Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

What a fool.

Chen Yan stretched out his left hand with a smile, "OK, I promised you to marry me. Do you want to wear it on the ring finger?"

"Of course." Teng Yue as like as two peas, he smiled and lowered his head. He put his exquisite platinum ring on the ring finger of the old man, then stretched out his hand and saw two rings that were exactly the same.

"But it's on the ring finger only when we're married. We're not married yet." Chen Yan pretended to be distressed.

"It doesn't matter. We'll get the license and get married in a few days."

"Then you are my man?"

"It's always yours." Teng Yueming glances over Chen Yan's head and kisses him gently on the forehead.

Chen Yan also inadvertently saw that Teng Yue's slightly open neckline had a shallow scar.

Chen Yan knew that it was a gunshot wound.

Chen Yan slightly closed his eyes, system, is this what you call growth?

Later, when they went to bed, Chen Yan seemed to ask him casually where the wound on his chest came from.

Teng Yueming will warmly kiss his sweat filled chest, and then say: "forget it? Didn't I go to m to take that award-winning picture? I was shot at that time, all of which were minor injuries. "

Chen Yan is silent and no longer speaks.

He knew Teng Yueming was cheating him, but he would not ask again.

It's not bad to be confused about some things.

Teng Yueming seems to like to clasp his ten fingers when he is in bed. He said that he would be very excited to see the two hands wearing the same wedding ring.

Chen Yan never asked him why he seldom went back to Teng's house and had little contact with Teng's people since then.

Chen Yan didn't ask why there were some strange people around him sometimes, and sometimes he received some strange phone calls. What's more, he changed from being a photographer to working behind the scenes.

Chen Yan never asked him about all this.

When Teng Yue Ming died at the age of 80, Chen Yan, whose hair was already gray, saw Teng Yueming's second brother at the funeral.

Teng Luozhou has been in good health, even though he is nearly 90 years old, he is still in good health.

Chen Yan has not seen the Teng family for a long time. Once, he was at the funeral of Teng's mother and the last was at the funeral of Teng's elder brother. This is the third time he has seen Teng's family in decades. His second brother came to see him off at Teng Yueming's funeral.

Chen Yan's health is getting worse and worse as he gets older. He has been sitting in a wheelchair at the memorial service. Looking at the portrait, he thinks of their twenties in a trance. When he woke up that day, Teng Yueming knelt on the ground and proposed to him. At that time, he knew that everything was different.

Teng Luozhou was on crutches, and Chen Yan was sitting in a wheelchair. Teng Luozhou's voice was changing. He said to Chen Yan, "you should be very surprised why, over the years, Yueming has little contact with his family The more famous you are, the more you have the habit of keeping a diary. If you want to know, go and have a look. "

Want to know?

Chen Yan smiles. The old man in his eighties is not good-looking and full of wrinkles.

He never asked him, and he had no interest in those things. But now the man is gone, he wants to rely on some dead things to miss him, and then die safely.

Finally, after returning home, he still let the nurse push him to his room with Teng Yueming.

He stretched out his rough and freckled hand and opened the drawer where Teng Yueming kept his diary.

He sat in a chair by the window, put his diary on the table and read it carefully.

"15 November 2050. This is his fourth day in bed, and I really want him to wake up. The culprit of all this is the damned people. In this world, evil can only be treated by evil. There is no way for the organization to fight against it. Because it is too troublesome, it is more likely to force a dog to jump over the wall. In that case, I will become a devil and ask for my life from them. "