When Wang Weichu went downstairs the next day, his voice was hoarse.

Cen Yao picked a shirt for him and tied him a small bow tie, which perfectly covered the hickey on his neck.

"I'll take you to school." Cen Yao said.

Wang Weichu nodded softly, brought his breakfast, and got into the car with him.

Cen Yao opened the heat preservation box and fed the crab yellow bun into Wang Weichu's mouth. Wang Weichu ate one at a time and chewed it twice: "Milk."

Cen Yao inserted the milk carton again and brought it to his mouth.

Wang Weichu took two sips: "... fried dumplings."

Cen Yao brought the fried dumplings to his mouth again.

Wang Weichu felt like a bossy bully.

Immediately following Wang Weichu, he gritted his teeth.

No matter, he's going to be a bully today.

Happy being a bully!

When Wang Weichu arrived at the school, he realized that almost everyone knew about his marriage to Cen Yao.

But now the times are advanced, and although few people in the upper class engage in gay sex, among young people, it is already very well accepted.

Everyone is just envious of Wang Weichu, who got married early, and the marriage partner is so awesome, there is nothing else.

Wang Weichu also breathed a sigh of relief.

He can now receive more and more kindness from others.

This gave him a strong sense of happiness all the time.

Wang Weichu pursed his lips and smiled lightly, and continued to devote himself to the new course.

A month later, it was time for Wang Weichu to hand in his homework.

All the teachers and students of their majors took their seats in the small auditorium. The small auditorium was temporarily dressed as an opera stage, and outsiders could enter with an invitation ticket.

"I heard that many industry seniors will come to watch today..."

"As expected of Beijing University, 666, this is only the first semester, and the seniors in the industry will come to see if you hand in an assignment."

"Grass, look, that's Qian Hongcheng, the composer of the opera world, right?"

"That's Zhuo Ze! He's so handsome! He just won the Golden Sunflower Award last year!"

"Are we so professionally organized?"

Everyone took their seats one after another, and soon they knew where the queue came from.

In order to reduce the difficulty as much as possible, some major students choose classic plays for some small adaptations, and then ask other majors to cooperate with the performance. Even if it is an original play, it will try to shorten the duration and reduce the lines as much as possible, which can save the composition and the actors, and it is not easy to make mistakes.

Therefore, the assignments that were handed in in front of them will soon pass.

Until the twenty-third play was moved to the stage.

After finishing the background scheduling, Wang Weichu quietly returned to the auditorium. He saw Cen Yao at a glance, and there was a space beside Cen Yao, which seemed to be reserved for him.

Wang Weichu immediately walked over and sat down.

Cen Yao fixed his eyes on the stage, but his hand clasped Wang Weichu quietly.

Wang Weichu relaxed his fingers slightly.

Cen Yao really took the opportunity to insert it between his fingers, interlocking his fingers.

The performance on stage started soon.

Wang Weichu's new script has been revised many times, and it is still immature, but under the guidance of industry predecessors, it has seized the outstanding points, strengthened the advantages and weakened the shortcomings.

Then by the long-established actors, with well-known composers.

The curtain is drawn.

Everyone unknowingly saw God, and it was not until the curtain ended that someone slowly returned to God.

"It turns out that they came to perform, not to watch the performance!"

"Whose work is this show? It's too slippery, such a big guy can get it..."

"How long is this play?"

"...67 minutes."

"Fuck, catch up with the professionals soon, right?"

In the end, it was no surprise that Wang Weichu's homework was the best. Although it was still a bit worse than the professional level, the professional teacher couldn't help but praise him for his spiritual energy.

After all the assignments were reported and the performance was over, everyone gradually dispersed from the auditorium.

Cen Yao also walked out side by side with Wang Weichu. For a while, I didn't know how many people were watching their backs secretly, and some people whispered: "No wonder there are big bosses to participate in the show today..."

"However, Wang Weichu is also really powerful. It must have taken a lot of effort to do this."

"Really adore..."

And here, Cen Yao praised: "It's amazing."

Wang Weichu gained a great sense of accomplishment from it, and he grabbed Cen Yao's arm with a smile: "I'll treat you to dinner!"

Cen Yao: "Okay."

The two walked out of the school gate and went straight to the hotel.

Wang Weichu took out his small private bank and invited Cen Yao to eat an expensive meal.

And this opera was also spread by the students in a small area and won a lot of praise.

Wang Weichu completely became a man of the school.

The first semester is over soon.

Mother Cen began to plan to spend the New Year on the holiday island. While making plans with great interest, she turned her head to ask Cen Yao and the two for their opinions.

Wang Weichu had no objection to these. He opened his mouth and was about to answer when Cen Yao suddenly asked, "Want to go back to your hometown to see?"

Um?

Wang Weichu turned his head to look at him in a daze, but found that there was no joke on Cen Yao's face.

"If you want to go back, I'll accompany you back." Cen Yao said, moving the chess in front of him: "...General."

Father Cen was not angry when he lost chess. Instead, he was quite happy, and shouted that Cen Yao would play another game with him.

Cen Yao dropped his hand, got up and said, "Let's go upstairs."

As soon as he hooked Wang Weichu's waist, he carried Wang Weichu up, and the two went upstairs together.

Father Cen could only play with his left and right hands unhappily.

Wang Weichu wanted to go back and have a look.

When I was with Wang and Cheng in the past, because they overemphasized etiquette and rules with him, the difference between the high and the low class was made extra clear. For a while, Wang Weichu was a little ashamed to mention that he came from a remote mountain village.

But now, Wang Weichu is no longer ashamed.

In his bones, he misses that place.

That's why he ate all those girl fruits when Wang Qingzhi was trying to please him.

Wang Weichu nodded and said, "I think."

So Cen Yao immediately made a plan to go back to the village for the New Year, and then loaded up the car full of New Year's goods and brought bodyguards, and the two embarked on the journey back to the village together.

They first took a private jet, then transferred to an off-road vehicle, from a flat road to a slightly bumpy road, and finally stopped at the entrance of the village.

Wang Weichu scratched at the car window and said, "This road is much better than when I left."

Cen Yao responded lightly, raised his hand to open the car door, supported Wang Weichu's waist, and then the two got out of the car together.

At this time in the village, there were already a lot of people who came back to celebrate the New Year. There were also some cars parked outside, but most of them were motorcycles, and only one or two Changan cars or BYDs could be seen occasionally.

Their luxury car, of course, is a little too conspicuous.

"Someone went to burn incense at Ah Mei's grave! How long has it been since no one went there?"

"Who, who went to burn? That Wang Heqing came back?"

"It's not him, I remember that the man surnamed Wang is not tall, and he has a belly. This time there are two thin and tall people, one of them is very tall, dressed very well, and looks very rich..."

The village is not big, and a little gossip spreads all over the place in a while, and many idlers go to the back mountain to watch the fun.

When they got close, they took a closer look.

There is a man who is very tall! Must be one meter nine, right? What suit are you wearing? It looks very expensive. oh, turn around...

"That seems... like Wang Weichu?"

"Ah? Where is it? I can't see it! It's changed so much! Sure enough, his father took it away, and he became a child of a rich family, and he couldn't recognize it."

"No, how can I hear Lao Yang's son come back from work and say, what crime did Wang Weichu's father commit, and it seems that he is bankrupt?"

"what?"

Cen Yao turned around and took a bunch of flowers from the basket and placed them in front of the grave.

Then he squatted down and rubbed Wang Weichu's phalanx, revealing the ring on his hand.

Wang Weichu's eyes were slightly red, and his throat was still a little choked. He blankly asked, "What are you doing?"

Cen Yao said, "Let her see more clearly."

Wang Weichu's tears couldn't hold back and fell even harder. He replied in a low voice: "Hmm. ... Mom will see it."

The two stayed quietly in front of Wang Weichu's mother's grave for a while, and then they got up and left.

When I was going downhill, I ran into a few villagers watching the fun.

They didn't change much, Wang Weichu recognized them at a glance, so he greeted each other: "Aunt Zhou."

"Mother Ding."

"..."

Only then did they dare to admit: "Oh, it's really not the beginning?"

"That, what is this?" They looked at Cen Yao.

Wang Weichu grabbed Cen Yao's tail finger, and said with a nasal voice, "My partner, we are married... His surname is Cen, and his name is Cen Yao."

The villagers were stunned. They didn't expect to see such a big crowd watching the lively event.

Wang Weichu didn't care whether they recovered or not. After saying hello, he took Cen Yao back to the old house.

Fortunately, he didn't leave for too long, and the house didn't collapse before it was five or six years old.

After entering the door, their own bodyguards went to pack their things. They just sat at the door with a small bench. Wang Weichu slowly told Cen Yao where he ate when he was a child, and where he fetched water and washed his clothes...

The gossip spread more lively in the village now.

"Wang Weichu married a man!"

"The cars they drive back are expensive."

"Then Wang Weichu's father agreed? This...these two men get married, don't they have no descendants?"

The son of the old Yang family next to him couldn't help it, and said, "Is it Cen Yao who came back with Wang Weichu? He is very powerful. The young master of a wealthy family who is particularly famous in Beijing, has a very background in his family, a young rich man, The kind with assets of over 100 billion. Wang Qingzhi can't wait to marry his son to him."

How have other people been in contact with such rich people, they were stunned for a while: "So powerful?"

Xiao Yang nodded: "Isn't it? You said that he accompanied Wang Weichu back to the grave, I still find it strange. He is so rich, usually in suits and leather shoes, he attends various financial summits with aplomb, and the cover of Shangcai... He even came back to us."

"Oh, but Wang Weichu is also very good now. It seems that he has gone to study at Beijing University. He is a director or a screenwriter. Anyway, he is very good."

Everyone listened ignorantly, but they didn't know anything else, they only knew that Wang Weichu was so awesome right now that even his father had to be afraid of him.

Wang Qingzhi placed it in front of his object, they were like ants, not worth mentioning.

I don't know how long it took before an old woman squinted her eyes and said aloud, "Then Ameiquan should rest her eyes..."

Wang Weichu was sitting at the door, took a picture of weeds with his mobile phone, and posted it on Weibo.

Because of that opera, and the fact that he became famous at school, he had tens of thousands of followers not long after he started on Weibo.

As soon as Wang Weichu's photo was posted, roommates commented immediately below.

[Where are you going, Xiao Wang? How are you in the country? 】

[Did Mr. Cen take you on vacation?]

Wang Weichu couldn't help but replied with a smile: [Just on vacation :)]

Holidays have never been happier!

That night, Wang Weichu distributed the New Year's goods he brought back to his neighbors, and then went to bed with Cen Yao early.

The Internet in the countryside was not very good, and the Wang family had no TV, so the two of them had nothing to play, so they went to bed early.

The sound of insects could be heard faintly.

Wang Weichu couldn't help but whispered, "It's so cold, and the bed is so hard."

He clearly didn't feel it before.

But now it seems to be getting squeamish.

Cen Yao wrapped his arms around him and took the tape into his arms, and said in a hurry, "It won't feel hard in a while."

It wasn't long before Wang Weichu knew why he said that.

Because there are harder ones.

Wang Weichu had no time to think about whether the bed was hard or not.

Until a "bang", the bed overwhelmed them both.

The bodyguard was startled, got up and knocked on the door and asked, "Young Master Cen, are you alright?"

Wang Weichu: ...

Cen Yao: ...

Cen Yao: "It's okay."

The two made a new floor, and asked the neighbors to borrow a quilt to put them on to keep the moisture out. However, it also softened a lot. Wang Weichu nestled in Cen Yao's arms and slept comfortably.

The next day, Cen Yao returned a sum of money to his neighbors, and Quan Dang repaid the kindness of the quilt.

On the 30th of the Lunar New Year, Wang Weichu and Cen Yao sat around a small pot and cooked hot pot with this small pot.

Later, the two went to the Queen Mother's grave to offer incense, and gave some money to Wang Weichu's former friend, the young man who left school early and was crippled on the construction site, and then set off back to Beijing.

...

Jin Yao also saw the Weibo posted by Wang Weichu. But he still held a little bit of luck, thinking that Wang Weichu was abandoned by Cen Yao and returned to his hometown by himself?

As a result, two days later, at Cen's New Year's event, I saw Cen Yao and Wang Weichu attend the ceremony in an open and fair manner.

Jin Yao has been unable to contact Wang Weichu for a long time, and he knew that it would be impossible to continue to be friends with him. At this moment, he could only grit his teeth and think bitterly.

just wait.

A man after all.

When he can't give birth to a child for Cen Yao, the Cen family will not be able to accommodate him!

This wait is year after year.

...

Cen Yao completely took over the Cen family, and Wang Weichu continued to study for a master's degree after graduation, while continuing to work on his original plays.

In the sixth year of Cen Yao and Wang Weichu's marriage, Wang Weichu wrote a script and made it into a low-cost healing movie, starring the actor and actress, which became a big hit in China.

This year, Cheng Shuwen finally got out of prison.

His expression became more and more gloomy, looking at the handsome, young and promising Mr. Cheng, who was far from the old man.

The Cheng family has almost collapsed, and his eldest brother has gone abroad. He could only call Second Sister Cheng.

But was rejected.

This girl, who was not loved in the Cheng family in the past, showed her cold side mercilessly.

Cheng Shuwen put away his mobile phone viciously, walked on the street, and when he looked up, he saw the faces of Cen Yao and Wang Weichu displayed on the big screen in the square.

Someone was interviewing Wang Weichu and asked, "Will you officially enter the film and television industry next? Or will you continue to focus on opera?"

Cheng Shuwen could understand what the reporter said, but when he put it together, he was a bit at a loss.

Wang Weichu...the film and television industry? opera? Will these have anything to do with him?

At this time, the voices of other people's discussions came in my ears: "Really a model husband, Director Wang will bring President Cen when he attends the event. President Cen will also bring Director Wang when he attends the event."

"It's really amazing! Wang Weichu and the Cen family get along well. I also saw a news report yesterday that Mr. Cen's grandmother gave Wang Weichu the ownership of a diamond mine."

"Mother Cen went to Fashion Week last week and brought a lot of things to Wang Weichu!"

"Last year's birthday, Cen Yao's father even gave Wang Weichu a car. Grandpa Cen Yao hosted a birthday party..."

"Wow, it's nice to have money."

Cheng Shuwen squeezed the phone tightly, his face getting more ugly.

The Cen family is so affectionate?

Wang Weichu was also a bumpkin from the mountain village. Has he become a member of the upper class? And a high degree of blessing?

Cheng Shuwen thought it was ridiculous.

But he couldn't laugh.

He hurried forward and bumped into a foreigner.

The foreigner frowned and cursed in disgust, then walked away quickly.

Cheng Shuwen's face was even more ugly.

Of course he didn't know that the foreigner who walked past, in the original plot development, would become a couple with Wang Weichu after his death.

Cheng Shuwen is now full of resentment and unwillingness.

Can Cen Yao's love really last that long?

just wait!

One day, the Cen family will shove Wang Weichu out of the house because of Cen Yao's attitude change!

...

I don't know how many years have passed since I waited.

Mother Cen had thought about hugging her grandson, but when she mentioned it to Cen Yao, Cen Yao would be unhappy: "If you have a child, your mind will be on the child, and naturally you will not see it in your eyes. I am."

As soon as Cen's mother heard this, she immediately dismissed her thoughts and said repeatedly, "No, no, your father and I, of course, love Yaoyao the most! We only have Yaoyao in our eyes!"

Cen's father and Cen's mother also felt that their son loved them more, and they were reluctant to have their love divided.

The parents, who only had their son in their hearts, never mentioned holding their grandson again.

Jin Yao and Cheng Shuwen's lives improved occasionally, but they would soon be down again. They struggled all their lives until they died. They didn't wait for the Cen family to change their attitude towards Wang Weichu.

...

The Cen family decades later.

Cen Yao firmly hooked Wang Weichu's fingers, kissed his lips gently, and then lay down with him, ushering in death together.

When the system contacted Cen Yao again, all he saw was Cen Yao's dark eyes and cold breath.

The system lowered its voice unconsciously and said, "...New, new world I found."

"I know you're angry, but there's nothing you can do about it, his soul was broken like that... Now he can find a piece in different worlds, it's a piece. There will always be a day when they can get together, right, right? ?"