after boyfriend rebirth

Xie's father intends to temper his son, so naturally he will not let him live in the old house.Since he was in college, Xie Yanchu has been renting a house by himself during the holidays, and he has truly become a homeless person.

In the past, parents took care of a little bit, gave money, and took care of themselves.

Now the parents don't care about it and don't give them money. Apart from taking care of themselves, they also have to fight monsters and upgrade in the entertainment industry, and earn a dowry.

Yang Yimu originally thought that he didn't need to increase the burden of life for nothing, and his parents would definitely not charge him for living with his own guy, food hygiene and chatting with him, but Xie Yanchu had already rented a house of more than 130 square meters in the building next to Xie's house. , apartment style, paid rent for three years, and pressed blood-red handprints on the contract—if you want to change it, cut off your finger first, boy.

"How much is a month?" Yichu Mansion represents the high-quality and cutting-edge architecture of Beicheng, just like the old alley where Yang Yimu's house is located is adjacent to the red city wall, which is the epitome of history and culture.In comparison, the rent in the old alley is not expensive, but it is not easy to buy; and the Yichu mansion can kill many floating ants just by saying the rent.

Xie Yanchu's thumb and little finger were bent together in an arc, and the remaining three fingers were long and slender, as if they were swearing.This mime drama fell into Yang Yimu's eyes, he curled his lips, the bad elements in Xie Yanchu's body came out to make trouble again.

"I'm too lazy to guess." Old Chen's fried buns began to sizzle after adding half a pot of water, and the fragrance permeated.

Xie Yanchu didn't speak, just shook his hands, trying to attract Yang Yimu's gaze back to the sea bowl of beans on the stall.

"I'm convinced, three thousand, if you're right, treat me to breakfast!"

"Guess again."

"...I'll go, [-]! Xie Yanchu, you prodigal bastard!" Yang Yimu couldn't help kicking.

Xie Yanchu turned sideways and grabbed his leg, "It's too tall! Where's the temper..."

"Heirloom!" Yang Yimu struggled twice before pulling his leg like a carrot, "Wait a minute, can you get three hundred? Did you kill someone? Where did you bury it?"

Seeing that Xie Yanchu's expression didn't look like a lie, Yang Yimu gradually believed it, and his focus shifted to another place strangely, "Help me get in touch to rent more sets! Brother wants a second rent!"

Xie Yanchu still had the texture of that man's leg hair, but he didn't feel disgusted at all.The little girl's legs are probably smoother, but he hasn't touched them before, so...

The mountains of Alishan and the water of Alishan are really beautiful after touching the hair on the legs of two generations.

Later, Yang Yimu listened to his explanation while sipping soybean juice, that the property was left to Xie Yanxun by Xie Yanchu's uncle. Xie Yanxun had three properties in his hands, this one was the smallest, and it had already lost money, so how could it be possible to suffer again.

It was snowing heavily in the evening, and Yang Yimu was shivered by the cold wind as soon as he got out of the elevator door. He turned around, turned his back to the wind, and yelled at Xie Yanchu in the strong wind with snowflakes, "It's too cold! Don't out!"

"Your parents are still waiting for us to have New Year's Eve dinner."

Yang Yimu was about to convince him again, when his cell phone rang, and it sounded like a call from a ghost at the small dark exit of the apartment building, "...you answer it for me."

Xie Yanchu glanced at Yang Yimu's trembling appearance and thought it was funny, took the phone, "Hello?"

The other party paused, "Ah Chu? Is Mumu next to you?"

Xie Yanchu responded, "Aunt Yang, we were just getting ready to go, and Mumu is next to me, it's quite cold outside, and he's stomping his feet now."

What kind of luck is this?As soon as I answered the call, my mother-in-law called, maybe now my father-in-law is listening in on the sidelines... It's really sour.

"Don't come, Mumu's dad read the news in Beicheng just now, saying that there was a car accident in front of the intersection of our street. The road is slippery in snowy days! There are New Year's Eve dinners every year, and I only have one life. Come again when the snow stops. .I will trouble you to take care of Mumu at night."

"Oh, no trouble, then you and uncle should have a good meal, we will go there tomorrow."

"By the way, if it's okay, let Yang Yimu read the book, so as not to fail the make-up exam at the beginning of school." Yang's mother thought hard about her son, but she didn't know how to shake her son's old self.

"Which door?"

"Advanced Mathematics, it seems to be Book B."

Mother Yang received her husband's urging and stopped talking. She just covered the phone with a silk cloth, and when she turned around, she saw her disapproving face, "You man, Xiaoxie is going to the film school now, how can there be advanced mathematics at home?" book for our son?"

"... Subconsciously, I always feel that they are from the same school." Yang's mother was silent, admitting that she was confused.

Father Yang wisely changed the subject, "Isn't the surname of the guy who happened to be Zhou in the news just now? How do I think he looks familiar?"

Xie Yanchu hung up the phone and saw Yang Yimu's big eyes covered with circles, his heart felt hot, and he pulled his hand over and wrapped it in his palm.

Yang Yimu's hand was tightly held all the way as the elevator was going up, and Xie Yanchu didn't let go until he reached the door and wanted to get the key to open the door.

Yang Yimu didn't have any pajamas here, so he touched Xie Yanchu's relatively small set and went into the bathroom.Xie Yanchu was sitting on the sofa, and hesitantly began to hesitate, big one, is it too fierce to honor "I will beat you if you dare to get a high number"?

Yang Yimu washed and brushed happily, and came out wearing his big bad wolf one-piece pajamas with a velvet cap, wiping his dripping hair all the way, "Old Xie, go quickly! Wash and go to sleep."

The 130-square-meter room is enough to furnish all types of rooms, including the guest rooms in the main room.When Xie Yanchu came out, Yang Yimu had already occupied the big bed in the master bedroom, sleeping soundly.

Xie Yanchu printed a goodnight kiss on his forehead, and closed the door lightly.Just go to sleep, let's talk about it when I wake up tomorrow morning, beat up the child, don't give me a psychological shadow.

Yang Yimu turned over and returned to his previous life in a half-dream and half-awake state. After Xie Yanchu's accident, he found out that Xie Yanchu had found a surrogate during his paralyzed period and got a child out.

Xie Yanchu had an accident because of fatigue driving.Later, the child was carried back to Xie’s family. Xie’s family didn’t like the child. During the funeral, the child wanted to go to the bathroom, but no one paid any attention. Tongue licked.

What does dad taste like?With a stale and friendly atmosphere, it is slightly yellow. My father also ate candy when he was a child, and he almost stuck to the book. It tasted bitter and sweet in his mouth.

Turning to the last page, Dad was gone.

Yang Yimu floated in the air, looking at the two pieces of paper that slipped from the book. The paternity test should be done by Xie's family. It was written in black and white that Xie Yanchu and the child were not related by blood. Yang Yimu and the child... could be father and son There are 99.9%.

Yang Yimu kept crying and crying, his face wrinkled into sad folds, until he woke up with a gasp.

In the dark room, the mobile phone shone a blinding white light on Yang Yimu's face, and the tears were half dry. On the search bar was "Zhou Gong's Interpretation of Dreams in Dreaming of the Lover's Death".

The news came out, "I dreamed that my husband died and woke up crying: good luck with my family."

Yang Yimu's spirit improved a little, and he quietly rubbed his eyelashes with one hand, but was stunned by the words on the screen the next second.

"A man dreamed that his husband died and cried to wake up his recent fortune: a happy event is coming, everything goes well. The future develops and the business prospers. Don't be too lucky to be too proud or too slack and negligent, otherwise it will be bad luck."

It seems that something is not smooth...

A few gleams of light came through the living room softly, I don't know how Xie Yanchu slept.The tall one curled up on the sofa all night, probably not very comfortable.

Yang Yimu turned over twice and tiptoed out of bed.

Xie Yanchu had a U-shaped pillow around his neck, turned his body sideways, folded his arms, and slept with his mouth crooked and his eyes squinting without knowing it.

"What the fuck!"

Mr. Xie, whose internal organs were almost crushed by the sudden extra weight of a hundred pounds on his body, expressed that he was very depressed. Waking up to get angry is not something that only happens in the morning!

When he opened his eyes, he saw Yang Yimu's innocent big eyes, the distance was too close, Xie Yanchu and the beauty riding on him looked at each other, they were stunned for a moment, speechless for several seconds.Instinctive reaction turned his brain into a solidified tofu dregs, and the tofu dregs was playing indefinitely on the large scrolling LED screen——

This is door-to-door death, door-to-door death, door-to-door...

Xie Yanchu pinched Yang Yimu's buttocks and buttocks, and after personally testing the dialectical relationship between being thin and fleshy, the primordial spirit began to return slowly, and the dark unknown and eagerness in his eyes made Yang Yimu start to feel afraid after a while.

"Don't look at me like that, creepy!" Yang Yimu said this, and suddenly thought of a time when he went home when he was a child and ran into his father stealing a kiss from his mother. His mother's face was flushed, "The boss is back! Don't be so creepy in the future!"

Xie Yanchu took advantage of Yang Yimu's burning with embarrassment, turned over and pulled his long arms around, changing the positions of the two of them.

"Failed in high math, huh?" Xie Yanchu pushed Yang Yimu on the sofa with one hand, and untied the belt with the other, "What did I tell you before?"

"..." Yang Yimu panted, struggling a few times without breaking free, "Can't we still make up the exam!"

While speaking, Xie Yanchu's knee came over and pressed Yang Yimu.

Yang Yimu is like a good sheep, no longer struggling, even if he wants to earn money, he will be crushed and unable to move.

"Do you think you can pass the make-up exam at your current level?"

Yang Yimu is silent.

Boyfriend is getting sharper and sharper, so fierce.

"Speak!" Seeing that he was silent, Xie Yanchu slammed down the sofa with the belt folded in half.

With a slap, Yang Yimu was startled, "Ah, don't hit!"

"Can you pass?"

"Yes! Yes! I do the questions every day!"

Xie Yanchu whispered something in his ear, Yang Yimu blushed.

Taking advantage of others' danger, Xie Yanchu still wanted to take advantage of this danger today.

No matter how difficult it is in the future, go year by year and live day by day.

Yang Yimu was agitated by his increasingly slow tenderness. This body has just understood human affairs, but it doesn't mean that it didn't understand in previous lives.The body that is extremely sensitive whenever there is a turmoil and the heart that is passionate and unrestrained have become an irreconcilable contradiction at the moment.

"...you have to make it fast, or you can buy me Lao Chen Sheng Jian!"

Xie Yanchu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You think I don't want to hurry up? Go to bed, it's a big place."

Mostly formal enough.

"Whatever you say, if you can't do it, you can't do it... Ugh!" Yang Yimu's voice ended in an ambiguous sound.

The world fell silent.

"Do you dare to tell me first before @￥&*?!"

Knowing that he was wrong, Xie Yanchu lowered his head and kissed Yang Yimu's lively eyes full of anger.

No sleep for one night.

Early the next morning, Yang Yimu was woken up by the piercing ringtone of his mobile phone, and kicked Xie Yanchu, "answer the phone."

"Hello." Xie Yanchu squinted his eyes and picked up the phone from the carpet, without realizing that it was Yang Yimu's phone.

"What are you two doing? Forget it. Come to the Second Hospital within half an hour. Zhou Zhi had a car accident! Rescue!"

The sound was so loud that the feeling of returning to the cage for the two of them was completely useless.

Song Baicheng's thoughtless phone call didn't even say whether he wanted to bring anything, so Xie Yanchu had to find some daily necessities from his own home, and took Yang Yimu with his card to withdraw money at the corner of the street.

When he arrived at the Second Hospital, Zhou Zhi had already finished the operation and was pushed out with a pale face.The car accident itself didn't hurt much, it was just his own body that bled a lot and recovered slowly, so he had to live as a pregnant woman for the next few days.

In a place unknown to everyone, time passes quickly and suddenly.When I was a child, I was twenty, and passed away.The inner body hidden under the vigorous body may have been exhausted and embarrassing, but because of a promise made in a certain year, it has persisted until now.But no matter what it looks like now, the reason is not far-fetched.

It's just that all the strong words and rhetoric as before are really the same as before.

Spring came after the snow melted, and the elective courses of Beijing Film Academy officially kicked off in the second week.

"If you only had one day to live, where would you spend it?" Wei Nanxi propped up the podium with both hands, full of energy.

"..." It's an old joke.The future actors and actresses don't really buy it.This course was originally an elective, and I was able to come because of the handsome face of the senior, um, maybe there is a little bit of wanting to get familiar.

After all, entertainment is not a circle, but a place to brush your face.

But now, Xie Yanchu, who has already successfully scanned his face, is recording a reality show thousands of miles away, climbing mountains, surfing, rock climbing and wading, and he has begun to deeply envy the children in the school.

There's no way, it's a lot of pressure.To earn money to support the family.The old man's attitude is not clear, that is to say, as long as he fails to go ashore, he may be kicked off at any time, or face down.

Xie Yanchu came out of the mountain stream with a pale mouth, took a few breaths of fresh air, brushed his wet hair back casually, and then his face was paralyzed when the camera moved over.

In classrooms.

"Song Baicheng."

"..."

"Song Baicheng?"

Clang.

"Ah? Me?" Song Baicheng sat in the last row of the classroom, by the window.The warm light made the little dwarf drowsy, but because of the almost invisible authority of the people on the stage, he had to put down the pen he used to support his chin, "Let's go to high school."

"I know, because life at school feels like years."

Song Baicheng stared blankly at Wei Nanxi's mouthful of magic power, noncommittal.

In fact, the reason is not complicated.It's just that, in this case, when you turn your head, you can see him.

In the days when the contact was dwindling, Song Baicheng was afraid that Zhou Zhi would be busy, and Song Baicheng only sent three sentences a day, which would never be broken, let alone whether the other party would reply or not.

"Hey good morning" in the morning, "Good afternoon" at noon, and "Zhi~good night" at night.

A, z, z.Love Zhou Zhi.

Integrate the most unspeakable name into the familiar greetings every day, until the end, I can't tell whether it is because of him that I persisted, or because of persistence that I waited for him.