Rebirth is waiting for you to torture me

He: "Let it go. He loves you so much, how can he endure that he killed you by mistake? As soon as you fell down, he was frightened and stupid, and he stood there in a daze. Yao and the others are tied up."

"What happened later?" Han Qiubai still couldn't help asking: "He, how is he?"

"I originally wanted to kill him to avenge you, but the old man and Shang Lian came forward to protect him, saying that he was the only heir of the Xiao family and he couldn't be killed." Xiao Jingliu said in a soft voice.

"You can't kill him," Han Qiubai nodded, and couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, "After all, you are father and son, he can't kill you, and you can't kill him either."

"But he killed you." Xiao Jingliu's voice was so soft that Han Qiubai's hair stood on end.

"He didn't mean it!" He said quickly, "If he knew that I would block the gun for you, he would never shoot!"

"I know, that's why I spared his life." Xiao Jingliu glanced at him indifferently, and lowered his eyes, "And I also know that if I really kill him, if you know it underground, you won't forgive me." I."

"I..." Han Qiubai couldn't speak, his heart suddenly ached beyond measure.

"Although you didn't say it, I can see that you have been unable to let go of Xiao Xun. Although you were by my side in those years, half of your heart was with him—" Xiao Jingliu raised his palm to cover his face , the voice sounded a little tired: "Even if you blocked the bullet for me in the end, I don't know. Who is the person you want to save? Is it him or me?"

"Xiao Jingliu..." He opened his mouth.

The man put down his hand and met his gaze. The tiredness in the clear eyes made him unable to escape: "Bai, I want to know, did you save me because you loved me and didn't want me to die, or because you didn't want Xiao Xun to be on your back? 'Paricide' charges?"

Han Qiubai was startled, his lips turned pale slightly.

Xiao Jingliu only glanced at it, then lowered his gaze, and said softly, "I see."

He wanted to get up with a gloomy brow, but the young man grabbed his arm.

"White?" The man's eyelids twitched as he watched him hold his hand.

"Xiao Jingliu, I don't want to lie to you, but I feel something, and I want to make it clear to you."

"But I..." The man's expression hesitated for a moment.

"Don't say you don't want to hear it." The way the young man bit his lip made a corner of the man's heart soften.

"Okay, tell me, I'll listen." The corners of his eyes slightly curved.

When Han Qiubai saw that he wanted to listen, he retreated again, with a somewhat uncomfortable look on his face, and after being silent for a while, he slowly said, "Actually, I didn't intend to tell you these things, if we hadn't all been reborn , and it’s only me, and I’ll take them into the coffin too.”

Xiao Jingliu's face changed almost invisibly, even though he guessed the general answer, he still asked, "Why?"

"Because," Han Qiubai looked at him, and said clearly, "You in the previous life are not qualified to listen, and if you in this life are not the same you in the previous life, there is no need to listen."

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But, like me, you are a person who has died once.

So, I want you and me to be happy together.

The author has something to say: the sooner it ends, the slower it will be, please forgive me~~

Thank you Shura Canye for the mine, well, Wa will make sure the text is finished within two or three chapters~~(づ￣3￣)づ

So, I heard that JJ is still pumping a lot these days, well, I will endure with everyone...

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87. Chapter 87...

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Even after many years have passed, looking back, Xiao Jingliu still feels that he chose to stay and listen instead of fleeing at that time, which was the most correct decision he made in his life.

That day, sitting on the bed, while calming down on the surface and feeling uneasy in his heart, he heard a fairy voice flying from outside——

"Xiao Jingliu, I love you, I have always loved you, no matter in this life or in the last life, I will always love you."

The words that come out of the lover's mouth are so beautiful, and they are a hundred times more beautiful than the music played by the best chords in the world. The indescribable joy spreads infinitely from the chest, filling every blood vessel and meridian in the limbs and bones of the whole body.

Tears, which represent incompetence and uselessness, actually slipped down when hearing such an ordinary sentence...

Before meeting this man named Han Qiubai, it was a fantasy for him.

Xiao Jingliu never knew that there were still tears in his body, he would shed tears because he felt happy hearing his lover's confession...

how unbelievable...

"I can forgive you for hiding from me in this life. But, Xiao Jingliu, in the last life, neither you nor Xiao Xun, I will never forgive, never." Han Qiubai's voice was extremely clear.

"I know." Xiao Jingliu's eyes sparkled with water, and a gentle expression appeared on his beautiful face.

Han Qiubai closed his eyes for a while, with a calm and peaceful expression.

Is it because the other party is also reborn with memories like himself, so he can calm down and be so calm when he mentions the past in front of this man?

For the past that has passed away, even the pain has faded because of the passage of time.

Telling the truth face to face like this is a picture that I never thought of in my previous life.

"It's impossible for me to fall in love with you." Han Qiubai slowly opened his eyes, looked straight at Xiao Jingliu, and smiled vaguely, "In those ten years, I lived with this belief."

Xiao Jingliu gasped for breath, his chest was filled with joy one second, and the next second it was like being hit hard by a sledgehammer, excruciatingly painful.

He stretched out his hands to wrap his arms around him, hugged him and whispered, "I'm sorry for making you suffer so much."

"It would be great if I could only live with hatred for the rest of my life," Han Qiubai let him hug himself, leaning his chin on his shoulder, and said sullenly, "But 'people are not grass, no one can be heartless', I am not a stone man , Wooden man, I am just an ordinary person with many emotions and desires, whether it is Xiao Xun or you, how can I be really indifferent to what you did later? Especially him..."

"For you, he took great pains and would do anything." Xiao Jingliu said in a bad tone, "I'm not surprised that you fell in love with him."

"...you hugged me."

"Whether you love him or not, whether in the previous life or this life, whether you have memories or not, I will never let you go. Han Qiubai, you are mine. No one can change you."

"...I don't want to hear this kind of talk, and I can't be happy at all."

The man's response was to wrap his arms around his waist even tighter, wishing he could rub his whole body into his own body, holding him so tightly that he couldn't move at all.

He could only sigh.

"Xiao Jingliu, you are right in saying that I can't let go of Xiao Xun. Even if I'm with you, half of my heart is with him. I can't lie to myself, and I don't want to lie to you. The person I met first It was him, he was the one who hated first, and he was the one who tried to fall in love first, whether you are happy or not, and whether I admit it or not, this is the truth."

"What about me?" the man asked with gritted teeth.

"You've been one step late." Han Qiubai rolled his eyelids.

"...You said you loved me just now." Xiao Jingliu finally remembered the key point after being stymied by his answer.

Han Qiubai sighed again, pushed away the tight embrace, put his hands on the man's shoulders, leaned over and tapped the beautiful and charming lips, and said after pulling some distance: "So, those are all It's the past, no matter what happened between me and Xiao Xun, in the end I chose not him, but you. I saved you, of course there was a factor of not wanting him to 'kill your father', but if it wasn't because of that person If it's you, why would I be willing to take that bullet?"

The man was in a good mood, he was reactive and took the initiative, entangled him with another long, fiery kiss.

"Didn't you say you're hungry?" Xiao Jingliu smiled softly as he let go of the young man who was being kissed, showing all his amorous feelings, "Go wash up, I'll make breakfast."

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There is only one person in the whole world who can make the prince of the Xiao family willingly wash his hands and make soup.

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I don’t know where I heard a fallacy that if you want to capture a man’s heart, you must first grasp his stomach.

Xiao Jingliu used to scoff at this, but now he enjoys it.

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Outside the window, snowflakes fluttered one after another, spinning and floating down from the sky, without direction.

The room with the curtains open is bright and warm, and there is a silky sweet smell in the air.

"When I saw you cooking in an apron for the first time in my previous life, I wanted to say, you really fit in an apron. You don't feel out of place at all, and you look pretty."

After Han Qiubai finished washing, he stood outside the cooking counter holding the hot milk that Xiao Jingliu had prepared for him, and praised him from the bottom of his heart.

The big bad wolf who was cooking porridge and making hors d'oeuvres looked up at the little white rabbit, with a glint of glass in his beautiful eyes, and asked calmly, "Does that mean I look good in an apron, or does Xiao Xun look good in an apron?"

The little white rabbit blinked blinkingly, then turned to look out the window, "Uh, why has it been snowing for so long and it hasn't stopped? I had an illusion last night, thinking it was just a dream..."

At the end of the speech, the mood gradually declined.

He tried to avoid one subject that embarrassed him, and jumped into another that embarrassed him even more.

The pitiful look of the little rabbit standing in front of the cooking counter holding a milk cup in a daze made the big bad wolf feel distressed.

"Bai..." Putting away his resentful eyes, the sternness in Xiao Jingliu's eyes flashed past. He was about to say something to divert his lover's thoughts, but was interrupted by Han Qiubai just as he opened his mouth.

"How did you die?" The boy raised his