you are my baby [rebirth]

Jiang Suifeng froze, his eyes widened slightly for a moment, as if surprised by Lu Xiye's question.

This expression made him look very innocent, so innocent that it made the heart of the opposite person feel sour and sweet that he couldn't resist.

Lu Xiye laughed, the depths of his pupils shone brightly, and he looked at him intently.

Those eyes were so burning that Jiang Suifeng couldn't look directly at them.

He held the cup up, covering half of his face, the water in the cup rippled slightly, and the light inside flickered, piercing straight into his eyes.

Let him remember many days when his eyes were sore but he could only endure it.

How long can Lu Xiye be patient with him?

If there is no response, or if something new comes, it will naturally fade away.

Besides, no one can tell whether they will be enemies or friends in the future.

He has many things to do in this life, some of which will inevitably harm the interests of the Lu family.

If the relationship between him and him is a curve, perhaps, it is already the highest point of this curve at this moment, and after that, there is only a downhill road left.

Now, maybe it was the only moment of intimacy he had with him.

As if the dream of the previous life had been fulfilled, he thought, only if there is no regret, can there be no nostalgia.

"I thought," he heard his own voice, "that you could only share this with the closest people."

"Huh?" Lu Xiye's smile faded.

After a while, his voice sounded again, with a bit of deep temptation: "It's normal for boys to talk about these things together."

"Really?" Jiang Suifeng looked up at him.

"En." Lu Xiye's eyes showed a slight smile again, and he nodded firmly.

Jiang Suifeng looked at him seriously, rubbed his fingertips on the smooth porcelain surface, and answered his question: "I didn't have a boyfriend."

"What about the girlfriend?"

Jiang Suifeng's lips pursed, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't help but curl up. This time he didn't speak, but shook his head.

Lu Xiye smiled again, his phoenix eyes were looking forward, deep and lively, almost completely different from the gentlemanly but alienated look in front of others.

Jiang Suifeng lowered his eyes, but couldn't help raising them again, wanting to carve Lu Xiye into the depths of his eyes.

"Me too..." Lu Xiye's voice was light, overlapping with the knock on the door.

The door opened, and the waiter placed two bowls of wontons and several side dishes on the table with a wooden tray.

The hot air in the bowl is winding, and the soup noodles are clear, dotted with a little green coriander powder, which is very light to the eyes.

But the soup of the wontons is delicious, with a light bite, the thin skin melts, and the fresh fragrance of the fillings spreads in the mouth in an instant, conquering the taste buds.

Lu Xiye is such a thoughtful person, he is concerned about his background, so he doesn't take him to places that are too high-end.

But in the most common diet, he can find the most exquisite.

"It's delicious." Jiang Suifeng thanked Lu Xiye after eating one, "Thank you."

"Well," Lu Xiye changed the serving chopsticks and put a few dishes on the plate in front of him: "This restaurant only accepts ten tables of customers every day, so the taste will naturally be more particular."

"Ten tables?" Jiang Suifeng was a little surprised.

"Auntie's husband had an accident a few years ago," Lu Xiye said. "She was worried that others would take care of her, so she closed the original shop. She took care of her husband while running the shop."

The rain outside the window gradually increased, and the raindrops fell under the dim streetlights, and small puddles formed on the ground.

Lu Xiye stopped using only half a bowl of wontons. He opened the window by a line, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

Behind the thin smoke, his eyes were fixed on Jiang Suifeng.

The young man was drinking soup with his head down, his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes.

The skin is still cold and white, and it looks very distant, but the lips are stained with a layer of dewy red.

There is a small lip bead on the soft upper lip, which is so small that it makes people feel distracted. Whether it is kissing or biting, the taste will definitely be particularly good, especially delicious...

He was so fascinated that he almost forgot to smoke. A long piece of ash accumulated on the top, and fell on the skirt of his clothes with the slight sound of Jiang Suifeng putting down the spoon.

He didn't care, just leaned over and handed the napkin to Jiang Suifeng.

Jiang Suifeng thanked him, and Lu Xiye put the remaining half of a cigarette into the ashtray, and then pressed a button on the wall behind him.

After a while the waiter reappeared, this time with a huge banana split on the tray.

"Before I went to pick you up, I suddenly wanted to eat this," Lu Xiye said with a smile, "So I asked Wang Xianju to send you a copy, do you want to try it?"

Jiang Suifeng's eyes really lit up, and he smiled like a child: "So big?"

Perhaps a person who is extremely cold will feel extremely warm when he smiles, and the thin layer of ice on his face broke almost instantly.

That smile is like a flower in early spring, plum or peach, with a slight pinkness and a faint fragrance, charming but short-lived.

Lu Xiye was a little fascinated, but it was just a meal, and he showed so many things he didn't know in front of him.

He couldn't put it down for everything, and wanted to burn it in his heart, always reminiscing about it.

He was also greedy in his previous life, but he didn't know that he would be so greedy?

So much so that because of this greed, all the years I lived in the past disappeared in front of this person, and IQ and EQ returned to nature.

He suddenly remembered that the day before, he met with Lin Jun to discuss the investment case of the movie "Lie".

During dinner, Fu Jiujiu rushed over.

When there was still a long distance away, Lin Jun stood up and faced him. In front of the crowd, the two of them clasped their hands tightly.

After taking his seat, Fu Jiujiu kissed Lin Jun hard on the face without any scruples, and coquettishly called him "Brother."

Then Lin Jun hugged him very lovingly and bit his ears for a while, whispering something.

"elder brother……"

Lu Xiye chanted the word silently in his heart, and looked up at Jiang Suifeng.

Jiang Suifeng was also looking at him, holding the fork still, waiting for him to take his first bite.

Jiang Suifeng's sensibleness made people feel distressed, but this kind of sensibleness opened the distance between them neatly.

He put the largest ice cream ball into the small ceramic bowl in front of Jiang Suifeng, and asked him, "Why are you so sensible?"