He Yi, who had fallen to this final step, lay in a wooden barrel, recalling his life in a trance.
He should have been a genius, but from a certain point on, everything changed. Looking back, the sweetest time in his life was the time he spent with Su Qingyuan.
From the first time I saw him, to the inexplicable crush on him, to the crazy pursuit and companionship, to starting a business together. Both of us are from wealthy families, but the feeling of working on projects together and growing together is different.
Occasionally, when the two of them were busy, Su Qingyuan would make noodles. At that time, a bowl of vegetarian noodles with lard and chopped green onions, with an egg added, would make one feel like they had reached the peak of their life.
The two of them were squeezed into a small room, and under the dim light, they could see his pupils up close.
When moving, it is like blooming peach blossoms; when still, it is like a jade osmanthus and a bright moon.
It is the little fairy you will meet in your dream at midnight.
But what was wrong? Why was I not satisfied after being with him? What was that person pursuing in his life?
He Yi couldn't figure it out.
Because he had offended the drug lord, the other party had no intention of letting him go. After turning him into a human pig, he was fed dog food every day. He Yi felt that his body was gradually rotting, and his shit and urine were all in the wooden barrel. The whole person gradually lost his soul, but all the cells in his body were clamoring to live and not let him die.
Such hard times lasted for a month or two. The police who arrived completely wiped out the drug lord’s den and rescued the dying He Yi.
After a month, He Yi and Bai Yunshu finally met again.
Bai Yunshu kept shouting, "I am a child of destiny, I am a god! I know what will happen in the future. If you treat me like this, you will definitely be punished by the gods!"
The prison guards were already accustomed to his crazy talk.
"When will this man's mental evaluation come out? He keeps saying every day that he is reborn and that he is God's favorite. I am tired of hearing it. If he is really reborn, why doesn't he buy a lottery ticket?"
He Yi could hardly recognize the young man in front of him. Bai Yunshu had become a complete madman, and even he couldn't recognize him.
Bai Yunshu started to go crazy again: "I came to save you, why are you doing this to me? I provided them with jobs, I helped those who wanted to lose weight lose weight! I did nothing wrong, so why did you lock me up?"
The prison guard smiled and said, "He's completely crazy."
***
It was chilly in spring. A chill had come quietly after the beginning of spring, making Luo Zhixing feel as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
In the deep winter, Mr. Su finally couldn't make it through the final exam and fell ill. Luo Zhixing repeatedly told him to keep warm, but Mr. Su couldn't resist and caught a cold. Luo Zhixing was so angry that he went to the school to talk to the dean, saying that "Mr. Su is not in good health and can't handle the high-intensity courses at school."
Of course, the dean knew the details of Luo Zhixing and Su Qingyuan. He thought that he could not afford to offend these two great gods, so he immediately adjusted the most relaxed and free schedule for Su Qingyuan. By the way, he sent this old man away. I heard that Luo Zhixing took over his own company recently and surpassed Su Taiqiang. It's hard for him to have time to come here to speak up for Mr. Su.
After returning home, Luo Zhixing was busy making soup with one hand and thinking about how to make Xiao Su wear long johns with the other. Xiao Su would rather die than obey, and Luo Zhixing was so worried that his hair almost turned white overnight. Fortunately, Xiao Su finally got better after a week, and Luo Zhixing was relieved.
He had just recovered from his illness and was busy pruning the Queen Farah and various roses in the courtyard in preparation for winter.
Luo Zhixing almost fainted from anger.
"Su Qingyuan! You just recovered from your illness!"
Mr. Su seemed to have just realized that there was such a person in the room.
"Didn't you take over the company? Why are you still at home?"
He was confused from the bottom of his heart.
Luo Zhixing brought the man back and put a furry coat on him as soon as he entered the house. To be honest, Su Qingyuan didn't like this kind of furry thing at all, but Luo Zhixing liked it very much and even used a high-sounding reason: "Who can resist furry?"
After watching it for a long time, Su Qingyuan also thinks it's okay. Wearing a fluffy coat, Su Qingyuan looks younger.
Su Qingyuan put on her coat obediently and was kissed by Luo Zhixing.
"You really remind me of your college days."
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"Once you caught a cold and wore thick clothes, covering your entire face. Your skin looked white and rosy, so cute."
"...lsp." Su Qingyuan then picked up the big scissors and prepared to go out to prune the branches.
Luo Zhixing followed him and asked from time to time: "Why did you cut so harshly?" Su Qingyuan cut with the scissors and almost two-thirds of the hair was gone.
Su Qingyuan patiently explained to him: "… this way, strong bamboo shoots will grow from the roots next year."
"I see."
Su Qingyuan noticed that no matter where she went, Luo Zhixing would follow her like a sticky candy, occasionally speaking like a good baby.
Since when did he become accustomed to the other person being around him?
Because Su Qingyuan was ill, the two had not done it for a long time. Luo Zhixing obviously couldn't help himself, and that night he hugged and kissed her, fully showing his strong physique and charm. Su Qingyuan felt like a pancake tossed and turned, and finally he had no strength left.
I don’t know why Luo Zhixing is still so energetic.
She even took him to take a bath. Su Qingyuan had a dream about her past life while sleeping.
Before Luo Zhixing had the car accident, he seemed to have found out a lot of things.
He prepared a beautiful bouquet of Queen Farah flowers and planned to give it to someone. Before leaving, he called Su Qingyuan.
"Are you free today? I have something I want to talk to you about."
"Is it something important?" Su Qingyuan's voice on the other end of the phone sounded very tired.
Luo Zhixing: "Have you been sleeping well recently?"
"I slept for three hours. Come over here while I'm still asleep."
Su Qingyuan vaguely recalled that at that time she was involved in company corruption, investigating it every day and only slept for a few hours in a week.
After hanging up the phone, Luo Zhixing picked out a sexy tie and drove to Mingxin Group.
I had a car accident on the way.
Su Qingyuan watched Luo Zhixing being knocked into the sea, and the icy, biting sea water surged up.
Just before she was about to sink to the bottom of the water, her mind kept shouting "It's so cold". Su Qingyuan woke up and the cold wind was like an icy snake, crawling up along her back. No wonder it was so cold in her dream just now. It turned out that the French window was slightly open today, and it started snowing outside, so the cold wind blew in.
"Luo Zhixing, go close the window." Su Qingyuan curled up in the quilt, unwilling to get up, and even covered her cheeks with the quilt.
"Hmm..." Luo Zhixing resigned himself to closing the window. When he came back, he deliberately hugged Su Qingyuan. He felt cold all over and Su Qingyuan kicked him.
The two of them were startled by the sudden cold air and woke up a little.
Luo Zhixing said: "I just had a dream. I dreamed that when I was about to confess my love to you, I got into a car accident and died."
Su Qingyuan's heart trembled, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "The old people said that if you dream of yourself dying, you will live longer."
Luo Zhixing turned around to look at him, and their eyes met. Su Qingyuan met his tender eyes.
"If people have past lives, I would definitely fall in love with you."
Su Qingyuan blushed and called out, "Idiot."
After their bodies warmed up, Luo Zhixing buried Su Qingyuan in his chest and said, "Go to sleep."
Maybe, this is not bad.
Su Qingyuan thought.
A few days later, Luo Zhixing was patrolling the courtyard as usual. He found that Queen Farah, whose hair was cut bald, had grown several times thicker. Luo Zhixing was worried that Su Qingyuan had cut her to death.
In the warm spring air, Luo Zhixing dug up the pine needles covering the soil - picked up by Su Qingyuan specifically to prevent red spider mites. He was surprised to find several new sprouts as thick as chopsticks emerging from the soft soil.
Luo Zhi was enjoying himself so much that he waved at Su Qingyuan from upstairs. The other person was wrapped in a small blanket, reading a book on the balcony. The scattered sunlight fell on him, like a quiet and peaceful painting.
Seeing Luo Zhixing waving, he turned his head over.
Luo Zhixing wanted to say, "It's sprouting." But when the words came to his lips, they suddenly became: "Do you like me?"
Su Qingyuan paused, and her peach blossom eyes curved.
"Yeah, I like it the most."
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