After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

Not just hugging.

The man's neck was wide open, and he put one hand on the girl's waist and the other on her back.

Due to too much force, the girl leaned forward half body, almost against his arms.

The two seemed to have just separated, Xie Dingyuan's eyes were dark and his breathing was panting; Jiang Fuyue's lips were bright and her cheeks were crimson.

What has been done, it is clear at a glance.

"……you?"

Zhong Ziang felt for a moment that he hadn't woken up yet, and what he saw in front of him was just a dream.

But one second, two seconds...

Over time, he did not wake up, and the "dream" did not disappear.

So, everything is true.

At this moment, the girl he liked was held in his arms by his uncle, touching and kissing.

There was still a smile on the corners of their mouths.

Zhong Zi'ang had never seen his uncle involved with a woman, but the first time he saw him, he took the girl he liked.

His eyes were hot, and the tip of his nose was sore, "You...are you in love?"

The boy's eyes were broken, his face was pale, and every word he said was wronged.

Jiang Fuyue looked at her nephews and uncles and quietly withdrew from Xie Dingyuan's arms: "You didn't tell him?"

"It's too late to say..." It was smashed.

Xie Dingyuan had expected the worst, and now it has happened.

He moved his eyes lightly and looked up at Zhong Zian: "Yes, we are together."

"I wanted to say the day you came back, but you left too quickly..."

Zhong Ziang was trembling all over, but his tone was unusually calm: "When did it start?"

Xie Dingyuan: "...the day I came back from Continent F."

So, after rejecting him, Yici, and Ling Xuan, Jiang Fuyue chose his uncle? !

Why?

The boy's eyes were blank.

Is he bad?

Xie Dingyuan stepped forward: "Zi'ang, let's go to the study to talk alone."

"No need!" The young man raised his voice abruptly, his eyes suddenly sharpened, his expression changed from shock to arrogance, but he couldn't hide the deep hurt, "There's nothing to talk about, losing is losing! I don't need your comfort!"

After speaking, he turned around and ran out of the house.

Xie Dingyuan frowned fiercely, and he took out his mobile phone: "Yiming, send someone to follow Zhong Zian... Don't bring it back, just make sure he is safe..."

Zhong Zian ran out of the community and stopped a taxi.

Driver: "Where to go?"

He covered his eyes, his voice choked: "...whatever."

The driver glanced at him through the reflector, and he was a brokenhearted young man again.

Now these children, at their best age, do not want to work hard, but indulge in love and love, and they are still too full to eat, and they have not suffered real hardship...

The driver took him to Linjiang for two laps. It is said that looking at the sea after a lovelorn will make him feel better.

There is no sea in Linhuai, but there is a river.

It's all water anyway, so the effect should be similar, right?

On the third lap, the driver couldn't help but ask: "Little handsome guy, the meter has jumped to three hundred, do you have enough money?"

Zhong Ziang immediately took out his mobile phone: "Master, I don't lack anything—"

Uh!

A word "money" stuck in his throat, he was stupid.

There are no pockets on either side!

Once again, I found out about 300 yuan, which was still the deposit returned by the previous Internet cafe owner.

Two minutes later, Zhong Ziang got off the bus.

Three hundred yuan was given to the driver, and in the end there were twenty-three yuan left, which was all his belongings today.

Going straight along Binjiang Road, the river wind is gentle, bringing a little coolness to the midsummer.

The street lamps illuminated the entire road very brightly, and the sound of hunting and hunting was heard when the traffic was coming and going.

I don't know how long I've walked, and I don't know which direction I'm heading. When Zhong Ziang reacted, he was already standing at the entrance of the Internet cafe.

Originally, he greeted the boss first, saying that he wanted to book the venue, and even paid the deposit, but in the end, the boss lent the venue to his good buddy, and even paid him three times the deposit.

It was like he was the one who met Jiang Fuyue first, and he was the first to express his intentions, but in the end she chose Xie Dingyuan.

Zhong Ziang suddenly felt like a lost dog, who couldn't catch up with the market, and the girls couldn't catch up.

In the end it became someone else's.

The corners of his mouth tightened, and he squatted in the corner, looking down at the floor.

It's more like a dog now.

The owner of the Internet cafe came out to buy cigarettes wearing slippers and big shorts.

"... Young Master Zhong?"

Zhong Ziang ignored him and moved inside, trying to stay away from him.

The boss couldn't help laughing: "It's really you! I'm sorry about this today. The good brothers who have carried guns together before, I can't help but give face!"

Who would have thought that Zhong Ziang, who had been silent and depressed by himself, stood up and said, "You can just say sorry? I'll come first! Do you know what it means to come first?! What is integrity management?! You think I lost Is it a charter?"

Boss: "...Then what else?" What else could be lost?

Zhong Ziang pierced his heart: "What the hell I lost is love—"

The boss desperately resisted the urge to get goosebumps, and said tentatively, "You, won't you be broken-hearted?"

Just a few hours?

Zhong Ziang was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, frying on the spot: "You just lost your love! Your whole family is lost!"

boss:"……"

"I've never been in a fucking relationship!"

Jiang Fuyue never accepted his confession.

He has always been self-indulgent and self-deceiving!

The boss showed sympathy: "It looks miserable for you, why don't you come in and sit?"

Zhong Ziang snorted coldly, "Isn't the place lent to your buddy?"

"Then I'm still the boss, so take it easy."

"……I have no money."

"Don't worry, I won't charge you."

"It's about the same." Zhong Ziang passed him and walked inside.

boss:"……"

"Oh, by the way, are you going to the commissary to buy cigarettes?"

"so?"

"Bring me two boxes of instant noodles." He touched his stomach, he hadn't had dinner yet.

Boss: "Don't you have no money?"

Zhong Ziang said confidently, "Please invite me!"

"……"Grass.

In the end, the boss really brought him back two buckets of instant noodles with different flavors, one old altar sauerkraut, one braised beef, two sausages and a pack of spicy sticks.

Zhong Zian was sitting in the private room reserved for him. The three computers in front of him were turned on, and different game pages were displayed on the screen. "What about boiling water? How can I make noodles without water?"

"Hey... I kindly take you in, do you really take yourself as an ancestor?!"

"Didn't you invite me in?"

boss:"?"

"If it wasn't for you, I could run home? If I didn't go home, I could crash...cough...that kind of thing? If I didn't crash, I could run away, even forgetting my wallet and mobile phone. Bring? So—"

Zhong Ziang said loudly, "It's all your fault! You have to be responsible for what happened to me now!"

Boss: "?" I really hit a ghost today!

"Hot water, right! Okay, wait!"

"Hot water is not enough, you need to boil water to make the noodles well."

"..." Day Oh.

Ten minutes later, Zhong Zian successfully ate instant noodles, a fork in one hand and a sausage in the other, and he ate it sparsely.

After drying the sauerkraut in Laotan, then drying the braised beef, and eating it to the end: "Hiccup~ I'm full."

The boss was wearing big pants and looked at him with a sneer.

Zhong Ziang: "Do you have dental floss?"

boss:"……"

Zhong Zi'ang: "If you don't have one, a toothpick will do. Help me get one."

"..."

After picking his teeth, Zhong Zian instructed him to throw away the instant noodle box: "The smell is too strong, and it is not conducive to keeping the air fresh."

The boss had lost his temper. When he returned after throwing out the garbage, Zhong Zian was about to speak again, so he hurriedly stopped: "You can stop! Ancestor!"

The young man rolled his eyes, "Look, you've been cowardly, come here and play two games together."

Boss: "Don't play, I have to look at the store."

"Is it fake? The place has been borrowed, let's look at a hairy shop! Come here, sit down, log in to your account, you have to play, and you have to play with me if you don't play!"

The boss gritted his teeth: "...you are miserable on your own!"

"Fart - it's obviously you who made me so miserable!"

"..." The handsome guy was speechless.

The boss can only sit down and accompany him to open the black. During the period, Zhong Zian is like a chicken blood, and he will start a fight when he catches someone. He also shoots him in the head, which is very bloody!

"No... we don't have a car, let's go together in an alliance! Why are you killing people?"

Zhong Ziang sneered and scorned: "Master needs to form an alliance? Just grab the car directly."

Boss: "..." You cow!

After playing two games, I ate all the chickens. When I was about to open the third game, the front desk knocked on the door: "Boss, Song Ge called you!"

Zhong Ziang: "Who is Song Ge?"

"My buddy," finished speaking, dropped the mouse, got up and walked out: "You play first, I'll go out for a while."

Zhong Zian stared at the screen, his operation was as fierce as a tiger, and he successfully harvested a large number of heads, "Go away."

"Hey, you young master ancestor..." The boss walked away.

For a while, only the sound of the keyboard and mouse was left in the private room.

Zhong Ziang clenched his cheeks and stared at the computer. The force of the percussion became stronger and louder, and the sound became louder and louder. Finally, he couldn't bear to drop the mouse, stood up with a bang, kicked the chair again, and roared——

"I'll fuck you!"

Sometimes, the collapse is only for a split second.

The boss heard the noise, pushed the door and came in. Seeing this, the whole person was in a bad mood: "Master, you are so crazy to go out to blow up the street, don't ho ho about my stuff?"

After Zhong Ziang vented, the sullenness in his heart finally eased, and he asked the boss, "Is there any wine?"

The boss asked back, "Are you giving me money?"

Zhong Ziang skipped the question directly: "Bring two bottles over, no, four bottles, you have to accompany me."

Boss: "..." Yes! Not only money, but also people.

Five minutes later, bang-

The bodies of the cans collided, and the beer sloshed out of the opened bottle and rolled all over the inside.

Zhong Ziang raised his head and drank, only to see that his Adam's apple kept moving and swallowing.

"No... how can you drink like this?" The boss hurriedly ripped it off for him, my dear, most of the can is gone, and less than one-tenth of it is left.

Zhong Ziang snorted lightly, waved his hand away, and squinted at him: "You know the shit - what you drink isn't wine, it's loneliness! Do you know what loneliness is?"

The boss shook his head.

"Loneliness means that you can't get the person you like, and you can't do what you want to do. You can only lie on the ground like a dead dog, and people passing by won't give you a second look." Zhong Ziang raised his index finger and emphasized: "Even one glance !"

"Heh, men who have lost love are all philosophers, that's true." The boss took a sip of beer, chuckled and shook his head.

"It's said that it's not lovelorn! No!"

"What is that? Tell me, I'll use it as a trash can for you for free."

In the end, what could blow this young rich young master into such a state?

Zhong Ziang gritted his teeth and said every word: "Yes, horizontal, knife, grab, love!"

"Oh, who can snatch a girl from you, young master? It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be, you see that you have money, looks, and figure, you can definitely pick a girl..."

"My uncle."

"...Who?" The boss blinked, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

"My uncle!" Zhong Ziang growled.

"Fuck—"

"You don't think so, do you? I..."

The boss smacked his lips: "That's no wonder."

Zhong Ziang: "?"

"Although I don't know who your uncle is, but you're a second-generation rich man. No matter what, your uncle is a rich generation, right? It is said that your nephew looks like your uncle, and you are handsome, so your uncle is definitely not bad, maybe more handsome..."

The boss nodded and gave full marks to his reasoning ability: "Think about it, how would a girl choose a man who is richer than you, handsomer, more mature and stable?"

Zhong Ziang refused to accept: "But he is older than me!"

"You don't understand this. Today's young little sisters like to be older, and one uncle is like acting in a TV series. It can satisfy all their romantic fantasies."

"She's not that superficial." Zhong Zi'ang pouted, his tone very determined.

In his eyes, Jiang Fuyue is so good that it makes people feel ashamed, strong enough to carry everything, single-handedly, brave and fearless.

How could she choose to depend on others like this?

Boss: "...Then according to what you said, since it is not dependent, there is only shoulder to shoulder."

"Shoulders? What do you mean?"

"Excellent people are often more attracted to equally excellent people. They have the same three views, unified thoughts, and tacit understanding of actions, and can resonate in their souls. In layman's terms, they are a perfect match."

People who are well-matched can stand shoulder to shoulder.

There is no one who depends on whom, who chases whom.

Zhong Ziang's eyes were stunned, and after a while, he whispered softly, "So, she doesn't like me because I'm not good enough?"

Boss: "It can't be said that you are not good, it's just that your 'excellent' can't attract her, but your uncle can."

"Then what should I do?!" Zhong Zian suddenly sat up straight, his eyes shining.

"Isn't it? They've already become your aunts. Do you still want to rob them?"

"Then she almost became my uncle's nephew and daughter-in-law, and I didn't see my uncle not robbing her? He was in the first year of junior high, and I was in the fifteenth. Let's see who can win!"

Zhong Ziang suddenly stood up. He felt that he had not lost. At least before Jiang Fuyue married his uncle, he still had a chance to turn defeat into victory.

The boss looked him up and down a few times: "Just like you are now, do you still want to win love? Give it up, there is no chance."

"What do I look like now?"

"Well, the mirror is in the back, turn around and take a look."

Zhong Ziang turned his head, and was almost frightened by himself in the mirror the next second—

His expression was sluggish, the whites of his eyes were congested, and there was a strong sense of frustration between his eyebrows.

The clothes are wrinkled, the hair is messed up into chicken coops, and there are still unpicked green onions between the teeth.

"See clearly? You couldn't grab it when you were normal before, but you can't grab it now."

Zhong Ziang: "Then what should I do?"

The boss pondered for a moment: "Actually, there is a very obvious advantage."

"?"

"You said it yourself just now—youth! Being young means you have countless opportunities and possibilities, time and leeway for hard work, and there is no limit to the future. You can become a person who can compete with her. By then , you are only qualified to compete with your uncle."

Zhong Ziang's eyes were hot, yes, if he wants to get better, he will be better than Xie Dingyuan, then he will be qualified to snatch Jiang Fuyue back!

"Thank you, I got it!" After speaking, he took a swig of beer and got up and walked out.

The spirit and confidence that belonged to the youth returned to his face.

Suddenly, Zhong Ziang turned back and took out the only twenty-three dollars left in his pocket, "I'll take the wine, no thanks!"

After speaking, Feng Feng Huo Huo left.

Boss: Huh? You don't have enough money!

and many more……

Is he actually rich? !

Grass, careless.

...

When Zhong Ziang returned home, it was past midnight.

The lights in the living room were still on, and Xie Dingyuan was sitting on the sofa.

After living together for almost a year, this was the first time Zhong Ziang saw Xie Dingyuan sitting in the living room at this point, without going upstairs.

Hearing the sound of his door opening, the man looked sideways.

Under the light, the black eyes are cold and deep, like a cold star.

This time, Zhong Ziang did not avoid his sight, changed his slippers, and walked calmly in front of Xie Dingyuan.

"Uncle, don't be complacent, you just won temporarily."

If Xie Dingyuan is ready, he doesn't need to say the next sentence. Seeing his eyes full of fighting spirit, his face has regained his vigor. He thinks that he has adjusted his mentality and will no longer be bullshit.

The man gently hooked his lips, his eyes fixed: "Don't worry, I will always win."

Zhong Zi'ang clenched his fists: "With me, it's impossible!"

"Okay, I'll wait for that day." After saying that, he turned to go upstairs.

...

Zhong Ziang did not run back to the imperial capital in a fit of anger, but instead settled down at the villa with peace of mind.

He has changed his undisturbed way of life in the past, such as Internet cafes for nights, stadium appointments, racing on the track, crazy fun in bars, etc., but he has never seen it again.

Xie Dingyuan raised his eyebrows and paid attention quietly.

Liu's mother also came back from her vacation and was in charge of the daily life of her nephews and uncles, taking care of them properly.

Zhong Zi'ang locked himself in the bedroom for three whole days, during which time only Liu's mother could bring in three meals a day.

"What's wrong with the young master? Why does a child who is usually so active suddenly become quiet? I'm so restless and restless. Did something happen while I was away?"

Xie Dingyuan remained silent.

It's not that I don't want to answer, it's that I don't know how to answer.

I can't say: I fell in love with the girl he likes, and he was hit so hard that he couldn't accept it for a while?

Professor Xie also has a face.

Finally, on the fourth day, Zhong Zian opened the bedroom door, walked out voluntarily, and announced a decision——

"I want to be a soldier."

Xie Dingyuan was stunned.

On that day, the old lady and Xie Yunzao who were far away in the imperial capital, as well as the six aunts who dote on him all knew about it.

"Angang, what happened? Why did you suddenly want to join the army?"

"Being in the army is very hard. With conditions like ours, there is no need to go to that future. You are obedient and don't be impulsive."

"Is there something your mother doesn't want to buy? It's okay, the third aunt takes the money and buys what you want!"

"How about the limited edition Lamborghini? I ordered it two months ago, and it will be delivered next week as a graduation gift from your fourth aunt, okay?"

Xie Yunzao: "All the foreign schools have applied, what are you making a fuss about?"

The old lady: "Angang, have you been wronged? Tell grandma, grandma kicked you out!"

Everyone thought of him as a whim, or a new method of threatening people for something, only Zhong Ziang himself knew how determined he was at this moment.

"I have submitted an enlistment application form."

The old lady was stunned.

Xie Yunzao's eyes were dull.

When several aunts heard the news, they also kept silent.

"I'll go back to the Imperial Capital tomorrow, and I'll go for a medical examination the day after. If there's no problem, I'll officially enlist in the army in September."

If they were still suspicious a moment ago, then when Zhong Ziang sent a screenshot of the text message informing the medical examination in the group, the women of the Xie family lost their voices and were speechless for a while.

In the evening, Zhong Yunyi called him.

If it was changed to the previous one, Zhong Ziang would definitely hang up without hesitation, and even send a text message to stroke the tiger's whiskers.

But this time, he answered calmly: "Hello."

"Are you going to join the army?"

"Um."

There was silence on the other side for a long time, until Zhong Ziang thought he had hung up: "...It's decided?"

"It's decided."

"...don't cry and come back."

"Ah."

The father and son hung up at the same time.

That's how Zhong Ziang's enlistment was settled.

Ling Xuan heard the news and asked him out to meet.

"Is it because of her?"

Zhong Ziang didn't speak, and looked out the window silently.

The growth of the young man may only be a moment, but now this is him, but not the previous him.

Ling Xuan saw it in his eyes, smiled lightly, and suddenly said, "I'm going abroad."

Zhong Ziang was slightly startled: "I thought you would stay in China to study at university for her."

"It's useless." Ling Xuan shook his head, "Approaching in space can't shorten the distance between me and her. Only by standing higher can we be seen by her."

So, he chose to go abroad.

When he came back, that was when Jiang Fuyue got to know him again.

The eyes are facing each other, and the two people who have a normal relationship and friendship actually understand each other at this moment.

To be a better person—

This is how they like her!

Three shifts in one, six thousand words.

What the teenager likes is to become a better self, just to attract her attention, even a glance.