Embrace the three views and dismantle them

The country he chose was always cloudy and rainy, as if the whole city was shrouded in a net made of drizzle. His parents had proposed other countries before, but he rejected them with a smile.

Although it is always rainy here, it has a strong historical and cultural atmosphere. Sometimes a street, a wall and a building carry hundreds of years of history. Buyu likes this kind of fading flashy, with a continuous luxury era. He doesn't really like cities with charm, places that are too straightforward and too lively, let alone similar countries with a long history and the source of art, enough for him to study hard for several lifetimes.

The day when the plane arrived was an exception. I don't know if it was a sign that life would no longer have anything to do with the script, and he would no longer be needed to play a scheming man, as cheap as a clown.

Looking at the city outside the window of the plane, Buzhen smiled slightly.

After leaving the country, his script has been completed.

According to the original work, the original work also traveled to a foreign country, and did not mention a few more words after that.Then he can do whatever he wants abroad, completely unrestrained.

After leaving the airport, the city under the sun seems to be gilded with gold.It's really a season of luxuriant vegetation, with all kinds of flowers and trees in sight, and the window sills of many buildings and apartments are full of colorful flowers.

The car drove directly to the apartment I bought, and there were several big trees in front of the door. I don't know what species they were, and the flowers were blooming.And beside the wall are white and red oleanders, which have been plated with light, which is very beautiful.It may be that the old apartment has a historical atmosphere, but the new apartment is more convenient in terms of convenience. Mrs. Bu quickly overwhelmed Buyu's previous choice and chose a very modern apartment.All colors are new, and the color of the exterior wall looks extremely comfortable, without mottled and imprinted history.

"The environment here is very good." Bu Zhen smiled Mimi.

"En..." Brother Bu took out the wheelchair, and then carried his temporarily disabled brother into the wheelchair.

Fortunately, there is an elevator here. The apartment is large in size, with large floor-to-ceiling glass windows, bright and clean.The furniture is all new, and the part-time workers hired by Stepfather have also arrived and started tidying up.One side of the loft is all large glass, bright and cozy.

After tidying up for about half a day, the sky was a little dark, and the house was sorted out almost.There are quite a few rooms in the apartment, and it happens that several people can be accommodated properly.It's also rare for a family to go out like this. The next day, Bu Jin suggested going out for a walk regardless of his poor legs, but his father brutally shot the suggestion to death.

But then a few people still went to a nearby shopping mall and a nearby park by the way.Next to the park is the river, in which the white swans paddle leisurely on the water.Because of their busy schedules, Stepfather and Step Brother could only accompany Buzhen for a day or two. In these two days, they put down everything at hand and worked overtime all night no matter what was possible.

Not only Bu Jia, but Zhang Qiran also gave up their work.

After Wan Yan was injured, Zhang Qiran put down all the work at hand to stay by his side, and took him home when Wan Yan got better.This time Wan Yan did not refuse but returned to their home in silence.Zhao Anjiang was only one step too late, and saw that the hospital bed was empty.The beds have been made, and there are no personal items.The room is as clean as other special wards, just waiting for new patients to settle in.

No, there are still.The fruit he sent was put aside, and he didn't respond to it, and didn't move a bit.

He felt a little empty, knowing that there was no hope for him.

Standing in the empty white ward, Zhao Anjiang lowered his head and smiled wryly.

Sure enough, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take Zhang Qiran's place.Perhaps, he has to take a step back and return to the days of good friends, so that he can silently guard as before.

However, Zhao Anjiang had slight doubts in his heart, does Wan Yan really need his protection?

Is he just dispensable to Wan Yan?

He also has a little temper and a little arrogance.Before Wan Yan, he put down his self-esteem to please him, but in such a situation where he could not respond, Zhao Anjiang was unwilling to humiliate himself again.Since Wan Yan didn't need him, why did he have the cheek to come forward and ask for nothing?It's better... It's better to ask the student about his current situation.

I was worried about Wan Yan a few days ago, and he has not contacted him.I don't know how the other party is doing now. If I want to learn a language, I should go abroad soon.He should put his mind on other things instead of spinning around Wan Yan all day long.

A slight wind blew in through the window, making small waves on the curtains.Zhao Anjiang suddenly thought of the young man he saw that evening, with a smile that was not a smile, either happy or sad.

And it was as if he could see everything in his eyes, seeing clearly and thinking clearly, his eyes were cruelly clear.

Who could that person be?Zhao Anjiang was a little bit concerned that if he could meet again next time, if his heart would still be touched next time, he should ask for the contact information of the other party.

That look made him curious and want to continue to explore.

Apart from the hospital, I returned to the apartment where I lived together.It may be because of hitting his head, Wan Yan can only remember seeing a car hit him, and he can't remember what happened afterwards.The doctor said it might be fine in a few days.

This city always has more sunny days and less rain, and today is blue sky and white clouds, which makes people feel at ease.

"Are you still dizzy?" Seeing Wan Yan sitting on the sofa rubbing his temples, Zhang Qiran walked over worriedly, and said softly, "I'll call the family doctor."

"It's okay." Wan Yan shook his head, the Zhang family didn't like him very much, and asking Zhang Qiran to call the doctor would leave a bad impression on the Zhang family.

"Don't make me worry." Zhang Qiran kissed Wan Yan's forehead naturally. "Concussion will have sequelae, and I can feel more at ease if the doctor comes to see me."

"You don't have to think about anything else. I will definitely fight for the matter between you and me. I told my parents before that if they still disagree, I will go to another city with you." Zhang Qiran smiled, "They only have me like this." A son will not be willing to give up. When they are willing to accept you, they will slowly discover how good you are."

"Okay, so don't worry too much. I'll let the doctor come over first."

"Okay." It may be that he has passed the line of life and death, or he found that he can't forget Zhang Qiran at all. Wan Yan is also trying his best to correct his temper, instead of putting Zhang Qiran's concerns aside as coldly as before.

"Then I'll call the doctor now." Picking up the phone and making a call, the corners of Zhang Qiran's mouth curled up slightly as he spoke.He can feel the changes in his lover, and at the same time, he is also working hard to improve his own shortcomings.

When the two get along, they will always stumble.But if you are aware of the contradictions but do not adjust and correct them, the contradictions will accumulate deeper and deeper, and in the end, the quantitative changes will turn into qualitative changes, and the mess will be beyond control.If it wasn't for the breakup this time, if it wasn't for discovering his true heart, if it wasn't for seeing that truck speeding past, Zhang Qiran might not be able to know his heart for the rest of his life.

Maybe in a few years, he and Wan Yan will either become resentful couples or drift apart because of the backlog of conflicts.

Fortunately, everything is too late now, and nothing has happened yet.God knows that when he saw the truck, his heart almost stopped beating. If something happened to Wan Yan, he would never be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

"You have a good rest first. I also asked for leave from school for you." Zhang Qiran kissed his lover's forehead. "The doctor will be here in a while. By the way, the truck driver was also arrested. He was drunk and driving."

Originally, according to Zhang Qiran's personality, he absolutely had to take good care of the driver, but now Wan Yan needs to take care of him.At least wait until Wan Yan fully recovers before he finds someone to settle the score.

"En." Wan Yan frowned, hesitantly said, "I always feel... I forgot something very important."

A very, very important thing, but he couldn't remember it.

"Don't worry, didn't the doctor tell you that you will remember it in a few days. Don't worry now." Zhang Qiran said softly, "Your body comes first."

Wan Yan nodded, the phone was full of messages and some missed calls.Wan Yan slowly selected some replies. When he saw Zhao Anjiang's missed call, he did not reply, but sent a polite message on WeChat.

"It's okay, thank you for your concern." The unfamiliar and polite one seemed to be just an ordinary friend

He and Zhao Anjiang can only be ordinary friends in this life.

When the doctor came to check, he also said that Wan Yan was recovering and in good condition.Now as long as you take good care of yourself, you can return to the previous state, which also means that temporary amnesia is a normal phenomenon, and you will naturally remember it when you get better.

And it didn't take too much time to think about it. On a certain night, when everything was quiet and everyone was still, Wan Yan suddenly woke up from a dream. He sat up suddenly, his eyes were a little dazed.

Zhang Qiran also woke up, stroked his back, and asked softly, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

"I remembered, I remembered." In the dream, he saw the truck approaching, saw someone knock him away, and saw the man's face...

"What did you remember?" Zhang Qiran continued to speak reassuringly, "Can you tell me?"

"Someone saved me. Someone saved me." Wan Yan couldn't sleep any more. "It's Buzhen, it's Buzhen."

"What?" Zhang Qiran was taken aback, "Are you sure it's him?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure..." Zhang Qiran's subtle voice softened when he said this, "Are you sure he is saving you, not harming you?"

According to Buzhen's previous actions, Zhang Qiran can basically guess why he appeared near the school.It wasn't because he was upset in his heart, maybe he appeared sneakily because he wanted to find fault with Wan Yan.But when it comes to saving Wan Yan?

"Yes, I'm sure he saved me." At that time, he remembered very clearly that it was Bu Yan who took the risk to knock him away "If he wants to hurt me, he can hit me in the direction of the car, and It wasn't that he pushed me aside at the risk of his life. I can be sure of this, and I'm even more sure that he didn't have the slightest malice towards me at the time."

"Anyway, he saved me." Wan Yan was not scheming, but rather innocent.He will hate him because of what he did before.But now because of Buzheng who saved him, Wan Yan felt that what the young man did before was justifiable.It's just a little bit extreme and too persistent. On the other hand, if it is used in the right place, such as knowledge or research, it can also be regarded as a certain saving grace of youth.

"I remember that he was also hit by a car. He was closer to the car than me." Wan Yan was a little anxious, "Is he injured? How is he now?"

"Well, did you see him then?"

"I... I was anxious when I saw you unconscious, and rushed you to the hospital. I didn't pay attention to the situation next to me." Zhang Qiran confessed, "After a little inquiry about the situation at that time, I didn't mention Buzhen."

"I remember correctly, it must be him. Hurry up..." Looking at the time, it was only 3 o'clock in the morning.Calling at this time is not greeting but harassment.

"I'll ask tomorrow morning." Zhang Qiran volunteered.

"En." There is no other way but to wait.

The next two people did not fall asleep, and waited until the sky was getting brighter.Zhang Qiran called Buzhen early.

Unfortunately, it didn't work out.User is powered off.

Then he called Brother Bu, who hung up after the phone rang for a long time.