After rebirth, Zha Gong begged me to love him [Rebirth]

The other party didn't speak, but the more such an empty atmosphere made Wen Xian's expression tense, he was looking forward to what Wang Weizhi would say, but also afraid of what he was about to say, he tensed his nerves in the extreme conflict.

After a long time, the person being hugged said quietly, "Let go."

Wen Xian didn't move at all, he was afraid that if he really let go, he would lose him forever again, seeing that he didn't move, Wang Weizhi pushed him mercilessly.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous to talk about it now? Yes, maybe I made a mistake in the last life, but I crawled out of this sad hell, why are you dragging me behind?", maybe Really annoyed by Wen Xian's attitude, Wang Weizhi frowned slightly.

"No." Wen Xian shook his head, a storm of pain was brewing in those narrow peach eyes, "You can't leave me, you can't give up on me."

He stepped forward to grab Wang Weizhi's hand again, as if grabbing the last hope.

The young man just frowned impatiently, he was fussing about this person lazily, he only needed to endure it for three days, and then he could forget about these annoying things.

He pulled his hands without thinking, maybe it was because Wen Xian didn't care, or maybe he put all his attention on Wang Weizhi's face, in short, Wen Xian fell to the ground following the force of Wang Weizhi's pulling his hands, but even so, he still didn't let go.

The bright brocade robe was stained with plaster, but Wen Xian didn't care at all, maybe he was annoyed by Wen Xian, Wang Weizhi finally stopped, "What do you want to do?"

He wanted Wang Weizhi to stay, wanted him to look at him as he did in the previous life, and wanted the only sincerity from those two lives.

But he didn't dare to say it, so he could only settle for the next best thing, and said humbly: "Can you accompany me?"

Wang Weizhi smiled, a little heartless, Wen Xian looked at his indifferent expression, and even felt a trace of panic, and grabbed his hand even tighter.

"Okay!" the boy said lightly.

At that moment Wen Xian could clearly feel the joy in his heart, he even wanted to step forward and hug this boy who belonged to him.

But soon, his boiling joy was extinguished by the other party's cold words.

"As long as you kneel outside my room all night tonight, maybe I can consider your proposal."

The warm hand still slipped away from Wen Xian's hand, and he stared blankly at Wang Weizhi's leaving back. He remembered the expression on the other side's face when he looked at him, it seemed to be no different from others, calm and calm.

He couldn't help but think of the skeleton that accompanied him for half his life in his last life, and raised his hand to touch the corner of his eyes, as if some warm water stains were spreading.

He didn't know how he left, but when he came to Wang Weizhi's small courtyard against the cold night wind, he knew that he had completely turned around with Wang Weizhi, and he became that weed that could only survive by clinging to Wang Weizhi , but if this is the way he can get back the other party's attention, he will be happy...

Lifting his robe and kneeling, Wang Weizhi couldn't help frowning when he saw the tall man kneeling in front of his small courtyard through the window. He was looking for an excuse to avoid trouble. He wouldn't do such a thing, but this Wen Xian really knelt down in front of his small courtyard.

The man seemed to notice that Wang Weizhi was looking at him, and when he raised his head, he showed a harmless smile. If the experience of the previous life was not still vivid in his memory, he might be deceived by this smile.

With the window closed, Wang Weizhi lay on the bed, and slowly touched the empty chest with his hands. In the past, he cared so much about Wen Xian, even if the other party put his heart on the ground and stepped on it, that heart still beat uncontrollably for him.

What's ridiculous is that in this life, he pushed that heart out, but that person chased after him and begged him to look back. Should he lament the impermanence of the world, or is it a joke of fate?

He turned over, and through the hazy night, he could vaguely see the tall figure kneeling outside. Belated affection is cheaper than grass, and belated people are also worthless.

A strong wind blew up in the middle of the night, and when Wen Xian knelt outside the gate, he couldn't help but think about the year when the goose feathers flew into the snow, and he punished Wang Weizhi to kneel in the snow, what was that person thinking?Is it as painful as his heart, closed his eyes, the fierce cold wind blew his robe, and his knees were already so sore that he lost consciousness.

But he still kneels, he wants to kneel until dawn, he wants Wang Weizhi to be by his side.

Just as he was in a trance being blown by the strong wind, a light-colored robe came into his eyes, and he raised his head blankly to meet Wang Weizhi's disapproving eyes.

"Actually, you don't have to do this, go back, maybe you don't care about me as much as you think."

"If you're just talking about this, go back."

Wang Weizhi frowned, "Why do you do this? You can't move anyone by doing this."

Wen Xian was silent, and after a long time he raised his head and smiled at Wang Weizhi, "I don't want to impress anyone, you said that as long as I kneel down for one night, you will consider staying with me."

The young man was silent, "I only said that I thought about it, but I didn't agree."

"But I'm willing to give it a try." Wen Xian looked at him intently, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.Wang Weizhi was silent again, and after a long time, he said "It's up to you." Then he turned and went back to the room.

The next day, the weather was a little gloomy, and Wen Xian's mind was a little dizzy after being blown by the strong wind all night.

Thinking of the sound of the door opening ahead, Wang Weizhi raised his eyes and saw that it was just like yesterday, "It's dawn, you can get up."

Wen Xian looked at him, stretching out his hand as if wanting to hold him, but Wang Weizhi backed away, Wen Xian's hand froze, "I've been kneeling all night, can you accompany me today?"

Seeing that Wang Weizhi didn't speak, he prayed again: "Just one day, I won't pester you."

Looking at the disheveled Wen Xian, Wang Weizhi finally let go, there was a moment of joy on Wen Xian's face, he got up in a state of embarrassment, as if he wanted to straighten his clothes.

But the legs and feet that had been kneeling all night were numb and could not be controlled, and the body unexpectedly fell forward involuntarily.

Almost subconsciously, Wang Weizhi stretched out his hand to support Wen Xian. The man was a little flattered, and when he looked up at him, his peach eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

Wang Weizhi withdrew his hand unobtrusively, his expression became indifferent again, "Go back and rest first."

But Wen Xian seemed to be grasping something, holding Wang Weizhi's hand tightly, "You still care, right? You still care about me."

Wang Weizhi's expression turned cold, and he brushed Wen Xian's hand away, "Do you think a dead person will have a good impression of the person who killed him? Wen Xian, have you forgotten how I died?"

The boy's words seemed to jerk Wen Xian's heart back and forth like a jagged tooth, why didn't he know?Why is he not clear?It was he who dragged Wang Weizhi down step by step, and then pushed him into the abyss. He drove Wang Weizhi crazy, and he also drove himself crazy.

The other party's indifferent eyes seemed to see that he had nothing to hide, Wen Xian almost left here as if fleeing.

He couldn't bear Wang Weizhi's indifferent gaze, and he couldn't face the tragic ending of his previous life. He was afraid, he flinched, he just wanted to guard Wang Weizhi and guard this sincerity, but he also hoped that Wang Weizhi would come to him soon. He was able to survive only because of this man named Wang Weizhi.

When Wang Weizhi arrived as scheduled, Wen Xian had already prepared a table of pastries in the room, which was the only thing he could still think of in his long life.

When people reached the door, the person who had just fled in a hurry seemed to disappear without a trace, and Wen Xian returned to that young man who at least seemed to be considered gentle on the surface.

"Here you come, try these pastries."

Wang Weizhi looked at the table full of meticulously prepared things, since he promised to accompany him for a day, it's inconvenient to be too pretentious.

Sitting at the table, he picked up a piece, and the sweet smell penetrated his nostrils. He picked up a piece of pastry that didn't look too good, and put it in his mouth under Wen Xian's expectant eyes.

A sweet smell filled the air, he couldn't help frowning and looked at the expectant Wen Xian, his eyes fell on those fingers that were still hurt, "You did this?"

Wen Xian withdrew his hand and smiled, "I learned a little from the cook, I can barely read it, is it delicious?"

tasty?Not really, this pastry was too sweet, sweeter than all pastries he had ever eaten.

"Have you tried it?"

"Taste a little, I don't know if you like it or not."

Wang Weizhi looked at the pastry in front of him in a daze. Maybe he liked it before, but now, he said lightly: "I don't like sweet food."

Wen Xian was taken aback for a moment, he clearly remembered that when the two first met, Wang Weizhi was salivating at the stack of pastries at the banquet, why didn't he like it anymore?

"Then what flavor do you like?"

Wang Weizhi looked up at him, "As long as you didn't do it."

After saying that, he stood up as if he was about to leave, Wen Xian stepped forward to hold him unwillingly, "You said you would stay with me for a day."

"But I regret it now." For some unknown reason, Wang Weizhi didn't seem to want to stay here.

He shook off Wen Xian's hand and left without looking back.

Wen Xian sat back on the chair with a dazed look on his face. After a long time, he raised his hand and picked up the pastry that Wang Weizhi had bitten, and took a bite, "Is it because it's not delicious? Or do you really don't want to see me anymore."

The answer is still unknown...

After nightfall, it was rare for Wen Xian not to disturb Wang Weizhi. This was the first time since Wang Weizhi entered the mansion that he didn't see Wen Xian outside the small courtyard, and of course he didn't care.

In Wen Xian's bedroom, the man did not hold a lamp, except for a little moonlight shining in, it was completely dark.

In the middle of the hall, a man with peach blossom eyes sat quietly, his expression was a little numb, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The tea on the side desk was completely cold, and after a long time, the man suddenly stood up, walked to the courtyard and picked up a small stone.

He held the stone back and forth for a while, seemed to find the right position, and dropped his hand hard, and the stone hit his knee with a clear bone cracking sound.

It should have been in excruciating pain, but the man had a smile on his face. He stood up and tried it, but seemed unsatisfied, so he picked up the stone and smashed it down hard.

This blow was ruthless and precise, and the bones protruding from the side could be seen from under the skin next to the knee.

The man seemed to be very patient, even though his forehead was covered with sweat, he still firmly pressed back the protruding bone.

This time he stood up and tried again, the broken leg was dragging limply on the ground.

Seemingly satisfied, he threw away the stone, sat on the chair with his broken leg in his arms, and murmured, "You have always been soft-hearted, isn't that so, you will look at me more when hunting tomorrow gone?"