reborn lover

Xi Le was bored alone in the room, and he didn't know when Su Qian would come back. He was not in good spirits after his illness, and he was still very weak when he woke up. He lay back on the bed and was wrapped up in the quilt.

Staring at the empty room with eyes open, I felt that time passed very slowly, and I still thought that the man would come back soon.

It's just that he took the mobile phone in his hand, and subconsciously controlled himself not to send messages to that man, so as not to disturb his work.

Knowing that she was by that man's side, no matter how anxious she was, she could still endure this discomfort.

When he slid his finger on the screen, he habitually logged in to Weibo, glanced at it, and followed the instructions to log in to his previous account. He didn't realize until he saw many unread messages displayed. account.

Looking at the information released in the circle, this place is changing with each passing day, and everyone's life is changing every day, but it has nothing to do with him.

He is like a spectator, watching other people's lives through their words, and knowing what happened to them recently, but he is just a bystander, and his life will no longer be intertwined with these people .

When a person is gone, he has completely left other people's lives, and these people will no longer participate in his life. Now he and those people are just strangers.

For the first time, Xi Le realized that he was dead, he was no longer the former him, and he would no longer be intertwined with the former people. Whether it was joy or sadness in the past, it was all in the past. What about the future? , and it's just my own future.

Although he was still alive, he was also dead, but he lived again, and survived as another person.

This kind of cognition made him feel very sad, and he couldn't fully adapt and digest it for a while. After all, he was still alive all the time, but he was alive with another identity.

When browsing through the messages one by one, he looked at it and laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes, and he just felt it was funny in his heart.

Maybe, even he himself didn't know what he was laughing at...

Seeing those unread messages, he didn't know what to do, but at this moment, he clicked on them one by one to read them.

There are some messages from good friends, some messages from students, some irrelevant things, many messages were sent some time before his death, and some messages were sent after his death.

Some people know that you are no longer here, while some people still think that you are still alive. Xi Le doesn't know how he read through these messages one by one. He suddenly feels very sad, a little relieved, a little bewildered... …

For the things he encountered in the past, some people may give him some negative comments here. These people may have a normal relationship with him, maybe they are nodding acquaintances, maybe they really have a good time, just like friends, but these people I don't really understand you. When I heard some words from outside, I made some not-so-good comments on you.

Of course, there are also some people who really understand you, know who you are, and will sympathize with you when you encounter such a thing.

Or, something else...

All these things have passed, and after a while, later people will start to forget those bad things, start to remember your good things, and will miss you.People are like this, time goes by, only remember a person's good, not a person's bad.

But it is undeniable that there are still some friends and people who care about him by his side, but these feelings are too weak.

He couldn't understand these things in the past, and when he looked at these things from a perspective that was not his own, the thoughts in his heart suddenly changed.

It's just that these people, these things, and these things actually don't have much to do with him.

Then, when he saw a message, his fingers froze.

"I miss you."

Looking at these words, his eyes ached a little, I miss you very much...

This message sent shortly after his death is just these few words.

Swipe your finger across the screen, close Weibo, and turn off the phone.

It was already night when Su Qian came back. When he came back, his face was not very good, and he started to curse when he entered the door, "A bunch of bastards!"

"Damn it!" Hao Min scolded, "I think I'm so great, my eyes are on the top of my head, grandma, I'll kill you by feeding you bullets."

The few people who came in behind were all our own people, and the air pressure was a little low.

Close the door and let your boss scold inside. Anyway, the territory is theirs. Even if they plan to kill those ghosts now, it is their freedom.

Their complexions were not very good, and Su Qian was full of fire in his stomach, obviously irritated, holding back his anger before he could have an attack.

Ge Chudong didn't follow. He took a look at the person who came in, and the person shrugged and sat down on the sofa. He didn't ask too many questions, and understood that this exchange would not be as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Third Young Master Su migrated back to Zhongjing City, and the people following him were also dispatched secretly through various channels, and the positions of some of them were changed accordingly, but most of them were under his name and under his control.

As far as the division of power is concerned, as long as they are members of the military department, whether they are from the west or the headquarters here, they are all their own.

The differences within the factions are not very different in these places. They are still united with each other to the outside world, and the small internal conflicts are handled internally, so as not to affect the overall situation. After all, the group of old men standing behind have never been Goods for dry rice.

"All of you, go get some food and send two people over there." Su Qian's face was not very good, and he waved his hands to let the people below deal with it.

They still have to stay here for a while, and wait until the matters here are dealt with before leaving.

Thinking that there was still one person locked up in the room, and let the people below go about their own affairs, he walked over to the bedroom, opened the door and went in, and found that it was quiet inside. He walked towards the bed, and sure enough, he saw Until people are still sleeping.

"Baby, why are you still sleeping? Wake up." He stretched out his hand and touched the forehead of the sleeping teenager, but the temperature was normal. "Is your body feeling better? Is there any other discomfort?"

It seemed that he was right to bring his quilt here. He began to realize that this young man was like a small animal, huddled in the "nest" with its own smell, and felt more secure in his heart.

Su Qian lay down and kissed him on the lips, and found that the man hadn't opened his eyes yet, so he reached out to pick him up and walked to the bathroom. At this moment, the man opened his eyes in his arms, obviously not in a good mood, and still Confused, grabbed him and called out, "Su Qian."

"Hmm." He answered.

Hearing the man's voice, Xi Le's heart immediately relaxed, and then he closed his eyes again, apparently still wanting to sleep.

"No, I'm just sleepy and want to sleep," he said.

"Get up and don't sleep." The man said with a smile.

Su Qian let someone stand in front of the table, wrung out a towel, wiped his face, and poured water to rinse his mouth. He was very familiar with these actions.

The person who wiped his face looked much better, he smiled when he looked at him, "Are you hungry?"

Xi Le nodded, looking a little aggrieved.

Su Qian also hadn't eaten all day, and when he got busy, he forgot about it, kissed the corner of the boy's mouth, and said apologetically, "I'm too busy these days, I neglected you, forgive me OK?"

That's why I haven't seen him for such a long time. When I got busy, I got up too early and slept too late. By the time I thought about contacting this person, it was already one or two o'clock in the morning, or even later. All the time.

If it wasn't for this accident, Su Qian knew that he would have to finish his work for a while, so he would go to see this boy, but now, he thinks it would be better for him to bring someone with him.

With the fragrant and soft person in his arms, Su Qian's mood is considered better. There are too many things in Zhongjing City, and there are always endless things waiting for him to do. After dealing with this, The next step is to move on to another one.

"It's okay, don't say such things to me." Xi Le smiled and shook his head, his tone was soft without too much emotion.

Seeing the man holding him from behind in the mirror, he looked at the man so closely. At this time, he only saw himself in the man's eyes.

Xi Le feels that only the self he sees from this man's eyes is his complete self. He will not think about his past, but his future. After the relationship with this man has developed to this point, he will Did not think about the future.

Take one step at a time, live one day at a time, this seems to be the pace of his life now.

And the time with this man will make him feel at ease, and it feels good just like that.