Rebirth of Jinse Nianhua

2011年10月1日，建国62周年，同时也是我第二世16岁的生日。

From eight o'clock in the morning, almost every channel on the TV is desperately broadcasting various celebrations and programs related to the 62nd anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. There are dozens of channels, but the content broadcast is similar to previous years. People can't arouse the interest of carefully appreciating.

Song Yu got up early in the morning and went into the kitchen to start preparing for my annual birthday party. My sister was still on the plane and would be home before noon.

No one was with me, so I could only wander around in the living room boredly by myself, touching things here and there, thinking of going into the kitchen to see Song Yu, but I was afraid that I couldn’t do anything and would only get in the way. He's made trouble, he's had enough, and I don't want to add a single feather to his weight.

The scene that happened at the entrance of the Xinyuan Hotel last night seemed to be still in front of me. Facing the wanton provocations of Bai Nuoqi and Song Ninggao, Song Yu was as isolated and helpless as a light straw in a torrent of water. I can only stumble along.

And I, even if I'm there, can't do anything, I can't help him in the slightest, the only thing I can do is feel sorry for him, keep loving him.

Bai Nuoqi ordered someone to remove the four wheels of Song Yu's Audi Q7. Although she had "kindly" reminded us in advance, when we went down to the garage and saw that none of the four wheels were left, my heart still remained. Some inexplicable mixed flavors.

But I couldn't figure out where Song Yu's calmness and composure came from. At that moment, I couldn't even catch even a little bit of anger and unwillingness in his face and eyes.

"Call the police." I tentatively suggested that even if Bai Nuoqi's family is rich and powerful, she does not have the qualifications and power to act recklessly. No one is born to be trampled and humiliated by her.

"Don't Tongtong remember what brother-in-law said to you just now?" Song Yu put his hands on my shoulders and forced me to look up into his eyes, "It's not worth it."

"But there is a camera installed in the garage. Can she still deny it?" I was so angry that my whole body was shaking violently, and the camera obliquely above recorded my ferocious expression in every detail.

Song Yu pondered for a while, his handsome brows were tightly frowned and then opened quickly. I looked at him so expectantly, but the answer he gave me instantly shattered all my hopes of counterattack. Spit out three simple words: "She can."

"..." I was choked up and had nothing to say, I could only stare blankly at Song Yu's calm and motionless face.

Is there any limit to the endurance of this man in front of him?Four years ago, he could endure everyone pointing at him and resolutely chose to give up everything and leave the Song family. He could endure the embarrassing situation of bumping into walls and being restrained everywhere when he started from scratch. He could endure the woman he abandoned everything and wanted to protect him. Now that he is in a predicament and is indifferent to being ignored, he can bear the hatred of his brothers and sisters sublimated to the point where he can disappear immediately. He can bear the wanton behavior of his childhood sweetheart because of the breakdown of a political marriage full of commercial interests. revenge...

He is so stupid, so stupid that he doesn't want to hurt anyone and only knows to bear it silently, but I can't change the fact that I love this stubborn man more and more.

"It hurts." I bit my lower lip tightly, and covered the position of my heart with both hands, my whole body was so painful that I curled up into a ball.

Song Yu was terrified, and hurriedly squatted down with me, and stretched out his long arms to pick me up horizontally to check my condition.

He can be indifferent when the car is removed by four wheels, but if I lose even one hair, he will be so heartbroken that he can't sleep. I just know Song Yu's weakness, from the previous life to this life.

I pressed Song Yu's extended hand, held it tightly, and carefully pressed my face to feel his temperature. I didn't speak, and it seemed superfluous to say anything at this time.

"Tongtong?" Song Yu is a smart person, and the huge contrast between my performance has already given him an insight into my little thoughts.

"Shhh, don't talk." I shook my head lightly, controlled the volume and only hovered between the two of us, "Just let me lean in like this."

"Okay." He agreed as expected, and his 1.8-meter-five-meter-long man cooperated with me and squatted on the ground obediently like an obedient child.

I tilted my head and stared at his face, with a faint smile on the corner of my mouth. At that moment, the world seemed so quiet that there were only the two of us left. Ruan Jitong and Song Yu were the whole world, and no one could interfere.

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"Tongtong, fourth brother is looking for you."

At some point, Song Yu had already stood behind me unknowingly. I withdrew my thoughts and turned to look at him. He was still wearing a kawaii apron, with a fine layer of sweat on his forehead, holding Song Yu in his hand. On Mi's mobile phone, the screen shows that the call is still in progress.

That's right, and Song Mi, he will never turn his back on Song Yu.

"I'll go upstairs and have a private conversation with my fourth brother." I snatched the cell phone from Song Yu's hand with Ruan Jitong's brutal and unreasonable tactics, and then quickly ran to my room on the second floor. Behind me was Song Yu in a low voice. laughter.

Panting, I ran back to the room, closed the door with a "bang", and leaned against the door to catch my breath. Then I put the phone to my ear and called out sweetly: "Fourth brother~"

On the other end of the phone, Song Mi's slightly lazy voice came through the current: "Little darling, do you have something to whisper to fourth brother?"

"Didn't fourth brother come to me first?" I stuck out my tongue treacherously, and threw the conversation back to Song Mi, "fourth brother said it first."

"Little clever ghost, fourth brother can't beat you." Song Mi laughed, "Isn't it because today is the birthday of the good boy, so the fourth brother specially called to ask the good boy if there is any gift he wants? If there is something, the fourth brother will immediately ask the assistant to buy it, and the fourth brother is sensitive and cannot publicly celebrate Tongtong's birthday, Tongtong should understand, right?"

"It's good that the fourth brother can remember me, and I don't want the other Tongtongs." First, if you want to refuse a move, you will welcome it, and this move will try it all.

"Tongtong doesn't need to save money for the fourth brother, just ask what you want, even if Tongtong wants the life of the fourth brother, the fourth brother will give it to Tongtong without saying a word." One thing that Song Mi is better than Song Yu is that he never uses sweet words. Writing drafts without blushing and heartbeat, this kind of pediatrics is as simple as going to the vegetable market to buy a Chinese cabbage for him, and it is easy to do.

But what's useless about me is that after two lifetimes, I still can't completely resist Song Mi's sweet talk, and I'm often led by him by the nose.

Fortunately, I woke up in time before I fell into the honey pot. Thinking of those two hateful bad women, I made up my mind to win over Song Mi, my big backer.

2013-11-05

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