Rebirth of Rebirth

At that time, Beiyu remembered the way Mo Yunqing shot and killed people, and quickly winked at the people next to him, but those friends were either too drunk to be out of shape, or afraid of Mo Yunqing's aura, one of them was willing to stand up and help him nothing.

He could only explain with a red face: "Mr. Mo, I really have nothing with her..."

"Did I say what do you have?" Mo Yun smiled instead of anger, "Why are you so nervous?"

It's okay if he doesn't smile, but when he laughs, it's breathless.

Dead, he thought then.

As Mo Yunqing's only lover in private, Bei Yu would not dare to provoke him no matter how willful he is. At the beginning, he was always very measured, and the closer the two got closer, the more Bei Yu felt afraid of him. , Of course, this is the feeling that everyone will have. Even if he is also a male, Mo Yunqing feels a bit too strong and scary.

Sometimes he even wondered if he would shoot himself if he did something that made him furious one day.

But what I didn't expect was that Mo Yunqing didn't do anything to that woman. He didn't seem angry at all, and he even ordered someone to seal the red envelope and send her out properly.

After all, she was not caught in bed, and no one could tell that the woman was deliberately getting close to him while he was drinking, in order to create topics and popularity.

But what happened later was a bit scary, no matter how many small stars disappeared in the entertainment circle overnight, Bei Yu never dared to go to that kind of place to drink casually again...

The relationship between him and Mo Yunqing...he couldn't explain exactly how it became what it was later.

Maybe it's because they've been together so long that they feel like they know each other too well, and sometimes feel like they don't know him at all.

They were entangled in the previous life, and they never separated after so many things happened. This life is obviously much easier, and he doesn't have those messy things in the entertainment industry, but it's not the same as the previous life...

Bei Yu sighed.

He just stood motionless in front of the window for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that it was already very late.

Mo Yunqing's order was that no one should bother him.

So when Bei Yu came out of the piano room, he only saw the butler who had been waiting at the stairs.

Bei Yu stopped in his tracks, "Mr. Mo hasn't come back yet?"

"He's back." The housekeeper said respectfully, "Mr. Mo is still in the study."

The lights in the corridor are not bright. From this angle, you can only see the boy's downcast side face. His expression is a bit complicated, and he can't tell what his emotions are. He doesn't express anything when he hears Mr. Mo's child's study.

"Master Beiyu." The butler whispered, "Sir, he hasn't had dinner yet."

The housekeeper watched him remain silent for a while, and then said calmly, "Let the kitchen cook some porridge and bring it up."

"Yes."

Mo Yunqing didn't have the habit of eating late at night, unless he was busy very late, he would order the kitchen to cook a bowl of light porridge and bring it up.

He sat alone in the study and smoked cigarettes one by one, with half-read documents in his hand.

When Bei Yu knocked on the door, he thought it was the housekeeper, and no one came up to bother him at this time, so he said calmly, "Come in."

As soon as he looked up, he saw Bei Yu walking in with a tray.

"The housekeeper said you didn't eat anything tonight."

Mo Yun lightly pressed the cigarette into the ashtray, "Did you cook it?"

"...I had someone wake up the chef."

Mo Yun chuckled, "Let's put it here."

He watched Bei Yu walk over step by step, put the porridge on the table, and then stirred the porridge a few times with his hands, his movements were very light, and when he lowered his head, his expression was indescribably focused, as if he was interested in the porridge. This matter is very heartfelt.

He was wearing a loose T-shirt, and when he lowered his head, he revealed a clean and fair back of his neck, and the dark hair was almost transparent against the skin.

He is undoubtedly very good-looking in this appearance, the eyes under the drooping eyelashes have a kind of heart-pounding beauty, even if he doesn't say a word, people can't look away.Mo Yunqing looked at it for a long time without moving, and then suddenly said in a low voice, "Have you taken a bath?"

Bei Yu was obviously absent-minded, "Huh?"

Mo Yunqing suddenly grabbed his wrist, and the spoon dinged on the bowl.

Bei Yu was taken aback and looked at him in panic.

It was obviously not the first time that they were so close. When Mo Yunqing grasped the slender wrist, he felt a slight numbness at that moment, which rushed to his heart like an electric current. The stimulation brought by the soft touch in the palm of his hand It was so vivid that Mo Yunqing had desire in the next second.

Maybe it was because his eyes were too dangerous, Bei Yu flinched slightly, "...Mr. Mo, the porridge will get cold if you don't drink it."

Mo Yun turned a deaf ear to it, and gently stroked the soft skin on the boy's wrist with his thumb. It was obvious that he wanted something else than the steaming bowl of porridge.

But for some reason, at this moment, he suddenly remembered the way Beiyu played the piano by himself just now.

He had never seen Bei Yu like that.

In anyone's eyes, the first impression of this boy is generally from his beautiful appearance and outstanding temperament. If you get along with him, you may think that he has a good temper, gentle nature, easy to talk, and occasionally willful , a little tempered, loves to be coquettish, just like every child who lives in an ivory tower and is spoiled by the family, if he didn't say it himself, no one would have thought that he would have such a life experience.

So it is also difficult to find that his temperament is so sensitive and fragile. Perhaps when he is hurt, his first reaction is to resist more than escape, but it is undeniable that he himself cannot bear these injuries, but he just put himself It's all about protection, just like a small animal showing its fangs and claws when facing something it fears, it will inevitably get hurt in the end.

Sometimes Mo Yunqing even thought that if someone abandoned him again, maybe he would completely collapse.

When I saw him playing the piano just now, this feeling became more and more intense, and even made Mo Yunqing feel a little uneasy in his heart.

He didn't expect the child to be so thoughtful, which gave Mo Yunqing a false impression, as if he had many worries and secrets in his heart, but he never kept them in his heart, even his closest person... …No, maybe the kid didn't see him as close at all.

Because from the very beginning, he was the one who forced the child here, not allowing him to take a step away from him.

Perhaps, this child is only docile on the surface, but actually hates him in his heart?

He was so silent, Bei Yu didn't know what he was thinking at all, he hesitated for a while and finally couldn't help but said: "Mr. Mo, what are you thinking?"

"I was thinking..." Mo Yunqing came back to his senses, saw his puzzled eyes, and smiled slightly, "No, I didn't think about anything."

Then he pulled Bei Yu, who still wanted to say something, into his arms, and hugged him up.

This almost made Bei Yu scream, "Wait!"

"What are you waiting for?" Mo Yunqing looked at him indifferently.

Bei Yu resisted the thought of struggling, because he knew that struggling was basically useless to this man—unless he wanted to spice things up, "...you haven't eaten the porridge I brought you yet!"

Mo Yun paused lightly, bent over and put him on the chair, put the spoon aside, picked up the bowl of porridge and drank half of it in a few sips, and put the bowl on the table after finishing drinking, "Satisfied gone?"

"..."

Bei Yu wanted to say something else, but he really had nothing to say. Mo Yunqing's somewhat abnormal attitude had worn away his depressed mood all day long.

And he found that Mo Yunqing was unusually... rough tonight.

Tossing until midnight, Bei Yu went from uncontrollable yelling to intermittent moaning, and finally couldn't help crying and begging for mercy when he was approaching the climax, but the man still refused to let him go.

Mo Yun gently kissed away the tears on his face, hugged him tightly in his arms when the young man unconsciously begged for mercy, and gasped, "I will never... let you go."

These almost cruel words made Bei Yu's breath stagnate, but soon he had no energy to think about it.

The next day he slept until noon, but he still had no strength at all.

The servant told him that Mo Yunqing flew to Japan early in the morning and would take at least three days to come back.

Beiyu knew about his going to Japan, but there were too many things to do yesterday, so he forgot for a while, but that was good, at least Beiyu could take a good breath for a few days.

Unexpectedly, Bei Yu suddenly received a call from Mo Yunqing in the middle of the night. He went to the company by himself during the day, and with the respectful assistance of a group of senior executives and assistants, he completed the tasks assigned to him by Mo Yunqing a few days ago. I came back to watch TV until eleven o’clock, and just fell asleep when I was woken up by the phone. When I picked it up, I was not angry at all, "Hello?"

Mo Yun heard his tone lightly and knew that the little thing was woken up, and was upset, so he waited a while and said, "I thought you were still awake."

"...I just fell asleep."

Beiyu was a little angry at getting up, especially since he had a hard time falling asleep, and the slightest movement could wake him up, especially when he was sleeping alone. He almost resisted the urge to hang up the phone, and whispered: "You Is there a problem?"

"It's nothing." Mo Yun paused and said, "I just miss you."

Basically, Mo Yunqing seldom talks about love. He always expresses his feelings differently from other men, so when he says "I miss you" like this, it is very rare and even flattering. However, you never It was also difficult to hear any affectionate emotions in his calm tone.

Bei Yu didn't think that he was so free to call just to say such a nonsense, but as Mr. Mo's only... lover in the eyes of others, he still tried his best to say gently: "I miss you too."

After these words, the phone fell silent.