after boyfriend rebirth

Yang Yimu's situation was even more dangerous than that of Papa Yang at that time.

It took nearly [-] hours to rescue him for one afternoon and one night, and Xie Yanchu tore up all the critical illness notifications, leaving the corridors covered in white snow.

Some nurses couldn't see it, and secretly took pictures and posted them on Weibo, bluntly saying that the family members of the patients had no quality and disturbed the order of the hospital.

Not long after, more and more passers-by recognized him. Isn't this person Xie Yanchu who had been in hiding for a long time?The young blood in the circle is always ready to update, and not showing their faces for a few days may be a sign of passing.But Xie Yanchu was different, maybe because of that confession Weibo, it seemed that Hu Jia had opened the strings, and I was sorry for my curiosity if I didn't listen to it, and it accidentally whetted everyone's appetite.

Rumors spread throughout the city. Some people speculated that Xie's parents were angry and sent into the operating room, and some people spoke very badly. The two old men made God sick to their stomachs, so they suffered retribution.

If you put the coming out eight years later, the society's tolerance for homosexuality will naturally be higher.Xie Yanchu was not so conceited that he tried to change an era by himself. He was prepared to be criticized by thousands of people and had no choice but to take such a step. However, when Yang Yimu, who was still in danger, endured those obscenities, abuse and curses, Even with the vicissitudes of mind and confidence of two lifetimes, Xie Yanchu punched the wall with his fist as when he knew Yang Yimu was paralyzed, and his eyes were red.

How can you not hate it!

The call from Xie's family also followed, "Your mother and I have been cultivating your demeanor and patience since you were young. Look at yourself, what has become of you now?"

"Then you can compare one thing to another, and guess what would happen to me if I lost him."

There was a thicker than usual voice from the other end, apparently out of his mind with anger.

Like his son, when Father Xie was really angry, he often didn't have any nonsense, and replaced it with terrible silence.

The accounts frozen early in the morning and the phone calls hung up all expressed the family's disappointment with the most promising heir.

There was a lot of commotion outside, and Yang Yimu's condition finally stabilized, but he still hasn't woken up from the coma.

When Yang's mother saw her son, she conveyed the final opinion of the head of the family on the matter.

As long as Yang Yimu is healthy and safe in this life, the family will no longer make any comments on his love life.

In other words, Xie Yanchu was quietly allowed to exist.

This was the last result that Xie Yanchu expected, and it was also the most painful price for being recognized.

The visitors came one after another, but Zhou Zhi was the one who came the most frequently.

Aware of Xie Yanchu's vague displeasure, Zhou Zhi remained calm and kept giving gifts, until one day he realized that Xie Yanchu had distributed those flowers and food to the entire floor, and there was nothing left.

It was also when I was handing out things that I found a familiar shadow hiding in the corner of the wall.

"It stands to reason that you should rush over and scream. Guilt?"

"I..." The man paused, and took off his sunglasses in embarrassment, revealing thick dark circles under his eyes.

"If you care about Xu Shanshan, what you did that day would not be to find someone to make trouble, but to come and snatch her away. In fact, in the final analysis, you only love yourself, and you think she shouldn't live a more nourishing life than you. Marry earlier. You even regret how you fell in love with her in high school, and saved your own living expenses to make bean sprouts and fried pork for her every day."

Fang Lang's lips moved.

"Something happened that day, and I felt the need to let you know."

At the end of the wedding, Xu Shanshan gave a toast to everyone. After drinking for thirty years, her face was flushed with drunkenness, her throat suddenly choked, and she said something that only her old classmates could understand.

In fact, what she hated most since she was a child is bean sprouts, which have never appeared on the dining table at home.I hope everyone can forget the nickname of Bean Sprout Girl, and don't mention it again in the future.

The new husband, who has always been prudent, frowned slightly and patted her on the back, "Drink less, our family will never cook any dishes related to bean sprouts in the future...Okay, okay, why are you crying? Okay, okay..."

The banquet was noisy again, the old classmates tacitly knew it, and the new guests came in without knowing it. As for Xu Shanshan, no one knew her real psychological activities that day.

Perhaps it is because she has seen through the turbulent waves in her life that they cannot stop for her, and the quick marriage is just to cut off all unknown possibilities.

Perhaps it was because she was afraid that the turbulent tide would easily sweep her away at the end of the wedding. The invitation that was left alone made her toss and turn for a long time at night.

Every time there is a dispute and a scar, I am most afraid of seeing that only I am serious in the end.

He'll always be a child, and she can't wait for him to grow up.

Two days later, Yang Yimu finally opened his eyes as if he had just woken up.

The mountains became more moist again, and the water rose again. Lao Xie, who was lying on the bedside taking a nap exhaustedly, was pushed up by him.

"How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?"

Yang Yimu's lips moved, Xie Yanchu hurriedly got up and moved over, his eyes almost went dark.

"I feel light on my body..." Yang Yimu said softly.

"Does it hurt?"

"I don't feel anything at all. I won't be paralyzed again, will I?"

"..." Xie Yanchu felt relieved if it didn't hurt.

It turned out that it took only half an hour to wake up, Yang Yimu began to feel uncomfortable, Xie Yanchu hurriedly rang the bell to call the doctor on duty.

The doctor asked a few questions, looked at his wound, and said bluntly that using too much anesthesia would do great harm to the body. If the pain is within a tolerable range, it is better not to use anesthesia.

As soon as Yang Yimu raised his head, he saw Xie Yanchu's melancholy eyes, a corner of his heart was so soft that he nodded weakly to show that he could continue to endure.

After midnight, Yang Yimu couldn't lie down.The abdomen seemed to be slowly cut by a red-hot blunt knife, but the back was extremely itchy because of the long-term maintenance of the same posture.

Those days of paralysis left him with sequelae.

He stared at the ceiling and tried to divert his attention, but finally couldn't hold back, and begged Xie Yanchu, "Don't sit by the bed, come up and lie down with me?"

"Just chat under the quilt?"

Yang Yimu was at a loss for words.The way he is now is almost no different from a thinking and talking mummy, what else does he want?

Xie Yanchu smiled and lifted the quilt and lay down on Yang Yimu's side, propping his head with one hand, and circling him with the other hand, like a big koala hugging a small one.

Yang Yimu moved his body, and the top of his head touched his chin before he settled down.

The two started chatting with each other.Xie Yanchu briefly mentioned to him what had happened in the past few days, and when Fang Lang's father said that he would come to see him some other day to deal with the aftermath of Fang Lang's misfortune, Yang Yimu just agreed lightly, not seeing any unnecessary mood.

Inexplicably being tricked by his brother, how could Yang Yimu not be angry, but his liver hurts when he got angry, so he had to restrain himself, and wait for the wound to heal.

"One more thing, don't get too excited now that you know it." Xie Yanchu straightened the messy strands of hair on his forehead.

"My parents promised us?"

Xie Yanchu looked at him slightly surprised. "After being punched by someone, the Lingtai is clear?"

"I almost passed Qingming." Yang Yimu sighed quietly, "But it's worth it to get so many unexpected surprises."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gloomy voice came from above his head, "Do you think it's worth it?"

"No, no, no, it's not worth it! It's a big loss!" The hero resolutely denied the loss.

"Oh, my life is almost at stake, isn't it worth getting some benefits?"

Yang Yimu almost knelt down for him.

Xie Yanchu's complexion was like a cumulonimbus cloud, and a lot of water could come out when squeezed, "Also, you have been doing a lot of activities recently, even Zhou Zhi has something to say to you alone."

The word alone, bites extremely hard.

Yang Yimu was stunned for a moment, thinking of the inevitable cooperative relationship between Zhou and Fang's father, he understood.

Xie Yanchu didn't wait for a reply for a long time, and almost got up, and didn't want to leave him alone to suffer the pain, his heartbeat became more and more chaotic, and Yang Yimu's left arm felt as if it had been scalded, "Hey, your heart is buzzing so much. Like a hummingbird! Isn't it jealous?"

"Shut up! Sleep!"

"Can't sleep..."

Xie Yanchu remained silent, and after a while Yang Yimu heard him sigh softly, "What are you talking about?"

"Tell me the truth, how did you get reborn?" Yang Yimu looked up at him, and because of the angle, he only saw a resolute chin.

"It's all been said before."

Yang Yimu pulled the hat tassel hanging from his sweater, "What did you say? What body collector, you think I'm stupid?"

"By the way, the noise on Weibo is too outrageous, just ignore it for the past few months."

Yang Yimu's attention was instantly diverted, "What's wrong? I knew you were reporting good news but not bad news. Anyway, I have done this job before, how can I not have the ability to accept it."

"Since the ability to accept is so strong, you might as well try to accept your liver pain and go to sleep."

"I've found that chatting has withered halfway through recently. This habit is not good!"

Xie Yanchu black-handed his hair, and was persistently entangled for a long time, and finally compromised, "If you behave well, I will consider playing with your mobile phone for a while tomorrow."

Brackets, mobile phones that cannot be connected to the Internet.

Yang Yimu closed his eyes solemnly, and suddenly became excited again after a while, "The more I do this, the more I can't sleep! Why don't you show me now, and then I promise to sleep until dawn without any fuss!"

"If you say one more thing, you don't need to read it tomorrow."

Yang Yimu shut his mouth tightly, inexplicably feeling a little wronged.

In the past, Xie Yanchu indulged him unconditionally and made him more individual.To put it bluntly, I do my own way, but to put it bluntly... I don't know what is good or bad.

"Sing to you, okay? It doesn't matter if you can't sleep, just close your eyes first."

At first, Yang Yimu felt that it was a shame to close his eyes obediently immediately, but then his eyelids became heavier and heavier in Xie Yanchu's deep and pleasant voice, until the darkness came, and his breathing gradually became long and long.

Half of Xie Yanchu's body was numb, but he still didn't dare to move for him to sleep comfortably.Just like this, the frequency of tapping was maintained until the outside of the window was slightly white and the sun was rising in the east.

Yang Yimu only noticed his stiff posture when he woke up from the pain again.The nearly 1.9-meter tall man curled up on the hospital bed, occupying only a pitiful gap.Obviously asleep, one hand was still patting slowly, like a clockwork machine.

In Yang Yimu's perception, only his mother can treat him so well unconditionally.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Xie Yanchu, who was sleeping deeply, was awakened by a sound of Zepreus, his body twitched suddenly, and he almost fell off the bed.

Getting up completely out of breath, Xie Yanchu slowly rolled up his sleeves, intending to beat the two uninvited guests to crawl all over the floor.

"Slow down, slow down, junior, calm down, we're here to bring warmth!" Wei Nanxi stretched out his long arm to protect Song Baicheng behind him, and went to pick up things with the other hand.

It's a small camera.

"What the hell?" Yang Yimu probed curiously.

"A tidbit, we just came back from filming in Zurich, and we recorded it just for you. This is the only one! There is no such thing on the whole network!"

Xie Yanchu, Yang Yimu's envoy, showed it to him.

I was amused at the beginning, and the wound was so shocked that it hurt.

In the beginning, a little yellow man was distributing leaflets on the street. Wei Nanxi passed by and thought the short fat man was very interesting, so he took a selfie with him.After Wei Nanxi left, Song Baicheng's voice sounded, "Graduation rule number one, the rich second generation who loves to play is still the rich second generation, and the poor second generation who study hard are all minions."

Seeing Yang Yimu's wound almost collapsed from laughter, Wei and Song were thrown out of the hospital by Xie Yanchu.

"Hey? Why are you going?"

"Go home." Song Baicheng waved his hand without looking back.

Wei Nanxi froze in place because of the naturally familiar answer, and it took him a long time to laugh at himself.

I am always behind you, like a street lamp that never sleeps.

In your eyes, there is only his blurred appearance in front of you.

As long as you lower your head, you can see the clear and cold shadow, stretching along with the lamp post.

But you never knew it was me who gave you the light.

Yang Yimu took advantage of Xie Yanchu's going out to see off the guests and took out the DV. The two live treasures were thrown abroad in embarrassment. There was also a bearded green-eyed uncle who was chased by Song Baicheng's minions and ran all over the street with a smile. Yang Yimu burst into tears.

As soon as Xie Yanchu opened the door, he saw him clutching his stomach on the bed, ouch, and his face pulled down.This child is really not worrying for a moment.Even though Yang Yimu smiled with his eyes like moon springs, and the haze of the past few days was swept away, Xie Yanchu still went over with a cold face and put away the DV.

"Do your parents know us..." Yang Yimu knew he was wrong, and lay down obediently along with him, the quilt was tightly tucked up again, only his boring head was exposed, and suddenly remembered a most serious matter.

When Xie Yanchu and Song Baicheng were together in the previous life, they always looked calm and calm. The Xie family saw that he was not serious, so they didn't take it seriously.The bad thing is that if you really love someone, even if you hide it, there will be clues. That time when Yang Yimu was filming the finale scene, the wire broke and fell down. Xie Yanchu left the company's annual meeting and went straight to the hospital, confirming the relationship between the two.

Since then, bad luck has followed.

Looking back now, before Yang Yimu, there was a senior who had just hung Wia, his movements were more exaggerated and violent than him, and nothing happened.I'm afraid that the props have been tampered with, and the target is Yang Yimu himself from the beginning to the end.

"They are too busy, so they haven't contacted me yet." Xie Yanchu didn't take it seriously, took out the mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to him, "Forget it, let's play with you for a while, so as not to keep thinking wildly."

At least, after a few brothers stood up and supported it, there have been many voices of support online.

Wei Nanxi V: You only know that he is the third master, who can write scripts, write lyrics, be cute, and fight back. He is XYC's number one fan and Jin Xingchen's best friend.Do you know that his father was seriously ill and admitted to the hospital under the infamy, and when you tried your best to discredit him, he was using his own liver to try to save his dying father.I don't mean to use my illness to gain sympathy, and I don't need it.Friends are always here, even when everyone is against it.

Song Baicheng V: I finally saw you say something human [呵呵]//@魏南西V: You only know...

Wei Nanxi V: [doge]//Song Baicheng V: I finally saw you say something human [huh huh]//@威南西V: You only know...

As long as these two people appear, the style of painting will be abnormal, and the topic will go to unknown directions.Sure enough, the comments below are crooked.

"Why didn't I see who was more arrogant..."

"Upstairs Chun Chong Chong, the painting style of these two people is absolutely a queen and a loyal dog!"

……

I don't know how many floors I have turned, and suddenly a soft tone asked, "The little actor and the third master are in the same class? Can you tell me what kind of person the third master is in life?"

Song Baicheng V: Of course everything is good, otherwise why would I become my friend.

Yang Yimu's heart moved.In the past, I couldn't figure it out, could it be because of the robbery in the alley and the coconut milk incident in the college entrance examination that Song Baicheng gradually changed from Satan to a little angel.

If God really wanted to cheat him, he wouldn't have arranged for two lives, and maybe it would be a matter of time.Yang Yimu continued to scroll down, seeing Xie Yanchu's hottest Weibo post, his heartbeat suddenly became uncontrollable.

Staying on the forwarding interface, after thinking for a long time, I could only hold back a very simple sentence, "I'm sorry before!"

It is conceivable that this Weibo was blocked in seconds, and Song Baicheng immediately commented below, "Did you make him angry? What's the situation? Didn't you feel good when you went in the morning?"