The whole world thinks I still love him [Rebirth]

There are some people who can be easily captivating.

When Cong Lie entered the door, Yun Ji had this thought sadly.

Cong Lie dressed very simply.

The white T-shirt and leather jacket are a little thin for early spring, as if they were put on in a hurry before going out, but they can't cover the youthful vitality that is unique to him.

His hair has not been gelled yet, and a few strands of forehead hair hang down casually, just falling on those bright eyes, with a kind of beauty and flamboyance concealed by laziness.

"Do you have something to do?" Yunji felt a little abruptly cold when he opened his mouth.

He recalled that in his previous life, he followed Cong Lie like a donkey chasing carrots.

Not to mention that someone specially came to his humble house, even if Cong Lie condescended and smiled at him, he would be happy to eat two more bites of food.

He avoided Cong Lie's gaze, and softened his tone a little, "I didn't say hello in advance when I came here."

"I," Cong Lie touched the tip of his nose with his index finger, as if hesitating to say something, "I want to ask if you have time tonight."

His voice is clearer than on the phone, and he has a good voice like a musical instrument.

"Tonight?" Yunji began to think about it.

Yes, history repeated itself.

He still remembered that day, Cong Lie invited him to the outrageously expensive kaiseki restaurant in the third ring for the first time.

How happy he was at that time, like a boy of seventeen or eighteen, he felt that he was not suitable for wearing anything, and wished he could wear a tuxedo to a banquet.

When we arrived at the store, the table was filled with sashimi and cold salad.

In fact, with his untouchable appetite, he deserved some roasted birds and ochazuke.

But his spirit is high, everything looks like what Cong Lie likes to eat.

There is a carat diamond earring in his arms, because Cong Lie said in a variety interview that the only acceptable daily accessories are earrings.

He thought, how beautiful would Cong Lie's outstanding profile be if he had a small star-like earring?

He sat cross-legged on the tatami in the private room, and even sketched out the picture of Cong Lie wearing the earrings he gave him on stage in the future.

Then the waiter came in and asked him, "Sir, is the person you were waiting for not here yet? Do you need a fresh sashimi for you?"

I don't know where I got the confidence in my previous life. After waiting for more than an hour, Yunji was sure that Cong Lie would definitely come.

He not only changed the sashimi on the table, but also added two hand grips.

In case Cong Lie was stuck in traffic on the road for a long time, he could still use the pad to cushion his stomach first.

The middle waiter came over again, "Sir, is the guest you are waiting for already on the way? We provide pick-up service."

Yunji joined the society before leaving middle school, so he couldn't tell if he was afraid that he would waste another round of sashimi?

But he didn't want to call Cong Lie, as if he was getting impatient.

He was exhaustive, the only thing he didn't expect was that no one came after eight o'clock in the evening.

Finally, he called Cong Lie, but it was his assistant Liang Chao who answered the phone.

Assistant Liang was very polite, and told Yunji that their rehearsal time was late today, Cong Lie invited everyone to have a barbecue together, and when there were more people, they drank too much.

Now thinking of this, Yunji almost laughed.

At that time, he didn't ask Cong Lie if he could still come, and he didn't even mention that he had been waiting at the Japanese grocery store all night.

He asked Liang Chao: "How much wine did he drink? Is his throat okay? Do you need me to pick him up?"

Through the phone, Yunji heard the deep voice gradually approaching: "Who is it? Just hang up on unimportant things."

Then it really hangs up.

The next day Cong Lie explained to him lightly "I'm sorry I forgot".

From these six words, Yunji understood that he puts his career first, that he doesn't play tricks on the staff, and that he shouldn't care about such a trivial matter as eating and letting pigeons go.

He left the diamond earring with the velvet box on Cong Lie's pillow, but he never saw Cong Lie wearing it.

"I'm not planning to go out tonight." Yunji lowered his eyes, hiding the alienation in his eyes.

"Do you have anything to do tonight?" Cong Lie pursed his lips and paused, "I heard that there is a new kaiseki restaurant in Sanhuan..."

"I have nothing else to do," Yunji said calmly, "I just don't want to eat Japanese food."

In this life, he doesn't want to do anything for Cong Lie anymore, even making excuses to perfunctory him feels it's unnecessary.

Having spent so much time in Vanity Fair in his previous life, he should have understood that what he was after was not about business.

In this life, he just wanted to break up with Cong Lie decently, and not fall down in the same pit twice.

"Don't want to eat Japanese food? Then what do you want to eat?" Cong Lie asked him again just like he had to eat this meal today.

Yunji felt that Cong Lie was a little unusual today.

According to Cong Lie's temperament, if Yunji had some objections, he would not be angry, but would just say "forget it" indifferently.

"Forget it, then you go home by yourself."

"Forget it, I don't know either."

"Forget it, that's it."

"Forget it, I can do it."

But now Yunji is too lazy to pursue it.

Whether Cong Lie was about to starve to death and had to make dinner at noon, or he couldn't get used to being rejected by a donkey as a carrot, Yunji didn't care much.

Today he wanted to take Cong Lie's lines, "Forget it, eat it yourself."

Cong Lie didn't seem to expect such a response, raised his eyebrows, and said in a cold tone, "What?"

Yunji yelled at him and his younger brother who was watching the fun, "Get out, I've finished what I said today, and I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have anything to say."

He wanted to be alone for a while, to sort out the whole matter of being born again.

Both Yun Shu and Cong Lie were surprised by how they were treated.

"Brother, I still want to take you out for dinner."

"..."

"I'm making instant noodles. I just said I won't go out today." Yunji rubbed his neck and loosened his shoulders, "Get lost, don't make me say it a third time."

Yun Shu glared at Cong Lie, picked up his schoolbag and ran away.

Cong Lie was still standing at the gate.

Yunji smiled at him with a very polite tone, "Can't you understand people's language?"

He was not a very polite person in his previous life, and all Zhou Quan was reserved for Cong Lie.

But his thoughtfulness is like a broken broom, no one cherishes it except himself.

It turns out that death is really a very short and sharp thing.

It cuts through people's fantasy quickly, and what was thought to be honey at first turns out to be pus in a sore.

When it flows out, the dream wakes up.

Looking back at the previous life backwards, Yunji felt that he was unsightly.

Others put "I don't like you" on their faces, but he still leaned forward with a stern face.

Fortunately, his little liking was worthless in his previous life.

He must have known himself in this life.

Cong Lie frowned tightly, looking down at him, "Yunji, why don't you go out to eat with me?"

This is normal Cong Lie.

Proud, direct, and unrestrained.

Of course, Yunji never rejected him before.

But since you want to leave, there must be a beginning.

"Are you losing your temper with me?" Cong Lie stared at him.

Those eyes were sharp and sharp, which once reminded Yunji of the river that had just melted in the spring night.

It was just such a pair of eyes that made him fall in love at first sight so vulgarly.

He didn't expect Cong Lie to be so sensitive.

In the past, he hinted in Cong Lie's ear ten thousand times that he wanted to wear a pair of couple rings, but he couldn't receive any signal over there.

Although the direction of understanding is not so correct.

About breaking up, Yunji originally wanted to take it easy.

A very important part of the reason is that he is not sure what kind of relationship they are at this point in time.

According to his previous life, the two of them had eaten and slept together, so he must have regarded himself as a boyfriend.

But he doesn't dare now, maybe in the heart of big star Cong Lie, it's hard to say that he is just an overly fanatical fan.

But just now when Cong Lie came up, he was confused.

Losing his temper?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Cong Lie's expression softened a little, "I'll finish my rehearsal at five o'clock tonight, and I can arrive at the store at six o'clock. You can wait for me in the store."

Yunji's first reaction was that Cong Lie couldn't understand human speech.

But he figured it out after a little thought.

In his previous life, he was too obedient to Cong Lie. If Cong Lie told him to go east, he would not go west.

Even if there was a trap to the east, he would step on it without hesitation.

This is the obsession.

"Okay." Yunji agreed casually.

He felt that Cong Lie didn't cry when he didn't see the coffin today, and he just wanted him to leave quickly.

About 1.8 meters tall, he was blocking there like a goalkeeper, and he seemed to be in the way.

After Cong Lie left, Yunji lay back on the bed again, trying to recall his state at this time.

Three years ago, he was not married to Cong Lie.

But he had already broken up with Mr. Yun because of him.

His dad couldn't accept him finding a man who could sing.

In Yun Shichu's philosophy of life, in the entertainment industry, whether it is singing and dancing or acting and talking cross talk, they all have to be classified as "actors".

He yelled at Yunji with just a few words: "Ignorant Lizi! In the early years, these things wanted to show their faces on TV, who wouldn't climb on the bed? Why was your Uncle Xu dumped by his wife? It's because of those little actors. I didn’t keep my pants and crotch when I posted it! You see how many good people in the world are not enough, you have to find a ruthless actor, why do you have to fall on the ground in this life to have fun!”

At that time, Yunji felt that his father was simply feudal and autocratic.

Besides Cong Lie's bad temper, he is completely the most beautiful snow lotus on Mount Everest. It is a luxury for ordinary people to take a look at it. How could he be meddled by these evil capitals?

In a way, both he and his father were right.

Cong Lie is indeed the flower of Gaoling, and he is indeed ruthless.

Thinking about it this way, Yunji understood a little bit.

It's as normal as Cong Lie doesn't love him.

This can't be blamed on others at all, it can only be blamed on him for mistakenly picking himself out when he counted all evil capital.

He is the son of Wan Evil Capital, and he himself once had a large sum of Wan Evil Capital.

With all these evil buffs stacked on him, how could he have the heart to poison others' Mount Everest snow lotus?

It took me my life to figure out such a simple truth, and there was nothing to be wronged about.

But Yunji is uncomfortable.

I don't know where it hurts, and his heart, liver, spleen and lungs are pulled into a crumpled ball.

It is absolutely impossible for Yunji to shed tears for the sake of talking about a relationship.

He attributed all the unexplained discomfort to stomach pain, and he didn't bother to make instant noodles. He poured himself a cup of warm water and went back to bed to lie down.

It happened to be a cloudy day, and there was going to be a heavy rain at night.

Think about this time in my previous life, sitting in the private room of a restaurant like a fool.

Outside is the sound of crackling rain and strong wind.

He also felt it was a secure romance.

But actually?The quilt is the home for rainy days.

Anyway, Cong Lie wouldn't really go to the Japanese grocery store, and it wouldn't take an afternoon if there was something big going on.

Yunji tucked himself into the quilt directly, and added a cashmere blanket that he had always disliked.

The blanket was a haute couture piece worn by that little kid Yun Shu, and the black and white presbyopia made his eyes hurt.

But after all, it is made of cashmere, and the cover is still warm.

The warmth slowly relieved the discomfort in his heart, and Yunji's consciousness soon faded away.

On and off, he had a lot of dreams.

He dreamed that the old man threw the purple clay pot that he had been holding for ten years to the ground, "You rebellious son! If you dare to provoke that singing boy, don't come into this house in the future!"

He was still explaining, "Cong Lie succeeded entirely by his own efforts, what's the difference from you starting from scratch?"

"Success?" Yun Shichu looked at his son inexplicably, as if he felt the need to re-examine him for the first time, "Success is success if you can sing a few songs? Why did you take you to the business field when you were 15 years old? Is it so that the two of you can only see the tip of your nose?"

He understood then.

He and his dad measure affection differently.

His father looked at a relationship with the old capital's eyes that had been battle-tested.

Yunji thought he was smarter.

He thought that love cannot be faked, but the way Cong Lie loves himself is not superficial.

But he never thought that the reason why he thinks that Cong Lie loves him is just because he loves too blindly and deceives himself.

"If you want to make mistakes, I can't stop them." Yun Shichu waved his hand impatiently, "Take off the clothes of the Yun family, and make your own way. If you really have the backbone and know what you want to do, don't get involved in the clouds." resources at home. Go outside and suffer a little bit to see what is self-made and what is success.”

During that time, her mother, Huai Yunshu, had been looking forward to giving birth to a girl, hoping that she could give her a carefree life.

In the end, she didn't look forward to the girl, and she disappeared without even meeting the little son.

So Yun Shichu fulfilled half of his wife's wish, treated Yun Shu like a daughter, and gave Yunji all the sternness that came out of the relief.

Ever since he lost his loving mother, Yunji has been beaten and beaten by his strict father all the way up.

Thinking back now, except for the road of feelings, Yun Shichu has always watched Yunji fall into various pits, and has never joined hands.

In the dream, I was young and energetic, and I was very aggressive, "Leave as soon as I go, I wish others would know that my surname is Yun Ye Mingji, not just the eldest son of the Yun family!"

Yun Shichu was so angry that his face turned pale, and suddenly his dyed jet-black hair turned completely white.

While furious, Yunji looked at him in surprise, "Dad?"

Yun Shichu's face was extremely old in an instant, with no blood left, "Nizi, isn't it enough to piss me off once? You must find that actor?"

Yunji wanted to help him in a panic, and explained palely: "I didn't..."

The sleeves of the silk Tang suit gradually became empty, and soon collapsed into Yunji's hands.

"Dad...Dad...Dad!" Yunji exclaimed and woke up, only to realize that it was just a dream.

His heart was pounding, almost jumping into his mouth.

His whole body was drenched in sweat, stuck to his pajamas, and soon became cold as soon as he got out of the quilt.

Yunji poured half a glass of cold water in his dry mouth to suppress the palpitations.

He had the urge to call Yun Shichu immediately.

After splashing cold water on his face, he calmed down again.

The old man will only be angrier if he has just been kicked out and has nothing to say.

He wanted to send Yun Shu a text message to remind him, but noticed that there were three missed calls on his phone.

Yunji glanced at the time, it was almost nine o'clock.

All the calls were from Liang Chao.

Yunji didn't care about it, and was about to take a shower and change into his pajamas when the phone rang again.

"Hey, Liang Chao?" He tucked his phone between his shoulders and looked for new pajamas from the closet.

Assistant Liang's voice was full of uncontrollable anxiety, "Mr. Yun, is Teacher Cong with you?"

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感谢在2022-05-1111:21:29~2022-05-1121:28:31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 shallow water bomb: 3 candied haws;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: soup bag without soup, 1 pear;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：克罗地亚狂想曲、5501503120瓶；木子吉14瓶；路柏沅的猪猪10瓶；苏奕3瓶；你是我的白月光1瓶；

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