The husband and wife of a wealthy school

When Zhao Yan returned to the hotel, Yan Cheng was talking on the phone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in his pajamas with wet hair.

He put the food he had brought back on the table, and stood aside waiting for Yan Cheng to finish talking on the phone. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the shining night.

Yan Cheng held the mobile phone in his right hand, walked a few steps closer while talking with the other side, stretched out his left hand, put it on his shoulder, and hooked the person over to stick to his body.

The tip of the nose touched the soft white pajamas, and the floral fragrance of the rich shower gel rushed into the nostrils.

Intoxicating.

Yan Cheng hung up the phone and asked, "What did you buy?"

"They are all famous delicacies here. I don't know what you like to eat. Do you want to try it?" Zhao Yan looked at Yan Cheng with a smile and said, the face in front of him has become more and more attractive after years of precipitation.

He couldn't remember what Yan Cheng's face looked like on TV when he was 33 years old in his last life, it's been too long.As time passed, he became more and more absurdly suspicious that all the things in his last life were just a dream he had.

"This is roast duck. The roast duck in city B is famous all over the world. I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to eat it. I only bought one-third of it. This one is delicious. This is my favorite. This is Poria cocos pancake, Poria cocos is a kind of traditional Chinese medicine, which promotes water and dampness, invigorates the spleen, and calms the mind. It not only tastes good, but also nourishes the body and mind...." Zhao Yan took out everything from the plastic bag, put it on the table, and handed it to Yan Cheng make an introduction.

Yan Cheng picked up the chopsticks and tasted the donkey roll first, because Zhao Yan said he likes to eat this the most, "Why do you buy so many?"

"Because I don't know which one you like to eat, is it delicious?"

Yan Cheng's eating was still the same as before, with an elegant posture, chewing slowly, and looking at it was pleasing to the eye.

Yan Cheng: "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I had dinner at my tutor's house and I was full."

Yan Cheng: "I still prefer to eat your fried noodles."

"But this is a hotel room, no kitchen."

Yan Cheng: "Aren't you going to take a shower?"

Zhao Yan: "Go, go now, you eat slowly, I'll take a shower."

He didn't bring his pajamas. He came out in a hotel bathrobe after taking a shower. The hem of the bathrobe reached below his knees, there were no buttons, and there was a belt around his waist that could be tied up.

The belt tied around his waist makes it look like his waist is not full, which is very seductive.

The food on the table was only tasted a few sips, Yan Cheng sat on the sofa and slowly sipped a glass of red wine, ever since Zhao Yan came out, Yan Cheng's eyes had been glued to his waist and could not be removed.

"Why do you eat so little?" Zhao Yan went over to clean up the food on the table.

"Not too hungry."

"Why are you drinking again? I think you drink too much. You must restrain yourself, or it will hurt your stomach."

Yan Cheng: "I'm used to it, and I won't be able to change it for a while. Would you like to try it? This bottle of red wine is very good."

The red liquid in the wine glass, under the diamond-like ceiling, looks like a ripe pomegranate.Zhao Yan walked over, took a sip from the wine glass in Yan Cheng's hand, "It's sweet in the mouth and has a long aftertaste, isn't this wine expensive?"

Yan Cheng pulled the man onto his lap, lingering on his waist through the bathrobe.

"It doesn't matter whether it's expensive or not. The important thing is that this bottle is Luberon dry red in 09."

Zhao Yan sat straddling his lap very cooperatively, the bathrobe slid open from the slit, revealing half of his smooth thigh, Yan Cheng's hand slowly touched his leg from his waist.

Zhao Yan couldn't help moaning. He never knew that his body was so thirsty. It was like the land that had been dry for ten years. The long drought meets the rain.

If there is no more rain, he will die of thirst.

Zhao Yan's fingers inserted into Yan Cheng's thick hair, slowly slid down, slid across his cheeks, and touched his lips, the lips were very soft, not as cold and hard as his aura gave people, but incredibly soft.

"Yan Cheng, no matter before or now, I have always only liked you, and never had anyone else."

As soon as the words fell, the two couldn't wait to kiss each other fiercely.

From the couch all the way to the oversized hotel bed.

Cloud and rain.

Deep in love, Yan Cheng stretched from his collarbone to his neck, and then up, biting his ear and saying, "You will never leave me for the rest of your life."

"Don't leave... ah..." Zhao Yan couldn't make a tune, he felt that he was about to be tortured to death.

I don't know how long it has passed, and no one cares about how long it has passed. Later, I sweated a lot and tossed from the bed to the bathroom.

Yan Cheng hadn't come out of the bathroom yet, the sound insulation was so good that he couldn't even hear the sound of water flowing, it was extremely quiet.

Zhao Yan was half lying on the bed, his body was so soft that he didn't even bother to blink his eyelids, he was very tired, but his mind was unusually clear, without any sleepiness at all.

The room was filled with a fishy-sweet smell, he dragged his legs limp into noodles, got out of bed, opened half of the curtains, and opened a window.

In front of the window, the pot of flowers from the other side bloomed vigorously in the night wind.

"Yan Cheng, do you know what kind of flower that is?"

Yan Cheng lay on the other side of the bed, wrapped him in his arms, "I don't know, what kind of flower?"

Zhao Yan: "The Flower of the Other Shore. Do you still travel frequently afterward?"

Yan Cheng: "I didn't go."

Zhao Yan: "Why?"

Yan Cheng: "After having Guangyan, there are too many things to do, and I gradually lose interest."

Zhao Yan: "Then your good photography skills are wasted?"

Yan Cheng: "Don't waste it, because I made a lot of money."

Zhao Yan: "What do you need so much money for?"

Yan Cheng: "Who knows!"

Zhao Yan: "Do you think this Bianhua flower is beautiful?"

Yan Cheng: "It's not good-looking, it's too ostentatious, I prefer a more subtle one."

……

Slowly, there was no voice, only a long breath, light and shallow.

Everything is silent, and the night is heavy with dew.

The dark clouds in the night sky gathered quietly, and the water vapor in the air slowly increased. A gust of wind full of water vapor blew in along the half-opened window and blew on the Bianhua flowers. A dewdrop condensed from the petals, and the dewdrops grew bigger and bigger until they were overwhelmed. Dropped into the dirt.

When Zhao Yan opened his eyes, he didn't know where he was. In front of him was a river filled with cold air. There was no water on the surface of the river, only white mist.The banks of the river are full of Bianhua flowers, blood red, blooming to Tumi, very lush, several times bigger than what he saw in the flower pots in the hotel.

This is where? !He suspected that he was dreaming, because everything he saw was too weird.

In the blink of an eye, a bridge appeared on the river. White mist flowed over the bridge, and a layer of Bianhua petals fell on the bridge. A person appeared on the bridge.

Just now there was no bridge and no one, he could see clearly, but suddenly there was, he couldn't see the person on the bridge clearly, but he just knew it was a person, an old lady.

Because she spoke, an old female voice said, "Do you want to cross the river?"

"I don't know, where is this?"

Female voice: "Wangchuan."

"Why am I here?"

Female voice: "Reincarnation of Heaven. Is the one behind you calling you?"

The one behind? !He looked back, saw nothing, a dazzling white light flashed, and he suddenly came to another place.

A place similar to an ancient inn, some people are drinking, some are making fun of, some are wearing ancient clothes but blowing beer with beer bottles.

As he was watching, there was a person sitting in front of him, a person whose face could not be seen clearly, but he knew it was a person because he spoke.

A male voice as gentle as jade: "You go back."

"Back to where?"

Male voice: "Human world."

"Where is this place?"

Male voice: "Soul station."

"Why am I here?"

Male voice: "Heavenly reincarnation."

"Am I dead? Why can I go back after I'm dead?"

Male voice: "Because a person who is unlucky and deserves to die is wrong, he doesn't want to go back."

"Who is he?"

Male voice: "Didn't you see it just now? He passed Wangchuan behind you."

……

With a jolt, Zhao Yan woke up suddenly. He felt a damp coolness. He listened carefully and heard the sound of pouring rain outside the window. The wind was too strong, and the rain drifted in along the open window.

Zhao Yan took away the warm arm on his waist, went down to close the window, the window was closed, the ground in front of the window was wet, and the pot of Bianhua flowers was blown by the rain and wind, and many petals fell away.

Seeing this flower, he suddenly remembered the dream just now.

What a strange dream, how could you have such a dream? !At first, he wanted to lie on the bed and think about whether this strange dream had something to do with his rebirth, but as soon as he lay on the bed and touched Yancheng's warm and delicate skin, he fell asleep without thinking up.

When he woke up the next day, he always felt that he had forgotten something important, but he just couldn't remember it, including that dream, and he couldn't remember anything.

"What are you thinking about?" Yan Cheng opened his eyes, and saw Zhao Yan staring at the ceiling, distracted, and the hand under the quilt was pinching his waist.

Zhao Yan's waist is the most sensitive part. While laughing out loud "hahaha", he tightly held Yan Cheng's hand that was acting out of control.

"I don't think anything, I'm going to wake up soon."

……

The medical symposium was held at University B, and the speakers on the stage were all subject masters in turn. There were many people sitting below, including people in the industry and students from the medical school of University B. Many students who could not sit down stood behind.

Lin Fangqing's plane was delayed due to the thunderstorm last night, so he couldn't arrive in time before the seminar started. In response to Mu Gang's repeated instructions, Zhao Yan's phone turned on the video function, and he sat down and listened while recording.

According to Mu Gang, his boyfriend should not be allowed to travel all the way to City B to only listen to half of the seminar.

The beauty of adulthood is easy, Zhao Yan is happy to do it.I have never seen Mu Gang be so interested in any man before, as long as Mu Gang puts down his playfulness, the two are still very suitable.

Three, four, and 10 minutes after the seminar started, the mobile phone, which was set to vibrate, vibrated, and the person arrived.

Zhao Yan got up and left his seat in a low-key manner, passed through the crowd standing behind, walked out of the conference hall, and saw the two men walking not far away.

Mu Gang also studied at B University, a combination of undergraduate and master's degree, and went to Germany after graduation.

The distance was a bit far, so I couldn't hear what was being said clearly. It could only be seen from the body language that Mu Gang was very happy, and introduced the passing scenery to Lin Fangqing with great interest while walking.

Getting closer and closer, Lin Fangqing saw Zhao Yan first, and Zhao Yan smiled faintly.

People are still the same person, not much has changed, what has changed are those things that everyone will change from 20 to 30 years old.

He is wearing a trench coat.

Mu Gang was still about to make an introduction, Lin Fangqing walked around him a few steps, politely hugged Zhao Yan lightly, and let go after a moment, "Zhao Yan, you haven't changed at all."

Zhao Yan: "How could it not have changed? You are old, welcome back to China."

"Hey, hey, I want to make a statement in advance. Hugs are not popular in China. I don't mind this one time." Mu Gang stood between the two of them.

This kind of straightforward temperament is very frank, and Zhao Yan admires Mu Gang very much.

After Mu Gang finished speaking, all three of them laughed.

Zhao Yan said: "I have a boyfriend, you know that."

Lin Fangqing: "Honey, can't you trust me?"

The sound of "baby" made Mu Gang wish he could turn his fingers around and hang on Lin Fangqing's body, "It's one thing to be trustworthy, but another thing to mind. People are very possessive."

Lin Fangqing: "Didn't you promise me not to call myself 'other'? I don't like it."

Mu Gang: "Look, once you come to the old place, you forget it. I accept criticism, and I must pay attention next time."

The ground is still wet, and the water stains left by the heavy rain last night have not dried completely.Zhao Yan looked down at the shoes on his feet, off-white sneakers, new, fit and comfortable.

This morning, Assistant Jiang sent over two sets of clothes. From top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, he went out in a brand new and crisp suit.By the way, I also bought a set for him. He brought his own clothes and only wore these shoes because they fit well and were comfortable.

Zhao Yan: "It's time for us to go in and listen to the seminar, but we can only stand at the back and listen. There are too many people and there are no seats."