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

"No... Who is that old man?" Zhong Ziang reacted and turned to look at Yici next to him.

"Are you asking me?" Yi Ci also looked in that direction, "How do I know? Which elder in her family should be? It looks a little old..."

"Go, go over and say hello." Zhong Ziang said, his legs had already stepped out.

"Eh—" Yici pulled the person back, "Isn't that bad?"

"What's wrong? You don't need to go, I'll go by myself."

Jiang Fuyue is the person he wants to chase, and it is very necessary to leave a good impression in front of the woman's elders!

He can't wait to quit, what a fool!

...

Ming Yu was the first to spot the boy walking towards them.

Handsome, with long arms and legs, holding a basketball in his arms, he is full of youthful vigor and vitality.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Fuyue's classmate," the boy stopped in front of him, his eyebrows flying, "My name is Zhong Ziang."

Ming Yu nodded slightly: "Hello."

"Hey, don't you want to introduce me?" Zhong Zian whispered as he bumped into Jiang Fuyue's shoulder.

This is a very dependent and intimate action.

Jiang Fuyue said generously: "My friend."

Zhong Ziang was stunned, friend?

Shouldn't it be uncle, uncle, etc.?

Is it a friend? !

Jiang Fuyue is a high school student, how can such a friend who has a lot of experience at first glance come from?

Zhong Ziang's mind changed rapidly, but his face remained calm: "Are you preparing now?"

"go to eat."

"Then I..."

"This classmate," Ming Yu said suddenly, "there seems to be someone waiting for you over there."

Zhong Ziang turned his head and saw Old Zhang beside the black Mercedes Benz, who was looking at his neck. When he saw him, he immediately smiled and waved.

Jiang Fuyue: "Go back, we're leaving too."

Zhong Ziang: "..."

What more can he say?

Of course it's sleazy.

"Then... you pay attention to safety, be careful on the road." After saying that, he glanced at Ming Yu with no meaning.

Jiang Fuyue didn't know why.

Ming Yu shook his head and laughed.

"Moon."

"Um?"

"I thought you were completely different from before, but in fact, some things still won't change."

"for example?"

Ming Yu smiled, "You..."

He sighed softly, but there was no text.

You are still so lovable, but you don't understand love.

Seeing Zhong Ziang, Ming Yu seemed to see himself when he was young.

Youthful admiration, with just one glance, the girl turned into a white moonlight in her heart and a cinnabar mole on her chest.

"Ayu, did you dye your hair?"

The man smiled lowly: "It was discovered so quickly, it looks like the effect is not bad."

"Well, very handsome."

"Is there a handsome classmate Zhong just now?"

"You each have their own way of handsomeness, they are different and cannot be compared."

"Then which one do you like?"

Jiang Fuyue thought about it for a while, and told the truth: "It's all okay."

Mingyu smiled.

Not angry at all, but felt that this was her.

How can a person who looks at the whole situation and the world see only one flower and one grass?

Luan Hua gradually wanted to be charming, and she sat high on the back of a horse and looked down at her—this was the pattern that belonged to Lou Mingyue.

...

But said Zhong Ziang, he went away excitedly, and returned shyly.

Yi Ci stopped in place and watched him perform the whole process.

Although he couldn't hear what the two sides said, he could still sense the change in Zhong Ziang's mood.

"What, shriveled?"

Zhong Ziang did not speak.

When Yici acquiesced, he immediately hummed and said, "I knew... I told you not to go, but to go, you deserve it."

"To shut up!"

"you--"

Zhong Ziang "shush": "I'm thinking, where do you come from so much nonsense? Interrupt my train of thought..."

"Just you? Still thinking?" Yi Ci's mouth twitched and cut his voice, "So what is the result of thinking?"

"Who is that person? It seems a little familiar... How did he and Jiang Fuyue know each other? There is so much age difference that he can be her father, yet he says he is a friend?"

Yi Ci was at a loss: "What are you mumbling about? It's weird."

"Did you see the man in the wheelchair just now?"

Yici nodded: "What happened to him?"

"Jiang Fuyue said, is that her friend?"

"Friend?" Yi Ci was also a little stunned, "It looks quite young..."

"Do you think it's weird too?"

"...a little bit."

"No, I have to ask again tomorrow, don't be fooled by some social hooligans, scumbags and liars."

Yici disagreed: "As far as Jiang Fuyue's brain is concerned, she is already very good if she doesn't lie to others. Are you still afraid that someone will lie to her?"

Zhong Ziang scratched his head tangled: "It seems to be ha..."

At this time, Lao Zhang came over and shouted, "Little Master."

With a hint of urging.

"Uncle Zhang, right now, I'll have a few more words with him."

Lao Zhang looked into the car in embarrassment.

Zhong Zi'ang reacted immediately, "My uncle is here?!"

Lao Zhang nodded: "Yes, Mr. is also in the car."

Zhong Ziang didn't talk about any conditions immediately, just got in the car and sat down.

Xie Dingyuan was reading the English version of the physics briefing when he heard the sound of the door opening, but he didn't look away. He just asked lightly, "Why so long?"

"When you see your classmates, go over and say hello."

Usually, the conversation between the nephew and the uncle should end here.

Xie Dingyuan would not ask any more questions, at most he hummed and said he knew.

Zhong Ziang will not continue to speak.

But today-

Xie Dingyuan: "Male or female?"

"Ah?" Zhong Zi'ang didn't respond before answering after a while, "Woman."

"Jiang Fuyue?"

"Hmm! I saw her with a man and said she was her friend. It felt weird."

"Male?" Xie Dingyuan's eyes darkened.

"Yeah, in a wheelchair, Jiang Fuyue pushed him, and now he's going to eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Ziang saw his old uncle put down the briefing, stuck his head out of the car window, and looked left and right.

"Where are the people?"

Zhong Ziang: "What?"

"Where's Jiang Fuyue?"

"It was in the back just now, just there... eh? Nobody? Maybe it's gone."

Xie Dingyuan then pulled his head back, his face a bit colder than before.

"Uncle, you seem... very nervous?"

Xie Dingyuan raised his eyes and met Zhong Ziang's suspicious gaze, he didn't dodge: "Jiang Fuyue has joined my experimental group, so she's a friend after all, if it's like what you said, she would just leave with a stranger like this, It would be very dangerous."

"I reminded her and she said she knew."

Xie Dingyuan: "Well."

Zhong Ziang: "But I think she trusts the man very much. The two of them should have a good relationship. The other party doesn't look like a bad person when he dresses up and talks and behaves like a bad guy, so there shouldn't be too much of a problem."

"What's the man's name?"

Zhong Zian thought for a long time: "Uh...forgot to ask."

Xie Dingyuan: "...Old Zhang, drive."

"Yes, sir!"

...

Jiang Fuyue took Ming Yu and Zhong Hao into Jiang Ji's private kitchen from the back door, and then went to the private room under the greeting of Cao Dou.

Soon, the dishes are served.

Zhong Hao thought that the lunch at noon was already the pinnacle of taste enjoyment, but he didn't expect dinner to be even more delicious!

How delicious is it?

He almost swallowed his tongue!

The two things he said the most during the whole process were-

"I haven't eaten this one! I haven't eaten this one either!"

"It's delicious!"

Even Ming Yu ate an extra bowl of rice.

After eating, Jiang Da, who had been busy for a while, took the time to come in to say hello.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Fuyue's father."

"Hello, my name is Ming Yu."

He subconsciously used the honorific.

Jiang Da suddenly panicked: "Don't... We look about the same age, so there's no need to be so polite."

Mingyu: "..."

Got stabbed again.

"Where do you live?" Jiang Fuyue asked when she left.

Zhong Hao reported the name of the hotel.

"Not far, just nearby, walk over?"

Ming Yu nodded immediately: "Okay."

In this way, Jiang Fuyue pushed the wheelchair and chatted with him while walking under the neon street lights.

Zhong Hao wisely fell behind, leaving room for the two of them to speak.

Mingyu: "Yueyue, don't push, I'm electric, you can use the handle to control the direction and drive forward."

Jiang Fuyue chuckled: "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"You obviously know it, but you still pretend you don't understand it. I didn't break it because you wanted to push it, okay? Why, do you want the wicked to sue first?"

"You are the villain!"

In exchange, the man laughed softly.

The laughter was scattered in the wind, and soon swept away, inaudible.

"Yueyue, how are you doing now?"

Jiang Fuyue let go of her hand, let him operate the wheelchair by himself, walked to the position next to him, and looked straight ahead: "It's good."

"Compared to before?"

One or two more, three thousand words.

There's more at half past twelve.