you are my baby [rebirth]

Jiang Suifeng was silent for a moment, and slowly put his hand on Lu Xiye's outstretched palm.

Lu Xiye's hands were very hot, as if he lived in a different season from him.

It was so hot that somewhere inside his chest couldn't help but jump heavily.

When he wanted to take it back, he was already tightly held in the palm of the other party.

Lu Xiye looked down at him, and said again: "It's so cool."

The voice is very low, as if talking to himself.

The hand in the palm was blindingly white under the lingling moonlight and the remaining snow, but it was astonishingly cold just like the moonlight and snow.

It's like holding a piece of ice in the palm, knowing that the temperature in the palm is not enough, so I really want to put him in the skirt, close to the flesh and heart, to give him warmth.

This was the first time Jiang Suifeng didn't wear gloves, and it was also the first time he held his hand.

The bone of that finger was long and thin, and there was a thick callus in the palm, which became a little stiff due to nervousness or discomfort, exuding a slight coolness.

It was like the feeling I had when I found him by the sea that year in my last life.

Aware of the hesitation and struggle of that hand, he tightened his palm, suppressing all his small movements in his palm.

"Why aren't you wearing gloves today?" he asked.

"Forgot." Jiang Suifeng said.

He struggled with his hands, but answered the questions very well, Lu Xiye couldn't help but smiled slightly.

The laughter was deep and deep, sticking to Jiang Suifeng's ear, and smashing into his heart.

He was led into the car and watched as the partition between the cars came down, separating him and Lu Xiye in an independent space.

Lu Xiye looked at him with gentle eyes, and loved to smile at him, often making him forget what he was like in the previous life.

How can it be so different?

Sometimes when you are too tired, you can't help but compromise with yourself. Even if the shelf life at Lu Xiye is only a year or a half, or less, only three or four months, it is actually acceptable.

But when you wake up, you will completely expel this kind of thought.

The air conditioner was turned on in the car, and the temperature was very high. He subconsciously covered his cold cheeks with his hands.

Seeing that Lu Xiye was smiling again, he said, "You acted very well."

"Huh?" Lu Xiye asked, "Are you okay?"

"Well," Jiang Suifeng pursed his lips, and said, "Better than the leading actor in the movie."

Lu Xiye laughed and looked at him intently for a while, as if trying to see if what he said was true or false.

After a moment he asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Jiang Suifeng was silent for a moment, and then Lu Xiye knew about it. He made a phone call and gave some instructions.

After hanging up the phone, he lowered his voice and sent a message.

When they arrived at Lu Xiye's residence, Wang Xianju was already waiting at the door with food boxes.

Lu Xiye thanked him and took the food box in.

When Jiang Suifeng walked into the restaurant after washing his hands, he had already laid out all the snacks in the food box.

The amount of each is not too large, but there are many types, more than a dozen kinds, and they are served in beautiful cups, bowls and plates, like works of art.

There was also a brand new pair of gloves on the corner of the table, black and neatly folded.

"I didn't eat very well at night," Lu Xiye distributed the tableware to him: "I'll have some with you."

Jiang Suifeng said again: "Thank you."

Lu Xiye smiled, but didn't make a sound.

"Aren't you going to ask me what happened?" Jiang Suifeng asked.

"Do you want to tell?" Lu Xiye raised his eyes and looked at him seriously: "If you don't want to tell, I won't ask."

Jiang Suifeng bit the spoon and thought for a while and said, "I was kicked out by my mother."

The way he bites the spoon is a bit childish, and it hurts even more to say that he was kicked out.

Lu Xiye looked at him seriously, his face was obscured by the heat from the soup bowl.

It took a while for him to ask, his voice was very low: "Does she often drive you out?"

"Not often." Jiang Suifeng wrapped his hands around the soup bowl again, warming his hands: "I live here by myself, and she only comes back occasionally."

He added: "She lives elsewhere."

"Yeah." Lu Xiye said.

"Have you ever thought about it," Lu Xiye said slowly, "get rid of the current living environment?"

Jiang Suifeng looked at him and raised his eyebrows in doubt.

"I can help you," Lu Xiye said, with a steady and calm voice: "Study, work, life...you can do anything. If you need anything, just tell me."

"Whatever you want, I can give you and support you." Lu Xiye said again.

Jiang Suifeng's hands trembled, and a little bit of food smeared on the corners of his lips.

Lu Xiye leaned over, stretched out his hand, and wiped away the little debris with his thumb.

At that moment, Jiang Suifeng smelled a very faint scent of perfume coming from him.

Very sweet, very light and very persistent.

That's not the smell of Lu Xiye, nor is it the perfume that Lu Xiye used.

He remembered that he only used that one perfume, which was the aroma of ebony and rose, slightly bitter, and only when it was very close did a little bit of sweetness emerge from the bitterness.

Not so purely sweet.

The word "why" was swallowed back.

When a question arises, there will be an answer.

The answer is here, so what?In exchange for three to five months of selfless happiness?

But after a long while, the road still has to be walked by oneself after all.

He has been much luckier than in his previous life.

After all, in this life, even though he has the same hole cards as in the previous life, he already knows the cards in the opponent's hand to some extent. As long as he plays well, the chances of winning will not be small.

So we should stop being greedy, let alone repeat the same mistakes.

"Thank you." He said, tilting his head away from Lu Xiye's fingers trying to caress his cheek: "Actually, it's nothing, just get used to it."

Smiling at him again: "You have helped me too much, don't worry about me anymore."

Lu Xiye nodded, retracted his hand, and lowered his eyes.

After a long time, he said slowly again: "If you need it, don't be polite to me."

Jiang Suifeng nodded with a smile, and he was indeed not polite to him.

He had already secretly used him once, otherwise Jiang Ying wouldn't be so angry.

But getting angry is not enough, he also needs her to jump over the wall in a hurry.

11.22 was Jiang Suifeng's nominal birthday, and Jiang Ying did not come back.

His birthday has always been perfect, but this day has been wonderful.

At the bar in the evening, the band members took him to celebrate, saying that he was an adult, and forced him to drink several glasses of wine.

Afterwards, Lin Fang gave him another gift, a pair of brand new leather shoes.

On this day, Room [-] was also opened and the lights were brightly lit.

Lu Xiye didn't come every day, and he didn't often look for him when he came.

But as long as he comes, he will know.

Because the window of Room [-] was facing the stage, as long as he looked up, he could see the figure of the man cast on the window.

In the middle of the performance, in the hallway to the lounge, he met a middle-aged man.

The man was probably waiting for him, and when he saw him, he came up to him and called his name: "Mr. Jiang Suifeng."

Jiang Suifeng paused, saw the man take out a business card, and introduced himself: "I'm from Star Entertainment, can I have a chat?"

The business card is very concise, with no title, only one name: Shen Luo.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Suifeng asked, "Just say it here."

"I have something very important to talk to you about." Shen Luo helped his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "It doesn't seem very convenient here."

Jiang Suifeng looked at him carefully before saying, "Please wait a moment."

He went to the lounge to get the key and led people up to the third floor.

Lin Fang had an office on the third floor, but he rarely used it, and it was a bit messy.

Jiang Suifeng cleaned up the sofa and asked the other party to sit down: "I have a performance later, please make a long story short."

"That's right," Shen Luo said, "You should have heard of our artist 'Huang Yubai', right?"

Jiang Suifeng nodded and said, "Of course."

He did know Huang Yunbai.

It's not because he is in full swing now, but because in his last life, when he had an accident, he was equally vigorous.

And he first paid attention to this person because he was the leading actor in the first movie invested by FY founded by Lu Xiye and Lin Jun.

At that time, he hadn't returned to Qin's house, and all the information about Lu Xiye could only be obtained through the Internet.

Therefore, he even paid attention to all the Reuters information about the filming of this film, because he always thought that maybe one day Lu Xiye would visit the film.

Naturally, Lu Xiye didn't go to visit the set, and the movie was not released because of Huang Yunbai's scandal.

Many years later, he had a chat with Lin Jun, and Lin Jun still regretted mentioning this movie.

He said that although it was a small-budget production, and both the director and the heroine were newcomers, he was sure that if it could be released, the movie would be a big hit.

"That's it," Shen Luo smiled, very confident: "We have encountered a small problem here, which is not easy to solve, and may need your help."

Jiang Suifeng raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

"I know your family conditions are not very good," Shen Luo continued, "so this opportunity should be very important to you."

"You guys are checking me?" Jiang Suifeng tilted his head slightly, and his eyes were colder than before.

Shen Luo didn't deny it, he looked at the young man across from him, secretly amazed.

The previous information was collected by a special person, and it was the first time he came here today.

It would be a pity if this face didn't debut, and it would be an even more pity if other companies were allowed to take the lead.

"Our company wants to form a band," Shen Luo seduced him calmly: "As long as you cooperate with us, we can sign you in."

Jiang Suifeng leaned back, he didn't remember what band Xing Chuan had heard from.

However, when the Qin family was investing in film and television, they heard people say that the prince Xingchuan had set up a band, but he was investigated for drug use not long after, and all the people who accompanied the prince to study suffered disaster.

"Let's talk straight," he looked at the time, "otherwise forget it."

"It's actually very simple," Shen Luo said: "As long as someone comes to ask you, whether it's the media or anyone, you just need to tell the other party that you went to Room 15 of Jinqi on the 1213th of last month and that's it."

"Why did you choose me?" Jiang Suifeng raised his eyes.

"Because we have checked the monitoring, and you are the most suitable one who meets the conditions and appears near here."

Jiang Suifeng nodded and got up slowly: "I'll think about it."

"Think about your family's conditions..." Shen Luo spoke.

Jiang Suifeng looked at him, and there was a little sarcasm in his cold eyes. Shen Luo was so stared at him that he couldn't continue talking.

He was silent for a moment, but still bit the bullet and said: "And you have such a face, it would be a pity to waste it."

"Really?" Jiang Suifeng stopped in his tracks, slightly lost in thought.

After a while, he smiled and said, "I don't want any band. Since I'm helping Huang Yubai, then I want the resources in his hands."

"What?" Shen Luo looked at him in shock, like looking at a madman.

"I want the male number one in the movie Lies." Jiang Suifeng smiled slightly: "You can go back and think about it, I'm not in a hurry."

He went out the door after saying that, leaving Shen Luo to sit dumbfounded for a long time before he came back to his senses.

The light in Box No. [-] went out at some point, and Lu Xiye must have left.

Jiang Suifeng glanced at it, then walked slowly to the lounge on the first floor.

Lin Fang was sitting there smoking a cigarette, holding a beautifully wrapped gift box in his hand, looking over and over again.

"The show is about to start." He asked, "Why did you come back?"

"I have something, I'll tell you later." Jiang Suifeng threw the drumsticks on the table and turned to pour water.

"What's the matter?" Lin Fang said, and handed him the long box again: "It's from Room [-]."

Jiang Suifeng froze for a moment, took the box and held it in his hand.

"Take it apart and have a look?" Lin Fang urged him, "The box is so beautiful, there must be something good inside."

Jiang Suifeng ignored him, just looked down at the things in his hand.

Just when Lin Fang thought he would not open it, he put down the water glass again and tore off the ribbon on the gift box.

The contents of the box did not seem to be of much value. They were a fiery red rose and an old pen.

The rose is delicate and beautiful, with dewdrops, and the pen has traces of use, but it has been wiped clean and tidy, and it is packed in a black velvet pen case.

There was a note in the box, and there was a line of writing on the note, which was written vigorously and opened wide:

This is a rare pen I received before, and it is also my pen for the college entrance examination. Now I give it to you. I wish you success in the college entrance examination next year and spread your wings.

Lu Xiye's name was signed below.

He didn't say happy birthday, but wished him success in the college entrance examination.

He didn't say a word about the rose, but wished him a bright future.