Sorry [Rebirth]

Seeing that tears finally fell from Xia Dahai's eyes at this moment, he unabashedly vented the grief in his heart, but what Xun Mi thought of was himself who left the Xun family in the previous life.

If Xia Dahai really loves himself as much as he said, in his last life he took so much money and never gave himself any support. Seeing himself living in a dilapidated small house, he would eat steamed buns, pickles and warm water. ...I have never looked at myself, but I enjoy the alimony I gave him from five hundred to one thousand a month in my previous life with peace of mind.

During his difficult days, for Xia Dahai... It's not like he didn't have unrealistic expectations.

Xun Mi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a faint smile appeared on his face, "Mr. Xia."

He called Xia Dahai this way, looked at the wetness in his eyes, and said, "You have to think about it for yourself, there is no free lunch in the world, and you can't be too greedy and hopeless in your life. The final result can only be The bamboo basket fetches water in vain."

At this moment, Xun Mi suddenly thought, if he didn't have the self before his rebirth, or if his heart hadn't been transplanted, and he had such a memory, and he survived at that time, his attitude towards Xia Dahai would be different. how is it like.

In the end, he thought, at that time, he might be very close to everything. To him at that time, the most childish, most conceited words that would make Xia Dahai feel guilty would hit him back, and then cry cowardly alone in the middle of the night .

But the one facing Xia Dahai now was himself.

No one taught him much life experience, let alone any so-called social experience, but he met better people.

That's all.

Xia Dahai stopped crying when he heard the words, as if he had heard it.

Isn't this the reality before his eyes?

A son's heart is not good, and he also touched drugs, and his life is dying. It's just a matter of preparing the coffin sooner or later.

As for the other son, he had a weak relationship with him since he was a child, and he couldn't even form any parent-child relationship with him. After all, he and Xun Zezong were legal father and son in the past, not to mention that he had never supported him at all, and he had to rely on Xun Zezong. To find this level of relationship, I begged some money from the Xun family.

He suddenly felt a huge sense of crisis.

That is to face the emptiness of a lonely city alone in the future - he has no family anymore, and he doesn't want to go back to the village alone and old, and be looked down upon by the whole village, and he is even more afraid to see those who are filial How the elders of the children and grandchildren spent their happy old age.

At this moment, he even felt a little resentful, why Xia Fan liked a man, why couldn't he find a woman to give birth to a grandson for him.

However, at the end of these thoughts, all that remained was Xun Mi's cold and alienated face, Xia Dahai called out, "Mimi...?"

Xun Mi paused for a moment, then turned around and took out three hundred-yuan cash from his wallet, and said, "Meal money."

After speaking, he took one last look at Xia Dahai, took a deep breath, stroked the position of his heart very lightly, turned and left without looking back.

Walking out of the hotel, Xun Mi suddenly felt in a trance due to the glare of the sun and the noise outside.

He was stunned at the door for a while, and the MC at the door kept smiling at him, and then Xun Mi was dragged into the car by Mo Jue who came over.

After getting in the car, Xun Mi regained consciousness for a while as the heat alternated with the cold.

The whole body's defense was relaxed the moment he saw Mo Jue.

Xun Mi sank into the seat like a boneless one, softened into a puddle, watched Mo Jue start the car, and moaned and poked lightly on his leg with his fingers.

There was only a short distance between the two of them, Xun Mi looked left and right, put the lumbar pillow at the back to cushion it, then slipped under the seat and put his head on Mo Jue's lap.

Unconsciously, I just want to get closer to him.

The summer vacation is at its final stage, and there are quite a few fewer students outside.

Xun Mi sat next to him for a while, his legs were a little numb, so he climbed up on the seat again, looked outside and said, "Brother, I guess they should take advantage of these few days to make up their homework, what do you think?"

Mo Jue glanced at him, "Can't it be a work-study program or returning to school early to participate in a competition?"

The thinking of a top student is always different from that of ordinary people. Xun Mi, who is a pseudo-student, chuckled and stopped talking—he was afraid that he would be caught by Mo Jue because he only started making up homework in the last few days of the previous vacation. Come out and say, it must be another good fight.

The car drove to a small road, and there were many small vendors nearby. At noon, it was too hot at the end of the summer vacation. Many people had already covered their stalls, and some people threw themselves on mats under the shadow nearby. He sleeps with a cattail fan in his hand, and one hand is still fanning the wind.

Xun Mi stared at the small vendors outside, thinking that Xia Dahai was probably one of the many people who worked hard from morning to night.

No matter how much money you have in your hand, you still work hard all your life, worrying all the time, and your skin is tanned over the years.

"Brother, do you think I will be too cruel to him?" Xun Mi said suddenly.

"There's nothing cruel or not, it's just your choice at the moment." Mo Jue glanced at Xun Mi, and then comforted him, "Dad and Xia Dahai were both wrong back then, but from the beginning to the end, you were The most innocent one."

Hearing what Mo Jue said, Xun Mi blinked and finally smiled.

"I'm so hungry..." Xun Mi rubbed his belly and sighed.

Mo Jue glanced at him, then stopped the car suddenly, just by the side of the road.

Xun Mi looked up subconsciously, but didn't find anything special, so his confused eyes shifted to Mo Jue's face, and said, "What's wrong?"

"Didn't you say..." Mo Jue could even smell the mints in Xun Mi's mouth in the car, which he stuffed into Xun Mi's pocket before going out.

It can wake him up.

When Xun Mi is nervous, he always likes to eat a peppermint candy to boost his courage, which is also a subconscious habit.

So just now, he must have not eaten.

Mo Jue lowered his eyes, and then said in the first half of the sentence, "Will you pack a part of the meal and eat it?"

Xun Mi was taken aback, "...Did I say that?"

Mo Jue folded his arms and looked at him.

Xun Mi thought about it carefully, and felt a little guilty as if he had really said something similar... He scratched his head, saw a nearby vegetable market sharply, and said with a bright eye, "Then I will cook today. I'll cook something delicious for you!"

The vegetable market has passed the noon rush hour, and it happens to be empty now, but the vegetables are still fresh, and many leaves still have water droplets.

Xun Mi wandered around the meat stall for a long time, not knowing how to buy ribs, and finally, Mo Jue, who had been queuing for him to buy fried chicken cutlets, came back.

Xun Mi's eyes lit up, and he blinked at Mo Jue in front of the ribs stall.

Mo Jue asked knowingly, "What are you doing standing here?"

Xun Mi took the chicken chop, took a bite carefully, licked the ketchup on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I want to eat meat..."

Isn't he still eating with a bite of meat in his mouth?

Mo Jue couldn't help laughing, went up and picked out two ribs, and after someone chopped them up, he took the children who wanted to eat meat together and went home.

Xun Mishen was nestled in the sofa. After finishing the fried chicken cutlet, he put on his apron that was one size smaller and went into the kitchen together.

Oily smoke accompanied by laughter, and Tuantuan's milky whine from time to time, Xun Mi was tired from laughing, standing beside the cabinet panting, suddenly felt that if he could continue like this for the rest of his life , seems to be fine.

Although he lost some people, he gained some better people.

There is no turning back in life, and we must continue to move forward with a heavy load.

And on this long and lonely road, fortunately, he met someone who could walk side by side with him.

In the end, everything in his mind was re-frozen on Mo Jue's face.

Xun Mi rubbed his painfully smiling face, and suddenly rushed up from behind, wrapping his arms around Mo Jue's waist.

"Brother!" Xun Mi yelled out loudly.

Mo Jue ignored him, slapped his hand away, and said, "Be careful."

Xun Mi let go of his hand with a smirk of "hehe", then touched his wrist, tilted his head and said, "You will die before me from now on?"

Mo Jue: "..."

He couldn't help but rubbed his back molars up and down. After opening and closing his eyes a few times, he said calmly, "What's wrong?"

Xun Mi hurriedly took a sip, and found that what he said didn't seem quite right.

Immediately afterwards, he scratched his face and said, "Well, what, I was thinking, it's hard to watch the relatives around me leave. When we are old and you walk in front of me, then I can still Happy few years..."

It seemed that the description was getting darker and darker, the corner of Xun Mi's mouth twitched, and he couldn't continue.

He carefully glanced at the spatula in Mo Jue's hand, subconsciously covered his buttocks, and said pitifully, "You, do you understand me? My Chinese scores are not good..."

Mo Jue: "..."

"Come here." He beckoned to Xun Mi.

Xun Mi sensed that there was a dangerous contact, so he skipped a few steps towards Mo Jue heartlessly.

Mo Jue hugged the man in his arms, and put the lid on the pot. The two twisted all the way to the sofa like a matryoshka doll, and finally fell back together, showing that Mo Jue was on top and Xun Mi was on the bottom. pose.

Xun Mi smirked at Mo Jue.

Mo Jue also responded to Xun Mi with a smile.

Then, with lightning speed, he turned Xun Mi upside down, quickly raised his palm, and slapped Xun Mi's ass hard through Xun Mi's thin shorts!

"Snapped!"

"Ow!"

Xun Mi howled, looked back at Mo Jue wanting to cry but without tears, covered his buttocks and said, "Didn't you say it's time to stop spanking!"

Mo Jue sneered, "Say it again?"

Xun Mi cowardly hugged Tuantuan who ran over to join in the fun, and shook his head in humiliation.

Only then did Mo Jue put his hips on his hips and sighed, stepped forward and stroked Xun Mi's hair, and said, "Live a good time, what do you think about these things, when you are really seventy or eighty, it's not too late to think about it."

The bright sunlight outside the window poured into the whole room along the window, Mo Jue's back was instantly reflected very tall.

Xun Mi responded with a smile and said, "Then wait until you are seventy or eighty."

Wait until the day when he has the opportunity to call old man Mo Jue, and wait until the day when Mo Jue will scold him when he is old.

The future is promising, and I hope he can move forward side by side with Mo Jue.