Rebirth: Chasing Seniors

Not that this quirky organization has a fine tradition of having a New Year's Eve reunion dinner.

It's just a regular meeting for new members to join, and Ying Yuzhi is a new member.

Before coming out, Li Tingyun asked Ying Yuzhi what was wrong, his face full of worry.

Ying Yuzhi could only promise him: "I will definitely be back before New Year's Eve."

Thinking of this, it seemed as if he could still see Li Tingyun's trusting but worried eyes before he left.

No matter how thoughtful he is, he will still worry those who love him.

Everything is unforgettable, and it is only a short moment in my mind when I recall it.

Fortunately, he and Li Tingyun still have many happy memories, which can reappear in his mind repeatedly, supporting him through this boring night.

At the end of the corridor, the memory ends.

A stone door appeared in front of the eyes, the breath in the lungs was slowly squeezed out, bringing out a thin cloud of smoke, and it arrived.

He pushed open the door, and the first thing that caught his eye was a huge oil painting, which was so tall and huge that he raised his head, exhausted his eyes, and could only see a part of the oil painting, that is, the lower legs of the characters in the painting. The hem of the clothes shrouded in thick blue clouds and mist should be a very mysterious figure, or a god.

He only glanced at the painting, and then began to gaze at the realm under the curved stone.

The side facing him—that is, the stone wall on which the canvas was hung was filled with light, illuminating the entire space.Ying Yuzhi thought to himself, that should be the effect of fluorite.

There is a huge round table in the mountain room, which can be turned over to completely cover the green lawn outside his small building.

How the table moved in.Ying Yuzhi can think of ten ways in an instant, but none of them can guarantee that the table will not be damaged at all.

Apart from the narrow stone door behind him, there seemed to be no other exits from this stone room, which he found inconceivable.

There were a few people sitting scattered around the edge of the table, wearing strange masks.They also wore human clothes, with two legs and two hands, just like him.

Ying Yuzhi raised an eyebrow, with a hint of indifference, or lack of interest.

Those people seemed to turn their heads to look at him, but they didn't speak.

He picked an empty chair at the end and sat down, quietly and casually looking at it.

On the front seat of the round table, there is a special tall and wide chair, which seems to be the leader of the organization.

Excluding those who are already seated, there are still 23 vacant seats around the round table with a huge gap. Want to chat with each other?Unless your neck is two meters longer.

A mask slid over the table in front of him.

Ying Yuzhi looked along the trajectory and saw a member next to him with an apricot mask. He nodded to Ying Yuzhi and motioned him to put it on.

That was the doctor who implanted him with the chip in the United States-this was judged by the brain in an instant.

He put on a mask to cover his face tightly, leaving only two holes for his eyes.

Later, many masked people came one after another, sitting at the round table in twos and threes, and everyone seemed to have no interest in him.

It was already ten o'clock at night, and the stone room was very quiet, and no one spoke.

Leaders come last, and this is the sole prerogative of leaders.

It is said to be a banquet, but in fact there is no food on the table.

Nothing fancy from start to finish.

It was like a silent prayer meeting, all kinds of monsters sat there lazily, and occasionally a few people spoke, but it was just some cold jokes or ironic sentences.

Ying Yuzhi stared straight at the leader.The black and monotonous mask concealed the mysterious face under the cold iron, and he placed his pleasing figure firmly in the heavy chair.

The opponent's pair of muscles are well-proportioned, but slightly slender arms, what kind of strength can be squeezed out.

This is the person he had carefully calculated in his mind many years ago.

The leader slightly bent down to look at his members, silently, his left arm was carelessly resting on the dark relief armrest, and his white gloved hand was clasped against the mask-covered cheek, using the most idle The inclination angle and the most comfortable posture folded the legs, which is a kind of self-confidence that has enough power to control the world with a wave of the hand.

Ying Yuzhi let out a breath of cold air as if slowly and loosely.

If the leader of the tenth color is his fourth brother, then what else does he need to worry about?

Does he even feel proud?Hmm, that's probably how it feels...

The leader finally spoke softly: "May my lovely members be one year older." The voice seemed to be talking to himself, and it seemed to be whispering to everyone.

Absolutely hateful charm.

"Ye Huo, stop!" Ye Qun's scolding almost caused the chandelier in the living room to shake, and also made Ye Huo at the door shake in his heart, and stopped in his tracks.

"What does Ying Chuanhao mean? You don't stay at home on New Year's Eve, go to Ying's house for a New Year's Eve dinner? Others' family reunion, why are you going to join in the fun?" Ye Qun sat on the sofa with a gloomy face, thinking of his brother and Ying Chuan Hao's matter, he was so angry.

Ye Huo lowered his head, Ye Qun was right, he really didn't know what he was going to join in the fun, New Year's Eve should be a day for family reunion, but he had no reason not to listen to Ying Chuanhao's words.

Ye Qun's voice was as slow as possible, but his anger became more prominent: "Did you go to post on New Year's Eve? How did you let Ying's family think of you? What capacity did you sit with the master? Have you thought about these issues?"

Although Ye Huo said that he was afraid of his brother in his heart, he had the courage to refute at this time: "I have thought about these issues, but Ying Chuanhao did this to give me an upright identity?"

"Dignified..." Ye Huo laughed angrily, his voice became louder and even trembling: "What a dignified! Your identity is the young master of the Ye family! You are a man! You can like a man, but you don't need others to tell you Those messy identities of yours! Ying Chuanhao, he..."

"I don't think I'm good enough for him!" Ye Huo's sudden words, in a low tone, made Ye Qun stunned on the spot.

"Brother, I really don't think I'm good enough for him..." Ye Huo took two steps back, sat on the floor behind him, leaning on the back of the sofa, with a forced smile: "...I know I'm the Ye family." My young master, but everything in the Ye family is the work of my parents and you, I just sit back and enjoy it, not to mention that the Ye family is a bit far behind compared to the Ying family..." He smiled wryly: "I didn't take this The capital to show off, if you talk about other things, since I was a child, I can't do anything except play basketball. I was so stupid that I even fell down when I walked, but Ying Chuanhao, he..."

He paused: "Even if I don't say it, you know how good Ying Chuanhao is... In fact, he is not a genius in Ying's family. He has worked ten times harder than others secretly and worked ten times harder than others, but you You know, these days, I can always find his advantages... I think, how extraordinary he is, but I am afraid in my heart, because the better and more outstanding he is, the worse I will appear The more ordinary he is, but I love him more and more under this gap."