Can you break it, buddy? [Travel]

At the dinner table later that night, although Sheng Zimo was eating, and chatting with Yan Jinxiao about everything that should be talked about in the past and present, but this young master Sheng was always in a daze.

Because everything is really too unreal!

Sheng Zimo felt that his head was getting hot, and his whole body was floating like stepping on a cotton-like cloud.

Listening to Yan Jinxiao's recounting of his experience of traveling through the years of rebirth, Sheng Zimo's heart was full of turbulence, sadness, and many indescribable feelings. The feeling of gathering and mixing those dense emotions in his heart is really too hard to describe.

And after that, when Yan Jinxiao personally drove Sheng Zimo into his single-family villa in the suburbs in a luxurious Bentley Mulsanne, all of Sheng Zimo's unreal illusions did not fall to the ground because seeing is believing , but because I was too surprised, I felt like I was riding a rocket straight into outer space!

The villa has six floors on the ground and two floors underground. Just stepping in the door will make people mistakenly think that they have entered some kind of endless technological ecological park-intelligent high-end facilities, jungle-like lush green plants, leisure and entertainment surfing pools and so on.

The decoration of the villa is a modern and minimalist combination of white and silver metal, but when you go deep into it, the internal environment and facilities are practical and detailed, which matches the owner's abstinence and coquettish style.

"This...is this really your house?" Sheng Zimo looked around, swallowed, and said in disbelief, "Isn't this too big?"

The smart gate behind him closed automatically, Yan Jinxiao turned around, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Is this place enough for you to run around?"

Sheng Zimo pursed his lower lip and said nothing.

He and Song Mingyi used to have a small villa before crossing over, and two large flats in the urban area, but the sum of these residences is far from being as vast as Yan Jinxiao's villa.

Sheng Zimo even felt that his first words echoed.

"Do you live alone here?" Sheng Zimo asked.

Yan Jinxiao smiled: "Don't you still have you now." Walking closer, he raised his hand to stroke Sheng Zimo's cheek, "I usually don't live here, but I arrange for someone to clean it regularly."

Sheng Zimo was a little embarrassed, and blinked his big clear eyes: "Then where do you usually live?"

Yan Jinxiao: "Probably live in your heart."

Sheng Zimo's throat choked, he patted his big hand away from his cheek, and raised his voice: "I find that you are really good now—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly unstable, and his whole body fell into a generous and firm embrace.

Yan Jinxiao rubbed his chin against Sheng Zimo's neck, and said, "There is a suite near my company, and I usually live there." After a short pause, he continued, "This... it's a wedding room, I can't catch up with you. I didn’t intend to come and live here.”

Yan Jinxiao hugged him tightly, took a deep breath, and said, "It's really like a dream...Zimo, why do I still feel like I'm dreaming?"

In fact, this day has appeared in my mind too many times. I have fantasized about the life with you countless times, whether it is in my previous life or in the past years - the only thing I miss is really only you Shengzi Ink!

Sheng Zimo was tightly held in his arms, so tight that he couldn't even breathe, but after hearing those heartfelt confessions, what lingered in his heart was unspeakable sweetness.

After an unknown amount of time, Sheng Zimo deliberately rubbed his head against Yan Jinxiao's chin, and said, "The hug is too tight, I can't breathe."

Yan Jinxiao let go and looked directly at Sheng Zimo—their eyes were filled with indescribable affection and smiles.

Yan Jinxiao said, "Are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, go to sleep. If you are not sleepy, I will show you around."

Sheng Zimo raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said playfully, "Then I will reluctantly follow Comrade Xiao Yan to visit."

Yan Jinxiao suddenly pinched the chin of the person in front of him, and deliberately asked with a straight face: "What did you call me?"

Sheng Zimo was pinched so that his white teeth were exposed, but his eyes were full of smiles. He pouted and said, "What's the matter? Comrade Xiao Yan?"

"Comrade Xiao Yan, if you have any difficulties in work and life in the future, even if you tell the organization, the organization may not necessarily solve it for you, but you can listen to it reluctantly. Hey Comrade Xiao Yan, did you hear me? Comrade Xiao Yan—— "

At the last moment when "Comrade Xiao Yan" blurted out, Sheng Zimo took advantage of the unpreparedness and patted the hand hanging on his chin. With a clever effort, he broke away from Yan Jinxiao and walked up the stairs in a few steps.

Yan Jinxiao was annoyed, and immediately chased after him. He pressed against the wall at the corner of the stairs, kissed him hard enough, and finally gave up.

There are dozens of luxury cars of all kinds in the underground parking lot of the villa. Sheng Zimo didn't count them as if "Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden".

The stadium and the gym are all high-tech interactive operations of artificial intelligence, not to mention how exciting it is to use.

All kinds of AI-intelligent suites on the ground, surfing sauna, starry sky cinema, VR game room and other living and entertainment facilities are beyond imagination.

At a certain moment during the visit, Sheng Zimo, who has excellent facilities, even thought that he had traveled to a distant future after 2022.

"Damn it!" Sheng Zimo exclaimed, "Is this really 2012? If you tell me it's 2042, I'll believe it!"

Yan Jinxiao came over with two glasses to drink, handed Sheng Zimo a cup, and said, "Girls are marrying into rich families, you are so excited."

Sheng Zimo took the drink and said with a smile, "Fuck you."

"But having said that, Comrade Xiao Yan, you have been engaged in IT and investment all these years..." Sheng Zimo scratched his chin, "I see the equipment in your house, I think it is obviously more than that..."

"Let me guess..." he continued, "Comrade Xiao Yan, have you already started with big data, blockchain, artificial intelligence, etc.?"

Yan Jinxiao leaned on the bar with his elbows, stared at the people for a long time, puffed his cheeks, and said, "You have the guts to call me 'Comrade Xiao Yan' again?"

Sheng Zimo laughed while drinking something.

Yan Jinxiao raised the corners of his lips and stared at the person fiercely: "Call me husband, and I will tell you if you call me husband."

Sheng Zimo put his drink on the bar, rolled his eyes, and said in a long voice, "Old—"

As soon as the word "old" was blurted out, he ran away, raising his tone as he ran:

"Old man!"

"Old shameless!"

"Irregular!"

……

The result was - that night, Yan Jinxiao asked someone to call "husband" in various tones all night in the bedroom.

Of course, Yan Jinxiao also kept his promise. Later, he not only told Sheng Zimo in detail about the traditional IT industry, investment industry, entertainment industry and many other industries that his company is involved in, but also told him that the company is currently exploring VR, AR, artificial intelligence, etc. In many fields such as intelligence, some achievements have also been made.

And these, until he woke up the next day, Sheng Zimo still had a sense of illusion that he couldn't wake up from the big dream.

Until he saw a service robot dining car, slowly transporting a rich breakfast into the room, and parked firmly beside the bed, making a gentle voice like a stewardess——

Sheng Zimo finally believed everything when he "invited the hostess to dinner".

But the sound of "hostess" made Sheng Zimo completely depressed. He raised his voice, rushed to the shower room and said, "Hey, I said you... you set up a 'universe invincible super handsome guy' That's fine too! What kind of 'hostess'? I'm a man!"

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Yan Jinxiao pushed the door out—this guy has broad shoulders and narrow waist, strong muscles, and a good figure that cannot be described by such dull words as "beautiful eyes".

A large white towel was hung around his neck, and he was wearing a pair of sporty black pants. When he walked to the bedside, he pinched Sheng Zimo's chin and said in a low voice, "What'eh'."

"Forgot to call me again? Huh?" He smiled slyly, and his voice was playful, "Do you need to...give you a long memory?"

Sheng Zimo choked his throat, his cheeks felt a little burning instantly, and when the evasive eyes met the deep eyes in front of him - he sighed unrequitedly, lowered his voice, and uttered nasally. Said: "Master Brain."

"What?" Yan Jinxiao raised the volume a little, "I didn't hear you clearly."

Sheng Zimo pursed his lips, unable to get angry, he rolled over from the bed and said loudly: "Husband, husband, husband... is it alright?"

As for the three words "bastard", he just cursed heavily in his heart, he really didn't have the guts to provoke the bastard in front of him again.

Yan Jinxiao looked at his wife condescendingly, and was very satisfied with the latter's performance as a "teachable child".

And at this moment, Sheng Zimo happened to catch a glimpse of the bruises all over his body with his downcast eyes, he was really... really almost had a heart attack!

He didn't say a word until eating, he used his eyes to create an invisible low pressure, and taught the bastard opposite him a profound lesson.

"What? What kind of eyes do you have?" Yan Jinxiao raised the corners of his lips, and spread blueberry sauce on the bread leisurely.

He didn't meet the sharp eyes in front of him, but continued: "When I was watching the animal world, I heard that primates begged for joy, just your expression now."

He faintly smiled: "If you keep staring at me like this—"

Sheng Zimo's breath stagnated, and he immediately raised a bright smile like a sunflower: "Hey, you are really... you are not allowed to take a errand to think about your own thoughts." Like a chameleon possessed, he continued wittily, "Oh, this crab noodle steamed bun is amazing! I just think it's so delicious that I forget about it."

Yan Jinxiao curled his lips to look at the person.

Sheng Zimo gave a thumbs up to the person in front of him, and praised him again and again: "I said husband, if I hold your thigh from now on, can I just eat and die with peace of mind?"

Yan Jinxiao ate bread and drank milk, and said, "You can do whatever you want, as long as you are happy."

"If you want to stay at home, you can stay at home. Tell me what you need and what you want to play. If you are not satisfied with the equipment here, you can change it according to your wishes."

"I don't like this, I'll send someone to take you to see the house and buy it according to your wishes."

"If you're bored, I'll arrange for you if you want to work, or invest in you if you want to start a business. It's up to you."

Sheng Zimo just stuffed a small steamed bun into his mouth and didn't even bother to chew it. His eyes widened suddenly when he heard the sound, and he hurriedly said with a vague voice: "You..."

Being stuck, he didn't speak quickly, copied the lemonade and ate it, and immediately said, "Why do you make me feel like I'm being pampered?"

"Brother, isn't that too exaggerated?"