Mr. Rebirth hold hands

Chen Lili jumped from the top of the real estate where she and Qin Zhihong lived, wearing a red dress, her head and face were blurry.

The old man is still in the hospital, the eldest of the Qin family has returned to the capital, and the second daughter-in-law hurried back with her children to take care of the old man.

The news was suppressed with all its strength, but it didn't spread, and everyone in the circle who should know knew it.In this regard, men mostly sigh for a stubborn woman, while women are glad that the vixen is not at home.

The people in the Xu family were stunned. The one who got involved with Qin Zhihong was Xu Lingjun's sister-in-law, the sister of her current husband, Bai Huaping.

Although he didn't know how Bai Zimu got involved with Qin Zhihong, the Xu family bore most of the Qin family's anger.

Qin Huanlang went to the ward to look at his grandfather, rubbed his head and went out, and punched his fist on the wall, scaring his cousin.

Qin Huanbin nervously held his cousin's hand and looked at it again and again, feeling distressed and complaining: "Why are you making trouble with yourself? Don't be angry, grandpa has a mother to take care of them, don't worry."

Although they seldom lived together since childhood, the love for Qin Huanlang from the two elders of the Qin family was real.As they grow older, the younger generation of the Qin family also feel sorry for their talented but flawed little cousin.

It's just that each other missed the childhood when it was best to cultivate feelings, and now they can only approach slowly with embarrassment when they grow up.

Secretary Qin brought the water in time, watched Qin Huanlang take the medicine again, and felt that his hair that hadn't fallen out for many years had fallen out terribly in the past two days.

Qin Huanbin is two years older than Qin Huanlang, and he is a graduate student at the Institute of Astronautics, and he doesn't like his uncle at all.

What happened this time was beyond people's expectations.

If it is said that Qin Zhihong's discord with Xu Lingjun had no basis in his relationship, Chen Lili was his lover whom he held in his hands and cherished for so many years. The two even gave birth to a baby many years ago. Unexpectedly, after they were really together, they became so.

"How did that happen……"

Qin Huanbin couldn't help muttering to himself, and Qin Huanlang laughed lowly.

"If you can't get it, you want it. If you get it, you don't cherish it. That's how people go to Begoge."

Qin Huanbin rubbed his nose: "It's not all like this... My parents just..."

"yes……"

Qin Huanlang slowly slid down against the wall, and squatted by the wall: "The only person like this is my father, you say... Will I be the same person..."

Will I change my mind one day?Or I'm just dreaming now...

"Abin."

The second daughter-in-law of the Qin family pushed the door lightly and came out. Seeing Qin Huanbin sitting on a chair and Qin Huanlang squatting on the ground, his face changed and he approached.

"Aaron, what's wrong?"

Qin Huanlang shook his head and stood up: "Where is Qin Zhihong?"

The second aunt shook her head with a dark face: "I don't know where the person has gone. Every time there is trouble, I hide it. Do you want someone to come out?"

"No need." Qin Huanlang raised the corner of his mouth: "Since he likes to pretend to disappear, let him disappear peacefully for a little longer."

Chen Lili's death ended up being nothing.Many years ago, she severed ties with her family because of Qin Zhihong. After many years, there was no one else besides Chen Yanbei.

Looking at Chen Yanbei who was kneeling in front of the coffin, Qin Huanlang remained silent.

It is not because of his conscience that he wants to do good deeds every day, but more because of doubts deep in his heart.

In his previous life, Qin Zhihong loved Chen Lili to death. Before his sudden death, he still remembered the warm scene of their family of three on vacation.

Chen Yanbei was so thin that he was about to become a bamboo pole. The repeated blows made him haggard. Looking at his mother in the photo, he didn't even have tears.

The mourning hall was quiet, Chen Yanbei quietly looked at the photo of his mother's death, and looked back at Qin Huanlang. For a long time, big tears dripped down his face.

"I used to feel sorry for you, I felt that I had been treated unfairly.

I have known you since I was a child. Because of your existence, I couldn't live with my father in a fair and honest manner, and I couldn't enjoy the love of my grandfather and the approval of my family.

I hate you, I think it's all your fault, I am the most innocent and pitiful person in the world.My mother and I are poor little ones bullied by you and your mother.Without your existence, my life should be happier. "

Qin Huanlang sneered, and Chen Yanbei approached him on his knees.

"At the airport that year, I always remember what you said to me, and I also remember the kick you kicked me. Many times I even thought, if I have the chance, I must let you kneel in front of me and follow me Apologize and say you were wrong."

Qin Huanlang looked down at Chen Yanbei kneeling in front of him, reaching out to grab the corner of his clothes.

"On the day my mother got married, she smiled with tears in her eyes. She said that she had waited for 18 years, hoped for 18 years, and gave up her family and friends. For love, only me, and finally waited for the day of harvesting love—but...why? How did it become today?"

Qin Huanlang looked at Chen Yanbei: "Yeah, why did it become like this? I want to know too."

"Didn't you agree that it's each other's true love? Did you agree to be a family together?"

Chen Yanbei let go of Qin Huanlang's clothes, his voice was hoarse from crying, and his whole body seemed to have lost the vitality of life.

"I used to pity you and think that your life is a tragedy, but now I realize that I am a tragedy. A complete tragedy. A stupid person living in a dream. Saying that I am the crystallization of my parents' love-a big joke! My life is simply a super big joke, a blatant lie! I still think arrogantly that I am happier than you..."

"To this day, only you are here, in front of me."

Chen Yanbei looked at his hands, his eyes blurred: "What's the point of me being alive? But... I'm really... not reconciled...

I feel that if I die like this, I will definitely regret it..."

Qin Huanlang raised his hand and unbuttoned his clothes: "Then what do you want to do?"

He was a little annoyed, he didn't know why he came to see Chen Yanbei.Maybe Chen Yanbei's life was too miserable?But seeing him like this now, he couldn't be happy at all.

It's like seeing a pigeon with broken wings and fluttering, with injuries all over its body.

Chen Yanbei collapsed on the ground: "I don't know what I can do, I beg you, help me, I want to get out of here, out of all this."

He suddenly got up and knelt in front of Qin Huanlang: "I don't know what to do, but I am not reconciled, I beg you, please forgive me, help me, let me get out of here. I swear, what do you want me to do It will be all right!"

Qin Huanlang stared at Chen Yanbei for a long time before saying "Oh".

"Well, although I don't know what you want to do, what you can do, but... I'm looking forward to your future..."

You have no wings in this life, can you still fly?

After Chen Lili was buried, Qin Huanlang asked Secretary Qin to arrange someone to send Chen Yanbei out of the country, five thousand dollars, a passport, and the rest was up to him.

Sitting on the plane back to Shanghai, Qin Huanlang woke up suddenly and looked at the clouds outside the window.

"What is fate?"

Secretary Qin raised his head: "Ah? Fate? Life? Or fate?"

"What is fate?"

Secretary Qin scratched his head: "Is it the so-called destiny?"

"What is fate?"

Back in the small villa, Qin Huanlang went directly to Yang Yang's room, hugged the child, and asked in a low voice.

Yang Yang felt the sense of decadence emanating from Qin Huanlang's body, and let go of the signature pen that was covered with ink.

"Fate? What kind of explanation do you want?"

Qin Huanlang looked at Yang Yang suspiciously: "There are many explanations?"

"Of course." Yang Yang moved the large doll on his back and sat on the bed in pain.

"If it is a noun, the dictionary says it is the experience of life. If you want to talk about fantasy, it is the trajectory from birth to disappearance of people. If you want to drag it a little, it is the direction you want to develop in the future!"

Yang Yang clenched his small fists: "The so-called fate is a direction of development! It is used to change! Maybe it is through oneself, maybe it is influenced by others, and then make a different choice for one thing, and then go in a different direction !"

"The influence of others..." Qin Huanlang whispered, "Will the influence of others be great?"

"I think it depends on one's own choice. To put it bluntly, it is whether the opportunity is grasped."

Yang Yang touched Qin Huanlang's hand: "It is the person who makes the choice, and the influence of others is only a part of the factors. In the end, it is the person who makes the choice—by the way, why are you entangled in this?"

Qin Huanlang smiled wryly, and briefly told Yang Yang about his father, the other party couldn't close his mouth.

Yang Yang rubbed his cheeks fiercely, his mind was empty, except for the word I went, there was nothing else.

There is no most bloody, only more bloody! The novel comes from reality!

Looking at the dejected big demon king, Yang Yang felt a little strange, and stretched out his hand to smooth his hair.

"Why are you so depressed?"

"I'm at a loss. It can be said that I single-handedly facilitated the divorce. The development of the matter was beyond my expectation. The result was both reasonable and unexpected."

Qin Huanlang supported his forehead.

Knowing that Qin Zhihong is such a fickle person, why is he still so dazed now?In the end... what do you want?

Yang Yang reached out to hug Qin Huanlang and patted him on the back.

"It's not right for me to think like this, but sometimes I do think so. People, sometimes they have to be selfish and can't be perfect. It's enough not to hurt others and try to be kind to others. Similarly, you don't It is necessary to take responsibility for other people's thoughts and lives. It is good to have a clear conscience."

Qin Huanlang was hugged by Yang Yang, his eyes narrowed, and the moment he relaxed, a voice rang in his ears.

Hypocrisy, you just want a validation.

Opening his eyes, he saw his 16-year-old self, with a bandage on his head and blood on half of his face, sitting on the head of the bed, looking at him quietly, with a half-smile.

It's all fake, it's an illusion.

Holding Yang Yang in his arms, Qin Huanlang felt the other's body temperature and meditated in his heart.

The 16-year-old chuckled and slowly disappeared.

Yang Yang looked at him suspiciously: "Is it uncomfortable?"

Qin Huanlang took a long breath: "It's okay."

Rubbing the child—no, it can be said that Yang Yang, who has slowly grown into a boy, got up, and Qin Huanlang got up: "Do your homework well, eat more, you are still so short!"

Yang Yang slapped his hand away angrily, watching Qin Huanlang walk out of the room, feeling something was wrong.

Wei Fuming went back to England, and there was no professional person by his side. Yang Yang felt uneasy. After thinking about it, he decided to borrow a computer from Qin Huanlang's study and send Wei Fuming an email.

Qin Huanlang left Yang Yang's room, opened the door of his room, and saw his 16-year-old self sitting on a chair, smiling at him.