Reborn as a Good Child

In the pale and empty corridor, the sound of "da da" footsteps sounded, the surrounding was very quiet, only the echoes of the footsteps swayed layer by layer, there seemed to be some fog around, and it was difficult to see clearly, Mu Jingyuan was alone, quietly Walking forward quietly, another self in his heart kept screaming "Stop!

Don't go any further! Don't open the door!" His consciousness is resisting, he knows that the scene inside the door is unbearable for him, but his body is not controlled by this voice, still like countless times before, without He strode to a door at the end of the corridor without pausing, raised his hand, and gently pushed it open.

The room was also very empty, just like the corridor, with only four pale white walls. In the middle of the room, there was a mortuary bed, on which a corpse lay quietly, covered with a pale sheet.

Mu Jingyuan knew who it was, his soul was about to break through his body and escape from here, but he knew that he couldn't do this, so he could only watch helplessly as he walked to the bedside and slowly stretched out his trembling hand Lifted the white sheet on the bed.

The young man who was engraved in his soul was lying quietly on the bed, his eyes were half-opened, his expression was calm, and he looked very peaceful.

He was much thinner than before he left, his eye sockets were sunken, his cheeks had no flesh at all, his rose-colored lips were as pale as his face in impression, there was a large break at the corner of his mouth, and there were obvious bruises on his cheeks and chin. There are also black fingerprints on it.

He yelled frantically and collapsed in his body: "Don't watch it anymore, I don't want to watch it anymore!

But in fact, he couldn't control his body. As the white cloth was lifted little by little, Bai Yihan's body was exposed in front of his eyes. In fact, he had already been tidied up in front of him. The washing was very clean, but the sight still made him collapse. For the first time, his legs couldn't support his body, and his knees hit the ground hard.

Although Bai Yihan's right leg was wrapped in trousers, it was still obvious that it was twisted unnaturally. Mu Jingyuan touched the wet spot lightly, and he could even feel a sharp stubble. The left hand, those hands, used to be so flawless, and it was also the part that Bai Yihan was most satisfied with, but at this moment, under his left wrist, there was only a mass of blood and flesh mixed with flesh and blood, and it was completely impossible to see that. It had been a hand, such a beautiful hand.

Mu Jingyuan knew that there were other wounds on his body covered by clothes, but he no longer had the courage to check.

His throat moved, and there was a bloody smell in his chest and throat, as if a big hole had been opened in his chest, and the cold wind poured in, so cold that his blood froze, he couldn't breathe, and his mind felt dizzy, he thought He wanted to vent wildly, but his eye sockets were dry and he couldn't shed a single tear.

He has held the baby in his hand for more than 20 years. He is so delicate, so afraid of pain, even if his finger is cut, he will be unhappy for a long time. Mu Jingyuan can't imagine such an injury on him, but everything in front of him tells He, everything is real, he can't avoid it.

He stretched out his hand and slowly held Bai Yihan's intact right hand. The once soft hand became cold and stiff at the moment. He held this hand tightly, and every breath was like sucking a knife into his lungs. His chest hurt so badly from scratching, he opened his mouth a few times, and finally made a little breathy sound: "Hanhan...Hanhan, Baimu's trembling and weak voice appeared beside him: Hanhan, look, Jingyuan is back , don't you want to see him?

He's back, look at him. "

Mu Jingyuan raised his head, and saw two grizzled Bai Boren hugging the old and emaciated Bai Mu, Bai Xueqing with disheveled hair and pale face, and Bai Yan with wrinkled clothes and bloodshot eyes appeared in the room at some time, Bai Mu Bai Xueqing's face was terribly pale, and her voice was terribly hoarse: "Hanhan's eyes can't be closed, there's nothing we can do, he wants to see you , you help him."

Mu Jingyuan turned his gaze to Bai Yihan's face again, he was still as calm as before, he could no longer feel sad because of the pain of his family, his face could no longer have those lovely dimples, his eyes were half-closed It is a dead gray color, there is no fear or pain in it, it is a kind of indifference of relief, and there is a trace of guilt and regret.

Mu Jingyuan took two steps forward on his knees, slowly covered his eyes with his free hand, and slowly stroked down

Bai Yihan's eyes, which he couldn't close no matter what, obediently closed with the movements of his hands. As soon as he closed those eyes, which contained guilt and regret, his expression became more serene and peaceful. Injured, looks like fell asleep

Bai Xuejing let out a powerless scream, and the whole body slipped to the ground, a series of teardrops slid down from the red and swollen eyes again, Bai Yan failed to catch his sister, he swayed, took two steps back and leaned against the wall , Baimu passed out again.

Mu Jingyuan held Bai Yihan's hand that could no longer cover the heat, looked at his face, and felt a bloody smell rushing up his throat again, he clenched his teeth, and let out a desperate roar like a beast... Lu In the middle of the night, Mu Jingyuan suddenly sat up from the bed, his breath was short of breath, the pajamas on his body were wet from the cold, and they were tightly attached to his body, so that his terribly emaciated body lines could be seen at a glance.

He held his forehead with his skinny hands, gasped heavily, and had this dream again, his Hanhan had left him for seven years, from the moment he received the call from Bai Mu, to the moment he opened that terrible door , his soul has already been taken away by his Han Han. In the past seven years, he has not had a good night's sleep. Every time he fell asleep, this dream would follow him like a shadow, forcing him to relive the nightmares of the year again and again, and he couldn't fall asleep. , and dare not close your eyes.

He sat on the bed, slipped his hand from his forehead, and held the hanging ornament on his chest. It looked like an exquisite urn-shaped ornament, but it was not an ornament. It was hollow inside and contained a small A strand of white-Han hair.

He held the small box with warm body temperature tightly in the palm of his hand. After calming down for a while, he let go of his hand and slowly got out of bed. He sat down on a chair by the window. This chair was white. The one used by Yihan, he moved out of the apartment where the Bai family lived after bankruptcy, there are many similar things in his bedroom, including the bed he is sleeping on now, which was also used by Bai Yihan, in his closet , neatly placed the clothes that Bai Yihan had worn, and in the bathroom were the toiletries that Bai Yihan had used, as well as some odds and ends. They are all placed in his room, it looks as if Bai Yihan lived here, he has passed away, he can only use these things as comfort, over the years, he has collected everything about Bai Yihan crazily What Bai Yihan likes, what he hates, what he feels guilty about, everything, including people, everyone who knows him, remembers him, and has interacted with him, he calmly gathers them around him. Being drawn under his wings by him, he wanted to live in Bai Yihan's breath, but now, this breath has become weaker and weaker, he sat quietly for a while in the dark night, got up He went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of wine, then sat back on the chair without a cup, just drank slowly from the mouth of the bottle, looking at the deep night outside the window, which he had seen too much. More, in sleepless nights, such lonely nights accompany him.

After drinking half of a bottle of wine, he put the bottle on the table, got up and began to clean the house. No one else was allowed to enter his bedroom, not even Sister Liu. He did the cleaning by himself, and in such a quiet night Cleaning up the house is already a common thing for him. He took a mop and wiped the reflective ground over and over again, and carefully wiped Bai Yihan's mouthwash cup with a hot towel. He didn't dare to use force for fear of breaking the cup. After doing these things, he finally had nothing to do, so he walked through the room over and over again, looking at this, touching that, surrounded by Bai Yihan's things It will make him feel more at ease. When he walked to the countless laps, he remembered that there was something about Bai Yihan that he hadn't seen yet, so he went out of the room, walked through the corridor like a wandering spirit, and went downstairs. When he came to the door of a room, he raised his hand and pushed the door open.

He quietly walked to the bed, looked at the sleeping woman on the bed with the same eyes he had just looked at the chair, and after a while, he turned around and left quietly.

The woman on the bed opened her eyes, only seeing his back as he was going out. He was still tall, but the nightgown on his body was empty.

She sighed softly, she knew what she meant to this man, she was a "thing" related to Bai Yihan like the old things in his room, sometimes she would think, if He is not alive, but a dead thing, maybe he will put it in a corner of the room, and take a look at it when he can't sleep at night, but she is alive, so he arranges himself here, so as not to touch the white Yihan's things, and the most important point, I am only a "thing" "related" to Bai Yihan, not a "thing" that "belongs" to Bai Yihan, so I can't put it in "their" room Mu Jingyuan has always been very clear about the classification of these "things".

She gave a wry smile. To outsiders, she was the wife of the president, with infinite beauty. In fact, she was so sad. Only she knew that Mu Jingyuan would give money to her parents and younger brother every month, and also gave her the name of wife of the president. The price is that she will stay in this house and be a quiet "object". Whenever Mu Jingyuan misses that person in the dead of night and cannot restrain himself, he will inspect all that person's things, including her.

The next day, Mu Jingyuan didn't go to the company. He went to the fruit supermarket to buy oranges in person. He picked them carefully and looked through each one to ensure that the appearance of these oranges met Bai Yihan's standards. Bai Yihan He is very picky about eating, but he loves the unattractive oranges the most among the fruits. Every time he went to Bai's house, Bai Yihan would let him eat oranges for himself. He would pick the sweetest one from the fruit plate, peel it, and hand it For this little greedy cat, every time Bai Yihan took the oranges, he would always chuckle, revealing a pair of shallow dimples.

Carrying oranges, he walked step by step into the cemetery, where his Hanhan was buried, sleeping beside his most unworthy grandfather forever.

He put the flowers he bought in front of the grave of old man Bai, and after paying his respects, he walked to Bai Yihan's tomb and sat down, arranged the oranges neatly, took out a brand new handkerchief from his pocket, and gently wiped the tombstone Looking at the photo on the screen, he said softly: Hanhan, I’m here to see you again, do you miss me?” The delicate and handsome young man in the photo smiled wildly at him.

Mu Jingyuan looked at it, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to hug the tombstone, like hugging the Hanhan he was thinking about, but all he got was a piece of ice cold.

He smiled helplessly, let go of his hand, and wiped the tombstone intermittently with a handkerchief until it was wiped clean, then said again: "Hanhan, have you already apologized to grandpa, haven't you? He The old man loves you the most, so he must have forgiven you, right?" Aunt Bai's illness has almost recovered, and Uncle Bai retired to take care of her wholeheartedly, so you don't have to worry.Ayan is very capable, and his uncle and aunt don’t need to worry about everything in the company, but his marriage is very troublesome. My aunt complained to me once, saying that he may be asexual and not interested in anyone, but emotional matters, we I can't get involved, so I can only look at him. However, I see that he has gotten a little close to his secretary Jiang Hua recently, and maybe there will be good news.Xueqing..., she has been unable to get out, she thinks that you are responsible for leaving her, she is very sad, and becomes a little irritable, when Shen Tianyang died for her, it has always been a thorn in her heart, these things Things that make her avoid emotional things, she still needs some time to dilute these pains, don't worry. "

He sat for a while and said softly: "Hanhan, I have collected so many things about you, but your breath is getting weaker and weaker, I can't catch it, I can't feel your existence, Hanhan, you His soul has left, hasn't it?

Hanhan, you...you like me too, don’t you? Back then when you said you liked me, it wasn’t a drunken joke, nor a prank, and it wasn’t just because you wanted to keep a protective umbrella you’ve grown up with. means, eh?

"When I went abroad, I wanted to come back countless times. I don't care if you are joking. Fuck him. I want to come back, stay by your side, guard you, but those anger, those injuries, Those ridiculous prides stopped me, I thought, if I stay for a while, even if I can’t let it go in this life, at least I will scare you, let you... let you learn to be more sensible, knowing that no one in this world is forever I will leave, I am afraid that I will be shaken, and I dare not inquire about you. I thought that as the third young master of the Bai family, you would live your little life carefree. When I come back, you will smile Said to me, 'Brother Jingyuan, I miss you

But Hanhan, I didn't expect that in just two years, things will change in a blink of an eye. Hanhan, I used to be so close to you, but I pushed you away with my own hands. It turned out that I was so close to you once. He put his hand on the tombstone, covered his eyes with one hand, and sat there for a long time without moving, with tears constantly falling between his skinny fingers.

I don't know how long it took before he spoke again in a hoarse voice: "Hanhan, do you hate me? You hate me, right? That's why you left so simply, without nostalgia, that's why you don't want to show up in your original appearance In my dreams, I can only dream of you that day over and over again..., your soul refuses to stay by my side, Hanhan, have you left here and gone to another world? With You will never give me a chance to redeem your hatred for me, and you will never forgive me again, will you?" Hanhan, if everything can start all over again, I will never leave you, I will always stay by your side, no matter what No matter how you treat me, I will love you and protect you until the day I die, but the most unchangeable thing in this world is time. "

"My mother once told me that to love someone is to seize every opportunity to get close to him, hold him tightly, and never let go. I hate that I didn't listen to her, the only one in my life One time of indecision made me lose you and ruined everything we had, Hanhan, I made this huge mistake, and I have to spend the rest of my life to pay it back, but I don’t know, when I leave, what will happen to me? Can I catch up with you.

"Hanhan, I heard a sentence yesterday, saying, Lian Lian, you and I have made an agreement for a hundred years, and whoever dies at the age of 97 will have to wait on the bridge for three years."

"This sentence is really beautiful. At that time, I was thinking, will you wait for me? But I know no, because we have never agreed. It has been seven years, maybe now you have been born in another family, reborn Started living, you will never have me in your life again, will you? "Hanhan, how can I see you again? When you just left, I always wondered if I chased you away, I was able to find you? But at that time your parents and relatives were not settled, I have not found out the cause of your death, and I have not avenged you. "

"I have too many things to do, and when I finish these things, I am afraid that I will not be able to find you again if I go to another world, and I will lose even a little bit of your breath. A bowl of soup will make me forget you, Hanhan, I can't forget you, I want to remember you, as long as you are still in my heart and in my memory, I will not completely lose you , is it?" But Hanhan, I can't hold on any longer, tell me, where can I find you? Let me find you, okay?

He was sitting in front of the tombstone, with his long legs bent, his head and shoulders leaning on the tombstone, muttering something, gradually closing his tired eyes, and breathing calmly.

Da Da he walked in that long corridor again, listening to the echo of his footsteps in despair, but when he opened the door, he was greeted with a glare of light, after his eyes got used to the light , What I saw in front of me was my own office. The only difference was that the black leather sofa in the office was replaced by a comfortable fabric sofa. A young man was sitting on the sofa, wearing a simple white shirt and slacks. The eyebrows are exquisite, and she looks much more mature than her impression, and she is eating oranges with bulging cheeks.

Mu Jingyuan's eyes were wide open, his lips parted slightly tremblingly, he took a step forward and then stopped, not even daring to breathe, afraid of breaking the illusion in front of him, he greedily looked at the person in front of him, even Not an inch of detail.

He raised his trembling hands, tentatively stretched them forward, and murmured silently: "Hanhan Bai Yihan raised his head, holding an orange petal in his right hand, and beckoned to him with his still perfect left hand, smiling. He said curtly: "Come here, what are you doing standing at the door?" At this moment, he burst into tears.

Pan Wenwei, who was waiting at the foot of the mountain, saw that the boss was still not coming down, so he couldn't help going up to check, but found that Mu Jingyuan was leaning in front of Bai Yihan's tombstone, and he was unconscious. The two were shocked and hurriedly sent him away He went to the hospital, but he never woke up again. A week later, the expert announced with regret that the patient had fallen into a deep coma, spontaneous breathing stopped, and brain stem reflexes disappeared, in other words, he was brain dead.

This news stunned all parties in Hwaseong. Before the Mu family's offshoots were about to move, Chen Hong took out the will that Mu Jingyuan made a long time ago. This will was originally made five years ago. Later, when he got married, he revised it again and kept it in Chen Hong's hands. Mu Jingyuan told him that if he passed away suddenly or went crazy, he would take it out.

Together with the will, there is also a divorce agreement and two letters.

It is stated in the will: 1. If he dies suddenly or loses self-consciousness due to force majeure, all his shares and properties will be inherited by Bai Yan; The divorce agreement came into effect immediately, and the marriage relationship with Tao Qi was terminated. In addition to giving her a large sum of money when the agreement came into effect, Bai Yan would give her a certain amount of living expenses every month in the future to ensure the life of her and her children. .

Finally, after his death, he hopes to be buried with Bai Yihan

Of those two letters, one was for the Bai family, and it mainly pleaded with the Bai family to arrange a ghost marriage for him and Bai Han after his death; the other was for Tao Qi, and there were only six words on it: I'm sorry, thank you, more than a month later, Tao Qi held the letter in one hand, and put a bouquet of flowers in front of the newly erected tombstone with the other, and said softly, "You're welcome, it's okay."

Da Da Mu's Bai Yihan held an orange in one hand, waved to Mu Jingyuan at the door, "Come here, what are you doing standing at the door?" Mu Jingyuan closed the door with his backhand, and just took two steps in Bai Yihan's direction Bai Yihan was waiting for him to come over with a smile, but when he saw him burst into tears, he threw the orange in fright , jumped up a few steps and ran to him, grabbed his arm and said anxiously: "What's the matter with you? What's the matter?" Mu Jingyuan glanced at him blankly, and murmured: "It's okay.

Bai Yihan said anxiously: "It's okay, can you shed tears? What's the matter?

Mu Jingyuan still said in a daze: "I'm really fine, it's just a sudden tugging in my heart."

Bai Yihan patted his chest nervously and said, "My heart hurts a bit? How could this happen? Let's go to the hospital.

Mu Jingyuan held his hand and said, "Don't worry, it's really fine.

Bai Yihan furiously said: "Don't always take yourself seriously, you are crying in pain, are you okay?" Mu Jingyuan said dumbfounded: "Don't talk nonsense, why am I crying?

Bai Yihan grabbed his hand and put it on his face, saying, "Touch it yourself."

Mu Jingyuan's fingertips touched his face lightly, and he felt wet. He was surprised and said, "What's going on? I didn't.

Bai Yihan asked suspiciously: "Could it be that you are crying against the wind? There is no wind in this room either.

Mu Jingyuan said: "It doesn't matter what it is, I'm fine.

Bai Yihan looked him up and down a few times, and Mu Jingyuan said helplessly, "Good boy, I'm fine." He looked back at the door and said, "Who opened the door?

Bai Yihan asked strangely: "Didn't you drive it?" Mu Jingyuan pulled him back to the sofa and sat down, picked up an orange and skillfully peeled it, and said puzzledly: "I didn't drive it, I came over when it opens.

Bai Yihan took the orange slices with a smile, handed them to his mouth and said, "That's because you didn't close it tightly when you left. Hey, this meeting has been going on for so long, are you thirsty? Come and eat the orange slices."

Mu Jingyuan opened his mouth to take it, smiled and gently touched Bai Yihan's head with his head, and handed over another petal.

Bai Yihan woo" took a bite and said with a smile: "Yeah, this orange is sweeter than the one just now.

Mu Jingyuan smiled lightly: "Of course, I personally pick the oranges you eat one by one, and I am very experienced in picking oranges.

Bai Yihan smiled and said: "I know, the oranges you picked are the best, anyway, I'm not afraid to eat sour oranges in the future."

Mu Jingyuan stuffed another petal into his mouth, smiled and said yes, I will choose for you for a lifetime, okay, don't eat too much fruit, you will have to eat later Bai Yihan said: "One more petal, the last one valve."

Mu Jingyuan smiled helplessly, then broke off another petal and handed it to him. Seeing him eating and smiling with his eyes squinted, his eyes were full of tenderness, and the unexplained pain in his heart slowly dissipated.