Yuji hits the big boss

The next morning Song Xiaochen brought flowers and tributes to the cemetery. Because of his leg injury, he had to sit cross-legged on the floor with a newspaper, muttering words that only he could hear clearly. When he is alone, he is really relaxed, no outsiders come to disturb him, and he temporarily forgets everything in the world.

After staying for a while, it suddenly began to drizzle. The weather was fine when I went out, so I didn't bring an umbrella, but now Song Xiaochen felt a little regretful. Fortunately, it was still only a drizzle, and he wanted to stay longer before leaving.

Some people, if there is fate, God will keep pushing them together abruptly.Like now.

Zhou Yuan used an umbrella to cover the burning Yuanbao paper money in front of his mother's tomb.He doesn't go back to China much every year, so he doesn't always catch up with his mother's memorial day, and he always comes to sacrifice when he is free.

After the sacrifice, when the mother straightened up, she suddenly found a young man sitting cross-legged in front of a cemetery obliquely above him, sitting with his back to him, with a thin figure and a very solemn black suit, his profile could be seen, facing him The tombstone in front of him murmured.

The photo on the tombstone is a beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, and there is a large bunch of white flowers in front of it. There are no chrysanthemums in this season, so I don’t know what kind of white flowers it is.

Raindrops fell on the man's body and face, gradually getting wet, he didn't seem to be aware of it, and kept talking to himself.

Zhou Yuan felt that figure was very familiar, and then remembered, isn't that Song Xiaochen, he should be in the hospital because of his injuries, why did he come here?He also came to pay homage to his relatives?Who is that girl?

No matter how rich a person is or how big a boss is, there is a possibility of gossip.Zhou Yuan was not a gossip person at first, but the person in front of him was a familiar face, and he still had a little compassion for him, so he couldn't help but took a few steps forward and stood behind Song Xiaochen.

Song Xiaochen was very wet, but he didn't get up. Zhou Yuan couldn't help but move the umbrella forward to cover the two people's heads.

Song Xiaochen felt that the rain on the top of his head had suddenly broken. Looking up, there was a huge black umbrella covering his head. When he turned his head, he saw a tall man standing behind him, um, I know him, we just met yesterday.

Song Xiaochen really didn't know Zhou Yuan well, so he didn't know what to say, he just said thank you, stood up and wanted to walk, but his foot injury still hurt badly, and his limping affected his walking speed quite a bit.

The two were basically strangers, and Zhou Yuan had no reason to follow, so he just watched Song Xiaochen limping away.The cold rain and the whole atmosphere of the cemetery made him feel a little sadness wrapped around Song Xiaochen.

He followed Song Xiaochen far away and walked slowly.

Zhou Yuan looked back at his mother's tombstone, and his mother's kind and beautiful smiling face was still smiling at him.There is also the fact that there are deceased relatives, which made Zhou Yuan feel that he and the man in front of him felt a little sympathetic, so he took a few steps forward and said: "Your foot is injured, I will see you off."

Song Xiaochen looked at Zhou Yuan in surprise and said, "Thank you Boss Zhou, but I can go by myself."

Being rejected, Zhou Yuan wasn't that disappointed. Men are not that delicate in the first place. Song Xiaochen said no, so he walked forward with an umbrella, ignoring the person behind him.

Song Xiaochen crouched and crouched until he finally reached the gate, and then squatted down to take a breath.

Probably because of the rain, there were almost no people at the door, and there were no taxis. The bus stop was still some distance away, and his feet could no longer walk.

Song Xiaochen looked up at the raindrops that were still falling from the sky, and roared in his heart: You are a fucking idiot. When someone offers to take you for a ride, you refuse. Isn't it your motto to take advantage of the sky and strike with lightning?Where has all the savvy gone!

He wanted to slap himself because he was in a bad mood, he forgot to read the weather forecast and he forgot to bring an umbrella, and now he is still acting brave, he never does such things, the only time he did it was retribution,

His face was covered with water and he roared in his heart for a long time, looking around, only three or two private cars stayed quietly in the rain.

Unable to wait any longer, Song Xiaochen had no choice but to walk towards the nearest bus stop with a limp, and stopped after a few steps, looking very embarrassed.

Suddenly a black car slid up to him and stopped, the window was lowered, and Zhou Yuan's face was revealed: "Get in the car!"

Although the tone was very gentle, Song Xiaochen felt that his face looked like he was holding back a smile, and he deserved a damned beating, but at this time Song Xiaochen didn't care about being serious, and hurriedly limped to the co-pilot's side to open the door car.

The car started slowly and drove through the rain curtain at a very steady speed. The rain was getting heavier and heavier.

The closed car windows and the rain curtain outside the window almost cut off the sound of the outside world. The noise of the heavy rain faintly transmitted into the car, and the wipers swung from side to side regularly, making the car even quieter. Two strangers in this situation It was a little embarrassing, so Zhou Yuan turned on the music, and the soft and soothing piano music flowed out, and it was much better now.

But the music turned into the background sound after a while, which was still very embarrassing.

Song Xiaochen couldn't help it anymore, he was a person who couldn't be silent, and he was a hitchhiker with someone else, so he didn't say anything, he felt that it couldn't be justified, so he stammered: "Well, what? , Mr. Zhou, I have not apologized to you for dirtying your living room last year."

Zhou Yuan glanced at him, pursed his lips and said, "It's okay, the third child wiped it clean last time. You were injured last year too, did he do it?" He still remembered the figure of Song Xiaochen running away last time, It was very ridiculous, but at that time he could see that his foot was injured, and thinking about it now, it was a bit pitiful, so the expression on Zhou Yuan's face was very gentle at this time.

Song Xiaochen observed the words and expressions, secretly delighted, why does Zhou Yuan look nothing like his perverted brother?It looked scary on the surface, with a frightening aura, but he had a good heart, so he climbed up the pole and replied: "Yes, I was surprised by him and fell down. This time I was hit by him again. I have no grudge against him." , Why does he keep getting on with me? You are his big brother, tell me and let him stay away from me, okay? Otherwise, I'm afraid my life will be lost."

You were beaten by his men last time, Zhou Yuan thought, his face turned dark, no matter how bad his relationship with Zhou Qingtian is, from the outside world, they are also brothers, Zhou Qingtian's bad reputation will also cause trouble He is the eldest brother, so Zhou Yuan frowned tightly and said: "I will teach him a lesson, you, do you want to go to the hospital?" Zhou Yuan is not very good at enlivening the atmosphere.

Song Xiaochen was flattered, he is a big boss, why is he so approachable?Not only driving him home, but also taking him to the hospital, this style of painting is not like what Zhou Yuan's cold and gloomy character can do!But that's what people do.

Song Xiaochen frowned, lowering his head and thinking about whether he should take advantage of it.

Song Xiaochen is very handsome, leaning lazily on the car seat, with his head hooked, his long black eyebrows slightly frowned, his eyelashes with layers of mist hanging down to cover his vivid and deep eyes, his side face seems to be slightly sad , this scene caught Zhou Yuan's eyes, it was very...beautiful.

In fact, if Zhou Yuan knew that Song Xiaochen was considering whether to take advantage of him, he would probably vomit blood, and would not think about beauty anymore.

Song Xiaochen thought about it for a while, and thought that he should be honest, and he should not do things that are not his own style, so he resolutely chose - go to the hospital.

Song Xiaochen went to the same hospital that he went to yesterday, and the middle-aged doctor who saw him, so the doctor gave him a sharp lesson for his behavior of not caring about his body, saying that his script was not serious, and now the second injury , It was much more serious than last time, and I had to rest for a while before I could go to the ground.

Coming out of the hospital, Song Xiaochen had a bitter face and didn't know what to say. He still wanted to go to a film festival in a few days. Many celebrities and big names, including Zhang Qi, would also go. Maybe he would catch some hot news, but Now……

Seeing him bending over and touching his feet, Zhou Yuan seemed to be in pain, so he asked, is there anyone in your family?I will take you back.

Song Xiaochen said: "I am full and the whole family is not hungry."

Zhou Yuan obviously raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, almost startling Song Xiaochen.

Zhou Yuan said indifferently: "If no one takes care of you, your feet will hurt even more. Why don't you go to my place, and I have a nanny who can take care of you."

Song Xiaochen was so scared that he almost stepped down the steps, stopped quickly and said, "No need, you are so busy, I have neighbors, and they take good care of me, hehe~" In order to prove that he was telling the truth, he called Grandma Li After making a phone call, Grandma Li heard that Song Xiaochen was so angry that she almost scolded him outside, so she hurriedly asked Li Xiao to pick him up. Song Xiaochen said no, and he went back soon. Grandma Li babbled a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Zhou Yuan saw that he was indeed taken care of, so he didn't force him, sent him to Fulin Community and left.

With Li Xiao's support, Song Xiaochen entered the door and sat on the sofa to wipe off his cold sweat. Why did he think this big boss was so abnormal?Live at his house?joke!He didn't want to fall into Zhou Qingtian's hands again. Although he didn't see Zhou Yuan's intentions, at least Zhou Qingtian's place was definitely a trap, and he took the initiative to jump into it. That's something a fool would do.

In fact, he really misunderstood Zhou Yuan. What Zhou Yuan wanted was to let Song Xiaochen live in his own place, not Zhou's villa.

Zhou Yuan didn't know why he did this, anyway, he felt that the little man was a bit pitiful.Probably seeing Song Xiaochen's fragile appearance in the cemetery softened Zhou Yuan's always cold heart for a moment, so he blurted out the words of letting him live in his own house. In fact, for two strangers, It's really inappropriate to do this.

Zhou Yuan also misunderstood Song Xiaochen. In fact, he really didn't feel that he was as fragile as Zhou Yuan thought. It was just because of the injury that he was a little hurt. When his body recovered, he was still alive and kicking.

Realizing his mistake, Zhou Yuan quickly left the place almost ashamed.

He is used to a rigorous and even cold thinking mode, but today he said such irrational words by accident, which really puzzled him.The more I think about it, the hotter my body becomes. It's still spring, why is it so hot so early?

Zhou Yuan returned to his villa, handed over the car to the worker, quickly entered the room, threw off his clothes and went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet to the maximum, washed his scorching body with ice-cold water, recalling the appearance of that little man in the rain , the camera was slowly playing back in front of his eyes, the raindrops slid down on that handsome face with smooth lines, the smooth skin, the deep eyes, and the tightly pursed light-colored lips, Zhou Yuan could even recall that the starting point of the raindrops was like fog When staying on Song Xiaochen's eyelashes, those slightly rolled up eyelashes trembled slightly with tiny water droplets, scratching Zhou Yuan's heart like little claws, Zhou Yuan only had one feeling in his heart at this moment: itching...

His body suddenly felt a little strange, and when he looked down, the little brother declared his existence majestically.

The feeling of that moment was such a surprise and ecstasy.

Zhou Yuan was so excited that he couldn't help himself, fearing that this long-lost feeling would be fleeting, he didn't care about the splashing of the water and dazzled his eyes, so he stretched out his hand to hold it with red eyes.The long-lost turbulent feeling quickly rushed up, he felt his whole body trembling, he could hardly stand up, and had to lean against the cold wall covered with snow-white tiles.

In order to experience this kind of happiness like ascending to the fairyland without any influence, Zhou Yuan closed his eyes and let the water flow hit his body. There was only one voice in his mind: Release!Unleash it!

The pleasure gradually intensified, like a huge torrent surging up and hitting Zhou Yuan's extremely lonely heart. This feeling is so fucking wonderful!

When the last blow from the waves knocked him down, Zhou Yuan roared and slid his body trembling along the cold wall onto the water-drenched ground...

Did God finally take care of him?

Zhou Yuan, who never believed in God, let the water flow hit his body at this moment, and prayed silently. If he was really saved, he would donate to a church.