When Xue Zixuan was very busy, Zhou Yunsheng had just arrived in London, England. After buying some necessary supplies, he went to Yorktown in Manchester, where he found a comfortable small hotel to stay in, slept well, woke up and went to the century-old shop to taste The tea shop, then carried his only property, a small backpack, and wandered to visit York Minster.
It is a very Gothic building, opulent and stately, with geometric lines inlaid with colored glass that refract sunlight into blocky blobs. Some were praying, some were singing hymns, some were silently meditating with their heads lowered, but Zhou Yun Sheng looked up at the dome, his head was blank.
I'm finally free, but to be honest, it doesn't feel as smooth as I imagined. He suddenly felt very at a loss, not knowing where to go or what to do, the whole person was empty and light, like a rootless duckweed.
The solemn and quiet atmosphere in the church suffocated him. After sitting for more than ten minutes, he couldn't stand it. He quietly stood up and backed out. The weather is very good today. Although it is a bit cold, the sun is very bright. He didn't want to take a ride, so he stepped on the yellow leaves and walked back step by step.
The new coat was thick and the scarf warm, but somehow he felt something was missing. A couple passed by arm in arm. I don't know what your woman said. The man laughed and took her into his arms. The elongated shadows on the ground merged into one. Zhou Yun Sheng stepped on this shadow, and suddenly realized what he was missing, a warm embrace, two strong arms, the heat blowing in his ears, and the weight hanging around his neck. The entanglement that used to be annoying in the past is now flashing in my memory.
Zhou Yun Sheng wiped his numb face from the wind, not allowing himself to think about it any more. He walked a few steps quickly and passed the golf course next to the hotel. He couldn't help but think of Xue's house, which was also located on the golf course. Xue Zixuan said he wanted to teach him. Playing golf, I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future.
Heck, how can there be his shadow everywhere! With a low curse, Zhou Yun Sheng wrapped a light gray woolen scarf and walked into the hotel. It was warm in the room, and he threw away the backpack. I found a sofa and lay down, put my legs on the coffee table, and waited for someone to change my shoes.
The room was quiet, there was no chatter or low laugh from that person, and it took about a minute for Zhou Yun Sheng to realize that he had left. From now on, no one will help him change his shoes when he enters the door, take him to bed when he is tired, soothe his body and mind when he is empty, and serve him delicious food when he is hungry.
Feeling like grass grows in his heart, nowhere is comfortable, nowhere is peaceful, Zhou Yunsheng resignedly got up, kicked off his sneakers, and climbed into bed with his newly bought laptop to browse domestic news.
Sure enough, as he expected, the Internet exploded, and the news of his disappearance was twisted into a smokescreen. It was said that Huang Yi was the one who hit the car, but the Xue family let his driver Zhao Yin top the cylinder. .
As soon as this remark came out, it was attacked by the crowd. Everyone said that the landlord had no IQ, and the top tank used to amputate one of his own legs? Is there such a hard-working driver? Besides, the process of the fire brigade rescuing the injured from the car is live broadcast, how can it be faked
The police immediately released a video of Zhao Yin stealing a car, proving that Huang Yi had nothing to do with the crash. Immediately afterwards, Xue Zixuan held a press conference, took his parents and sister to apologize to the public for the murder case, and then announced that Xue Rui would be fired from all positions in the Xue family consortium, and he would take over. Since then, the truth about the heart-changing case between twin brothers and sisters has finally come to light, and Huang Yi, who was forced to leave, has won everyone's sympathy.
On the screen, Xue Zixuan's face was very pale. He stood up and bowed in apology. He even shook twice and almost fainted.
Zhou Yun Sheng also shook his hands when he was shaking. He wanted to help him before he suddenly remembered that they were now not only separated by a thin screen, but also separated by the ends of the earth.
A reporter held the microphone to his mouth and asked aggressively: "Excuse me, Mr. Xue, what do you think about reporting your biological parents and foster sister who grew up with him for an irrelevant person? How can you do it? To this point? Tell me about your mental journey, please?"
"You mean I'm doing something wrong?" Xue Zixuan stopped abruptly and turned to look at the reporter, "Then what do you think I should do? I don't know what to do, hide everything, and watch my parents and sister. Join forces to kill Xiaoyi and dig out his heart? What's more, I should be involved in helping them to destroy their corpses, clean up the front and back, right? Some people say that I have no conscience, and even my parents report it, Then let me ask you, helping them break the law and help them kill is to have a conscience? Then your so-called 'conscience' is really terrible."
The reporter was speechless when asked. He just had no brains and knew that Xue Zixuan had done nothing wrong. Those who criticized him for being ruthless did not dare to speak up. When the new leader took office, it was the most severe period of social rectification. No one had the courage to openly say that Xue Zixuan's actions to uphold the law and justice were against human ethics.
He stood on the commanding heights of law and morality, and was beyond reproach.
"It is said that you and Huang Yi maintained an improper relationship between male and female. This is the main reason for you to report your parents, is that so?" The reporter was determined to fight against Xuan Zixuan.
The young man who had always been expressionless showed a rare anger, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't use your dirty thoughts to stain our relationship, if anyone spreads rumors or slanders our reputation on this matter, I will take the necessary laws. Means." After he finished speaking, he quickly left under the protection of bodyguards. How he wanted to speak out his love in front of the whole world, but no, he couldn't push the boy to the forefront.
Zhou Yun Sheng stared at the page that had finished playing and entered the advertising period, but couldn't recover for a long time. He checked the share price of Xue's consortium, and it fell, but not by much. Several cross-border mergers and acquisitions were announced in a timely manner. Investors are full of confidence in the development prospects of Xue's consortium. Maybe after a while, the stock price will rise back. , and higher than before.
He let out a breath of foul breath, never expecting that Xue Zixuan would choose to call the police. He thought that he would cover up the matter secretly and minimize the losses and negative impact of the Xue family, but he didn't. He actually reported the three of Xue Rui in person, and held a press conference to announce the truth of the case.
Everything he did was to protect himself, and he took himself out to avoid random speculation by the media. Zhou Yun Sheng couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart. Open other news.
Zhao Yin and Hu Dong did not die in the car accident, which he had expected. Not to mention that he raised the safety factor of the sports car again and again, that is, Hu Dong's Maybachs are all bulletproof and shockproof, which can protect the life safety of the car owner to the greatest extent. One of the two amputated the left leg and the other cut off the right leg, which can be regarded as retribution. He sent the video of Hu Dong killing his parents back to China, and the matter was cleared up. As for the automatic driving system left in the car, it was They couldn't decipher it even if they gave it to the forensic department for another 100 years, they just thought it was an ordinary entertainment facility.
Now that the police have arrested a series of people involved in the case, it will be a matter of time before the complete chain of evidence is found based on the audio. Xue Rui is currently recruiting a lawyer to defend himself. Although the murder is already in progress, the person is not dead after all. If he is convicted of attempted murder, he will be sentenced to three or five years in prison at most. Loss without paying any price at all.
He thought beautifully, but unfortunately, he followed Xue Jingyi's advice and bought two kilograms of heroin to frame Huang Yi. Buying and selling drugs is a serious crime, not to mention that the number is so large that it is possible to be sentenced to life or the death penalty.
Xue Rui panicked and immediately turned the confession, putting all the charges on Xue Jingyi. Xue Li Danni also obeyed the lawyer's advice and confessed that Xue Jingyi was the mastermind.
In fact, they have not wronged Xue Jingyi. The evidence they have obtained shows that Xue Jingyi is indeed the mastermind. In order to plunder the heart of her twin brother, she has carefully formulated several murder plans, which can be described as unscrupulous and exhaustive.
Xue Jingyi was shocked when she learned that all the evidence pointed to her, and because of the huge amount of drugs she bought, she would face the heaviest death penalty and the lightest sentence of fifteen years in prison.
At this time, a reporter from CCTV came to interview this future star who was once surrounded by aura, but now she is behind bars. She saw her shaking the door, crying bitterly, and repeatedly saying that she was wrong, that she was just a ghost.
"I want to see my brother. I want a lawyer. Let my brother help me find the best lawyer! Huang Yi ran away from home. He is not dead.
The CCTV reporter stood by and watched for a while, patted her full of tears, almost mad and ugly, and then stepped forward to interview, but saw several lawyers hurried over with briefcases, with very serious expressions.
The reporter recognized that these people were famous people in China, and the consultation fees were expensive, so they didn't pay any attention to the cameras next to them.
"Uncle Li, you're here! Did my brother ask you to help me defend?" Xue Jingyi grabbed the corner of lawyer Li's shirt across the prison door. He is a friend of Xue Rui, and he watched the two brothers and sisters of the Xue family grow up since he was a child. He didn't expect such a thing to happen.
Because of his upright personality and upright personality, Xue Rui only asked him to handle the company's legal affairs, and some shameful private affairs were handed over to another lawyer, which is why he was not dragged into the water.
To be honest, he was very distressed and shocked on the day the incident broke out. In any case, he never imagined that his old friend, in order to prolong the life of his adopted daughter, would hit an innocent teenager with his idea. What made him even more unbelievable was Xue Jingyi's viciousness. After listening to those audio files, he felt cold from the inside out, and he couldn't imagine how Huang Yi felt when he heard these.
He avoided Xue Jingyi's outstretched hand with disgust on his face, and then took out a document from his briefcase and said, "This is the document to terminate your adoption relationship with the Xue family. Xue Li Danni has already signed it, so you can sign it too."
The reporter was keenly aware that this was a flashpoint, and hurriedly asked the photographer to shoot the document. Zhou Yunsheng, who was far away in the UK, was also able to see the contents of the document clearly, and it really was a document to terminate the adoption relationship. After signing this, Xue Jingyi had nothing to do with the Xue family. She also wanted Xue Zixuan to help her find the best lawyer and release him on bail. That was a dream.
Princess Xue, who used to be high above, is nothing from today. Oh no, at least she still has a "famous" status - a prisoner.
Seeing this, Zhou Yun Sheng let out a long sigh. If he didn't get rid of the villain system, Xue Jingyi's today would be his tomorrow. He may also be imprisoned for persecuting her, or he may give his heart in a reasonable and legal way because of an accident, so that she can live a peaceful, beautiful and happy life with her beloved.
But why? Why should he use his life to perfect them? Rubbing his brows, he stared indifferently at the girl who collapsed and cried on the screen.
At this moment, she did not have the splendor and calmness in the golden hall. She tried to grab the document and tore it up. After being avoided by the lawyer, she rolled around and cried, clutching her heart and screaming pain. She tried every means to avoid this. The document finally came true. The early warning rushed to take her to the hospital. The reporter ran behind the ambulance for a while, but had to return without success.
At the end of the video, Zhou Yunsheng "crackly" tapped the keyboard and quickly found out which hospital Xue Jingyi went to. She didn't die, but her weak body made her unable to stand trial. Even if she was sentenced, she could still be granted medical parole, but so what, she was homeless now, and going out would be better than going to jail.
She had been reluctant to sign the document, but Xue Zixuan unilaterally announced that he had terminated the relationship with his brother and sister, and then filed a complaint with the court for enforcement.
Her loving parents now hate her to the bone, and her favorite brother feels disgusting even looking at her. They don't want her anymore, which makes her lifeless.
Zhou Yun Sheng didn't care how Xue Jingyi felt, whether she regretted it, whether she would die of heart failure. After he browsed all the relevant news, he was relieved to know that those who had hurt him or tried to hurt him were miserable.
When he was about to turn off the computer, the anonymously registered Weibo issued a clear prompt tone. He followed someone in the block for updates. He only followed Xue Zixuan. Now that the Xue family is worried about internal and external troubles, is he still in the mood to post on Weibo
Driven by curiosity, he opened it, and found that the man only wrote one line of words and sent a second-shot video.
"Wait for you to come back, no matter how long." A simple sentence, no cute expressions or gorgeous decorations. A video is attached below: a large white, slender hand with well-defined knuckles gently taps a half-foot-tall metal egg, The egg shook, the shell opened with a "click", and small short hands and short feet grew, and then knelt down and kowtowed while begging for mercy in a funny metallic voice: "Master, I was wrong, master, forgive me! Master, I was wrong, master, forgive me. …”
The video kept playing in a loop, and the voice of the villain's system admitting his mistake poured into his eardrums, which lingered. Zhou Yun Sheng stared at the screen and remained silent for a long time.
On the other side of the world, Xue Zixuan was also staring at the screen after posting on Weibo. From what he learned from the previous life, he knew that the young man liked to roam the Internet very much. He collected all kinds of electronic products, and also collected all kinds of news. He also liked to use a trumpet to peep at the screen, and by the way to tease his fans.
When he came out of the haze, he lived a wonderful and happy life. He had Xue Yan by his side in the last life, who would he be in this life? Thinking of this, Xue Zixuan felt heart-piercing pain again. He covered his chest and whimpered softly. No one knew how much he hated Xue Yan and wished he could replace him; no one knew that he was once so close to happiness that he only needed to reach out his hand.
Now, where is the young man who can make him extremely happy with just a look and a smile? Are you afraid, are you tired, have you eaten well, and have you dressed warmly? He cared about him, and wished he could split his soul in two, half in the boy's heart, and half in a string tied to his wrist.
However, these are all delusions. Xue Zixuan covered his red eyes, and it took him a long time to struggle out of the abyss of despair.
"No matter where you are, remember to eat well, go to bed on time, don't stay up late, don't sleep in clothes just because you're lazy, it's uncomfortable, and it's easy to catch a cold, and most importantly, pay attention to safety." Going out, Xue Zixuan closed Weibo and sighed in disappointment.
He never gave up searching, but Xiaoyi is really smart, and she didn't even leave a trace, but it's true that he can build a car that drives like a ghost, and naturally he can disappear like a ghost, no matter the previous life or the current one. I, he has never been a generalist.
Zhou Yunsheng read Xue Zixuan's new Weibo word by word, and really admired him. After such a distance, his nagging nature still couldn't be changed. Due to the many scandals in the Xue family recently, his Weibo fans have skyrocketed by more than one million. Of course, he had a lot of fans before, and there are all over the world.
As soon as this Weibo was posted, everyone had already guessed that the person he was waiting for was Huang Yi. There are trolls spraying it, but most of them like it, and the teenagers who have not driven away to pray, and some people are very interested in the villain system, and have been asking where they can sell it.
Xue Zixuan didn't reply, he just stared at each ID, hoping that there was a beloved boy in it.
Zhou Yunsheng rolled his fingertips on the mouse to give a thumbs up, but he couldn't press it in the end. He turned off the computer, rolled up the quilt, slept for a few minutes, and then suddenly jumped up. Take off your clothes and pants.
Thinking that when he got home, he didn't have to sit on the sofa or lie down on the bed, and someone would automatically come up to change his shoes, take off his clothes, wipe his face, and soak his feet. He shouldn't live too comfortable.
Home, he actually called a place like Xue's house home? Zhou Yun Sheng thumped the bed irritably, threw his clothes and trousers to the ground, and rolled into the bed full of trouble.
After wandering around in the UK doing nothing for several months, he had little money left in the card, so Zhou Yunsheng rented a house, purchased a few computers with advanced equipment, and planned to write some small software and sell it for money.
Xue Zixuan never gave up searching. He lived a life similar to his previous life. He kept hiring private detectives to chase after him. As long as a photo of a boy who looked like a boy was sent back, he would leave his arduous official duties and chase him far and wide. In the past, but the results are always disappointing.
Time flies, and two years have passed before you know it. Zhou Yunsheng has already taken root in the UK. He has no fixed job. Gradually, a huge fortune was accumulated.
He occasionally buys a few stocks for financial management, but most of his savings are used to splurge, such as buying the most advanced technology products, luxury cars, luxury houses, and even ancient castles. Money is just a symbol to him, and it can be earned at any time when it is spent. Over time, life has become boring.
It was Christmas Eve, and after staying at home for nearly two months, he decided to go out on a date. This is his first date since he came to the UK. The object is a friend he met online. He has never met before, but his words are witty and humorous, and it can be seen that he is a highly educated gentleman.
Zhou Yunsheng likes gentlemen. It is best to be gentle and considerate under the bed like Xue Zixuan, strong and crazy in bed, and romantic and pure as an artist. While sorting his hair, he unknowingly applied the standard of mate selection to Xue Zixuan and couldn't help but curse.
"Why is it always haunted! I've already left, and I still want a fart." He muttered, but Zuo was unconscious, turned on the computer, and logged on to Weibo to check the person's latest news.
When that person was a pianist, he didn’t post a single Weibo for a year. After he changed his career, he became a Weibo controller. He posted three messages on time every morning, noon and night, and occasionally accompanied pictures and photos to share his mood and experience.
There are three Weibo posts today. At 7:30, I posted "Good morning, remember to eat breakfast". Fans who are accustomed to this regularity responded one after another with "Good morning". After 12 noon, Weibo was accompanied by a lunch The pictures, simple white rice, pork trotters in sauce, assorted vegetables, fried green peppers, and the text are also very concise - don't take a nap after lunch. The one in the evening is a blessing: Peaceful Christmas Eve, and the picture shows the villain system wearing a Christmas hat.
Fans liked it a bit, blessed it, praised the villain system for being cute, and called Huang Yi to go home quickly. They know who the male god cares about every day. Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, he can only rely on this method to convey his thoughts.
After two years, Xue Zixuan won the title of "Hot Boy". At first, some people said that he was doing a show, that he was whitewashing that he belonged to the Bai Xue Consortium, but with more than 700 days and nights of persistence, those sarcastic voices gradually disappeared, replaced by touching and sympathy.
He didn't say anything explicit, but the love hidden between the lines was poignant. He can turn a deaf ear when others say he is a disgusting homosexual, but if he talks about the teenager, he will immediately receive a lawyer's letter and a warning letter.
At the beginning of the murder case, the Xue clan was indeed affected to some extent, but now, he has already become an unshakable existence like a giant. Even Xue Yan, the patriarch of the Xue clan, often sighs that future generations are terrifying, so no one dares to confront Xue Zixuan. , those trolls and homophobes have long since disappeared.
"I didn't eat breakfast at all today, you got up at 7:30, I just finished my work at 7:30 and just fell asleep." Zhou Yun Sheng stared at the picture of the lunch and drooled, "I can't eat fried green peppers in the UK, I'm so hungry, and I'll have lunch immediately. Go to bed, happy Christmas Eve. But I'm afraid it's too late, it should be Christmas at your place."
He turned off the computer and sighed leisurely. It was said that the holiday was the time when he felt homesick the most, and he was right. Now he actually misses Xue Zhai, who used to be as cold as a cage.
Suddenly, the phone rang, and the date sent the date. He just got up and went out. He bought a few villas and a sprawling manor castle, but in the end he still likes to live in a duplex apartment of more than 200 square meters in downtown London.
The bigger the area of the house, the emptier his heart is. When he doesn't like talking to himself, he can still hear his own echo. The loneliness at that moment makes him particularly uncomfortable.
Parking in the nearest parking lot, he walked slowly towards the restaurant on the corner. The aroma of food and wine wafts through the dining room, and guests gather to celebrate the holiday, chatting, whispering, and laughing. A waiter greeted him and asked if he had a reservation.
"I made an appointment." Zhou Yun Sheng took off his thick scarf.
Without waiting for the waiter to speak, a young white man who was seated alone raised his hand and greeted, "Chen?"
"It's me." Zhou Yun Sheng walked over with a smile, and looked at the other person without a trace. He was tall, handsome, well-dressed, and his speech was polite and humorous, which was consistent with his image on the Internet.
This date was very pleasant, at least for Zhou Yun Sheng, who had never made friends. When he left the restaurant, he was thinking about whether to develop further as he walked, and suddenly a group of bikers came quickly from the corner, with a deterrent voice coming out of his mouth.
Before Zhou Yun Sheng could react, the white young man quickly rushed across the street, his back pressed against the wall, and his hands were raised above his head to show that he was not a threat. Zhou Yunsheng, who was left alone in the middle of the road, was surrounded by bikers, and the exhaust fumes from his motorcycle made him cough again and again.
A problem that could be solved with a few punches, Zhou Yun Sheng was too lazy to move today, he took out his wallet and threw hundreds of large-denominated bills into the sky, and walked away while the bikers and pedestrians were robbing money.
The white young man was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly caught up to apologize: "Chen, I'm sorry just now, I shouldn't have left you..."
"You don't need to apologize, there is an old saying in our country that a gentleman does not build a wall of danger. When encountering danger, everyone's subconscious action is to protect himself. If it were me, I would too." He said this with a dazed expression.
Yes, everyone will protect themselves subconsciously, but Xue Zixuan doesn't. He always puts his safety first. In his memory, he crossed the road once. , was nearly hit by a speeding vehicle. It was Xue Zixuan who pulled him back and held him tightly in his arms, exposing his back to the direction the vehicle was coming from. In this way, even if he was hit, he would suffer the most damage.
At the moment of life and death, human behavior is not controlled by the brain. The choices they make are often the deepest obsession in their hearts. Xue Zixuan's obsession is to protect himself, right? It was only at this moment that Xue Zixuan came to his senses.
He still remembered how the man was furious after the danger, how he kissed him madly, how he snatched the psp from his hand and smashed it to pieces. At that time, he felt very annoying and made a fuss. Now he is watching it, and his heart is full Full of emotion and regret.
The white young man was still talking in his ear, but Zhou Yun Sheng could no longer hear him, he said goodbye absentmindedly, and then drove away quickly. When he got home, he turned on the computer and saw that Xue Zixuan had posted another Weibo with only two words—missing you. The accompanying picture is a huge dining table, a sumptuous meal, one hand is holding the dish into the bowl next door, but the seat next door is empty, and the person he is waiting for is still far away.
Fans replied below, and invariably chose the expression of tears.
"Huang Yi, your brother is calling you to go home for dinner!" A netizen called out in distress, and many people agreed.
Zhou Yun Sheng stared at this Weibo for more than ten minutes, and then hesitantly gave a like. He started to browse news about Xue Zixuan.
The young man is becoming more and more powerful and ruthless, and his reputation in the market is extremely bad. He is nicknamed "Piranha" because he likes to annex companies of the same type in the process of expanding Xue's consortium, and some of them have been powerful. Big Mac.
Two years ago, the Xue Consortium was mainly engaged in the financial and real estate industries, but now it is mainly engaged in the manufacture of machinery and heavy industry. Xue Zixuan also annexed one of the most famous automobile manufacturing companies, Amu, and took over the submarine tunnel project connecting Asia and Europe. , the profit is as high as 10 billion.
Like an insatiable glutton, he devoured all his prey one by one, wishing he could extend his tentacles to every corner of the world. A business tycoon once satirized him as a nouveau riche and wanted to buy the whole world. When the reporter asked, he nodded expressionlessly and agreed. That night, he posted a Weibo - The whole world can't find you, so I can only buy the whole world.
The overbearing president's declaration made the little girl who loves fantasy excited for several days, and also called Xue Zixuan insomnia for half a month. Now, he turned out the Weibo that Xue Zixuan once posted one by one, and browsed them one by one. The empty and lonely heart was slowly filled and warmed at the same time.
When it was eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening in London, it was already seven thirty in the morning in the Chinese Empire. It was eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening, and it was already seven thirty in the morning in Hua Guoji. Xue Zixuan had another night's dream, always starting from a muddy country road and ending in an endless abyss. He wanted to go back to the past, go back to the dilapidated earthen kiln where he met the young man, hold his hand, and tell him that he would protect him and love him well. But in the dream, he couldn't do it anyway. When he stretched out his hand, the young man who was in front of him would suddenly become far away. He chased in the direction of his disappearance, but he stepped into the abyss.
Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Xue Zixuan picked up his phone habitually and sent a "good morning". He was the only one living in the huge Xue house now. The housekeeper and servants lived in the corner building in the back garden. When he got dressed and walked down the steps, he heard the sound of his own footsteps echoing in the stairwell, and the feeling of loneliness instantly struck him.
He couldn't help missing the boy, but he couldn't do anything to find him. He hid so well that he didn't leave any traces that could be cured. Sometimes, he even thought desperately: Can he meet him in his lifetime
He walked across the grass, bypassed the workshop, and came to the greenhouse built two years ago. There were no precious flowers and plants in it, except for the bellflower or bellflower, which has already formed buds under the right temperature, and will bloom after a while.
He took a photo of the delicate flower and bone dipped in dewdrops, posted it on Weibo, and wrote this sentence with a pleading mood - it is said that when the bellflower blooms, happiness will come again, please give me a new happiness chance, okay
Zhou Yunsheng, who was far away in London, first saw the sentence good morning, and then looked at this picture, and couldn't help being stunned. Xue Zixuan has been obsessed with planting flowers in the past two years, and he often posts photos of himself watering and weeding on Weibo. The plants on that side are without exception the bellflowers. Flower language.
In a trance, he remembered that he also received a bellflower on Christmas Eve that year. The flower girl said that Kikyo represents desperate love, but it also represents eternal love.
Desperate and eternal, such a love is undoubtedly cruel, as if to indicate that their relationship was tragic from the beginning. But who doesn't crave happiness? Xue Zixuan wanted it, why didn't he want it? Zhou Yun Sheng suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable. He found that his reflex arc was very long, and this pain and regret was delayed by a full two years.
He lay down on the bed, covered his head with the quilt, breathed hard, whimpered in a low voice, and unknowingly fell asleep with tears streaming down his face. When he woke up the next day, he found his head dizzy and his whole body sore.
"Oops, I forgot to take off my clothes when I slept. If I were at home, I would definitely be scolded." He muttered out of breath, got out of bed, found some cold medicine to eat, and then lay down on the sofa again.
In the afternoon, he woke up from a stupor, barely able to move his fingers, his forehead was very hot, and his ears were "buzzing" non-stop.
I have a fever, and I need to take medicine and injection immediately. But there is no fever-reducing medicine at home, and no friends who can take him to the hospital. The phone was placed on the coffee table, but it was out of reach anyway. Zhou Yun Sheng tried several times, and finally rolled off the sofa, climbed to the coffee table, and got his phone.
At this time, he was already tired in a cold sweat, and the fingers on the dial were trembling. He thought he was calling an emergency call, but only when he heard the low and pleasant voice from the other end did he realize that he was so confused that he had already made the call. Yu Xin's number was entered.
The telegram comes from London, England, which is not uncommon for Xue Zixuan, but the number is very unfamiliar. He asked several times in succession, but only heavy breathing came from the other end.
Gradually, he seemed to realize something, his heart throbbed violently, and his calm tone became choked and urgent: "Is it Xiaoyi's? Is it you? Talk, brother, please say something!"
The humble prayer stung Zhou Yun Sheng's heart. People who are sick are always especially vulnerable, especially when they are far away from home and are left unattended. He endured and endured, but in the end he couldn't hold back, and said dumbly, "Brother, it's me."
"Xiaoyi, where are you? What's wrong with you?" Xue Zixuan immediately noticed that the boy's voice was abnormal, and hurriedly got up and dressed.
"I'm sick." Just after saying these words, Zhou Yun Sheng went to find his family for the lost child, crying and coquettishly, "I'm sick, but there's no antipyretic medicine at home. I have a headache, my ears are buzzing, my hands and feet are ringing. I'm too weak to walk, I want to go to the hospital, brother, will you take me to the hospital?"
All the disguised strengths and disguised indifferences, all collapsed at this time, revealing the fragility and attachment deeply buried in the bottom of my heart, this person has been in reincarnation for several lifetimes, the only person who gives him warmth and protection is the only one who talks about love He loves him and never hurts his people.
Xue Zixuan was both excited and arrogant, but instead suppressed the momentary ecstasy. He didn't dare to delay. He opened the closet to look for clothes, and coaxed softly: "Xiao Yicheng, my brother will come to accompany you right away, please tell me the address. You are very ill and must go to the hospital immediately, but my brother is the fastest It won't be there in an hour, so I have to call someone to take you to the hospital first. Do you have the strength to open the door?"
Zhou Yunsheng reported the address, and said in a daze: "I have no strength, I miss my brother, I miss you hug me, kiss me. I want to find someone to date and start over. But that person is not as good as you, half as good as you are. ."
People always express their deepest desires when they are unconscious. Zhou Yun Sheng was also not exempt. He didn't know how powerfully his words saved Xue Zixuan from the abyss of despair.
He almost crushed his cell phone before he could restrain the urge to fly to the boy, hug him, and kiss him. He was so worried that his whole body burned, but he was so dizzy with joy.
"Xiaoyi, my brother misses you too." He was reluctant to hang up, but he had to contact the private plane and contact his subordinates far away in the UK to quickly send the boy to the hospital. At this time, he couldn't help but be grateful for his decision to expand his business to Europe, otherwise, when Xiaoyi was alone and helpless, he would not have the ability to protect him.
While coaxing the boy to speak slowly, he ran into the study and used another mobile phone to contact the assistant. On the other side, Xiaoyi looked at her as if she was asleep, her breathing was a little blocked, and it sounded in his ear, but he couldn't bear it. Hang up the phone and stick it to your chest instead.
"Okay, Mr. Xue, I'll contact the airport immediately." The assistant didn't dare to complain when he was woken up at one or two in the middle of the night. This is the treasure that the president has been looking for for more than two years. If he loses it again, the president can peel him off.
"I'll contact Vincent in the UK and ask him to rush over immediately." I heard that the young man was severely burned, and he might not even have the strength to open the door. The assistant immediately contacted the security personnel who often cooperate with them. Opening a lock should It's within reach.
"Okay, let him hurry up!" Xue Zixuan hung up the phone and put the other phone to his ear