Rebirth: Throwing the Bamboo Horse

Chapter 102

An Zhentang nodded, his chest felt warm, and he felt sleepy again, but when he heard Ke Xuan call him, he opened his eyes and looked at him suspiciously

"Tangtang, did you faint because of seeing blood?"

An Zhentang was taken aback, he didn't think about it at all, even now he was dizzy, so why would he think about what happened to him.

What's more, how could he faint when he saw blood? It's not like he hasn't seen blood before.

Just when he was about to speak, he suddenly thought that he didn't get blood-sick in his previous life, but...after that accident, it might not be impossible for him to get blood-sick.

Thinking of tonight, I felt dizzy and flustered after seeing blood suddenly, so...he was dizzy?

He didn't want to accept this terrible fact that he was actually dizzy as a man, why should he be so weak and weak like a white lotus...

Seeing his miserable expression, Ke Yu was a little puzzled.

"What's the matter? Tangtang? Do you feel uncomfortable thinking about those things? Then don't think about it, be good, close your eyes and go to sleep. If there is no problem in the examination tomorrow, you can go back."

An Zhentang shook his head, "I just don't want to believe that I'm actually dizzy. I think if I let my father know, he would drag me for a dna test to see if I'm his own."

Seeing that he still had the energy to tell jokes, Ke Yu dissipated some of the worry in his brows and eyes, "What are you talking about, isn't it just dizzy blood? What will happen, don't think about it, go to sleep"

An Zhentang took his hand, "Come up and sleep with me"

Ke Yu closed the door, took off her clothes and went to bed.

Although I specially asked for a single room, the bed was still a single bed, so Ke Xuan turned slightly sideways, hugged An Zhentang into his arms, used one hand as a pillow for him, and slowly rubbed his stomach with the other hand.

Not long after, An Zhentang fell asleep again, and Ke Xuan was slightly relieved.

He bowed his head and kissed him lightly. If Yu Yan hadn't acted fast tonight, he might really not be able to resist killing people.

Holding the soft body in her arms, Ke Yu also closed her eyes with peace of mind.

An Zikang sent Yuyan back to the villa, "Rest well, don't take a bath today, although the injury is not serious, it's better not to see the water, you should rest early"

After speaking, he turned around to deal with those scumbags tonight, but Yu Yan suddenly took his hand, "Are you coming back tonight?"

An Zikang chuckled, "Why, there must have been a fight at night, so I didn't dare to stay alone. The Yu Yan I know is not so timid."

Yu Yan shook his head, "I'm worried about you. I can feel that you are very angry. I can also feel that you are so angry that you want to kill someone. But, I don't want you to kill someone. I don't want that kind of person to get your hands dirty. It's not worth it."

An Zikang was slightly stunned, slowly retracted his expression, looked at Yu Yan seriously, and after a while reached out his hand to gently touch his face, it was a little cold, but warmer than his own hand, "I was careless, I didn't think it was too far away." I don't want to be too troublesome, so I didn't bring any bodyguards. If anything happens to any of you tonight, I will regret it for the rest of my life. I feel very uncomfortable, so I need to do something to vent this anger, do you understand?"

Yu Yan nodded, An Zikang was responsible for going out to play this time, and it can be said that An Zikang was responsible for the safety of all of them.

Especially when there were bodyguards following him, but he didn't feel troublesome, just like if he who was closest to An Zhentang slowed down a step at that time, the consequences would also be unbearable for him.

Let go of An Zikang's hand, and looked at him quietly for a while, "I see, you can do what you want, come back early, um... I'll wait for you"

An Zikang looked at him silently, seeing him staring at him stubbornly, he couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his mouth "OK" after a while

After the car drove a certain distance, An Zikang could still see Yu Yan standing at the door in the mirror. Perhaps, it wouldn't be too difficult to try to accept a new relationship, especially this person, who would always make him feel very uncomfortable. It's comfortable to relax.

An Zikang took Yu Yan to the hospital early in the morning, and saw An Zhentang who was already very energetic.

An Zikang looked around him with strange eyes for a long time, and saw that An Zhentang was flabbergasted.

"Uncle! What are you looking at!"

Isn't it just dizziness? Although he also felt very ashamed, this is also excusable, although he can't and won't say this reason at all.

An Zikang shrugged, "I just want to know what your father or grandpa would look like if they knew you were bleeding."

An Zhentang rolled his eyes at him, hugged Yu Yan's uninjured arm and said, "Yanyan is better, hum, my uncle only pokes people's scars, my uncle is so bad, Yanyan, you won't let him go to bed for a month! Hmph, Suffocate him!"

An Zikang's eyes widened. He only responded to Yu Yan's feelings last night and decided to try to be with Yu Yan. How could this kid know?

Does he really know or is it just a blindfold?

With a paralyzed face, Yu Yan was indifferent to An Zhentang's teasing, although he also wanted to know why An Zhentang knew they were together, and even told himself how to please the old man during dinner last night.

But An Zhentang is smart, maybe he has seen his feelings before he even realized it?

So An Zhentang's misunderstanding from the beginning was wrong, and he didn't find the problem in the middle from the beginning to the end.

Originally, the trip was only scheduled for four days and three nights, but in the end, he stayed in the villa for a few more days, which meant that the wound on Yan's shoulder was scarred before returning.

Seeing the two sons coming back, Ma An took each of them and kissed and hugged them one by one.

"Tell mom if you enjoyed this time. Is skiing fun? Have you encountered any fun things? Didn't you say that you will come back after playing for three or four days at most, and you are so happy that you don't want to go back until seven or eight days ago." "

Although the two children are always busy at home, they will still be together when eating.

I usually don't feel anything, but when the two children are away, I feel that the house is very deserted.

As for the accident that happened, no one said anything about it, so I just mentioned a few words that there are people who don't have good eyesight to ask for beatings. As for An Zhentang's dizziness, in order to avoid causing more troubles, he tacitly forgot about it.

An Zhentang heaved a sigh of relief, such a shameful thing, let it dissipate with the wind.

The city of Beijing is much warmer, An Zhentang finally got rid of the bloat, and his activities are not so restrained.

After accumulating a lot of work, Ke Yu was busy spinning around as soon as he came back.With nothing to do, An Zhentang dragged Pan Jiahao, who was also doing nothing, to hang on the game all day long.

In order to be able to see Ke Yu at all times, he simply installed two computers in the small room of Ke Yu's office, and went to and from get off work with Ke Yu every day.

As for his temporary position in Anfu Company, he selectively forgot.

When school is on holiday, so is work.

Seeing that the office prepared for An Zhentang hadn't waited for its owner for many days, Father An silently sighed in his heart.

He also thought that this kid had grown up a bit and knew he was working hard, but he was beaten back to his original form in just a few days, and he had no hope for this son at all.

When he was holding such a small soft lump, he thought that as long as his son had no worries about food, clothing, health and happiness, now, although he had taken a fork in the road of life, he could barely reach his original goal. Lower your expectations.

Looking at the empty office again, I was so tired that I didn't want to say anything.

Yu Yan handed over the bank cards he had saved over the years to An Zikang, as well as a bunch of brochures of houses he had selected, pointing to several of An's real estate properties.

"These houses are all An's real estate. If you buy your house, there should be an internal price."

An Zikang held it in his hand and looked through it. They were all good-sized houses, and the location was good. Everything was good and life was very convenient.

"You want to buy a house?"

Yu Yan corrected him blankly, "It's us. What kind of house do you like? I have enough money in my card for these houses. If you like a bigger one, it should be fine, but you may have to wait to buy a car."

An Zikang usually drives several million or even tens of millions of cars. If he wants to buy a house and a car, he may not have enough money.

An Zikang stared blankly at Yu Yan, then lowered his head to look at the bank card in his hand, inexplicably bursting out with some complicated emotions.

Put the card into his wallet in front of Yu Yan, and put away the brochure

"Then since you asked me to choose what I like, I will buy it according to my preference."

Yu Yan nodded. He didn't buy a house or car all this time because he wanted to let the other party choose what he likes in the future. Anyway, it doesn't matter where he lives, and any kind of car doesn't matter to him.

After dinner at Yu Yan's house, An Zikang leaned on Yu Yan's bed with his laptop in his arms and watched a movie with earphones, and Yu Yan started a novel that had been discontinued on his website for several days.

Originally, I saved the manuscript box at a good time, but who knows that it was delayed for a few days, so the update was interrupted.

The comments below were full of wailing, and some people guessed that he was transmigrated to save another world.

Probably falling in love will indeed affect the mood. The passage that was originally abusive, he just wrote it into a sweet essay.

Thinking that the readers might be howling again in the future, Yu Yan snorted lightly, expressing that he is the author, so he can be so willful!

An Zikang suddenly hugged him from behind, squeezed onto the chair and rested his chin on him, looked at some people's messages on the screen, and said curiously

"You still write online novels? I thought you were writing scripts, mind if I take a look?"

He knows that many people actually don't like others, especially those who are very close to them, to read what they have written, and they always feel embarrassed.

So even if he is very interested, he will ask the other party first, and if he doesn't mind, he will read it.

Yu Yan shook his head, "Brain hole text, just take it easy"

An Zikang was not ashamed to ask, "What is Brainstorming?"

"It's just writing whatever comes to mind"

An Zikang raised his eyebrows. Since Yu Yan didn't mind such words, he decided to go and see what Yu Yan had in mind.