Rebirth: You Save Me with Your Deep Love

During the past sixty years, the country has been faced with constant wind and rain, and every step has been difficult. Too many people have died, too much blood has been shed, and countless young men with high spirits have returned to the beautiful land of the motherland.

Compared with their early sleep, Si Yu was really lucky to be able to witness and participate in the rise and power of Eastern Canglong.

The left and right strokes of the character represent a person, and the left and right strokes represent the backbone. It is the backbones of countless people that have supported China all the way to the present.

Those people all have the same blood flowing in their veins, which is called "Huaguo".

From a historical perspective, whether it is one's own son or... one's son's lover, they are just a drop in the ocean in the long river of history.

They were no different from the people recorded in the little notebook that Si Yu had treasured for many years and kept locked in the safe.

[Si Yu's little notebook: It's in Chapter 219, which contains the contents of the little notebook! ]

But, that kid Lin Yuze...he shouldn't have suffered this!

The increasingly heavy rain wet Si Yu's neatly trimmed white hair. Two steps behind him, the guard holding an umbrella who wanted to step forward was very worried.

Chief, this is...

The young guard, looking at the old man who was standing alone in the rain, being beaten by the rain, but never said a word and did not allow himself to go forward to hold an umbrella, felt for the first time in his life something other than "admiration".

Mr. Si is already 79 years old this year...

Recalling the heroic figure of leading the army to march 3,000 miles to the southwestern epidemic area in the past; and the photo of climbing the cliff barehanded that attracted national attention during the Nanling migration...

The figures in my memory gradually overlapped with the figures in front of me that were blurred by the rain.

This man who was so well-versed in military and political affairs and had a great influence on the world was often praised by the people as a "pioneer of the times". However, in the eyes of the guards, the title of "pioneer of the times" was not enough to describe his brilliant deeds.

But at this moment, this great old man, standing in the rain and looking up at the sky, looked no different from countless old fathers who were worried about their children.

Even though his back was still straight, his aura remained the same.

The guard hesitated for a long time, but still stepped forward with an umbrella and carefully comforted him, "Commander, the rain is getting heavier, and the doctor has told you not to catch a cold. Let's go home!"

Si Yu withdrew his gaze, turned around and looked at the young guard. After seeing the worry in the other's eyes, a kind smile appeared between his brows.

"Go home, it's time to eat."

"Okay," the guard breathed a sigh of relief, walked quickly forward with an umbrella, and went to the car with Si Yu.

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In the hospital

Lin Wanfeng, dressed in military uniform and looking exhausted, had tears in his eyes when he saw Lin Yuze for the first time.

I was only away for a few months, how come it turned out like this?

He was as thin as a dried-up skeleton model, and his beautiful eyes, once filled with stars, were now pale and powerless.

In the person before me, I couldn't find any trace of the youthful vigor of the past.

This person was clearly still alive, but Lin Wanfeng seemed to have smelled his impending death...

Terror and despair surged up simultaneously, completely shattering Lin Wanfeng's reason and concerns. The love that was suppressed in his heart, along with the tears, could no longer be held back.

Lin Wanfeng carefully held the person in his arms, fearing that if he used a little too much force, he would crush this person who was so thin that he could be blown away by the wind at any time.

"how so……"

"I left... I thought... you would live happily with the one you love... Why did this happen?"

"Why does God treat you so badly..."

Listening to Lin Wanfeng's crying voice, Lin Yuze gently patted the young man's strong back, wanting to persuade him to stop crying, but he didn't know where to start.

Finally, Lin Yuze sighed softly and said helplessly: "Maybe... this is fate!"

God has destined that if you didn't live well in your previous life, you wouldn't live long; even if you live well in this life, you won't live long either.

Maybe... in an unknown time and space, I did something evil that is intolerable to heaven.

"This is not fate..." Lin Wanfeng shook his head firmly, his eyes red as he said word by word: "I don't believe in fate, I only believe that man can conquer nature."

"Lin Yuze, be strong and don't give up on yourself. We will definitely find the right heart..."

His health was deteriorating, and after being awake for such a long time, Lin Yuze felt deeply exhausted.

However, listening to Lin Wanfeng's chattering, which was both encouragement and concern for him, he was reluctant to push away this warm embrace.

This has nothing to do with love. What he desires in this world is not just love!

What I didn't get in my last life, I finally got in this life, but I can't keep it...

Lin Yuze, you have such bad luck!!

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Chu Tingfeng's back was tense, his hands were clenched tightly together, his ink-black eyes were dead silent, and his whole body was shaking violently.

Although he had doubts before, deep down in his heart, he had been resisting that possible fact.

But now, someone told me personally that the suspicion that I resisted and was unwilling to admit was the "fact".

It was he who pushed his lover into the land of death with his own hands. All the pain that Aze is experiencing now is caused by him.

The Chu family, justice, fairness, ambition, Mrs. Chu... It was these things that made her abandon Aze time and time again, and in the end, even his health was sacrificed.

A suffocating feeling of despair filled my heart. Chu Tingfeng, you really are - guilty of the crime of death!

Si Yu looked at his son, whose eyes were dead and almost collapsed, and his old hand tightly grasped Chu Tingfeng's trembling hand.

When he was at Siyu, he was eloquent at the negotiation table. He single-handedly challenged 13 representatives from foreign companies and left them speechless. This became an international legend for a while.

But at this moment, facing his son who looked so sad and fragile that he would break at the slightest touch, this old man who had been adept at politics and had dominated the political arena for half his life could not utter a word of comfort.

In the end, he could only squeeze out a dry sentence: "Everyone is looking for it. If there is a successful match, we will let you know immediately."

Hearing his father's somewhat clumsy consolation hidden beneath his emotions, Chu Tingfeng could no longer suppress the panic and dejection in his heart.

Just like a child who has been wronged outside and goes home to seek a hug from his parents, he grabbed Si Yu's sleeve tightly and buried his head in his arms. The man's suppressed choking sound was particularly clear in this quiet room.

Si Yu looked at his youngest son lovingly, stroking his hair with his big hands again and again, just like comforting the violent and fierce boy when he first arrived in China.

***

"No success, no success... Why is it still unsuccessful..."

Shen Yu looked at the failed matching reports one after another. He could no longer hold back his despair. He raised his hand and swept over everything on the table, overturning the chair behind him.

"Wow...why is there not even one..."

After venting his anger by falling, Shen Yu grabbed his hair with a look of pain on his face, collapsed to the ground, hugged his knees helplessly, and curled up into a ball.

People die in this world every day, but why is there no heart that can successfully match Lin Yuze?

Does God really want to take this one life?