PUBG Online Romance of the Century

In early February, the lawyer sent news that he had already contacted Feng Xiong.

"The other party doesn't plan to hire a lawyer. It should have given up. Our winning rate is very high. You don't need to worry about that."

At that time, Yu Yan just started a game, he manipulated the characters at hand: "Okay, thank you."

"It doesn't work hard to do things with money." The lawyer paused, "but the other party called me many times, saying that he wanted to meet you. I heard that he ate several lawsuits at the same time, and it was enough to count."

Yu Yan raised his head and glanced at Yi Chen, who was staring at the inventory, as if considering which gun to pick up.

Perceiving his gaze, Yi Chen raised his eyes: "What's wrong."

Yu Yan shook his head and said to the person on the phone: "I will go back when I need to sign."

It means there is no more talk, the lawyer nodded: "Understood."

After the broadcast, the two cleaned up and went out.

Since Yi Chen's annual vacation, they have gone out almost every day, either to the gym or to eat. After a period of time, Yu Yan's weight has not changed at all, but he can clearly feel that his body's immunity has improved a lot.

Specifically, no matter where you take off your clothes, you won’t catch a cold...

"Go to the gym?" Yu Yan buckled his seat belt and asked.

"Not going today." Yi Chen said.

During the rush hour, there was a traffic jam on the road, which made people distraught. Both of them couldn't help but open the car windows for ventilation.

When a certain red light stopped, Yu Yan heard a whistle from the left.

He glanced sideways and saw a small white car parked next to them, the co-pilot window was open, and the woman sitting inside was blinking at Yi Chen.

Yi Chen glanced sideways at the window, and quickly closed his gaze back.

The woman looked like a veteran in love, and she didn't have any shyness or shyness in her actions. When she looked over, she had already raised her phone, and a few large characters were sliding on the phone screen: Little brother add a WeChat.

Before Yu Yan could read the words on the screen clearly, his hand was picked up.

Yi Chen held his hand, raised it, and shook his head outwards. Yu Yan was still wearing the wristwatch he was coaxing to put on. No matter how it looked, it was the hands of two men.

Then closed the car window in the woman's surprised expression and stepped on the accelerator to leave.

Although Yu Yan knew that Yi Chen would not give out WeChat, he still felt a little uncomfortable seeing other people chatting up with his boyfriend.

He said: "We are so blatant...will we be recognized?"

Yi Chen said: "Why, I'm afraid that fans will get rid of fans if they know it? I still have the burden of idols."

"I'm not an idol. Where is the burden of idols." Yu Yan laughed, holding him tighter, "...I'm afraid of affecting your company."

"I am a formal company, not a service industry club." Yi Chen said, "Whoever I am with, whether it is a man or a woman, is my personal business and has nothing to do with the company."

Yu Yan opened his mouth. Just as he was about to say something, the surrounding area suddenly darkened, and he discovered that the car had driven into the underground parking garage.

He looked around and was taken aback: "Why are you in the supermarket? What do you want to buy?"

"Yeah." Yi Chen said as usual, "I'm running out of covers at home."

"?!" Yu Yan's ears turned red instantly, "Isn't that you can buy it if you don't buy it in supermarket?"

Yi Chen smiled and stopped the car, raised his hand and squeezed the tip of his ears: "I'm teasing you... come and buy New Year goods."

The Chinese New Year is now approaching. The New Year’s goods market on the street was banned a few years ago. The flow of people in the supermarket is called the Spring Festival. Can't move a step for a long time.

The two of them were squeezed in a crowd, looking at me and I looking at you, they didn't move for a long time.

Yu Yan asked: "What kind of New Year goods are we buying?"

Yi Chen said, "I don't know."

So they wandered around every business district with "must-have goods for the New Year" hanging on them, and bought some of them.At the end, I found that the mall had temporarily installed shelves in the aisle, with couplets and red envelopes on them.

Seeing Yu Yan picking red envelopes seriously, Yi Chen said, "You are still young and you don't need to send red envelopes."

"I..." Yu Yan paused, "I have a little cousin at home, and I have to prepare it for her. There are many children from neighbors near my house, and I have to give it."

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything. He turned his back and carefully picked it on the red envelope shelf. Finally, he picked a simple and generous style and threw it in the shopping cart.

When he got home, Yu Yan posted the couplet openly.

He saw his parents post it when he was young, and it was the first time he did it by himself.Yi Chen's house is a two-storey villa, and there are too many stickers inside, which is not beautiful. The two of them discussed it and decided to stick the door.

Yu Yan was pressing, and suddenly heard a crisp click.

He turned his head and saw Yi Chen holding his phone: "...what are you taking?"

"Nothing." Yi Chen took the phone back and said calmly, "As a memorial, it should be a scene."

——

On the New Year’s Eve, the two moved their meals to the TV table. Yu Yan crossed his legs, holding an iPad, and was browsing Moments and Weibo.

Yi Chen came out of the shower, wiped his hair dry, and sat next to him: "I have been holding the phone since the broadcast, what are you looking at?"

Yes, Yu Yan still sticks to his post on New Year's Eve. It was broadcast just two hours ago and was praised by fans as a model worker in the Year of the Pig.

Without turning his head, Yu Yan stared at the screen of his phone with a smile on his lips: "I'm reading a fan's message."

Since Feng Xiong's incident was over, many mother fans have flooded in on his Weibo, and there are even people who don't play games. They post some worrying words under his Weibo every day.

Although it is only a comment on Weibo, he still feels warm after reading it, and the number of times he reads Weibo gradually increases.

[In the new year, there will be no more dexterity.I sincerely wish my baby son healthy and happy, and make a lot of money in the Year of the Pig. By the way, I wish you and your girlfriend 99 (reluctantly).

[Has Yanyan go home?There are so many bad people during the New Year and the holidays. You are a boy who is too dangerous outside, so you must pay attention to your safety!

[Yanxyan, wake up!You are only twenty years old!Don't hang on a tree!!Where there is no fragrant grass in the world, maybe the next one is better!!!Look at me!![image]

Fans usually use funny emojis to reply to him, so whenever he sees a picture comment, he will subconsciously click on it.

A photo popped out. The girl had black hair and cute features, pouting her lips to the camera.

Yu Yan was shocked and wanted to close it subconsciously, but before he could touch the screen, his neck was hooked, and the whole person was dragged over.

"You have a good life, make a small statement." Yi Chen smiled not very kindly, "Dare to click on the picture... Tell me, which tree do you want to go to."

"No, I thought it was an emoticon." Yu Yan blurted out, "I just want to hang on to you..."

Yi Chen didn't care whether he was wronged or not, the hot pot that was made after a while on the table could not be eaten, and he pressed the person on the sofa and kissed him firmly for a while.The couch is long, but not big, his whole body is pressed on Yu Yan, and the two of them have a reaction almost immediately after rubbing together like this.

The drops of water from Yi Chen's hair were not cleaned, and several drops fell on Yu Yan's body, stirring him up: "Don't, I'm still going to New Year's Eve."

"It's all right after the new year?" Yi Chen asked in a dumb voice, wiping the water stains from his neck with the back of his hand.

Yu Yan said, "...you have to send blessing messages to elders and friends."

This is his habit. Although he was not young before, he still wanted to get a taste of the New Year. On the Lunar New Year’s Eve a few years ago, he was alone in front of the TV, editing text messages by himself and sending them out one by one. of.

On TV, the Spring Festival Gala sketch program has started, and Yi Chen's cell phone has started to buzz non-stop. He has only one cell phone number. Every Spring Festival he is annoyed by group messages and occasionally shuts down.But after hearing what Yu Yan said, he didn't feel annoyed anymore, and even sat up behind him and took a look at the phone.

Mo Nancheng: "The Year of the Pig is here, and Chengcheng is here. I wish you all the best and all the best."

Yi Chen: "Thank you."

Mo Nancheng: "?"

Mo Nancheng: "Dog thief, dare to steal even my brother's phone? Do you know who the owner of the phone is? I don't want to celebrate the Chinese New Year next year, right?"

Yi Chen squeezed his mobile phone, thinking that it would be better not to curse people for the New Year.

This hot pot meal is very slow, and I’m ready to sing unforgettable tonight on TV. There are still many unpotted ingredients on the table.

Both of them couldn't eat anymore. Yu Yan pillowed on Yi Chen's arm and said, "This year the host of the Spring Festival Gala has changed several times. The hostess who looked very festive before is gone."

"Do you watch it every year?" Yi Chen asked.

"Well, otherwise there is nothing to pass the time." Yu Yan said, "Don't you watch it?"

"The TV is on, don't watch it, just listen to it."

At this time, a fireworks sound suddenly came from outside.

Both of them were startled, and Yu Yan suddenly raised his head and looked out the window, just to catch the last bright color of the firework.

He was stunned: "...Don't you have a ban on release?"

"Yes." Yi Chen laughed, "but most people are not afraid of fines... If you want to see it, I will buy it for you tomorrow."

"do not."

As soon as Yu Yan finished responding, another firework rose outside, adding countless bright colors to the dark night sky and staining everyone's eyes.

"We have to abide by the law... It's good to watch other people's fireworks."

Yi Chen is still rubbing other people's things for the first time, and it feels not bad.

The countdown started on the TV. As soon as he was about to hold someone, he saw Yu Yanteng standing up, as if thinking of something, he ran back to the room without even putting on his slippers.

In just a few seconds, he ran out again violently.

The host’s smiling face is full: "3, 2, 1——"

"Yi Chen! Happy New Year!"

Yu Yan ran to him and sat down, just about to take out the contents in his pocket.

"Happy New Year." Yi Chen took a step ahead of him, took out the red envelope, and laughed, "What are you running? No slippers."

Yu Yan stared at the red envelope in his hand: "I am 20 this year, so I won't accept red envelopes anymore."

"You are eighty this year, I will give it all."

Yi Chen's red envelope is very big and full of support. The name of Yu Yan is written on the back of the red envelope. The handwriting is powerful and beautiful.

Money is not important, Yu Yan wants to keep this red envelope for a lifetime.

"That's fine." He took it, and then took out the red envelope he prepared from his pocket, "...Then we exchange it."

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and was about to refuse, only to find that the red envelope in his hand did not seem right.

It's not thick, because it has been hidden by the owner for a long time, and the red envelope has faintly outlined some shapes, as if there is something hard inside.

Yi Chen took it and opened it. After seeing the contents clearly, his heart jumped.

Inside were two hundred-yuan bills with a ring in between.

"I saw it when I was picking a watch before... I thought it looked good, so I bought it together." Seeing him not speaking, Yu Yan coughed slightly and said embarrassedly, "It costs a lot to buy a watch, so I can't buy It's great..."

Yi Chen interrupted him: "I only bought this?"

Yu Yan immediately understood what he meant. He took out another ring from his pocket and said, "It's the same style, I...I just bought it together. I also engraved the words on the inside, you can't see it outside."

"It's really not expensive. If you don't like it, you can do it without..."

"I like."

Complicated emotions surged upwards, Yi Chen repeated, "I like it very much."

Yu Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

The two didn't have the romantic cells of others, and they didn't bother to ask each other to help wear the ring. Instead, they each put their heads on the ring, as if they didn't want to wait for a moment.

"This ring..." Yu Yan put on the ring and suddenly said, "I don't take it off when I broadcast it."

Yi Chen looked satisfied, and raised his eyebrows when he heard him say this: "Huh?"

"It's... me," Yu Yan said solemnly, licking his lips, "Yi Chen, I won't hide you either."

Yi Chen was startled, as if he heard another firework sound.

This time, the fireworks were on his heart, bright and warm.

——

The clock passed twelve o'clock, ushering in the new year. From 23:59 to 00:02, the mood of the people across the country reached a climax. After these three minutes passed, calm quickly returned.

The flavour of the year is getting lighter year by year, but the people I like are still around.Many people exchanged wishes with relatives and friends, then opened social software and continued to surf the Internet.

On the first day of the new year, at 02:39 in the morning, Yi Chen suddenly updated the circle of friends that hadn't moved for a hundred years.

No content, only photos.It is the back of a boy, he is tiptoeing, smoothing the wrinkles at the top of the couplet.

At the same time, night owls and friends who follow the live broadcast have posted a new Weibo.

[Yanxyan: Happy New Year.[image]

The picture is like taking a Spring Festival Gala on a TV. Yu Yan puts his hand in front of the camera, making a V, and the ring on his middle finger is very eye-catching.

If you look closely, you can find that on the left side of the photo, another male hand was vaguely photographed, wearing a silver ring of the same style.

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The author has something to say: The main text is over here. Thank you all for staying with me through the long serialization period. Thank you for not dismissing me for being short, and thank you for supporting the original version and mine.

Next is Fanwai. Yanyan's Fanwai is still considering. Lu Xiuhe's Fanwai should be updated first. It will drop tomorrow or the day after tomorrow and will be reminded to update on Weibo.