Rebirth of Rebirth

Acropolis was even more puzzled.

He looked at Bei Yu's hands peeling apples. The fingers of those hands were slender and white, and the short, trimmed nails were round and smooth. They looked like hands suitable for playing the piano.

Sometimes even Weicheng is surprised, he and Beiyu are childhood sweethearts, they have known each other since they were very young, so Weicheng knows his situation very well.Beiyu's family situation is very complicated. His uncle's monthly living expenses are only enough for him to eat. All the housework and trivial matters in life are done by him alone. In winter, he saw him washing clothes in icy water. He didn't even have any new clothes on him. In his memory, Bei Yu was still so young at that time, weaker than girls, squatting there thin and small, It's really chilling to see.

He was really angry and distressed, but he couldn't argue with those people. After all, Bei Yu still had to be raised by them, so he often took the initiative to drag him to his home.

However, among them, even looking at the whole school, there was no one who was more handsome than Bei Yu.

The noble temperament in him is more outstanding than any child from a wealthy family they have ever seen, and he is so talented, proficient in all kinds of singing, dancing and musical instruments, Weicheng even felt that as long as Beiyu is willing, he can completely follow Like those popular stars at the moment, one day he will realize his own wish.

How could such a stubborn child suddenly give up his dream and even say such words?

Wei Cheng suddenly felt moved, hesitated for a moment, and asked him: "Bei Yu, I heard from the nurse that you were brought here twice when you came... and there are always several people in suits around you ,who are they?"

In fact, Aocheng has been vague. Those little nurses like to gather together to chat when they have nothing to do. In their mouths, it is much more exaggerated than what Aocheng said.

"Oh." Bei Yu said lightly, "They are my boss' bodyguards."

"boss?"

"It's the gold master."

Acropolis froze, "Golden Master? What does the Golden Master mean?"

"The one who wants to support me to go to school." Beiyu explained calmly, stuffing the apple into his open mouth.

"Hmm!" Weicheng took down the apple, his eyes widened, "What's going on, tell me clearly, what kind of funder, what kind of boss? What exactly do you mean? Lu Beiyu, you don't know yes--"

"What is it?"

Bei Yu lowered his eyes and lightly licked the knife for peeling apples. His expression was calm, and his eyes under the long eyelashes were as calm as condensed well water. "Being taken care of by rich people? Or have you sold yourself? Acropolis, I don't know what you think of me. Only you know how I survived all these years, but if, I mean if, if one day I really became what you thought just now, what would you do?"

Acropolis was stunned.

Bei Yu smiled lightly, that faint smile flickered across the corner of his thin lips, but his eyes were still icy cold, no smile could be seen, Wei Cheng suddenly felt chills for no reason , For the first time, he discovered that he actually didn't understand this brother who grew up together since childhood and was just like his own brother.

It was as if the boy who had been close to him for many years, always instructing him to do this and that, and pestering him for something to eat when he was hungry, suddenly became a person he didn't know in a place where he couldn't see.

For a moment, a mixture of shock, disbelief, and guilt surged up, making Weicheng stare at him blankly for a while without saying a word.

"...What's your expression?"

"I...ah, no." Wei Cheng said in a daze, "I'm just... a little surprised."

Bei Yu was silent for a while, then suddenly lowered his head, shrugged his shoulders, and tears even formed under his eyelashes.

"Bei, Beiyu?" Seeing his appearance, Weicheng suddenly became a little anxious, "I don't... I really didn't mean that, please calm down, don't—"

"Hahahaha-"

"???"

Bei Yu clutched his stomach and laughed wildly, "You really believe it! Ouch, I laughed so hard, hahahahaha——"

"..." Wei Cheng's eyes twitched, and he looked at him speechlessly, "So you were joking just now?"

Bei Yu wiped away the tears from laughing, and asked back with a smile: "If it's not a joke? Will you look down on me for breaking up with me?"

"...What nonsense, of course not!"

"That's fine." Bei Yu poked his face, "Anyway, no matter what I do, you will always stand by my side, right?"

Weicheng looked at him for a while, then suddenly grabbed his finger, and said seriously: "Then you can't mess around, just go to school if you don't have enough money, let's find a way together, don't go to places like bars It's not for you."

"Ah."

It’s ridiculous to say this, Beiyu is still the red card of the red card on that bar street, and many people who have never been there have heard that there is a bar on that street where there is a very hot boy dancing , but anyone who has seen him will undoubtedly not be fascinated, even many gangsters have heard of his fame from people around him, and they want to see him.

Because of this, Bei Yu made many friends, and also had many hostile people. Many of those people of the same religion and nine streams are ruthless characters. If they regard you as a friend today, they might hate you in the next second, so one day he will be kidnapped There is nothing strange about walking, even hacking to death in the street.

It was because of this that Weicheng called him every night to check his safety, and if he couldn't get through, he would pick him up in person.

Bei Yu thought, he should have quit his job there a long time ago, found a decent job, or went to school, just like everyone from his background, living in an ordinary and chaotic way at the bottom of society, In that case, maybe there will be no later things.

But is he really willing to live like that?

After dawdling in the hospital for two hours, Bei Yu suddenly stopped him before he left, "By the way, do you know about your uncle?"

Bei Yu paused, "What's the matter?"

"He, it seems that Yan Yan went bankrupt for some reason." Wei Cheng said, "It seems that the deputy mayor's accepting bribes has been investigated by the higher-ups. I don't know if it has anything to do with it."

"is it?"

Seeing his calm expression, he didn't seem to be sad about this matter, Wei Cheng added, "I heard from my classmate that your uncle's... mistress outside seems to have an improper relationship with the deputy mayor. , maybe the file we copied last time contained—"

"Acheng, don't bother with this matter anymore." Bei Yu interrupted him, and said lightly: "Anyway, I'm going to get back the house, and they don't owe me anything. Take care of your injuries and don't worry about other things. Also help me tell that classmate of yours, this matter ends here, thank him for me."

"……I'm good."

It was impossible for him to say those things just now that he would not go against his will. As long as he thought of the deception he had received over the years and the resentment towards his biological mother, he would feel extremely angry and unwilling.

Bei Yu has nerves that are many times more sensitive than those of his peers. Although he looks strong and open-minded on the surface, his mind is actually very small in many things. He may be able to tolerate others looking down on him, but he absolutely cannot tolerate being trampled on. His dignity, and those closest to him.

The first thing he did after he became famous in his previous life was to trample under the feet of those who once looked down on him and harmed him.

During that time, his career was booming, his temper became a bit strange, and more and more people around him left. For a while, he was even intoxicated in the pleasure of revenge. Drag him out of the hatred abruptly, and solve the troubles that are enough to ruin his reputation.

It can be said that Bei Yu's feelings for Mo Yunqing are very complicated, of course there is gratitude in it, but the gratitude is far less than other things.

This time Bei Yu was sent to the hospital by bodyguards arranged by Qin Zhengnan, and six big men in suits stood there, no one would believe it if they said they didn't look like gangsters.

"Hey, do you have a cigarette?"

After a while, the bodyguard looked at the young man who skillfully lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, with an indescribably strange look in his eyes.

Just looking at Bei Yu's appearance, many people's first reaction is that he is a child living in an ivory tower. He does not have a trace of rebelliousness and rebellion in many boys of the same age. On the contrary, he is well-educated and pampered young master.

So in many cases, people's first impression may not be accurate, just like the boy who is leaning lazily by the window, wearing a snow-white shirt and a light-colored sweater on his upper body, but his sleeves are casually rolled up. On the elbow, a slender white arm was exposed, holding a... cigarette in his hand, which really destroyed people's good image at first glance.

Of course, his posture is also very good-looking. In his previous life, Beiyu was praised by the media and fans as a noble son in the entertainment industry. Although he is not as good as those real powerful sons from aristocratic families, he is not lacking in talent, fame, temperament and appearance. , coupled with the legendary backer of the mysterious benefactor who straddled black and white, made his fame even more prosperous.

At that time, he was already over [-] years old, and he took a gentle and melancholy route, and could fascinate a large number of fans at any stop. Now at this age, with this skin, he leaned against the window with a cigarette in his hands, his hair blown by the breeze. Blowing, looking out of the window coldly, it just has the effect of a decadent and beautiful boy in Japanese manga.

Not far from him, several bodyguards were explaining to the nurse with black lines on their faces: "Our young master's friend is hospitalized, and he smokes a cigarette in a bad mood... What? A fine? Fine, fine, how much should be fined?" , by the way, even one of us will be fined... how much is a whole box? No need to look for it."

Bei Yu sighed, and casually pinched the cigarette on the window sill, then turned around and saw a tall middle-aged man walking towards him.

"Excuse me……"

"Who are you looking for?" Several bodyguards blocked Bei Yu tightly. In their eyes, this little ancestor is now the most precious person around Mr. Mo, and no one can touch him.