you are my baby [rebirth]

Jiang Suifeng looked up at Lu Xiye, wanting to say something particularly hurtful.

For example, ask him if he has no dignity at all?

Although he knew what kind of person he was, and knew that he was not, but because this sentence was powerful enough to kill, it jumped into his mind immediately.

Not for the first time, he couldn't understand what Lu Xiye was doing.

I don't understand why he knows his attitude towards him, but he can come over again and again, as if nothing happened.

It seems that it doesn't matter if you add swords, guns, axes, and halberds.

Lu Xiye didn't know anything, so he could move forward recklessly without any scruples.

But Jiang Suifeng couldn't do it, because he knew the final result of this matter, because he didn't want to repeat the same mistakes again.

If he really liked him, Lu Xiye should have liked him in his previous life, if he couldn't, the result would be the same no matter how many times.

He understands better than anyone else.

In the dead of night, he would occasionally think that it would be great if Lu Xiye could treat him like this in his previous life.

In that case, he would approach him without hesitation.

It doesn't matter even if the time is short, once burning is enough.

It doesn't matter even if it is poison, it is normal for a person to swallow poison once in his life.

But it is no longer possible. After a life and death, those idealisms have long been far away from him.

His heart is no longer clear and transparent, it has long been muddy and scarred, and there is no way to add anything to himself.

Especially Lu Xiye's short-lived liking.

Sweet like honey, but bitter like poison.

In fact, he never blamed Lu Xiye for his feelings in his last life.

There is nothing wrong with Lu Xiye not liking him.

There are so many people who like Lu Xiye, it is impossible for him to respond to everyone.

Similarly, many people like him, but he only likes Lu Xiye, and he can't respond to others.

It is precisely because no one is wrong that such feelings are more difficult to find an outlet.

There is no way to hate anyone, no way to blame anyone, only to spend time alone.

He had taken the poison once and didn't want to take it again.

Therefore, from the first day he opened his eyes in this life, he knew that he would never provoke Lu Xiye emotionally again.

If you can see one less time, then never look more, if you can meet one less time, don’t meet more times, if you can meet one day later, don’t meet one day earlier...

Although they will live in a circle sooner or later, they will inevitably meet and touch each other...

Therefore, he also tried to build immunity against him. He was very restrained and worked very hard, but whenever his efforts were slightly effective, Lu Xiye would come out with him.

It's just that this time it's not him who provoked him, but him who provoked him.

Lu Xiye would never know how difficult some things must be for him.

He looked into Lu Xiye's eyes, and those vicious words rolled in his chest until the tip of his tongue, but he didn't say a word.

Because Lu Xiye was looking at him with burning eyes.

There was a little joke in those slender eyes, but underneath that joke was an ardor and affection that couldn't be hidden.

They were so close, the emotions in those eyes were infinitely magnified before his eyes, there was no way to escape, let alone turn a blind eye.

He lowered his head and kicked Lucy's leg in frustration: "I choose your mother."

That kick was so hard that Lu Xiye groaned and bent down.

Jiang Suifeng was about to leave, but he squatted on the ground shamelessly and grabbed his ankle again: "My mother has my father, so you choose another one?"

This time, Jiang Suifeng kicked him on the shoulder, kicking him backwards and falling to the ground.

Jiang Suifeng didn't stop, he pulled up his backpack and got out of the car.

"Hey," Lu Xiye chased down, hopped on one leg from time to time, grabbed his shoulders, and whispered in his ear, "Do you know that my parents are very irresponsible?"

Jiang Suifeng didn't speak, and walked forward with a dull head, shaking his shoulders a few times without shaking off the man's hand.

"My mother only cares about fashion design, and my father only cares about my mother, leaving me alone," Lu Xiye said, "Do you know why our restaurant is called Wangxianju?"

He said and laughed: "Because in my father's eyes, my mother is a fairy in the sky."

"What's none of my business?" Jiang Suifeng suddenly stopped.

Unable to stop, Lu Xiye rushed forward, lowered his voice, and said seriously: "I think I follow my dad emotionally, and I can do anything for the person I like."

Jiang Suifeng looked at Lu Xiye and felt that Lu Xiye was extremely naive and cruel.

Lu Xiye can do anything for the person he likes, including drawing warmth from him for several months.

But then what?

"Then the person you like is really happy." Jiang Suifeng said.

Lu Xiye laughed, his eyes were very bright in the night, he came over and pulled his wrist: "Jiang Suifeng, the person I like is you."

Jiang Suifeng nodded.

If he is not the helpless Jiang Suifeng, but Jiang Suifeng, the third young master of the Qin family, would Lu Xiye still "like" him?

"Lu Xiye," he said, "I'm only in the third year of high school, and I still don't know much about relationships, so I don't want to settle down so early."

Then he said, "Look at the others."

Lu Xiye still listened easily to the first half of the sentence, but was a little confused by the second half.

He was stunned for a moment, then said unhappy: "How can you change people casually in this matter?"

Jiang Suifeng tugged at his belt, and turned his eyes away uncomfortably.

Seeing his little movements, Lu Xiye couldn't help laughing again: "It's okay, you are still young and don't understand these things, but I am very patient and can wait for you to grow up slowly."

Jiang Suifeng raised his eyes to look at him, the street lights hadn't been turned on, and the night made Lu Xiye so beautiful.

He was looking at himself with a smile, as if infinitely tolerant.

"I may never be able to like you," he said, "or I may like someone else along the way."

Lu Xiye's expression slowly became solemn, he took a step forward, hugged Jiang Suifeng into his arms, covered the back of his head with his big hands, and pressed him tightly.

There was darkness in front of Jiang Suifeng's eyes, and he could only hear Lu Xiye's slightly forbearing voice: "Don't like others? Then what should I do?"

Then he said, "I don't care, your mother has already promised you to me."

Jiang Suifeng's eyes were faintly sour. In his last life, he also thought that it would be great if Lu Xiye didn't like others.

But if Lu Xiye likes someone else, he will live on as well.

If there was no accident, he would have lived with Wei Chengbai in a city far away from here for the rest of his life, and even if there was no love, he would match the other's love for him.

Not to mention that Lu Xiye still has someone he likes, even if he can't get it, he can still find someone who is good enough.

"Lu Xiye," he said, "stop your losses in time now, and don't waste any more time on me."

Lu Xiye let him go and stared at him for a while.

"It's your business that you don't like me," he said, "but it's my business that I pursue you."

"Also," after a while, his voice sank, and the aura on his body faintly exuded, and the pressure was overwhelming: "Don't say anything to let me let go, or I don't know what will happen."

"Xiaojiang," Jiang Huang trotted over from a distance: "Why so slow? Everyone has left."

Jiang Suifeng glanced at Lu Xiye, and said softly, "Young Master Lu just dropped his leg."

"Ah?" Jiang Huang rushed to Lu Xiye with a wink, trying to help him, but Lu Xiye turned his head and backed away timidly.

Lu Xiye didn't leave, put his hand on Jiang Suifeng's shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Didn't your leg fall? Do you want to give it a hand?"

Jiang Huang tactfully followed behind the two, seeing Lu Xiye wished he could hang on Jiang Suifeng's shoulders.

As soon as he thought of the ambiguous and joking smiles of his colleagues when they mentioned Lu Xiye and her family, Xiao Jiang, Jiang Suifeng kicked Lu Xiye out.

Turmeric: Sure enough, the rumors are all false!

The crew has been filming for so long, and finally took a vacation, everyone in the crew has already gone crazy.

As soon as a few people walked to the entrance of the banquet hall, they heard laughter faintly coming from the soundproof room.

The waiter opened the door, and everyone had already sat down.

"I'll just wait for you?" Director He Tang took the lead in attacking: "Those who come late consciously drink three glasses of wine."

Jiang Suifeng smiled: "Okay."

Seeing that the seat next to Wen An was still vacant, he went to sit there.

Then the door opened again, and someone came in and said, "Count me in."

"Brother." Wen An stood up and greeted.

The one who came in was Liu An, who was younger than Wen An, but entered the industry earlier, so Wen An still called him Senior Brother.

"What a coincidence? I wanted to visit Wen'an's class today, but I heard that there was a treat." Liu An looked at Lu Xiye and smiled, "I just stopped by for a meal."

The crew of "Lie" added up, and there was really no one who was bigger than Liu Hanka, and everyone stood up immediately to express their warm welcome.

Lu Xiye sat next to the director and screenwriter, Liu An first shook hands with director He Tang and screenwriter Shen Yusheng, then shook hands with Lu Xiye and sat next to him.

"My manager asked me to come and study with Mr. Shen and Director He." Liu An said.

He added: "I didn't expect Young Master Lu to be here."

"You guys know each other?" He Tang said, "Then I don't need to introduce you anymore."

Liu An had fought for the role of Tao Huai before, and Huang Yubai stood firm at that time. Although he couldn't cooperate, he knew the director and screenwriter.

More importantly, the company wanted to get Shen Yusheng's next play for him.

He originally wanted to come over, but happened to hear from Wen An that Lu Xiye was here, so he hurried over after the play.

"I know," Liu An looked at Lu Xiye and smiled. Thinking of the time when Sun Weiming introduced him to Lu Xiye, he was still a little uneasy: "I met in private before."

"Don't patronize the past?" Fang Wenfeng insisted: "How about three glasses of wine for each person?"

Without saying a word, Jiang Suifeng raised his wine glass and drank with his head raised.

"It's fun." Fang Wenfeng said, "It's still our Xiaojiang line."

Lu Xiye took a look and saw that the waiter had filled Jiang Suifeng's second cup, so he also stood up: "Jiang Suifeng, have a drink?"

"Bring me one." Liu An also stood up holding the cup.

The three glasses of wine were quickly finished, and Wen An tugged at the corner of Jiang Suifeng's clothes: "Brother Xiao Jiang, are you alright?"

"It's only three cups, it's fine." Jiang Suifeng said.

Wen An picked up two shrimps and gave one to Jiang Suifeng: "Eat a shrimp."

"I heard from senior brother," Wen An secretly said to Jiang Suifeng, "I want to find you two for an endorsement. I wonder if your company told you?"

"Really?" Jiang Suifeng said, "Probably not confirmed yet, the company hasn't said yet."

"Yeah." Wen An said, "You are so good, you can even accept endorsements."

Jiang Suifeng smiled, his brows and eyes curved softly: "You will have it in the future."

As he was talking, he felt someone's gaze fixed on him, and when he looked up, he saw Liu Han was looking at them and smiling.

"It can be seen that your crew is very harmonious," Liu said with a smile, holding up his wine glass, "Jiang Suifeng, right? Wen An said more than once that you are very nice."

"Thank you." Jiang Suifeng stood up and clinked glasses with Liu An.

I don't know who mentioned it later, Jiang Suifeng was supposed to treat guests today, but Lu Xiye took the lead.

"Can I invite you next time?" Jiang Suifeng said.

"I'll talk about it next time. If I escaped today, I have to drink."

Jiang Suifeng couldn't push it, so he had to drink it with a smile.

On the opposite side, Liu An was getting closer and closer to Lu Xiye, and he didn't know what he was talking about, but Lu Xiye listened casually and didn't speak.

Occasionally, his gaze would sweep over and see that Jiang Suifeng's cold white skin was slowly stained with a thin layer of red.

Probably drank too much.

At this time, the staff next to Jiang Suifeng left the table to toast the director, and Lu Xiye sat down with a glass of wine.

Under the cover of the tablecloth, he took Jiang Suifeng's hand, leaned over and asked him, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay," Jiang Suifeng said, "I'm not too drunk."

"Brother Xiaojiang," Wen An asked the waiter for a bowl of hangover soup at some point, and put it in front of Jiang Suifeng: "Drink some."

Jiang Suifeng turned his head to look at her and said, "Thank you."

Just as he was about to drink, Liu Han on the other side suddenly laughed: "Wen An, aren't you too biased, you only want hangover soup for Xiao Jiang, and you don't even have a portion for senior brother?"

Wen An is a girl, no one persuaded her to drink, but now her face is also stained a little red.

It doesn't matter if Liu An coaxes them together, a table of drunken young people is instantly in disarray.

"Xiaojiang and Xiaowen are a couple in the play, so it's hard not to have a cup of wine outside the play, right?"

"Drink the cup, drink the cup..."

Jiang Suifeng raised his wine glass: "I'll drink three glasses, don't tease other girls."

Liu An quickly got together with the rest of the crew, and booed: "How many glasses of wine do you drink?"

"Let me drink with him." Lu Xiye stood up and looked at Jiang Suifeng: "Jiang Suifeng, have a cup?"