Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Ge Xiu couldn't tell what he was feeling now.

In the last world, he thought he had already figured out the other party’s purpose. All that he had done before was a gentle trap, but a conspiracy to keep his spiritual body in the virtual world forever. However, the other party The next behavior directly and completely broke all his ideas and overturned all the guesses he had made before.

Ge Xiu has always been accustomed to relying on his own thinking ability.

He is good at stripping analysis clues and intelligence from the seemingly chaotic background and environment. He is willing to play with and manipulate the weakness of human nature, and use this to profit from it to ensure that he takes a favorable position in the game.

but……

Ge Xiu's behavior was unexpected.

What happened next was like a derailed train, galloping away from the established track and route, and it was impossible to predict under the pull of gravity and inertia.

Ge Xiu felt overwhelmed for the first time.

For the first time, he was forced to leave his comfort zone and was forced to lose the dominant position he once relied on.

Ge Xiu didn't want to admit it, but one thing was beyond doubt-he was flustered for the first time when he shot his jaw towards him, as if something was beyond his control.

This feeling is dangerous.

Ge Xiu liked danger and challenge, but he didn't like the sense of loss of control that exceeded expectations.

He didn't know how to face the man in front of him.

——However, the other party should have no memory of the previous world now.

Ge Xiu grasped this conclusion tightly, as if only in this way could he gain a sense of security.

"Yes, thanks for your concern." He nodded at the man standing at the foot of the bed, and replied in a cautious and alienated manner.

Zuo Yan looked at each other quietly.

He could clearly see the unabashed defense in the youth's eyes.

Zuo Yan hooked his lips and said:

"That's good, do you need anything else? Water?"

His posture is calm and impeccable in etiquette, but there is a vague color that cannot be disputed.

Ge Xiuxian was climbing off the bed with difficulty, little by little, his movements were still restricted by the sequelae of the previous pain, and he became sluggish and slow.

He shook his head and bluntly refused:

"No."

The moment Ge Xiu's feet touched the ground, his knees were slightly soft. If he hadn't supported the bed with his hands in time, he would have fallen directly to the ground.

Zuo Yan withdrew his subconscious step forward without a trace.

He frowned, and was also a little confused by his gaffe.

Ge Xiu lowered his head and sorted out some wrinkled clothes on his body.

His complexion was still pale, and the warm sunset outside the window sprinkled into the room along the window mullions, coating his cold and pale side face with a layer of gold powder, making his facial features more and more beautiful and profound. This almost extreme sense of conflict It is almost impossible to look away.

Zuo Yan's heart moved slightly.

He opened his mouth and said: "You..."

Before he could finish his words, Ge Xiu hurriedly interrupted: "Is there any place nearby that is easier to take a taxi?"

Zuo Yan frowned calmly.

I don't know why... How does he feel that the other party avoids him as if he has encountered a scourge?

His face was still calm and calmly replied:

"No."

Ge Xiu was taken aback and looked up at him.

"This is a suburban villa area, and the nearest stop sign is also a few kilometers away." Zuo Yan said without changing his face: "The butler downstairs has prepared dinner. You can wait for it and I will send you a car to take you away."

He paused, then added empathetically:

"Of course, I have no objection if you are willing to walk over."

Ge Xiu: "..."

It turned out to be the same person.

It's so shameless.

He took a deep breath, and smiled at the corners of his lips: "Thank you for your kindness, but... I don't think a few kilometers is far away, and I just happen to lack exercise right now."

As Ge Xiu said, he was about to walk outside the door.

Just as he was about to pass by Zuo Yan, the other party suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Ge Xiu's wrist without warning. He did not use much force, but Ge Xiu has not recovered from his previous weak state. Slowly came over, and was directly dragged to a stagger, and was caught off guard in the arms of the other party.

The scent of rum wrapped in a faint rum was instantly wrapped up with the warm body temperature, wrapping him like a huge net.

Ge Xiu was taken aback, and suddenly forgot to struggle.

Zuo Yan folded his arms, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, his low voice caused a slight vibration in his chest:

"The third time."

Ge Xiu frowned: "What?"

"This is the third time you have given your arms." Zuo Yan said calmly.

Ge Xiu raised his brows: "It's obviously you just now..."

and many more……

He suddenly realized what was wrong: "Three times? Where did the third time come from?"

Before he passed out due to the intense pain, Ge Xiu was a little unconscious, but he was still clear about what was happening around him, but after such calculations, he was only just twice full. I haven't met the other party before. Where did you give me a hug for the third time?

The curvature of Zuo Yan's lips deepened slightly.

He sighed pretentiously, then lowered his head, a face with a deep contour slightly approached: "I still have souvenirs from you on my face."

Ge Xiu was stunned.

The other's eye sockets...Look carefully, it seems a little bit blue, as if being punched hard.

There were also dark red scars on the corners of his lips. Although it had been scabbed, the previous tragic degree could still be seen.

Hurt?

What does it matter to him...

Ge Xiu was shocked suddenly, and suddenly recalled his experience five days ago-he was scammed by that seemingly harmless task and drank those three glasses of wine. It was already the next day when he woke up again. In the morning, he was lying on a bed in a luxurious suite, vaguely remembering that he had a fight with someone yesterday...

Had a fight...

He glanced intently at the scar on Zuo Yan's face, and a thought flashed through his mind like lightning.

Ge Xiu was dumbfounded.

……Grass.

Zuo Yan stared at the young man in his arms with interest, and when he saw that he showed a suddenly realized expression, he understood what the other party finally remembered.

"I remember you said--" he repeated calmly and slowly:

"I said wait a minute, don't you **** hear?"

Ge Xiu: "..."

"Give a gun? Are you gonna take it again?"

Ge Xiu: "..."

"By the way, you still said-you **** don't make it clear, suicide."

Zuo Yan's complexion didn't change, and he slightly slid his palm down several inches, tightly fitting to the side of the opponent's waist that was suddenly tightened and sunken. The waistline under his palm was slender and tight, which can be felt through the thin cloth. To that delicate and silky touch.

Ge Xiu didn't notice the other side's small movements.

Because he is actually a little confused now.

He didn't feel that he had received such a big influence when he was in the world.

After all, death has long been commonplace for him, and the passing of a life doesn’t matter. After all, the number of his own fruits is far more than that. What's more, according to the content of the other party’s words, his own existence does not matter. Elapsed, they will still "see you in the next world."

But... these words... seem to... as if... indeed he said...

Ge Xiu felt confused.

He has always habitually suppressed his emotions, so even after the last world ended, he did not react too fiercely, but was able to calm down quickly and engage in confrontations and games with the presiding judge.

Immediately afterwards, the incident seemed to be watered down and erased from his memory.

Since entering this world, Ge Xiu never recalled what happened in the last world.

He felt that he was completely back to normal.

Reasonable, meticulous, and normal.

This state made him feel at ease.

But what the other person is repeating now, what he said in a state of unconsciousness... just as if he was directly tearing away his self-protection and self-deception film, making him forced to face his once real and out of control emotions.

too weird.

From Zuo Yan's point of view, only two bright red ear tips can be seen, with a shining pinkish white, which makes people unable to control the feeling of touch.

Following his own heart, he raised his hand and pinched the tip of the ear hidden in the black hair.

The young man in his arms shook suddenly as if he was being burned. Only then did he realize that the postures maintained by the two were too ambiguous, and hurriedly backed away.

Zuo Yan twisted his fingertips with some regret - the delicate and hot touch seemed to still stay on his fingertips, like a layer of smooth fine powder, which could not be dispersed for a long time.

His eyes darkened slightly:

"Do you think I will commit suicide?"

Zuo Yan's face darkened unconsciously: "Or did you mistake me for someone else?"

Ge Xiu: "..."

He subconsciously took a step back again, but he didn't expect that there was already a bed behind him. He was knocked by the edge of the bed in a hurry, and the whole person fell back.

The sudden weightlessness made him subconsciously reach out and grab the nearest thing.

He grabbed Zuo Yan by the collar.

Zuo Yan was also surprised. Before he could stabilize his figure, he was pulled and fell onto the bed.

He put his arm on the young man's ear to prevent it from hitting the other person, trapping the other person in the shadow cast by his body. In the narrow space, each other can feel the same disordered breathing of the other person.

Ge Xiu calmed down again.

He blinked, observed the current posture of the two of them, and suddenly said:

"This time it was you who gave in."

Zuo Yan: "..."

At this moment, there was a soft tapping sound from the open door panel, and the two turned their heads to look at the place where the sound was coming from, and saw an elderly butler standing at the door. His extremely high professionalism made him understand the situation. The complicated scene did not show any weird expressions, only the eyebrows twitched slightly: "... Sir, dinner is ready."

Zuo Yan stood up, sorted out some messy clothes on his body, and then nodded calmly:

"understood."

He reached out to Ge Xiu who was lying on the bed.

Ge Xiu glanced sideways at the dangling palm, but instead of holding it, he got up directly from the bed and jumped to the ground briskly.

A smile flicked across Zuo Yan's lips, and he withdrew his hand, as if it was not as natural as he was rejected just now.

The two went downstairs.

The sumptuous dinner is ready.

Ge Xiu did not refuse any more, pulled a chair away and sat down-the stamina of the electric shock had passed, and the food that had been eaten on the dining table had already lost its effect, and he began to feel hunger gradually.

He eats quickly.

I don’t care much about the type of food I eat, nor do I pay attention to table manners, efficiency, and speed, just to ensure energy intake.

Realizing that the hunger has disappeared, Ge Xiu stopped without reluctance.

Zuo Yan raised his hand and made a gesture behind him. A valet walked quickly, put a thick contract in Ge Xiu's hand, and then quickly withdrew.

Ge Xiu raised his brows:

"what is this?"

Zuo Yan wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin gracefully, and quietly replied: "Contract for maintenance."

Ge Xiu: "..."

·

Inside the research institute, the researcher exclaimed in surprise:

"Director! The criminal finally triggered one of the branches!"

The director was startled, and his gray face lit up again: "What?"

The flow of time is cut into 75% again, making the virtual world observable by the outside world again. On the screen, at both ends of the dining table, two people are sitting opposite each other. From this angle, only Ge Xiu can be seen. The front is complete and clear, and the other person is facing the screen, and a slight snowflake flashes faintly on his back.

Pandora is a black box, forcing observations too often does easily lead to increased instability.

So no one cares.

The director's voice became anxious: "Can you switch the angle?"

The researcher tried it, then reluctantly shook his head: "No."

The director didn't get stuck on this point-it didn't matter what the person sitting opposite the criminal looked like. He turned to look at the researcher in charge of data construction and asked, "Which branch line did he trigger?" "

The researcher lowered his head and hurriedly operated for a few seconds, and a piece of information was displayed on the big screen.

Character: Zuo Yan.

Status: Director of the Zuo Group. He controls the world's largest private arms company.

An ordinary middle-aged man's face appeared next to the information. His features were mediocre, but there was a lingering ferocity between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Make sure this branch is completed." There is a faint excitement in the director's voice.

"Yes!"