Rebirth of Rebirth

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the phone rang three times in succession.

This is not an empty room, sixty to seventy square meters, and the cabinets are full of sundries. Because of the inconvenience of the owner's eyes, he didn't clean it up, and it looked messy everywhere. When the mobile phone rang, the dark room looked a little weird .

The furniture is not old, and some places are still dusty, but the large sofa in the middle is worth a lot of money, which is out of place in this monotonous room.

Also out of place in this room was the person sitting on the sofa.

A beam of not-so-hot sunlight shone in through the gaps in the heavy curtains, and just shone on the person on the sofa.

It was a beautiful face that people can never forget, but because he was too thin and pale, he looked extremely weak. Sitting there, he seemed to be paralyzed on the sofa with no strength. One arm hangs weakly under the sofa, and the slender fingers glow with a transparent porcelain white in the light.

His eyes were facing the beam of sunlight, the light-colored pupils were clear and beautiful, but without a trace of focus, they were as empty as a starless night sky.

If it weren't for the slightly undulating chest, his thin and delicate body would have looked like a fragile doll that would shatter when touched.

The phone rang for the fourth time.

He moved his hand and finally picked up the phone.

"Beiyu! Is that you? Where are you!" An anxious voice came from the other end of the phone as soon as the connection was connected.

"...It's me." Because of the dry and hoarse voice, the voice that should have been nice sounded very hoarse and weak, as if it had been thirsty for a long time.

"You finally answered the phone, thank God! Beiyu, where are you now? You finally came back, and suddenly disappeared again. Do you want us to die?"

"……Feel sorry."

"I'll talk about it later when I'm sorry! You tell me where you are, and I'll pick you up." Because he was afraid that he would overthink, the person on the other end of the phone even suppressed his urgency and anxiety, and his tone was also pleading, "It's the last thing you come back safely. Importantly, I promise not to ask you if your previous affairs were good or not?"

"I'm sorry, I can't go back yet." Bei Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, but couldn't even show a wry smile, "It's been six years, third brother, you really don't want to ask me what happened in these six years?"

"No matter what happened to you, it's over! It's over! Beiyu! Listen to the third brother, come back first! Everything is easy to talk about when you come back—"

Hearing the anxious roar, Bei Yu fell into silence for a while.

After a long time, he sighed, and said slowly: "Third brother, I can't go back anymore, he won't let me go, I can't escape, and I don't want to escape again..."

"Beiyu, don't do stupid things, you are still young, everything can start again, at worst we change our face, at worst we go abroad! Go far away! Beiyu, listen to my brother, there is nothing we can't get through, let's go -"

"Third brother, thank you." Bei Yu closed his eyes, interrupted his voice, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you...for remembering me, and...help me to say sorry to them too, it is I, Beiyu, who is sorry everyone .”

He hung up the phone, fumbled to take apart the phone case, and broke off the battery and the card. After doing all this, he almost exhausted all his strength and could only lie on the sofa to breathe. It was only after a while that he suddenly realized that these things would be reduced to ashes after a while anyway, so why should he bother, he had already adapted to the darkness in front of him, and his ears had become extremely sensitive.

When there was a sound outside the door, his eyelashes trembled, and his closed eyes slowly opened. Even though he had been blind for a long time, he still couldn't change his habit. When he heard the sound, he wanted to open his eyes and see.

The door was pushed open, and four or five people walked in quickly from the sound.

After a few seconds, the footsteps stopped, and the room was silent until the footsteps of a person sounded slowly.

Bei Yu heard footsteps coming from the door, and turned his head slightly.

For six years, every day and every time he heard the sound of footsteps, he would straighten up like this, and his fingers would tremble a little, without changing for countless times.

Even if he couldn't see his eyes, he could still feel the invisible oppressive force from that man. This man had been at the top of that huge and dark family for so many years. His imposing manner, his face is hard and stern, and his figure is tall and straight, which gives people a terrifying feeling of not being angry and arrogant.

"I thought you'd run farther."

This man has imprisoned him for six years. Bei Yu thought that he was not afraid of anything now, but just because of this sentence, he couldn't help but tremble, "Mr. Mo..."

That is the fear that has penetrated into the bones, and the courage to break the boat is almost gone at this moment.

Mo Yun looked at him coldly.

Bei Yu is 26 years old, but because he has been pampered for many years, he has hardly experienced any wind and rain, and his appearance is still the same as before.His brows and eyes are soft, and even if he doesn't smile all the year round, he doesn't look cold, but because of his blindness, those beautiful red phoenix eyes have lost their light for many years, and the pupils are getting weaker and weaker. When he looks at the void quietly, even There is an indescribable strange feeling.

Along the way, his expression was extremely terrifying, and the anger in his chest made him wish he could break the hands and feet of the man in front of him and put him in a cage, so that he couldn't take another step.But at this moment, looking at him pale and weak, lying on the sofa powerlessly, all he had in his heart was heart-pounding pain, and he just wanted to hold him in his arms, crush him and swallow him bit by bit.

Seeing his slightly terrified expression, Mo Yunqing felt in a daze that Beiyu was still the lively and willful little thing in front of him before, even if he caused a big disaster, as long as he pretended to be pitiful, it would make life difficult. Get angry.

Seeing that he didn't move, Bei Yu stretched out his hand, slowly groping with his thin and pale hand, and climbed up the man's neck.

The man watched his movements coldly, the body in his arms was already extremely thin and weak, as long as he exerted a little force, his thin wrist could be broken.

But he remained motionless, letting Bei Yu's cold hands grope carefully on his body.

Bei Yu's hair was a bit longer, and the black hair on his forehead covered his thin face, and those unfocused eyes were so beautiful that it made one's heart palpitate. He looked too fragile like this, as if he couldn't bear any more blows and injuries.

But Mo Yunqing knew that this person was tougher than anyone else, even if his leg was really broken, he would try to make himself stand up, Bei Yu lay beside his ear, and his voice was very soft, "I'm waiting for you .”