after boyfriend rebirth

Contrary to the hot and cold weather, the wound on Yang Yimu's stomach is recovering. After several times of rubbing Xie Yanchu's fire without fear, Xie Yanchu's eyes were blackened by him, and he himself didn't feel better. Go, the wound was itchy. When the nurse came to apply the medicine, he said that he had inflammation symptoms. As a result, the doctor gave him a few more injections of special medicine.

Serving Mr. Yang for injections has become the sweetest torture for Xie Yanchu recently.

After a few days of rest, Mr. Yang became restless again, and quietly contacted Xie Yanxun, "I plan to open a studio, give me a few computers, rent a house, and recruit some girls. I'm ready for training. Video, and then a few papers will be released."

"Maybe I haven't woken up yet." Xie Yanxun silently hung up the phone after saying this, and continued to catch up on sleep with the quilt covered.

"I——" After a third of the scolding, Xie Yanchu came over with a water basin.

What Yang Yimu hates the most is this time, when he rubs Xie Yanchu, he will think of his previous life, and then bombard his eardrums with various forms of resentful tone.What was even more frightening was that once Yang Yimu reacted by himself, before the towel reached his navel, the little brother stood at attention and saluted in advance to show his welcome.

At that time, Yang Yimu wished he could get into the quilt as thick as the sky.

What is even more frightening is soaking the feet. Xie Yanchu heard about it from an old Chinese doctor handed down from his ancestors, saying that soaking the feet is good for dredging the meridians, invigorating the liver and improving eyesight.Xie Yanchu didn't dare to look up at Yang Yimu's expression every time he pushed Yang Yimu's feet into the hot water basin.

After seeing it, I definitely can't bear it.

Xie Yanchu uncovered the quilt as usual and wiped Yang Yimu's body. Yang Yimu felt guilty, he didn't know how much Xie Yanchu heard the previous conversation, but he was honest, not like before, always thinking about stabbing him twice.

When soaking my feet, I just struggled a little, so I let him go.

Xie Yanchu scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on the back of his feet, feeling the nerves on the soles of his feet jumping violently, and suddenly asked, "You want to make money so much?"

Yang Yimu smiled, "Well, hahaha, I will let you take care of all the money I make in the future. Does this make me feel more secure?"

"En." Xie Yanchu's eyes were slightly bent, and within a second they returned to their original shape, "Female employee?"

"Girls are generally more honest. When the time comes, I have to train them first."

"...Are you going to recruit all girls?"

"Yes!" Seeing him like this, Yang Yimu shivered even more, "You want someone young, beautiful, and in good shape..."

Xie Yanchu's reaction was cool, "The water doesn't seem to be hot anymore, I'll add some hot water."

"Of course, male employees also want to." Yang Yimu carefully looked at his face, as if it hadn't changed for the better, helplessly, "I must be looking for honest employees. I will take you to inspect it when the time comes."

"Okay. Find some handsome ones. If I'm tempted again, what will you do?"

Yang Yimu's complexion changed suddenly, Xie Yanchu held him persistently and questioned him twice, Yang Yimu attacked his lower body with one hand, and said angrily, "Monk!"

Xie Yanchu's wild laughter also ended quietly with the setting sun.

At night, the two of them slept under the quilt. When Yang Yimu was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard Xie Yanchu sigh, "I'm very dissatisfied! I haven't reached the period of burning passion recently!"

Yang Yimu's face was hot, and he turned over and lay on the bed, with a tone of death in his voice, "Burn it! Burn it to death!"

Lying down and lying down, the two looked at each other with the same calmness in their eyes.

The difference is that Xie Yanchu's breathing gradually became a little heavier, "I feel like my current behavior is like a ****."

"Ok?"

Xie Yanchu laughed dryly twice, and when he spoke again, he felt a little helpless, "I can't leave you more and more. What should I do?"

"If you can't leave, don't leave." Yang Yimu turned his head to look at him, his big eyes were clear and gentle.

There are five points of determination and five points of sobriety in the attachment, and when accumulated, it is a very rare affirmation.

Xie Yanchu was speechless for a moment.

Over the years, he has seen Yang Yimu's well-behaved, disdainful, lazy, fanatical, and dejected...

Now those faces suddenly became blurred, as if they had experienced a big dream.Once he was walking in the mist, he couldn't see the end in the distance, and there was no way back when he turned back. He gradually forgot how long he had walked.The siren's singing is full of ears. I don't know whether it is beauty or despair, and Ai Ai is intermittent during the period. Although it is better than nothing, it is true that he has been with him all the way.

Until even he himself was confused, the reason for persevering was the sunk cost in economics, the biological inertia in physiology, or a subject that only belonged to him. The name of the course was Yang Yimu, which was also love.

And the deep pits in my heart that were too much or less tired before were filled up by Yang Yimu's eyes today.

Outside the ward, there was a little girl running around with marshmallows, eating while running, her sticky mouth was vicious and serious, as if tearing a white cloud.Xie Yanchu stared at the cloud for a long time, perhaps driven by the peaceful atmosphere, and asked the deepest worry in his heart.I never dared to open my mouth before, for fear that some ghost would pop out when I opened the box.And today, I responded to that sentence of a strange coincidence.

If you can't change the reality, do you accept your fate?

Yang Yimu's voice is just like the siren in his dream, but this time it is clear and unique, and the tone is much warmer than in the dream.

If you are fate, I will admit it.

It was already like this in the previous life, and it will not be worse in this life.Now that the heart is settled, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Seriously deliver the best years and deepest trust, from heartbeat to staying together.

You don't need to be rich, you don't need to be famous all over the world.

As long as every year.

Xie Yanchu had to admit that in his previous life, in order to close the distance with the actor Yang Yimu, and in this life, in order to become a qualified actor, he watched a lot of movies, and did a lot of hard work in understanding the psychology of the characters.

But those feelings written in times of peace or war, all the real weaknesses and vicissitudes that were exposed to the public, are not as good as Yang Yimu's light words today.

He is not accepting fate, he will not accept fate, he just loves me.

Xie Yanchu stared at his soft hair in a daze, his stomach was suddenly poked by an elbow, "I've been chasing this article recently, take a look, if you're interested, go try it out?"

After finishing speaking, seeing Xie Yanchu's expression was uneasy, he rubbed it a few times flatteringly, and held the tablet in front of his eyes, "When I watched it, I completely substituted you! It happened that there was an insider report saying that actors are being recruited! There is a lot of competition for the male lead! "

"Oh? Insider information?" The word "insider" added to the voice.

What kind of ears... Yang Yimu was helpless, "I really have nothing to do with your circle."

Xie Yanchu still had a half-believing expression, took the tablet and tapped it twice, "Small towel?"

The only girl in her previous life who succeeded in making Xie Yanchu jealous, the super popular author Yijin, because her Weibo profile picture is a cat, readers call her "Cat Jin", and gradually she has her own unique nickname - Little Towel.

"That's right! I feel like I've been missing something. I've been so bored in the hospital for the past few days, so I paid for this novel and it really caught me." Yang Yimu patted the bed excitedly, "I used to only pay for it after she became famous. Those who know her, Little Towel just finished the college entrance examination this year, it would be weird if I rushed to find her in advance."

When Xie Yanchu saw his 'everything was the best arrangement' look, his stomach became acidic. When he was a child, he stole the green olives that his aunt ate when she was pregnant with Xie Yanxun, but she didn't have such a big reaction.

"What I said before. Eat more, sleep more and use your brain less. Play less on the tablet." Xie Yanchu said with a serious tone, and tapped the tablet with his slender fingers, "Updated to 28 words, the latest chapter I read is Chapter 76, okay . OK. Really OK."

Xie Yanchu said yes three times in a row, Yang Yimu's confidence became weaker and weaker, and he slowly moved behind him. Fortunately, Xie Yanchu had put a pillow behind him before, but his lower back was a little ticklish, so Yang Yimu leaned weakly.

"Speak!" Xie Yanchu was aroused by his action of pulling the quilt, and instead of looking at those big eyes that were full of water, he scolded softly with a straight face.

It's just that his eyes were glued to Bai Shengxue's neck, like hitting rice cakes with a wooden stick, but the rice cakes were still stubborn, but the stick broke in.

There was a faint smile on the face of the person who couldn't recover the cost, but this time it was Yang Yimu who started talking about him, "When I'm discharged from the hospital, shall we go on a trip?"

"Okay. A two-day trip to Beicheng Park."

"No, no, no! Go to Guangzhou morning tea! Go to Shanghai City God's Temple! Then turn to Xi'an Huimin Street!" A certain person's eyes sparkled. During this time, he avoided eating greasy, spicy and everything he liked. The first thing he did when he was discharged from the hospital was to go to the hospital quietly Order a large bowl of steamed mutton at the door.

The ward next door was less injured than him, and Yang Yimu was really hungry these days after suffering from the scent coming from the adjacent window.

How could Xie Yanchu not know what was going on in his heart, and sneered, "Old Chen Jiasheng fried buns at the intersection of Beicheng, served with Hu spicy soup, full."

Yang Yimu was silent, and was so choked that he made a disgusted expression of 'hee hee'.

"I went back and brought today's soup, but the tablet was confiscated." Xie Yanchu got up, unmoved.

"Then remember to read it! I'm in charge of building a good relationship with Little Towel! I'll definitely let you in!"

Xie Yanchu suddenly had a headache.Yang Yimu regards clothes and brocades as his best friend, but clothes and brocades are not necessarily.

He is very familiar with the way Yijin looks at Yang Yimu, and his expression completely reproduces himself in the mirror.Love can't turn to seek and give wholeheartedly. If the giving fails, it may also give birth to powerful hatred.

These dense thoughts were intertwined and cast a huge net, which caught the days and nights that he lived alone after Yang Yimu left in his previous life.But today, those ups and downs in the Internet finally reappear in front of people in a cruel way of tearing apart.

"Anyway, you're right to be careful."

Yang Yimu raised his head in surprise when he heard the words, opened his mouth, and stopped talking.

The dim light in the corridor made Xie Yanchu feel cold, "Don't be sold and count the money."

"Xie Yanchu! Hey! Hey! That's my friend!"

The end didn't catch up with Xie Yanchu's action of closing the door.When Xie Yanchu pressed the light on the downstairs floor, the coldness on his face still remained, a sharp look scared the little girl who mustered up her courage to get in touch and took two steps back.