowers. The reason why he knows so much about Gypsophila is that the Zhuang's greenhouse is full of them.

Seeing Ning Zhi's expression of impatience, he said, "Don't worry, just listen to me slowly." After speaking, he went out to ask someone to prepare red wine and invited Ning Zhi to the balcony.

The light outside the balcony was bright, Zhuang Yijun poured two glasses of red wine, pushed one to Ning Zhi, pinched the legs and feet under the wine glasses, shook them slightly, and said, "You should know the flower language of the stars better than me, right?"

"Yeah." Ning Zhi narrowed his eyes and tasted the red wine, if it wasn't for the early time, he wouldn't be too lazy to let Zhuang Yijun listen to Zhuang Feizhou's old stories.

"My uncle is a painter, and he is fairly well-known in the painting world. A man as rich, beautiful, and talented as he is, is surrounded by crazy bees and butterflies. But he is conceited and affectionate. He feels that everyone who approaches him He came with a sincere heart."

Ning Zhi frowned and said, "Brother Feizhou is not conceited, but self-confident, and excellent."

"He's good, but he's not a heartthrob."

Zhuang Yijun listened to his lover praise other men as excellent, and he had to cater to him, not to mention how panicked he was, but he couldn't show it, "He consciously failed so much sincerity, so every time he dated a love object, you will devote all your emotions, referred to as true love, and the flower language of the blue baby's breath is true love."

"..." Ning Zhi frowned, he almost didn't know the word true love.

But his frowning made Zhuang Yijun misunderstand, Zhuang Yijun thought that Ningzhi was dissatisfied with his summary of Zhuang Feizhou's every relationship, so he was silent for a long time, and said, "Wait for me."

Zhuang Yijun put down his wine glass and went to Zhuang Feizhou's room first. After returning, he took Ning Zhi to the back door of the villa. After walking for nearly 5 minutes, he came to the greenhouse.

The flower house is made of steel frame glass, and there is a two-story wooden house behind it. Zhuang Yijun took out his card and swiped the door of the flower house. What he saw was a whole sea of ​​blue flowers.

It was September, and it was the flowering period of the baby's breath.

Large pieces of flowers are clustered under the moonlight, like a blue ocean.

Zhuang Yijun didn't stop, and led him to continue walking to the middle of the greenhouse, where there was a wooden door.

Pushing open the wooden door, the flower farmer held up a flashlight and yelled when he heard the movement.

Zhuang Yijun revealed his identity and walked into the wooden house.From the outside, the wooden house looks quaint and stylish, but when you walk in, you find that the inside is empty, not to mention furniture, there are no tables and chairs, the emptiness is creepy.

Ning Zhi rummaged through Wen Jin's memory, and found that Wen Jin had only seen it, but never entered it, because Wen Jin had no idea that this place belonged to Zhuang Feizhou.

He followed Zhuang Yijun up to the second floor.There are two rooms on the second floor, both locked.

Zhuang Yijun walked to the wooden door on the left, took out the key from his pocket, and when he opened the door, he suddenly said, "There's something inside...Anyway, if you're scared, just close your eyes."

As he spoke, he pushed open the wooden door, which made a dull 'squeak' sound, and raised his hand to turn on the light——

The incandescent light bulb in the center of the roof emits a dim yellow halo, which dispels the darkness in the room and illuminates the scene in front of us.

Ning Zhi looked at the paintings of men and women intertwined and men and men intertwined on the wall, and his whole body was petrified.

This is different from Wen Jin using a studio to display a portrait of a man.

Wen Jin's studio is bright, and the paintings are filled with love and affection, but the paintings here—forgive him for being vulgar, he can't see the beauty of art, only the desire rushing to his face.

He took a cursory glance and found that there were blue stars in every painting.

Some were in vases on the table, some covered the entire bed, and some were scattered all over the floor... Looking at it, his stomach was churning, like a river was being overwhelmed, disgusted, he covered his mouth and turned his head to run outside.

"Jin'er!"

Zhuang Yijun closed the door, asked the flower farmer for hot water, hurriedly explained a word to the flower farmer, and chased after him following the sound of vomiting.

Ning Zhi quickly ran out of the greenhouse, couldn't bear it anymore, propped himself up on a tree and vomited.

As Zhuang Feizhou's affectionate male supporting role, Si Mingshen only described the other party's deep affection for Mu Qing, but did not describe that the other party still has this hobby.

Although he wouldn't be nauseated enough to vomit at this level, but his body has a bad stomach, and a little discomfort would cause vomiting.

He tightened his brows and almost spit out his bile, and suddenly there was a gentle force on his back, "Wen Jin, I'm sorry."

Ning Zhi waved his hand weakly, took the hot water from Zhuang Yijun, rinsed his mouth, "Help me back first."

Zhuang Yijun carefully supported Ning Zhi back to the room. Ning Zhi saw the blue sky full of stars on the desk and retched, "I lost it."

Now when he saw this thing, he felt physically nauseated, took out the medicine from the bag, swallowed two pills, closed his eyes and fell on the bed, emptying his mind, trying to forget the previous scene.

When Zhuang Yijun returned from throwing away the blue gypsophila, he looked at the pale young man on the bed, and regretted that he shouldn't have taken the young man to see those dirty things.

He stepped forward to check the temperature on the young man's forehead, and it was slightly cold. He picked up the remote control to increase the temperature of the air conditioner, went downstairs and ordered the servant to prepare soup to warm his stomach, and then he called hot water and twisted a hot towel , Carefully help the young man wipe his face and hands.

Just when he was about to take off the young man's shoes, the young man suddenly said, "What do you mean by Zhuang Feizhou's paintings? Do those who have been with him know?"

Zhuang Yijun was silent for a moment, "When he was drunk, he told me a little bit. He said that when he was dating him/them, he really loved him/them. He will burst out a steady stream of inspiration, as for those people know, I don't know, but these paintings were brought back from outside when he was passionately in love."

Ning Zhi chuckled, "True love...heh!"

"Wen Jin, are you okay?" Zhuang Yijun was afraid that he would be stimulated, so he strode to the bedside, looked at the medicine on the bedside table, frowned and said, "May I take you to the hospital for a checkup?"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Zhuang Yijun froze for a moment.

He didn't like Wen Jin before, and he wished that Wen Jin would file for divorce sooner, so how could he take the initiative to tell Wen Jin about it?

He was speechless for a moment, hesitating in his mind on how to answer, and then he heard the young man lying with his eyes closed say: "My gallery will be closed for a few days, you can find a free time, go and clean up all the paintings in my studio, go there yourself , don’t let others see it, take it as your compensation for disgusting me tonight.”

In Wen Jin's view, this is a punishment, and it is a reward for Mr. Zhuang Yi.

My heart aches, but I can drive away Zhuang Feizhou, a deep-rooted rival in love, from the young man's heart. Even if I regret taking the young man to see those dirty things, I can't stop the joy that spreads from the bottom of my heart.

Ning Zhi's squinted eyes opened a gap, looking at the emotions pouring out of Zhuang Yijun's eyes, just wait, you will feel better in the future.

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The next day, Ning Zhi boarded the plane to go abroad.

The location is uncertain, there are seasides, small islands, snow-capped mountains, grasslands, forests...

Ning Zhi is alone, except when he will turn on the phone when booking a hotel, to report to the old man that he is safe, the phone is usually turned off.

This made Zhuang Yijun very anxious. He counted the days on his fingers, and when he came back, he didn't dare to blatantly ask the old man if Wen Jin called back today, so he could only inquire around the bush.

He wanted to fly there to find someone, but after running empty a few times, he knew that Ningzhi's location was uncertain, and he didn't stay in each place for long.

Time flies and it is the end of the year.

On New Year's Eve, Ning Zhi returned to China, he took a taxi back to the dealer without notifying anyone.

As soon as I got to the door, I heard the noise of a child coming from inside.

Ning Zhi gathered the down jacket on his body, pushed open the door and walked in, a half-grown boy ran out in front of him, and the boy bumped into Ning Zhi's leg.The force directly knocked Ning Zhi into a stagger, and the boy fell to his ass.

He cried loudly!

The crying alarmed the elders who were chatting and laughing in the living room, and also scared a few playful children to run away.

A young man with red lips and white teeth walked over with his hands folded, saw Ning Zhi standing at the door, and shouted with a smile: "Sister-in-law is back!"

After finishing speaking, he bent down and picked up the back collar of the boy who was sitting on the ground crying, carried him directly to the elders, folded it back, took Ning Zhi's luggage on his own initiative, held Ning Zhi's wrist, and led him Walking to the living room, "My sister-in-law just got off the plane, so I'll take her up to catch the jet lag."

Seeing Ning Zhi's return, the old man was relieved and said, "Go and rest."

Ning Zhi greeted all the elders, looked at the crying kid with a snotty nose, "Second aunt, second uncle, is Wei Taohong okay?"

The husband and wife waved their hands, and the second aunt said, "The child has strong skin and flesh. It's fine. You go up to rest first, and we'll get together at night."

Ning Zhi nodded and followed the boy upstairs.

The young man is Zhuang Fengjun, Zhuang Yijun's younger brother, and he has a very good relationship with Wen Jin.It should be said that Wen Jin has a good relationship with the Zhuang family. After all, the elders watched and the peers grew up together, except for Zhuang Yijun.

Zhuang Fengjun put his luggage in the room, turned around and ran to the end of the corridor, knocked on a door and shouted: "Brother, sister-in-law is back."

Ning Zhi shook his head, looking at the bright and warm room in front of him, he wondered if he had entered the wrong room.

He was hesitating whether to leave to make sure, when a deep voice came from behind, "Jin'er, you're back."

Ning Zhi turned around, looked at Zhuang Yijun who was walking steadily but couldn't hide his eagerness, and then glanced at Zhuang Fengjun who was winking behind Zhuang Yijun, and chuckled, this little kid...

Zhuang Yijun has had an extremely difficult few months.

At first he thought that the young man was only going out for a few days, but who would have thought that this trip went directly for half a year.

He walked into the room, closed the door, and stared at the young man hungrily. He couldn't bear to blink his eyes. The young man was thinner and dark, but he was in good spirits. Especially when he laughed, his black eyes seemed like the sky in the middle of the night. There are countless stars shining inside.

He was so excited that he didn't know what to say, but——

"Zhuang Yijun, did you bring back the agreement?"

Zhuang Yijun: "..."