you are my baby [rebirth]

"Lu Xiye." Qin Moyan didn't answer Lu Xiye's question, but called his name softly.

"Huh?" Lu Xiye smiled in his voice, waiting patiently for him to speak.

After a moment of silence, Qin Moyan's voice came again: "Where are you now?"

Lu Xiye slowly leaned his body back into the seat, raised his head slightly and closed his eyes.

There was no light in front of his eyes, only the sound of Qin Moyan's slight breathing was heard through the microphone, as if that was his whole world.

In the darkness, a very clear and handsome face slowly emerged, a bit shy, but still talking to him very seriously, no matter how badly he was bullied, but when asked by the elders, he would still say that he never bullied others .

It was the soft-hearted Qin Moyan.

Lucino paused, even though the corners of his brows and eyes were slightly tired, but the corners of his mouth curved into a beautiful arc: "In the car."

"In the car?" Qin Moyan counted the time silently.

"I want to see you sooner," Lu Xiye laughed, "It happened that work was a little earlier, so I changed the flight."

He also said: "When the flight was changed, it was four or five o'clock in the morning in China, so I didn't tell you."

"You will be very tired from rushing like this." Qin Moyan said a little worriedly.

"Don't you think you're more tired?" Lu Xiye responded vaguely.

"Lu Xiye," Qin Moyan was amused: "You can really talk now."

Lu Xiye pursed his lips, and couldn't help laughing after a while. He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead in embarrassment where no one was watching.

Although he knew it was a bit unserious, but he really wanted to tell Qin Moyan all the good things.

Even if he said more than others, the average of the two lifetimes is actually not too much.

A slight laugh came from the opposite side, Qin Moyan was reluctant to speak, and listened attentively while holding the microphone.

"Xiao Qin." A voice suddenly came from behind, Qin Moyan turned around while holding the phone, and saw Jiang Huang gesturing towards him.

"I'm going to film." He said with a smirk, "Although there are no night scenes, maybe we can't go back too early. There are a few scenes that are not very easy to shoot."

"Yeah." Lu Xiye's tone was pampering, but also a little teasing: "I'm going back to the institute to meet Shang Chi, so don't worry."

"I'm not in a hurry." For some reason, Qin Moyan's face became hot, and he said softly, "You're in a hurry."

Lu Xiye was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing after a while: "Yes, I'm dying of anxiety."

Qin Moyan's face became even hotter, and he raised his hand to rub his ears again: "Stop laughing."

"Qin Moyan," Lu Xiye said with a half-smile, "You are really domineering, can you be so domineering at night?"

"I'm hanging up the phone." Qin Moyan's voice came from the opposite side.

"I was wrong." Lu Xiye straightened his attitude immediately, rubbed his forehead lightly with his fingertips and said, "If there is time, I will pick you up from the set at night."

"You don't need to come here." Qin Moyan said, "They're making trouble for you again when you come here, so go directly to Miyuan."

He added, "It's very tiring to be jet-lagged."

Lu Xiye didn't smile again, his slightly drooping eyes were full of tenderness, and he hummed lightly.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Moyan stood there for a while, and walked towards the set until the heat on his face subsided a little.

After walking a few steps, he met Fang Wenfeng who came out to smoke.

It was getting late, and the lights were not turned on here, so the two raised their hands to say hello.

But when they passed by, Fang Wenfeng suddenly froze.

Even though the light was a bit dim, the joy in Qin Moyan's eyes was still so bright.

Like a brook under the moonlit night in spring, although it is obscure, it is meticulously and magnificently laid out, making him a small luminous body.

Even though Fang Wenfeng liked girls and he was used to Qin Moyan, he was still deeply amazed by him at this moment.

"Yo yo yo, Xiao Qin." He put his arm around Qin Moyan's shoulders casually: "To be honest, is it true that Lu Shao is back?"

It is not surprising that Fang Wenfeng knew part of Lu Xiye's itinerary.

Anyone who pays a little attention to fashion should know that Lu Xiye has been active abroad recently.

Not only major fashion bloggers, but also high-end fashion magazines have special reports on him, and even the news about this spring fashion week in the mainstream media has appeared on him.

Not to mention that with a few photos of him, because of his excellent figure and noble temperament that are not inferior to supermodels, he has been on the top of Weibo's hot search several times.

"Yeah." Qin Moyan didn't deny it, but he was a little strange: "How do you know?"

"Tsk," Fang Wenfeng said exaggeratedly, "I advise you not to underestimate the keen sense of smell of single dogs."

Qin Moyan was teased by him with downcast eyes and laughed.

"Let me tell you," Fang Wenfeng looked at him seriously and said, "Your smile is the most extreme of the 81 dog-abusing smiles."

"What about the other eighty moves?" Qin Moyan asked with eyebrows bent.

"Then we have to wait for Master Lu to come and treat everyone to dinner." Fang Wenfeng said solemnly.

"Then I'll invite you later." Qin Moyan said with a smile.

Fang Wenfeng was finally satisfied, raised his hand and patted Qin Moyan's shoulder, and put him back.

At the same time, Lu Xiye had also arrived at the research institute.

He stayed abroad for a few more days this time, traveled to several European countries, and went to the United States on the way.

In addition to the spring show of WUYUN's new products, new product releases, and various large-scale cooperation negotiations, he also went to some foreign hospitals and pharmaceutical research institutes that cooperate with third parties to conduct research, and had some exchanges on current technology and research directions.

Overall, the harvest is still great.

"Master Lu." As soon as he entered the door, Shang Chi greeted him.

Lu Xiye raised his hand and took big steps: "Come to my office."

Noticing the inconspicuous bruises in Lu Xiye's eyes, Shang Chi said as he walked, "I'll make you a cup of coffee."

"Let others go." Lu Xiye said succinctly, "I'm still in a hurry after reading the materials."

"Oh." Shang Chi was stunned for a moment, and followed Lu Xiye into the office.

"Look at it." After sitting down, Lu Xiye called up some information from his PAD and handed it to Shangchi.

Shang Chi sat across from him, looking down and flipping through the pages.

In recent years, with the rapid development of medicine and the strong support of various countries for medical research, various characteristic research projects have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

Many of these proposals are very forward-looking, but due to the limitations of existing understanding, research cannot be carried out yet and can only be shelved for the time being.

And what Lu Xiye showed Shang Chi was such a proposal.

While Shang Chi looked down at the file, Lu Xiye also turned on his computer and quickly replied to a few emails.

The room was silent until the assistant came in with coffee.

Lu Xiye picked up the coffee and took a sip, the long bitter taste exploded on the tip of his tongue, he suddenly remembered the coffee made by Qin Moyan.

Qin Moyan is a very interesting person. He doesn't know anything about the kitchen except cooking noodles, but he cooks good coffee.

Bitter but not astringent, but the fragrance is very long-lasting.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help raising his wrist to check the time.

"Young Master Lu," Shang Chi finally finished reading the information, "This proposal is indeed bold and innovative, but isn't it too radical? It also doesn't conform to the existing guidelines for treatment."

"A few years ago, the guidelines said that endocrine therapy and chemotherapy could not be combined but only sequentially, but now?" Lu Xiye asked: "Now some people are boldly trying two-pronged treatment methods in clinical practice, and have achieved good results, including Preoperative neoadjuvant therapy using only endocrine drugs was completely unimaginable before, but isn’t it gradually becoming popular now?”

Shang Chi's brows frowned slightly, he was already bold enough in scientific research, but he didn't expect Lu Xiye to be even bolder.

"I want to try it." Lu Xiye said: "The guidelines are changing every year, isn't it because medicine is always improving?"

Shangchi was so devoted to his work that he forgot what Lu Xiye said about being in a hurry.

"Why don't you call everyone together for a meeting," Shang Chi looked down at the time, and it happened to be dinner time: "Or let's all go out to have a meal together and chat while eating."

"I'm still in a hurry." Lu Xiye smiled, and followed him to look down at the time again.

"Ah?" Shang Chi remembered, and leaned back a little embarrassedly: "Are you going to meet someone?"

"Yeah." Lu Xiye's smile widened a bit: "I'm going to meet a very important person."

He said and closed the computer: "The information has been sent to your mailbox, you can share it with them, and if you have any ideas, send me back to my mailbox."

It was after eight o'clock in the evening when Qin Moyan returned to the community.

His steps were long and fast, but when he walked downstairs, he stopped slowly and raised his head to look up.

One floor, two floors, three floors...

He raised his finger, and when he pointed to the floor he was on, a smile could not help but escape from his lips.

Because that window, which he had been looking forward to being lit since he was a child, really reflected a bright color.

There are his favorite people there, waiting for him to come home.

The room was very quiet, and the smell of chicken soup wafted from the kitchen.

Qin Moyan unloaded his backpack and was about to put it on the sofa, only to find that Lu Xiye had fallen asleep on his sofa with a thin blanket on his body.

His body curled up slightly, half of his face was buried in the sofa, one hand was hanging down, and the phone rolled on the carpet.

Looks very tired.

Qin Moyan bent down quietly, staring down at Lu Xiye's sleeping face.

Lu Xiye's side face is particularly beautiful, the line of the jaw is almost perfect, the corners of the lips are straightened, and the shadow of the eyelashes hits the bridge of the nose, like a painting with scattered light and shadow.

His hair was a bit messy, and the broken hair was messy on his forehead. At first glance, he seemed to be no different from an ordinary big boy.

Qin Moyan gently traced his thick eyebrows with slightly cool fingers, and for a moment didn't know whether to wake him up.

He put his things down and turned into the kitchen.

The chicken soup in the pot still has a bit of heat left. The chicken was shredded into thin shreds by hand, and vegetables and chicken soup were added to stew it together. And refreshing.

In addition, there are two very simple side dishes on the counter, and a pot of white rice is pressed in the rice cooker.

All the signs showed that Lu Xiye fell asleep while preparing dinner and waiting for him, and he didn't eat dinner.

Qin Moyan lit the fire again, heated up the soup and vegetables, then went out and bent down, and called softly: "Lu Xiye?"

Lu Xiye's eyelashes lifted heavily, and then fell down like a thousand weights.

Qin Moyan couldn't help laughing, bowed his head and kissed his eyes.

When he was about to get up, a big hand suddenly pressed the back of his head, and Lu Xiye raised his head slightly, and bit his lip.

They haven't seen each other for a long time, the moment their lips touched, the blood seemed to be on fire, spreading away from the soft lips like limbs.

When Qin Moyan woke up, he was already pinned down on the sofa by Lu Xiye.

The foreheads of the two were still touching, and each other's breathing was a little short.

Qin Moyan put his arms around Lu Xiye's neck, and was about to speak when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

There was a burnt smell coming from the kitchen, and Qin Moyan was shocked: "It's broken, my food."

The vegetables were mushy in the pot, but fortunately there was still chicken soup left.

When Qin Moyan brought out two bowls to the restaurant, Lu Xiye had just washed his face from the bathroom.

He just wiped his face carelessly, and there were still drops of water on his chin.

Qin Moyan wiped him with a tissue, and the two sat opposite each other.

"I heard from my brother." Qin Moyan took a sip of the soup: "The response to the new products that I cooperated with WUYUN this time has been pretty good."

"Yeah." Lu Xiye smiled: "I signed a contract with a reputable dealer abroad."

In this way, it is the first time that Qin's has opened the door to the international market for high-end products.

When Qin Moyan passed away in the previous life, the Qin family was still in a precarious stage, such a goal was unthinkable.

"Thank you." Qin Moyan stretched out his hand and shook Lu Xiye's hand.

"Thank me for what?" Lu Xiye looked up.

His eyes were very dark, and he looked at him very seriously. Qin Moyan felt that under these eyes, everything about him was invisible.

"Thank you for waiting for me at home." After a moment of silence, Qin Moyan said softly, "The moment I looked up and saw the light, I felt very happy."

He thought for a moment, then slowly added: "It seems that I married a very virtuous wife and gave me a good home."

"Huh?" Lu Xiye raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled lightly, "I'm not?"

Under Qin Moyan's dazed expression, he leaned forward slightly, and pressed a kiss on the other side's ear, his voice soft and slow: "Your wife."

The author has something to say: I hate marrying Xiaolu.

Sorry, I'm too useless to write

感谢在2021-05-1322:47:02~2021-05-1521:27:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Coke is so hard to quit 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 36 bottles of Moyou sentimental scanning machine; 5 bottles of Qin Sang; 1 bottle of abcd;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!