Rebirth is waiting for you to torture me

nautical miles.

Kidnapped?Got caught by the police?Got hacked?Got shot?Had a car accident? ...

When he met Xiao Xun in his previous life, Xiao Xun was already 27 years old, and he almost didn't know Xiao Xun before that.

Xiao Xun didn't talk too much about his past. Occasionally, he wanted to talk about it a few times, but he avoided it indifferently. At that time, he was not interested in Xiao Xun's affairs at all.He hated him for dying, so how could he happily listen to his stories about the past?

Xiao Xun only knows a little about things when he was young. For example, he grew up with his grandfather. After passing away, his relationship with Xiao Jingliu also changed from passerby to enemy since then...

Could it be that his mother died?

But it didn't seem to be this year. He remembered that Xiao Xun seemed to have said that he dropped out of school after his mother passed away and only went to the third year of high school...

Then his mother should have passed away when he was in his third year of high school, and Xiao Xun was only in his first year of high school this year, so it shouldn't be about this...

What happened to Xiao Xun when he was 16 years old?

Han Qiubai tried his best to recall, but he couldn't think of such a memory even after thinking about it.

The heavy rain outside the window hit the glass window, making the sound of splashing water, one after another, without stopping.

Then--

I don't know how long it took, but finally there was the sound of a key opening the door.

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who's that person……?

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Hearing the sound of the door opening, he immediately cheered up and jumped out of bed. Han Qiubai, who didn't even wear shoes, ran to the door.

"are you back……

He didn't know what he saw.

who's that person……?

The man was wounded all over his body, his clothes were cut from top to bottom by a knife, and the expression on that god-like handsome face was cold and scary.

But what is even more frightening is the boy in his arms——

The whole body is dilapidated, from head to toe, there are traces of being abused, lying lifelessly in the arms of a man like a damaged rag doll, with only a man's coat wrapped around his naked body The important parts are covered, and the scarred and unrecognizable terrifying appearance is shocking.

"who is he--"

Han Qiubai heard the sound of a place deep in his heart shattering like glass.

The world collapses—

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……Hello!I am in Class [-] of the third year, and my name is Xiao Xun.

... Qiubai, you can't go!What we are about to do is dangerous!If you go with us, you will only become our burden!

... Are you angry?Why?

... Qiubai.

... It's not troublesome, it's just a few steps away.

... You're not at school, so it doesn't make sense for me to stay there for class.

...Did I say something wrong again to make you unhappy?Didn't we agree?If I make you angry with something, just hit me, so that I won't say it in the future, and if I don't say it, you won't be angry.

……

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——Xiao Xun.

—Abusing good people.

—— Qiu Bai, come and see this bed!

—I just want him!I don't want anyone but him!Give him back to me!

……

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Past and present, future and present, the intersection of him and him rushed into his mind again under the sudden strong visual stimulation, and the flying pictures made his head tear like pain.

My head hurts so much.

Han Qiubai's whole body was cold.

He wanted to calm down, but he couldn't.

He wanted to scream, but no sound came out.

He wanted to touch it to see who that person was, but his fingers were disobedient and he couldn't lift it up.

Only the feet can move, and his heels are behind Xiao Jingliu;

Only the eyes were movable, and their eyes were fixed on the boy he couldn't recognize.

He watched Xiao Jingliu carry the boy into the bathroom, turn on the water, and help him take a bath, gently as if bathing a newborn baby, washing him so gently and carefully, carefully cleaning off all the dirt and dirt on his body Blood stains, put water on him again, and washed him again with clear water, then picked up the boy with a clean white towel, carried him to Xiao Xun's room, and gently put him on the bed.

The man went to fetch another pile of things, and calmly treated the boy's wounds one by one.

Large and small wounds, from head to toe, every place, the man carefully applied medicine and bandaged, face, hands, front body, back, abdomen, legs, feet, hands, and that place... until all the treatment is done Afterwards, the boy on the bed was no different from a mummy.

He heard the sound of "crack, cluck" and pain flashed across the boy's face. It was the man who was setting the boy's bones.

The teenager's consciousness has been awake, but he didn't say anything.

So did Xiao Jingliu, who didn't say anything.

Han Qiubai did the same, but didn't say anything.

They didn't speak.

Everything is like a pantomime, silent, silent, still silent.

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Closed door.

On the other side of the door, the boy let out a shrill cry, venting his unwillingness and hatred in a voice that had been ground through sand, his voice hoarse.

Outside the door, the man stretched out his hand and covered Han Qiubai's ears.

"You said you would bring Xiao Xunping back..." Han Qiubai murmured.

Xiao Jingliu didn't say a word, and he hasn't said a word since he brought Xiao Xun back.

Tears dripped drop by drop from Han Qiubai's eyes.

He stood stiffly, his voice equally broken.

"Give me back my Xiao Xun—"

The author has something to say: My eyes are swollen after being abused, I will go and calm down, and then I will comment again and again...

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64. Chapter 64...

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What can I do for you?

I do not know.

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For three consecutive days, Han Qiubai went to the hospital for follow-up visits on time every day, and Su Lin accompanied him until the doctor confirmed that he was fine, that there were no complications or sequelae, and that the head injury would not cause substantial damage to the brain. Only then did I feel relieved.

When Zhang Qin and Wang Jingtao who were waiting outside the hospital saw Han Qiubai coming out, they all surrounded him.

Han Qiubai smiled at them, "The doctor said it's all right, you don't have to worry about me anymore."

"Really? That's great!" Zhang Qin breathed a sigh of relief, clasped her hands and said, "God has eyes, and good people are rewarded! Han Qiubai, let's go, I invite you to have a big meal to celebrate!"

The girl's eyes were shining brightly.

"I can't do it today, I owe it to you, and I'll invite you when the show is finished. I have something to go first, so you should go back too." Han Qiubai refused with a smile on his face.

"Eh?" Zhang Qin was a little disappointed, but nodded understandingly, "Well, let's wait for the next time. Han Qiubai, you need to take good care of your injuries and get well soon."

"I will," he said with a smile.

"Han Qiubai, you really don't want us to take care of you?" Wang Jingtao reiterated the old saying, "Even if the boss is not around, we can still take care of you."

Han Qiubai laughed, "It's really unnecessary. Didn't I tell you, I'm living in the old house of Xiao's family now, and there are so many people taking care of me, so I'll be fine."

"Yes." He Dazhi scratched his head.

"Han Qiubai." Fang Caizi stopped Han Qiubai who was about to get into the car.

"Huh?" Han Qiubai looked back at him.

"That," Fang Caizi's eyes flickered, and asked: "Our boss has really gone to the mountains to practice?"

"Why is this question again, how many times do you have to ask it?" Han Qiubai rolled his eyes and said perfunctorily, "Really, he really went to the mountains to practice. If you don't believe me, go to Xiao's house and ask Grandpa Xiao what he said." You should believe it. I can’t stand it. Do you think the heir of the Xiao family is so easy to be? You also go back to the new city quickly. You don’t know when he will come back. Waiting here is useless. I’m here I will go back when the filming is over, see you at school then. Let’s go.”

He beckoned, leaving several people looking at each other in blank dismay, bent down and got into the nanny's car.

The car drove into Xiao's old house, and a few minutes later, a black car drove out from another door of Xiao's house.

Su Lin laughed at him while driving and said, "Do you want to have a tryst with BOSS like this every day?"

Han Qiubai muttered, "There's no way, we are all in the old city now, and we have to avoid the media and those from the Xiao family, so we can only make things up our own way. Hey, I really want to go back to the new city sooner."

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Back to the new residence, this is another private residence of Xiao Jingliu in the old city.

After watching Su Lin's car leave, Han Qiubai patted his face and took the key to open the door.

Xiao Jingliu has not come back yet.

He purposely walked with a heavier footstep, so that the person lying on the bed would know that someone had returned, so as not to be frightened by his sudden appearance.

He knocked lightly on the door twice, turned the handle, went in and climbed onto the bed, pulled away a corner of the quilt and got in.

"Xiao Xun, I'm back."

He inserted his intact arm from behind into the waist of the young man wrapped in white cloth, encircled him with one hand, leaned his head on his back, and leaned against him tightly.

The boy's body trembled, trembling unconsciously, a feeling of rejection.

"Xiao Xun, it's very cold outside, I'm freezing to death, let me hug you to keep warm." He whispered in the boy's ear.

The boy moved his body again, the feeling of repulsion disappeared, and he let him hold him quietly and docilely.

Han Qiubai felt sorry for Xiao Xun like this. He wanted to do something for him, but found that he couldn't do anything.

"Xiao Xun, say something..." he said softly.

The boy in his arms didn't respond.

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There are some pains that can only be carried by one person.

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Xiao Jingliu was surprised that night