Rebirth: Taking the Enemy to Cultivate Immortals

Meng Lin carried the toy that children would like that he bought on the side of the road, followed the alley where he was going, and saw two figures, one big and one small, standing there holding hands and watching from a distance. alley.

The two stood at the gate of the courtyard. The old man's waist was straighter than that. He was dressed in black on a hot day. Not only that, he was also standing in the sun and was exposed to the sun. The sweat dripped down his face without wiping it off, and he stared straight ahead with sharp eyes.

The child led by the old man was wearing overalls and small black leather shoes, standing in the shadow of the old man, his soft black hair was a little long covering his black and white eyes.

From such a distance, Meng Lin could see the child's face that suddenly became bright because of seeing him appear.He murmured in his heart: Looking at it this way, it can't be seen that this child has autism? !And the eyes are also very good. Seeing that the old man didn't respond, he knew he didn't see him, but he could see so clearly but because of his cultivation, he was able to reach such a long distance.

Meng Lin walked up to the two of them and said politely, "Sorry, I'm late. Have you been waiting long?"

Zhou Weiguo looked at the gentle and polite young man in front of him, and said gratefully: "You don't need to apologize, you didn't come late, I was too impatient, and I thank you very much for asking my classmates to come."

Zhou Weiguo looked down at his grandson who had been staring straight at him since he appeared as a teenager, and squeezed his little hand, "Xiao Xuan—the brother you've been looking forward to has come to see you, can you say hello to him?"

Zhou Mingxuan pursed his lips a few times, but did not make a sound, and his eyes that had been staring at the young man also shifted to his delicate collarbone exposed outside his shirt.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit awkward, Meng Lin squatted down, and handed the Transformers in his hand to the child in front of him, "This is the first time I came to your house as a guest, and I brought you a gift, I don't know if you like it or not?"

Zhou Mingxuan let go of his grandfather's hand, took the box from the boy's hand with both hands, and nodded slightly.

Zhou Weiguo said embarrassedly to Meng Lin: "Please come to our house, it's already troublesome for you, why did you bring a gift?!" Seeing that the young man just smiled, he said: "Sit inside! We can't let the guests stand all the time. door."

Meng Lin nodded and followed Zhou Weiguo into the yard.Walking on the path paved with stones, there are some vegetables on the left side, which are very lush and pleasing, and a tall jujube tree is planted on the right side, and the sunlight passes through the gaps in the leaves and shines on the people who pass by.

"Wow - woo woo woo woo -"

A black puppy with white eyebrows only grew at the eyebrows. Hearing the footsteps of a stranger, he rushed out with a growl.

Zhou Weiguo patted the little dog that ran to his feet, "Gousheng, there are guests at home today, don't you know that you are not polite?"

"Pfft..." Meng Lin couldn't help laughing when he heard the name, and looked at the puppy running around, holding back his smile: "Is this puppy reported at Wang Jun's house? Why is it called Gousheng? "

Zhou Weiguo was a little helpless, everyone who knew his dog was called Gousheng couldn't help laughing, "This name is easy to remember! I just named it casually."

He opened the closed door, "Come in! It's cool in the room."

Meng Lin walked into the house, looking at this small house, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, he did not expect their house to be so simple, with two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. Only about 120 square meters at most.

Zhou Weiguo led him to sit on the sofa, and asked the young man, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhou Weiguo. If you don't mind, just call me Grandpa Zhou. I don't know your classmate's name yet? I don't know how to call him?"

"Grandpa Zhou, hello, my name is Meng Lin, you can call me Xiao Lin."

"Xiao Lin, sit down here, I'll pour you a cup of tea!" Zhou Weiguo saw the young man nodding his head, then looked at his grandson who was still standing, "Xiao Xuan, can I entertain guests here?"

Zhou Mingxuan put the box in his hand on the coffee table, and nodded in agreement.

He went to the kitchen a little worried, and instead of pouring tea in a hurry, he lay down on the crack of the door and observed them, wondering if this boy could really improve his grandson's condition.

In the living room, Meng Lin looked at the child with his head down playing with the box, and tentatively said, "Xiao Xuan—may I call you that?"

Zhou Mingxuan's hands paused, and then returned to normal, only slightly nodding his head, expressing his agreement.He was a little afraid to look at the boy's more dazzling appearance, and only stared at the things in his hands. Although he didn't like such childish toys, because the people who gave them them were different, the feelings in his heart were also different. He decided to treasure them carefully. The boy's first gift to himself.

I was a little troubled in my heart, what kind of gift should I give in return so that the brother in front of me will like it?

Seeing that he seemed very interested in the toy in his hand, Meng Lin smiled and said, "Xiao Xuan, do you like the toy my brother gave you? Do you want my brother to take it apart for you?" At the same time, he patted the sofa to signal the child to sit down. Down.

Zhou Mingxuan moved to the side of the sofa with small steps, sat down, and handed it to the boy who looked at him with a gentle smile.

Meng Lin opened the package, took out the Transformers inside, and handed it to the child who was looking at him eagerly, "Here, let's play with it!"

Zhou Mingxuan reached out to take it, and the two fingers accidentally touched each other. His heart skipped a beat, and a blush spread from his neck to his ears. He tried his best to restrain the heat on his face, and secretly looked up at the young man, hoping that the young man didn't notice his strangeness. , but saw the boy in front of him looking at him in shock.

What's wrong?Could it be that his blushing was discovered?Zhou Mingxuan blinked in confusion, and asked with difficulty: "You—how———"

Meng Lin came back to his senses when he heard the child's voice.

Suppressing the complex and unspeakable expression on his face, "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something."

There was a turbulent wave in my heart, and even the child didn't respond when he spoke suddenly.How could Zhou Mingxuan be the person he was looking for? He must have felt wrong just now, right? !

At this time, Zhou Weiguo pushed open the kitchen door, came out with a tray, and said with a hearty smile, "I've been waiting for a long time, and I just found out that there is no hot water in the tea bottle. I'm sorry to boil a pot of water now..."

He put the tray on the coffee table, and brought a cup to the young man, "There is no good tea at home, only some Biluochun, I hope you don't dislike it."

Meng Lin took the cup and looked at the emerald green tea leaves swirling in the cup due to the hot water brewing. He felt that his heart was like this tea leaf, unsteady up and down for a moment.

Looking at the steaming tea in the cup, he took a sip and said, "Why, Biluochun is also very good."

"That's good, I'm afraid you won't be used to drinking and neglect the guests!"

Meng Lin only felt that the voice in his ear was far away from him, and he only answered the old man's question instinctively, a little carelessly throughout the whole process.

"I heard that you were injured a while ago? How was it? Seriously?"

Hearing this question suddenly, Meng Lin's mind, which had been wandering too far, finally calmed down, "A little injury, it's almost healed, you don't have to worry."

"That's good."

Seeing that the conversation was almost over, Zhou Weiguo said to his grandson who had been listening to their conversation: "Grandpa has something to do later, can Xiaoxuan help grandpa entertain the guests? You can take the guests to your room to see,"

He raised his eyebrows at his grandson, and asked again, "Is that okay?"

Zhou Mingxuan looked at his grandfather and then at the young man who was also waiting for his answer, nodded and got off the sofa and took a few steps.

Meng Lin also stood up, took his little hand calmly, "Let's go!"

He secretly thought in his heart: Sure enough, as long as he has close contact with Zhou Mingxuan, the exercises will remind him.

Zhou Mingxuan curled up his pinched fingers, and took a long time before walking stiffly to his room.

Sitting on the sofa, Zhou Weiguo watched his grandson's vivid expression with satisfaction, and thought with emotion: Sure enough, he didn't find the wrong person this time. The grandson just got along with the boy for a while and was able to respond to his words. So it seems that as long as we get along with each other more, the grandson's illness will definitely get better.

He kind of wanted to share the good news with his son, but considering that his grandson's illness had only just started to improve, it would not be good to let him rejoice in vain.

Thinking of his son, he remembered the lace news about his son that he saw on the Internet before. Zhou Weiguo shook his head to remind himself not to think too much. His daughter-in-law had just passed away less than a year ago. The relationship between the son and his daughter-in-law was so good, how could they die so soon? Make a new love.The current media is very unscrupulous, as long as they have a little contact with women, there will be a lot of trouble in the city. How could those people dare not report when the daughter-in-law was still there? Isn’t it all about persimmons looking for softness? His son has a mild temper He is easy to bully, just pour all kinds of dirty water on him.

Meng Lin was led to the door of the room on the right. Seeing the child stop suddenly, as if in a daze, he looked him up and down, and said amusedly, "Do you want me to open the door for you?"

Zhou Mingxuan put on a sullen face and nodded solemnly. He could only let the boy open the door because he couldn't free his hands.

Meng Lin unscrewed the doorknob, and what came into view was a snow-white room. He was a little surprised who arranged this room for a child. No matter how it looked, it looked like a ward!Living here, I can feel sick even if I don't feel sick.

He let go of the hand that had been holding the child, and watched the child place the Transformers on the bedside table with great care.Apart from the alarm clock, there were only red Transformers on it. Looking at this room with no extra decorations, Meng Lin felt a little depressed.

"How did Xiaoxuan put it here? It's easy to fall to the ground, you can put it on the table."

He casually brought up a topic, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

Zhou Mingxuan turned his head seriously, looked into his eyes and said, "In this way, you can see it every day when you open your eyes." He pursed his lips, "It will be very happy."

After speaking, he turned and ran to the desk cabinet to open the locked drawer and took out something.

Holding it in the palm of his hand, he came to Meng Lin again, looked straight into the boy's eyes and said, "I have something for you."