you are my baby [rebirth]

In the end, Gu Qingrong took Qin Moxun to the hospital, and Qin Moyan got into the car alone to report to the school.

The two cars exited the gate one after the other, and then turned to different directions. Qin Moyan turned his head slightly and looked back. He didn't turn his head until the other car disappeared.

There was silence in the carriage, and Uncle Wang looked over from the rearview mirror.

In a small lens, Qin Moyan was sinking in the seat with his eyes slightly closed.

The autumn sun was high and far away, and scattered down through the towering branches of the paulownia trees on both sides, hitting his snow-white side cheeks, and coating the ends of his eyelashes with a light halo, which looked pretty like Just like the people in the painting.

Most of the servants at home felt sorry for and sympathized with what happened to the young master, but Uncle Wang admired Qin Moyan very much.

Growing up in such an environment since he was a child, even living was very difficult, but his character was not affected by the injustice of fate at all, he was not only sincere but also humble, he was not depressed when he was frustrated, and he was never arrogant when he was proud. Every movement has a degree of advancement and retreat, revealing elegance.

If it is not certain what happened to him, no matter who sees Qin Moyan, they will only think that he was raised by Qin's parents since he was a child.

Uncle Wang only glanced at it, then quickly looked back.He thought Qin Moyan was asleep, so he drove the car more cautiously and steadily, but he didn't notice that Qin Moyan was slowly turning a lighter between his slender fingers behind the seat that was out of sight.

He was thinking about the morning and also about the future.

Judging from the current situation, Qin Moxun's hurdle is temporarily passed, but it can only be regarded as temporary.

This hurdle is very important, it directly determines whether Qin Moxun still needs to be rescued, and also determines whether the Qin family will accept a new turmoil in a short period of time.

To him, these are actually insignificant, but to Qin Moyang and Gu Qingrong, they are very important.

Because he has the tragic memory of the previous life, but Qin Moyang and Gu Qingrong did not re-experience the suffering of the previous life.

In their eyes, Qin Moxun was just a jerk kid during the rebellious period. They loved him, and he loved them too. Once they had to face such a harsh choice, it would be a huge pain for them.

It is also because of this that Qin Moyan is willing to spend more energy on Qin Moxun.

Qin Moxun may never know that his last wave of his hand saved not Qin Moyan, but himself.

Qin Moxun's actions today made him somewhat relieved and slightly relieved, but the experience of his previous life could not completely let him down.

He can give Qin Moxun an opportunity, but the premise of this opportunity is that he must grasp Qin Moxun's every move.

This kind of observation may not be a matter of one or two years, at least it must cover the other party's entire university period, the most crucial period of the few years before graduation, of course, it may be later.

Until he can completely let go of this person.

In addition, there is Huang Yubai...

Qin Moyan leaned quietly in his seat and meditated for a long time, until he sorted out the thoughts in his brain, he turned on the screen of his mobile phone, lowered his eyes and sent a few emails.

"Master." Uncle Wang yelled in front. Qin Moyan looked up and found that the car had arrived near the school. There were almost all taxis carrying students on both sides. There was already a traffic jam two streets away from the school. It's leaking.

"It's very congested ahead," said Uncle Wang, "I'm afraid we won't be able to get through for a while, so why don't we turn to the other side and have a look."

"No need." Qin Moyan sat up straight, put on his baseball cap, and pressed down the brim of the hat: "I'll walk over."

"Then I'll find a place to park the car and go to find you," Uncle Wang said, "Madam told me to help you line up and run errands."

The car stopped by the side of the road, and Qin Moyan got out of the car with a smile: "No, it's not that troublesome, you go back first, and if you need to pick me up after finishing the formalities, I will contact you in advance."

Uncle Wang was still a little hesitant, but Qin Moyan had already waved to him and walked along the sidewalk.

It only took about 10 minutes to walk from the place where we got off the bus to the main entrance of the school. From a distance, Qin Moyan saw the seniors welcoming the new students in front of the school gate, as well as the freshmen carrying big bags and accompanied by their parents to report.

He was alone with a backpack on his back, and it seemed particularly refreshing to be in it.

"Classmate, classmate." Suddenly, a tall boy greeted him.

Although the weather has entered autumn, the heat of summer has not faded away. The clothes on the boy's back are all wet, and he greeted enthusiastically: "Are you a freshman here to report?"

Qin Moyan nodded and greeted, "Hello, senior."

A few boys laughed from behind, and the boy waved his hand back, and made a subtle victory gesture.

For many people, welcoming new students is not only to welcome new students, but also to quickly seize high-quality resources. After all, the handsome men and women of this class were intercepted by seniors and sisters when they first entered school.

Qin Moyan just walked over with a straight figure and a calm walk, and he seemed to stand out from the crowd from a distance.

The brim of his hat was pulled down very low, but the lower half of his face exposed outside was extremely delicate, with white skin and ruddy lips, which immediately attracted the attention of the seniors and sisters. They even made a bet on who would strike up a conversation. Bureau.

"Primary school brother," the boy followed Qin Moyan's footsteps with a smile: "Which major do you major in? I'll take you there to report."

Qin Moyan stopped at the school gate for a moment, pushed up the brim of his hat, and pointed to the sign on the main road of the campus seriously: "Don't bother seniors, I'll just follow the sign."

After he finished speaking, he saw that the boy next to him didn't respond for a long time, so he turned his head and saw that the boy was staring at him blankly.

"Senior?" Qin Moyan smiled, raised his hand and tugged on his belt.

"You are," the boy stammered and raised his hand to point at him, "You are Qin..."

Qin Moyan raised his finger to his lips, and the boy's voice lowered.

There are many people who know Qin Moyan, not only because of the movies he made, or his background, but more importantly, he is a student of Wu Yun, and here is the School of Fashion, almost no one does not envy him for being a student of Wu Yun.

"I've always heard people say that you came to our school, but I didn't expect it to be true." The boy stretched out his hand excitedly, and Qin Moyan also raised his hand to shake him. The boy continued, "I'll take you to report."

"No, thank you senior," Qin Moyan raised his finger again and pointed at the school's signage, "I'll just follow the signboard."

Although the boy felt a little regretful, he still said, "If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

"Okay." Qin Moyan nodded with a smile, raised his hand again and pressed down the brim of his hat.

At noon, Gu Qingrong called and blamed him for not letting Uncle Wang follow him, and said that she and Qin Moxun had already returned home from the hospital.

This time, Gu Qingrong took Qin Moxun to do several checks, and the doctor finally concluded that Qin Moxun suffered from neurasthenia, which was close to moderate.

Hearing this, Qin Moyan suppressed his laughter, and talked to his mother a few more words before hanging up the phone.

This is actually a good thing, at least it proves that this incident really caused Qin Moxun's heart torment, and this torment will also serve as a warning to him from time to time.

After finishing all the formalities, Qin Moyan walked around the school twice, familiarized himself with the school environment before walking out, and entered the coffee shop opposite the school.

Probably because of the registration day, there are many people in the store, it is not quiet, and the air conditioner is also fully turned on.

Qin Moyan sat in the innermost corner far away from the air conditioner, and ordered black coffee and desserts.

He called Gu Qingrong first, told her that everything was going well here, and looked out with a smile amidst Gu Qingrong's praise.

In the afternoon, there were more clouds in the sky, and the sun was not as strong as in the morning. The wind blew on the paulownia tree outside the window, and the slightly yellowed leaves swirled and fell from a high place.

He suddenly didn't want to go back to Qin's house, so he rejected Gu Qingrong's proposal on the phone to ask Uncle Wang to come pick him up.

After eating at the coffee shop, Qin Moyan sat for a while, replied to a few emails, opened Lu Xiye's chat software and looked at it for a while, and finally his eyes stayed on the flight number that Lu Xiye had sent to him before.

After watching for a while, he got up and went out, took a taxi at the door and went straight to the airport.

At around six o'clock in the afternoon, the flight from France to City A landed, and Lu Xiye went through the security check with his assistant.

He held the suitcase in one hand and raised his cell phone in the other to see if there was any urgent mail that needed to be dealt with. After walking for a while, perhaps because of his sixth sense, he suddenly stopped and raised his head.

In the next second, he saw the person he had been thinking about day and night.

Qin Moyan was not far away, looking at him with a smile on his face. He was wearing a baseball cap and a mask, covering himself tightly, only showing a pair of crooked eyes.

Lu Xiye was stunned for a moment, then threw the suitcase to the assistant behind him, and strode towards Qin Moyan.

There were people coming and going at the airport, and they were all very outstanding. Many people glanced sideways. Lu Xiye walked up to Qin Moyan in a few steps, gave him a firm hug, and then let go of his wrist. In the palm of my hand, I took him out together.

Qin Moyan's wrist was a little cold from the air conditioner, but when it was held by Lu Xiye's warm and dry palm, he immediately felt an inexplicable sense of security and comfort.

"Why did you come here suddenly?" Lu Xiye's eyes were shining with surprise, he looked at Qin Moyan intently and profoundly, and asked, "Why didn't you call me just now?"

"I don't want to be in the headlines tomorrow." Qin Moyan pursed his lips and smiled, "You are so famous."

"What's the matter?" Lu Xiye smiled and squeezed his wrist, "I like showing affection the most, and it's not like you don't know it."

Qin Moyan smiled and kicked his ankle with his toe, feeling that Lu Xiye didn't pay attention to his image in front of his subordinates.

He turned his head slightly, and saw that the assistants were already three or five steps behind them.

A group of people entered the elevator and separated in the underground garage.

The assistants had a company car to pick them up, and Qin Moyan followed Lu Xiye into his own car.

"Is going to school going well today?" Lu Xiye asked.

"Yes." Qin Moyan nodded, "The seniors and sisters are also very enthusiastic."

Lu Xiye glanced at him with a half-smile, leaned over and hugged him.

"I miss you so much," he said, and pressed a kiss on Qin Moyan's ear. "When I saw you, I thought I was dreaming. This is simply the best gift I've ever received."

"Qin Moyan," he said in a low voice, bewitching, "come home with me."