The whole world thinks I still love him [Rebirth]

On the other end of the phone, Yun Shu didn't have a good tone towards Cong Lie, "What happened to my brother's stomach, you're an ex-boyfriend, can you handle it?"

Cong Lie took a puff of cigarette, narrowed his eyes slightly, "I always feel that you love your brother very much, so you don't know."

"I know, but I won't tell you." Yun Shu continued coldly, "When the child is dead, you're breastfeeding. If the relationship is gone, why are you pretending to care about it? Let me tell you, Cong Lie, my brother doesn't care about it." Not what you like."

"Do you want to talk? Why are there so many nonsense?" Cong Lie was not a patient person.

As soon as Yun Shu heard his attitude, he became angry, "I. He. Mom won't talk about it. You are so kind. You can ask my brother yourself. I laughed to death. Cong Lie, you are so awesome. Force you to have the ability to do it yourself Go ask my brother, don't ask me!"

Cong Lie hung up the phone directly.

He bit the almost burnt Su cigarette, and looked out the window at the sunny spring.

In his mind, he recalled the scene that had been lingering in his mind for the past few days.

Yun Shu pointed to his nose and asked him, "What is wrong with my brother? You made him humiliate you in front of the whole world?"

Cong Lie sat on a leather sofa by himself, crossed his legs and looked at him, "Your brother likes me, that's his business. I don't want to marry him, that's my freedom."

"Cong Lie, are you a man? If you don't like him, how can you accept him? If you don't like him, don't you reject him?" Yun Shu shouted at him at the top of her voice.

"What's the benefit of me picking him up?" Cong Lie was puzzled, "He pursued me and I rejected him, will he listen?"

"Okay, you didn't benefit from picking him up. Then you're not surprised..." Yun Shu was annoyed, "...Do you think you're just lucky?"

"Thank you, I'm unlucky. I sang, and some people like it and others listen to it. It has nothing to do with luck." Cong Lie swept Yun Shu's distraught face lightly, "I don't care about those things of you ordinary people."

"Ordinary? Then let me tell you," Yun Shu laughed back angrily, "My brother, an ordinary man, is in such poor health, it's all thanks to you, a god!"

Cong Lie's eyes paused, and he looked up.

"When did he ever beg for someone? Just ask, Cong Lie, go and ask Yunji when he begged for someone for himself! Do you think it's so easy to owe favors? He has a bad stomach and drinks with all kinds of grandchildren He went to the hospital in the middle of the night after drinking several times, will he tell you Cong Lie? If you don't know, it means it didn't happen?"

Cong Lie frowned at him, trying to discern the truth of what he said.

"I know that you take yourself seriously because of your a little bit, and my brother also takes you seriously, and he is a sweetheart, what about you? Are you worthy of his mother! Still holding it here, you Who thought you were serving a job for you! Shit!" Yun Shu waved his hand, and there was the sound of cups and saucers breaking.

Cong Lie remained silent, his gaze deepened, "What are you talking about?"

Yun Shu loosened his shoulders a little, "You can figure it out. I can't care about the hardships my brother suffered with you before. But now he is determined to marry you. If you still dare to play with him, Cong Lie, I promise I can destroy you."

"Cong Lie, Yunji is just a fool. He won't say anything, and he won't let me say anything. I don't want to say anything, but I don't care about any price. Cong Lie, I'd rather die with you than let Yunji suffer any more grievances." .” He seemed to be telling an extremely painful riddle, gnashing his teeth, but remained silent.

Cong Lie in the picture leaned forward slightly, "He won't tell you to say it and you won't say it? You might as well talk about it, it may be more useful than your touching declarations."

"Cong Lie, you blind..." Before Yun Shu could finish cursing, the scene dissipated.

Cong Lie held his cigarette, but his mind was not on how Yun Shu would ruin himself.

There are too many people in this world who want to destroy him, and this so-called threat has no deterrent effect in Cong Lie's ears.

He dimmed the cigarette butt, and recalled word by word what Yun Shu said earlier in that inexplicable scene.

First of all, Yunji's stomach is bad. Cong Lie already knew it, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

Then Yun Shu accused herself of being responsible for Yunji's body, and asked herself to marry Yunji?

But Cong Lie felt that what Yun Shu said about Yunji and someone who drank so much that he went to the hospital didn't match up, because he had personally picked up Yunji to the hospital the last few times, and he was sure that Yunji hadn't had a drink for a long time.

Furthermore, now that Yunji saw that he didn't even have a straight eye, where did he get married after his hands were divided?

The mood and voice of Yun Shu's speech were so clear and real that it could be regarded as completely invisible, so that it was hard for Cong Lie to imagine that it might just be a part of his imagination.

Sometimes people have the illusion that they have experienced something somewhere, but when they want to capture it, they seem to be unable to grasp anything.

And combined with the phone call he made just now, it was even more impossible for Yun Shu to say such a thing to him.

Now Yun Shu didn't want him to get close to Yunji at all, let alone force him to marry Yunji.

No matter how hard Cong Lie tried to recall now, he just couldn't remember what Yun Shu said later in the scene.

Could it be that he said some nonsense again?

He lit another cigarette and finished it slowly on the balcony.

The smoke was very spicy, obviously passed through the lungs, but it made Cong Lie feel uncomfortable.

From time to time, he always thought about some of the scenes without beginning and end. Cong Lie wanted to find a source, but he couldn't start.

Yun Shu's words didn't hurt or itch at all to him, but he just felt pain in his heart.

Looking at the people inside through the glass of the balcony, the more I looked at Cong Lie, the more painful I felt.

Before finishing a cigarette, Cong Lie went back to the living room, went to the sofa and sat down again.

Yunji fell asleep so soundly that a corner of the blanket slipped to the ground.

The blanket was covered again, and he stayed by the sofa for a while, but the feeling of emptiness and anxiety in Cong Lie's heart was still lingering.

He walked around the living room a few times, filled a hot water bottle and covered Yunji's stomach.

Yunji seemed to feel better, his face turned a little rosy, holding a hot water bottle, like an unsuspecting child.

But Cong Lie was still uncomfortable.

It seemed that as long as he didn't see Yunji, the invisible thread in his heart would be tensed, pulling out all his heart, liver, spleen and lungs, and splashing them all on the small round rug in front of the sofa.

Cong Lie clutched his chest for a long time, threw a stick of Su Yan in the cabinet into the trash can, and carried the person on the sofa into the bedroom.

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During the May Day holiday, Yunji received a notification letter from the program team.

"I'll go, the first stop is to go to the seaside?" Fu Qing looked at Yunji sympathetically, "With your flamboyant northern mouth, are you used to the food there?"

"I can't get used to it." Yunji nodded the underpants and vest he was about to take on the road. "I like pineapple rice and coconut chicken, okay?"

"Then you can't eat those every day, or I'll ask my mother to make you some snacks and you take them with you?" Fu Qing asked him.

Yunji was packing all kinds of medicines one by one, "Pull it down, don't bother Aunt Tang, besides, you see, there are Chinese medicine pots in my big and small bags, and the temperature over there is also high. I can't let it go."

"This program group is also a real dog," Fu Qing pouted, "People go to Nanshi in hot weather, isn't it just to save money in the off-season? But at this time, there might be a typhoon or something, you are alone Be careful over there."

"Typhoon? The typhoon will wait until June and July, right? Besides, Xiao Liao is not with me, so he can't be considered alone." After packing a box, Yunji wanted to kneel on it and close the lid.

But he had just injured his right leg not long ago, so he couldn't exert too much force, and he didn't press down on the lid for a long time.

Fu Qing knew that he had a lot of self-esteem, and secretly felt sorry for him, but she didn't dare to help.

"Get up." Cong Lie didn't know when he came over, holding Yunji's wrist, and pulling him up from the box.

Yunji was sweating, and was still a little dazed when he was helped to the sofa.

Cong Lie reopened his box and picked out a few heavy things.

He took away the casserole and some glass bottles.

"What are you doing?" Yunji grabbed the casserole and refused to let him take it away.

"When the time comes, you won't be able to walk with this pile of things, isn't it delaying the progress?" Cong Lie was dragged by him and couldn't walk, so he bent down and took out a bag of clothes from his box.

Fu Qing rolled her eyes slightly, and pulled Yunji's hand down, "What he said makes sense, let him hold it."

When Yunji let go, Cong Lie left with his pile of small pots and bottles.

"He can take it if he likes it," Fu Qing whispered into Yunji's ear, "No matter what, he still owes you. Even if you two are no longer together, it's okay to let His Majesty the King of Songs do some foolish effort."

Yunji was a little tired after packing his luggage, and leaned on the sofa to get a glass of water.

Cong Lie came back again and took the cold water bottle out of the radius of his arm.

Yunji gave a soft "Hello", and didn't bother to talk to him again, put his wrist on his eyes, and rolled his Adam's apple dryly.

A minute later, Cong Lie came over with a cup of pear soup, and put it in Yunji's hands, his voice was cold, "Drink cold water, I think you will be absent from the first recording."

Yunji was so thirsty that he opened the soup cup and took a sip. The warm aroma of pears and the sweetness of rock sugar instantly moistened his lungs, and his breathing became smoother.

Holding a cup of soup in his hand, he drank it slowly, and his face slowly recovered some blood.

Fu Qing watched Cong Lie go back to his guest bedroom to clean up, turned her face to look at Yunji, her eyes were still hesitant to speak.

She hesitated for a while, and finally tensed up, only speaking from Yunji's physical condition, "I said, you can be so tired just by packing a box now, and when you participate in the show, you will suffer even more?"

"I'm just a foil. You don't need to exert the strength of the protagonist, so you don't have to worry too much." After finishing the soup, Yunji used a toothpick to prick wolfberries from a small cup to eat.

"That's fine. If you have anything to do, you can go to Xiao Liao. Anyway, he looks at you now as if he is looking at God. He can't wait to dig out his heart, liver and lungs to honor you. He will definitely be happier if you order him." Legs dangling on the sofa.

She looked around, "Where's your little chubby dog? I remember it's fresh every time I come here."

"Zha Xiaoli?" Yunji ate up a cup of soup and licked his lips, "Let Yun Shu take him away, there will be no one at home in a few days, I'm afraid it won't be able to do it by itself."

"Haha, let me just say, the little dog was stuck to Cong Lie's body every day before, and he followed wherever he went, and now he is not used to not seeing it." Fu Qing was chatting with Yunji, and when she raised her eyes, she didn't realize that he was already asleep. up.

It was a spring afternoon, and there was a draft in the living room.

Fu Qing was about to call him up and tell him to go back to the bedroom to rest, so she went back by herself.

"Don't call him." Cong Lie's voice was low and not gentle.

Fu Qing was puzzled and wanted to ask if she didn't catch a cold, but she saw Cong Lie deftly shaking out the blanket from the cabinet next to the sofa to wrap him up, then picked him up and walked towards the bedroom.

Fu Qing followed curiously, seeing Yunji being carried all the way to the bed, she didn't wake up, she just rolled over with a soft hum.

Seeing Cong Lie come out of the bedroom, Fu Qing touched the bridge of her nose, a little embarrassed to find something to say, "He is like this, can he go to the show?"

Cong Lie glanced at her coldly, then suddenly remembered something, and asked her stiffly: "Apart from beef and mutton, is there any taboo in Yunji?"

Fu Qing let out a "huh" in her heart, but her mouth was still cooperative, "He, except for hairtail, other seafood is just so-so. I like river seafood more, but I usually don't eat shellfish."

Cong Lie opened the box to reveal several seasonings, all of which are time-honored brands in the north that are not commonly used in the south.

"Are you allergic? Or don't you like it?" He looked up at Fu Qing.

Fu Qing scratched her head, "Mainly because he's lazy? He doesn't eat shrimp, but he likes shrimp. He doesn't like shellfish, but he eats fried clams. I've heard that shad is delicious, but I haven't actually seen him eat it. I guess If you have too many fish bones, you don’t like to eat them all.”

"Yeah." Cong Lie responded coldly, "Where's the fruit?"

"He likes to eat fruits, but he has such an appetite that he always feels uncomfortable if he eats too much." Fu Qing leaned against the door frame, "I remember that when he was young, his father was very strict with him, and he was not allowed to eat and drink casually. Once he When I came to my house to play, someone gave my brother a box of green mangoes. My mother thought he liked it, so she peeled off a lot and gave him something to eat. Later, he was ill and didn’t come for half a month. I asked him Even mangoes can be eaten bad."

Cong Lie was stuffing Yunji's small pot of medicine next to the chicken powder, when he heard this, his hands froze, "Can't he eat mangoes?"

"It's not impossible, but if you eat a little too much, you may feel uncomfortable." Fu Qing recalled, "You must not drink cold milk. I remember that there was a gastroenteritis because of this."

"With his body, he always drank before?" Cong Lie seemed to be in pain, and his voice was gnashing his teeth so that it was almost out of tune.

Fu Qing thought that he had something to say about Yunji again, so she couldn't help defending, "Is he willing to do this kind of thing? Yun's family is in business, so which businessman can not drink? Besides, Yunji is famous for his drinking capacity. Okay, haven't you practiced it since you were a child?"

"Even you think it's a good thing that he can drink well?" Cong Lie's hand holding the handle of the pot was faintly blue.

Fu Qing didn't understand why he was angry with her, so she yelled at him: "Yunji lost his mother since he was a child, so he can only count on himself to love him. He knows it in his heart, and he can't always count on certain things for nothing. Only in the end did I realize that my expectations were wrong.”

Although she was afraid of Conglie's temper, she saw with her own eyes that Yunji had suffered so much from him.

Even if she didn't dare to bluntly throw the sacrifices Yunji made in Cong Lie's face, Fu Qing would be happy to quarrel with him.

She thought that Cong Lie must argue with herself, but saw Cong Lie ask with a pale face: "Apart from fruit and milk, is there anything else that can't be eaten?"

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感谢在2022-06-0610:44:02~2022-06-0621:29:49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 landmine: 1 Huaijiao;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Anyuan; 10 bottles of Vest and Liren Gu; 7 bottles of Taoyiyiyiyi; 4 bottles of Morphine;

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