Stock God [Rebirth]

Chang Yue closed the car door for Ye Zhizhe, and told Fat Brother outside: "Don't worry about anything else, just send him to the drug rehabilitation center, and I'll pick him up later."

Fat Brother didn't expect that what was waiting for him was such a job, he was startled all of a sudden, and said in a low voice: "What happened to you? Why did you suddenly get involved with this kind of person..."

"I don't want to go! I don't want to go!" When Ye Zhizhe heard something, he slapped the car window violently with both hands, and burst into tears immediately, looking pitiful.

Chang Yue asked the driver to roll down the car window, and said to Ye Zhizhe seriously: "If you want to live on me, you have to listen to me. Be obedient. When you quit, we can discuss everything else."

Although Ye Zhizhe took drugs because he was lured by Ying Shengjiang, it was also related to Chang Yue.He is well aware of the dangers of drugs and absolutely cannot sit idly by.

Ye Zhizhe heard the meaning in his words, that he must quit drugs, and the crying became more violent, causing passers-by to look this way.

"You don't know, you don't know, I really can't quit! I'm going to die, I'm really going to die! Please, let me go, I want to go..." He cried until his eyes narrowed Even more so, I can no longer see the delicate appearance of the past.

Chang Yue sighed softly. This child has not been deeply involved in the world. Because of his beauty and a little cleverness, he acts recklessly and alone, but lacks the courage to take responsibility and face difficulties. I am afraid that he will suffer hardship in the future.

He bent down and stroked his hair lightly, and said, "How do you know I don't understand?"

Although I haven't experienced it myself, everything this body has experienced is deeply engraved in Chang Yue's mind.He will never forget the horrible withdrawal reaction.

Ye Zhizhe stopped talking all of a sudden, and looked at him nervously.

They have a common secret, and at that moment, their souls meet each other, like partners who have trekked together through hardships.

"Go, hold on, I will pick you up later. I promised you before that I would teach you how to trade stocks." Chang Yue whispered in his ear.

He wanted to cry again, but Ye Zhizhe finally held back his tears and nodded.

Fat Brother and Chang Yue nodded, got into the co-pilot, and the car started silently.

Standing at the entrance of the resplendent hotel, Chang Yue knew that all this had fallen into the eyes of Ying Shengjiang's bodyguards, or had already reported it.

He stood by the side of the street and slowly finished a cigarette.

The street lamp stretched his shadow very long, Chang Yue stared at another figure who appeared on the ground who did not know when, and said flatly: "I didn't expect to meet here."

In fact, it was no coincidence that Wu Dao's home was in Beijing, and he should have thought of it long ago that he had to go home to visit his parents after finishing the mission outside.

Moreover, this kind of hotel was supposed to be a gathering place for celebrities in the capital, so the meeting between the two of them was really not a "coincidence".

"How is the task completed?" He continued to ask, suddenly thinking of the extra scar on Wu Dao's eyebrows and eyes.

From the corner of the eye to the lower part of the temple, there are such deep marks, but there is no death or blindness. It is very lucky.

Just that one glance made him unable to look any longer, so he could only run away with Ye Zhizhe.

Chang Yue has never been so cowardly in his entire life, he was so irritable, he raised his hand and stopped the taxi: "If it's all right, then I want to go, the market will open tomorrow morning, I..."

Suddenly, the force coming from behind made him take a step back uncontrollably, and then he was completely restrained and walked into the hotel.

Chang Yue hated the situation where he was incapable of action the most, so he got angry and opened his mouth to curse: "Wu Dao, you bastard! What did I tell you at the time, did you hear the dog's stomach go? Killing the dog is addictive!" Don't you? Want to pretend too?

I told you earlier, we're done!It's your fate that you didn't die in Yiming, I wish you a long life, but don't look in front of my eyes..."

"Mr. Wu..." The hotel manager walked towards him, staring dumbfounded at the scene in front of him: a thin man with a handsome appearance, but the words he uttered were unbearable. Go forward, no matter what you can't break free.

Wu Dao's face was gloomy, and he said: "Open me a room."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chang Yue's scolding went further, from scolding with some leeway to scolding in the whole process, those who didn't know thought that he had some blood feud with Wu Dao.

The manager could clearly see that Chang Yue was being coerced, but as a martial artist, he didn't dare to meddle in his own business even if he lent him a hundred courage, so he could only turn a deaf ear to it.

Wu Dao got the room card and restrained Chang Yue all the way to the elevator.

"Fuck-you-"

His voice was suddenly blocked, and his back slammed into the elevator wall, kissing his lips eagerly and eagerly, Chang Yue froze for a moment, and then, he was captured.

The familiar breath came overwhelming in an instant, occupying every inch of his breath.

The elevator arrived with a "ding", and the two separated unsteadily.

Wu Dao's lips still lingered on the corner of his mouth, and finally buried his head in the socket of his neck, the scar at the corner of his eye touched Chang Yue's skin, abrupt and distinct, he said: "I miss you very much."

At this time, Chang Yue also regained his composure. Hearing those words, his muscles tensed up, and then he pushed away Wu Dao: "Don't hold the elevator, others still want to sit."

The high-rise corridors of the hotel were empty, the corridors were covered with soft carpets, and there were half-person-high vases placed on both sides. Chang Yue led the way and asked Wu Dao, "What is the number of your room?"

Wu Dao opened the door silently.

A suite, the door of the room is facing the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, the city of Beijing is dark at night, and the ancient city is falling asleep.

But none of them had time to enjoy the night view.

Chang Yue quickly glanced at each room, then loosened his tie with his left hand, walked quickly to Wu Dao, rubbed the opponent's waist with his right hand and stretched out his hand, locked the door behind him, and grabbed Wu Dao's hair from behind. —

The man's hair is much longer than when he was in Fengzhen, and the blue scalp is no longer visible.

Chang Yue lowered his head and kissed him straight up.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a flame igniting in the air, making a crackling sound.

Except for the first kiss between the two, Chang Yue has never been so active before. Such an initiative is like a spark that ignites fuel, as if it can immediately spark a raging fire.

This is incomparably true, and also incomparably hopeless. When the love gets deeper, it is always a second of heaven and a second of hell, entangled and chased until death.

The two entangled their lips and tongues, rubbed each other's bodies, stumbled into the bedroom, and fell on the bed.

Bu Dao's hand reached in from under his shirt, the calluses on his hand were very rough, and he touched Chang Yue's skin heavily, like some kind of torture that made people happy and painful.

Chang Yue raised his head impatiently and closed his eyes tightly.

"Did I hurt you?" Wu Dao asked nervously.

Hearing his words, Chang Yue half opened his watery eyes, shook his head, then tried his best to stand up, and kissed the scar at the corner of Wu Dao's eyes.

The kiss was light and moist, like a butterfly about to fall, gently flapping its wings on the person's finger.

Martial arts suddenly became harder.

He pressed the person he loved deeply on the bed, and the two took off each other's clothes as quickly as possible, just as Bu Dao's hand touched a certain place, he suddenly retracted sensitively.

"Don't." Chang Yue said softly in the confusion, "Don't pay attention to that."

Wu Dao couldn't even think about what this sentence meant, for fear that he would lose control.

Chang Yue was lying on the bed, his shirt had been thrown somewhere long ago, his skin was messily wrapped in the white sheets, but his body looked whiter and more delicate.

This body makes Wu Dao think about it so much, it is unforgettable, even at the moment of death, he will still think of it.

He didn't know that love has such a powerful power, so strong that it can make people forget about life and death, and have no fear of ghosts and gods.

He devoutly pressed the kiss on Chang Yue's chest, as if kissing his unique god.

Chang Yue's hand caressed his back, and he frowned as if suffering pain: "Do it quickly, don't dawdle."

Then, he left a word in Wu Dao's ear.

With just this sentence, the atmosphere in the room suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Wu Dao quickly turned over and got off the bed, throwing the sheet on Chang Yue.

His expression and words were ruthless: "Chang Yue, don't even think about such a thing."

Chang Yue laughed unsurprisingly. He sat up from the head of the bed, took out a cigarette from the scattered underwear on the other side of the bed, lit it and said, "You are not young anymore, why are you still so childish?"

Wu Dao's expression was still cold, and he didn't answer his words.

Chang Yue watched him put on clothes one by one, the muscles on his body were smooth and tense, like a perfectly carved sculpture, but it was a pity that the sculpture had intertwined scars and clearly identifiable new injuries.

He whistled: "What? Still don't agree to me? Then I'll find someone else, Ying Shengjiang is still downstairs."

"you dare?!"

Wu Dao was suddenly enraged, threw him back on the bed, pinched his chin with his hands: "Go find him and try!"

Chang Yue looked indifferent, turned his body sideways and continued to smoke, and said: "This is your fault, if you don't go up yourself and don't let others go up, you are too cruel, have I offended you?"

Every sentence he said was too much, and every sentence was short of words, Wu Dao almost gritted his teeth, wishing to swallow the life in front of him, so that he could never go out to fool around again.

But Wu Daoxiang thought so, but he knew clearly in his heart that he pinched Chang Yue's chin hand carefully, it just looked cruel, but it didn't hurt at all.

This realization made him feel very hopeless.

After a while, Chang Yue didn't make further progress, he finally let go of his hand: "I was wrong about what happened in Yiming before."

Chang Yue gave him a mocking look: "Don't apologize, baby, you made me look down on you like this.

Moreover, you are not wrong, in Yiming we just parted ways.You made your choice, I made mine, no one is sorry for anyone else. "

Putting on his clothes, Wu Dao sat on the edge of the bed and looked into his eyes: "But you love me, otherwise you wouldn't..."

"Yes yes yes, I love you, I loved you before." Chang Yue said impatiently, "But now I don't love anymore, we have made different choices, I will not love someone who is destined to be different from me , so I give up.

For me, this is a very simple matter.You know, I've loved a lot of people. "

After Wu Dao listened to his words, he looked into his eyes and said calmly: "For example, when you are not your current self?"

Chang Yue was taken aback, and then smiled with relief: "You know it all? How did you guess it?"

Before driving to Yiming, Wu Dao bid farewell to him, saying "No matter where you come from, who you are".At that time, Chang Yue realized that Wu Dao had actually discovered the problem of his identity.

Because he never intended to hide anything, Chang Yue actually left many loopholes.

Things like "suddenly being able to drive a car" and being able to "predict floods" are minor problems. The sudden change in personality is the most obvious, but they are all covered up because of the emotional entanglement between Chang Yue's original owner and Ying Shengjiang.

Even Ying Shengjiang thought that Chang Yue's sudden personality change was caused by too much emotional injury.

Only those who spend time with Chang Yue day and night like Wu Dao will know that this is not the case at all.

"A lot," Wu Dao replied, "I've asked. You never smoked before. You haven't learned to drive either. You obey Sheng Jiang's words and love him very much."

Chang Yue smiled with the corner of his mouth crooked: "How do you know that I don't love you now?"

Seeing that Wu Dao was about to get angry again, he hurriedly comforted him: "Go on."

Wu Dao: "And I've seen the words in the book you gave Rong Fan. The first page is your original font, but the font has changed a lot. It's completely different."

Chang Yue nodded.

"Also, you took me to that house to burn incense. You didn't burn it for your parents, you..."

Wu Dao didn't go on talking.

"Burn it for me." Chang Yue finished the sentence, "A very wonderful deduction, Mr. Holmes!"

If possible, Wu Dao really wanted to gag this guy.

"You are very confident in your judgment of the future, whether it's land prices or anything else. You said that Brother Fat is the best person for you, and I doubted it at the time..."

Chang Yue thought of many flaws, but he didn't expect that what he said casually at that time would be deeply remembered by Wu Dao, and it became the evidence to prove his identity now.

"Excellent. Mr. Holmes, can I have an autograph?"

"Okay, okay," Chang Yue saw Wu Dao's expression and had to raise his hands in surrender, "I won't say anything."

The two were silent for a moment before Chang Yue spoke again: "No matter what you say, what I just said will never change."

Wu Dao didn't make a sound, just covered him with a quilt, turned off the light, and lay back beside him.

Although they have been in close contact, this is the first time that the two share the same bed. In Beijing, in the hometown of Wu Dao, it is also the place where Chang Yue fought in his previous life.

Wu Dao looked at the back of him lying on his side, although the grief in his heart was unbearable, but the sweetness of reality hit him again.

All this was like being in a dream, so that he couldn't even think of brushing shoulders with death in the icy water.

The man who woke him up when he was dying was by his side, and even death was worth it.

Chang Yue felt hot gazes wandering behind him, he sighed silently, and finally closed his eyes heavily.

Wu Dao was also tired. He returned to Fengzhen from the south, and then rushed to Beijing from Fengzhen. He finally found the person he missed. , he said, "Let's just leave it at that, without feelings."