you are my baby [rebirth]

The phone screen slowly dimmed, the same color as Lu Xiye's eyes.

He raised his head slightly, sat half leaning on the bed for a long time, his gaze seemed to penetrate time and space, and cast it to an extremely far place.

swim……

It was obviously a very common word, but it set off a huge thunderstorm in the depths of his mind, which made him a little dazed.

There is the great pain caused by long-term memories, and the shock caused by an unrealistic but more and more reasonable idea in the blink of an eye...

In fact, in many moments in the past, such thoughts have flashed in his mind.

But because this thought was too absurd, and Qin Moyan could easily take away his emotions, those thoughts were like rain falling into a deep pond at night, and quickly dissipated after making slight ripples.

There was only one wall lamp left in the room, and the dim and warm yellow light hit his silhouette on the wall, like a sculpture, without moving for a long time.

It wasn't until the person in his arms snorted softly that Lu Xiye suddenly woke up.

At some point, he held Qin Moyan's hand in the palm of his hand. Probably due to the excessive force unconsciously, Qin Moyan writhed in his arms uncomfortably.

Lu Xiye quickly relaxed the strength in his hand, looked down at him, slightly adjusted the angle of his palm, and clasped his fingers tightly together.

"Qin Moyan," he asked softly, as if saying something silly: "Is that you?"

Qin Moyan couldn't answer him, because he soon fell into a deep sleep again, his brows were slightly tired, and the center of his brows was wrinkled.

Lu Xiye lowered his eyes, and gently rubbed the center of his brows with his fingertips, smoothing out the wrinkles.

When the sky shimmered, Qin Moyan had that dream again.

The huge wave was like a mountain when it was thrown high, and it smashed him into the abyss when it was lowered.

He struggled to open his eyes in the dark night and deep black water, and could see the stars and moon separated by the sea, magnified and deformed by the waves, floating in front of his eyes strangely.

He wanted to touch it again, but human power was too humble and insignificant in front of nature. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move at all, and his whole body seemed to be bound by a rope made of water.

The rope also tied his neck and covered his mouth and nose, and he was hit by great pain. At the last moment, he felt as if his chest was about to explode...

"Qin Moyan, Qin Moyan..."

It was different from every time before, in the sound of huge waves, someone kept calling his name.

"Ayan, wake up, Ayan..."

That voice is very familiar, I don't know why, just hearing it can make him feel very attached.

It seemed like the person he had been waiting for for so long had finally come to his rescue.

Qin Moyan panted and opened his eyes, tears rolled down from the end of his eyes, dizzying his vision into a hazy yellow.

Someone leaned down, and the hot lips fell gently on his eyelids, and then that person hugged him tightly into his arms.

That embrace was so warm that he couldn't help but snuggle into it, as if he had been redeemed.

"Qin Moyan." The voice was extremely hoarse, calling him again in a low voice.

Qin Moyan slowly calmed down his breathing in the ignorance of not knowing what day and night it was, and it took a long time before he finally regained his senses.

"Lu Xiye." He said softly, his voice hoarse.

"I'm here." Lu Xiye said immediately, and kissed his forehead again: "I'll get you a glass of water."

"Don't go." Qin Moyan shook his head and moved closer to Lu Xiye.

Lu Xiye's body temperature has always been higher than his, which can dispel the coldness in his heart and body.

"Lu Xiye." He called again, and raised his eyes to look at him.

"I'm here." Lu Xiye replied tirelessly.

His eyes were dark, and the corners of his lips were straightened when he was not speaking. He wrapped his arms around his waist, hugged him completely, and asked softly, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"En." Qin Moyan took a deep breath and looked at him intently.

Lu Xiye was in his world, it was real, not a dream.

"You are crying." Lu Xiye said again, his voice was so low that he could barely hear: "What dream did you have, so sad?"

"I..." Qin Moyan was silent for a moment, and put his arms around Lu Xiye's neck. Lu Xiye lowered his head cooperatively, and the tip of his nose was against the tip of his nose. The moment Qin Moyan's breath intersected, Qin Moyan seemed to have finally experienced some very specific feeling. With an average sense of security, he smiled slightly: "I dreamed that I was dead."

At the same time as these words came out, the hand around his waist tightened suddenly, so tight that it could almost strangle him by the waist.

Qin Moyan couldn't help taking a breath, only to realize that Lu Xiye's eyes were slightly red.

Not too obvious, depressing and forbearing.

"No." He said, his tone low, almost commanding.

Qin Moyan was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and kissed his eyes, comforting him softly: "It's just a dream."

"I know." Lu Xiye said hoarsely, but the arms around his waist did not relax at all.

"Qin Moyan." He murmured his name, and his voice was tainted with the deep pain in the bathroom, which made Qin Moyan's heart ache.

Qin Moyan wasn't quite sure whether the pain was real or whether it came from his illusion.

He looked up at Lu Xiye, and Lu Xiye lowered his head and kissed his eyes. After a while, the kiss landed on his arm around his neck again.

Lu Xiye always liked to kiss his arms, and put his lips on those old scars, as if he wanted to heal the hurt he had suffered.

"Lu Xiye," he raised his hand again, stroked Lu Xiye's hair soothingly, and lightened his smile, "It's just a dream."

Lu Xiye didn't speak any more, just hugged him quietly and pressed his forehead against him.

Qin Moyan raised his eyes and looked up, and he could see Lu Xiye's thick eyelashes and a bruise under his eyes, which seemed to be thicker than when they met last night.

This is not the first time he had this dream, even though it was difficult to tell the real from the fake in the dream, he was able to get out of it quickly after waking up.

"Aren't you asleep?" He raised his hand, gently stroking the bruises under Lu Xiye's eyes with his fingertips.

"Sleeping." Lu Xiye didn't open his eyes, raised his hand to hold his hand, and kissed his fingers on his lips.

A little itchy, Qin Moyan smiled.

Lu Xiye finally opened his eyes, looked at him with dark eyes, and smiled slightly.

He raised his hand to stroke his forehead hair, and kissed his forehead: "It's still early, sleep a little longer."

"En." Qin Moyan was exhausted last night, and couldn't help yawning a little while talking with Lu Xiye.

He slowly buried his face in the socket of his neck, and his eyelashes began to fall down one by one.

Qin Moyan wore a high-necked shirt, and sat upright across the dining table.

Under the black hair tail is a snow-white collar, completely covering the marks on his body.

It looks cute and pure.

Looking at him, Lu Xiye couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

On that night in his last life, under the dim light, Qin Moyan never crossed the fourth floor and sat beside him, he never forgot.

That was the closest he was to him, so close that he could smell the faint smell of alcohol on his body, and it was also the only time he said something to him that wasn't what Qin Moyan should have said.

"Young Master Lu," he asked softly, "why do you hate me?"

He raised his finger to his own eyes and asked him, "I also have eyes like this, can't I?"

When he asked him, he was a little anxious and nervous.

No one knew what Lu Xiye was thinking at that moment.

Probably no one would believe that at that moment he could hardly restrain himself, wanting to press him where he was and kiss him crazily, completely indulging himself.

But he has always been a rational and calm person, and he was no exception that day.

Probably because it really takes too much effort to restrain the huge impulse in his heart, so his performance is also particularly cold.

Lu Xiye will always remember what he said at that time.

In the long years that followed, all these words turned into the sharpest weapons in the world, piercing into his heart over and over again.

Just like this moment.

It was also after that that Qin Moyan never saw him again.

At that time, he probably didn't think about seeing him again until he died, right?

It's no wonder that no matter how much he likes him in this life, he firmly rejects him. It's also no wonder that after returning to the Qin family, he will act so strangely.

Facing the self who likes him to death, he said provocatively, if Master Lu could give me a kiss...

As if it was impossible for him to kiss him at all,

How could he not kiss him?Obviously wanting to go crazy.

It was because he remembered his words that he was so sure that he would not kiss him, right?

Lu Xiye thought, if his guess is correct, then it all makes sense.

It turned out that what Qin Moyan accepted was only Lu Xiye in this life, and had nothing to do with Lu Xiye in the previous life.

For Lu Xiye in his previous life, he had always avoided him in fear.

If he knew...

Will he avoid him again?Or will you get engaged to someone else again?

The knife and fork hit the dinner plate with a crisp sound, Qin Moyan looked up.

He was also a little dazed just now.

Although when Lu Xiye was here, he didn't want to be distracted by any other things or people, but the word "swimming" in the script still slipped through his mind over and over again uncontrollably.

He wasn't sure he'd be able to get over it, in fact, he was terribly frightened just thinking about it.

But for work matters, he has no other choice but to find a way to overcome it.

"What's the matter?" He said, leaning over slightly, pulled the plate in front of Lu Xiye to him, and divided the steak for him.

Ask again: "Did you not sleep well? Or are you too tired?"

"A little tired." Lu Xiye rubbed his forehead with his fingers, and looked at him quietly.

"Then you still..." Halfway through Qin Moyan's words, he couldn't help but press his lips together, and a little smile appeared from the corner of his mouth.

When he spoke, his eyes were lowered, his eyelashes were covered by thick eyelashes, and the action of cutting steak with a pair of plain white hands was familiar and elegant.

Lu Xiye's eyes became greedy, as if he wanted to suck him into his eyes.

"Lu Xiye", when the dinner plate was pushed over, Qin Moyan's eyes slightly bent, like a child begging for rewards: "See if I divided it well?"

"Okay." Lu Xiye stared at him: "I will give you points in the future."

Such words seemed to be coquettish, which made Qin Moyan stunned for a moment, and then he said: "Of course you can if you want."

"Divided for a lifetime." Lu Xiye said again, but he regretted it as soon as he said it, because there was a word "fen" in this sentence.

"Okay." Qin Moyan had already laughed, thinking that Lu Xiye's clingy appearance was especially cute.

When Lu Xiye talked to him, when Lu Xiye was attached to him, when Lu Xiye only looked at him, even when he slightly bent his eyes...

That kind of happiness seems to be able to dilute all bad things.

Qin Moyan forced himself to be quiet, he raised his eyes and only looked at Lu Xiye.

"Lu Xiye," he said softly, "my waist and the base of my leg still hurt a little."

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