After the rebirth, the scumbag went crazy for me

The other side flower in the sea of ​​blood.

On a rainy night, the pouring rain mixed with the cold wind hit, and when Yu Huaixing chased out the door, the little hairball had already gone downstairs and rushed outside.

The torrential rain fell on the ground with a "crash", and Yu Huaixing chased into the rain while shouting the name of Xiaomaotuan.

The cold rain was hazy, and the figure of the little hair ball gradually disappeared on the rain curtain. The bean-sized raindrops hit Yuhuai Xing heavily, causing him pain.

"Little furball!" He called out to the little furball, but he still couldn't see the fluffy white ball.

Looking around nervously, he was afraid that he might miss a corner.

Anxiety and fear surged into his heart together, and his heart began to ache violently. He clutched his heart and leaned against the tree trunk, and the raindrops hit his already soaked clothes through the branches and leaves.

His hands tightly grasped the empty wrist that had lost its red color, and the white and delicate skin was scratched with deep finger marks.

The dam in his heart seemed to be washed away in an instant, some memories flashed, and it was difficult for him to breathe.

He didn't know why the little hairball suddenly ran away, and he didn't know where the little hairball was going.

At this moment, the fire in his life that lured him to live seemed to be gradually extinguished, and the skin of the wrist he was holding was worn away by his nails.

The rain seeped through the wound, and bursts of stinging pain hit him. He looked forward with slack eyes, and strutted his body to move forward.

"Little hairball..."

He took a deep breath, feeling as if his soul had been pulled away, and he was in a trance.

Walking in the rain, he just looked around as if he didn't feel the pain from the rain.

There was a faint vibrating sound mixed with the sound of rain, and the phone in his pocket rang for a long, long time before Yuhuai Xing noticed it.

The phone was connected, and a man's deep voice came from over there. Yu Huaixing stood in the rain with a hoarse voice and said softly: "Gu Cinian..."

The moment Gu Cinian heard Yuhuai Xing's voice, his tone was full of anxiety and tension: "Xing Xing, what's wrong with you? Why is there such a heavy rain, where are you?"

The sound of rain crackled through the handset of the mobile phone, and Gu Cinian became more anxious and flustered: "Xing Xing, talk! Is something wrong?"

Gripping the phone tightly, Yuhuai Xing's heart ached, and it was difficult for him to speak out: "It's a little hairy ball, it's gone..."

The cold rain was getting heavier and heavier, Yu Huaixing was walking alone in the rain, calling for Xiaomaotuan desperately in a hoarse voice.

He never thought that the little hairball would suddenly run away like this, and he began to worry if he had done something wrong, otherwise why would the little hairball leave him suddenly?

The body that was finally warmed by Gu Cinian is now colder in the cold rain than before in the rainstorm. His body shivered unconsciously, but he didn't dare to stop for a moment.

"Stars!" Gu Cinian's nervous and uneasy voice suddenly came from not far away, and the next second the man rushed over and put thick clothes on him and hugged him tightly.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll help you find it!" The umbrella covered Yuhuai Xing's head, and the man's broad and warm embrace embraced him completely.

"It might just run out for something, and it will come back later." Gu Cinian hugged Yuhuai Xing tightly and kept comforting her, her eyes were flushed with distress.

He couldn't imagine how much torture Yuhuai Xing would have suffered in the cold rain if he hadn't called Yu Huai Xing just now with a throbbing heart full of anxiety.

Even if Yuhuai Xing's body is well maintained, he is still prone to cold, and Yuhuai Xing's body can't bear this kind of weather at all.

"Let's go home, let's go home first." Gu Cinian gently stroked Yu Huaixing's cold face, and kept stroking his back to comfort him.

His body was shaking constantly after being drenched in the cold rain for so long, and his already light-colored lips were even paler without a trace of blood at this moment.

Struggling to get out of Gu Cinian's arms, he kept shaking his head: "No, I won't go back, little hairball... I want to find little hairball."

The words Wen Biyu pinched him in the temple flashed in his mind, and he tightly held the wrist of the hand that had lost the red rope, his voice trembling.

"It's gone, little hairball, will it leave me like grandma?"

The hand gripping the wrist kept tightening, and the skinned wrist was even more miserable now.

"Xing Xing!" Gu Ci Nian hurriedly grasped Yu Huai Xing's hand that was tightly clutching his wrist, and he opened his hand while coaxing him.

"Xing Xing, let go of your hand first, be obedient, you will get hurt if you do this." He hugged Yuhuai Xing helplessly and distressed, "Baby is obedient, don't hurt yourself, grab my hand if you feel uncomfortable, Xing Xing..."

Yu Huaixing pushed Gu Cinian away, and hurried forward as if thinking of something, but Gu Cinian grabbed his arm in the next second.

"Where are you going, Star?"

"Look for the little hairball, I'm going to find the little hairball..."

Yuhuai Xing clenched his fists tightly and murmured: "If it doesn't want to live with me, then I'll help it find a new family, but I have to make sure it's fine, it must be fine..."

"It's okay, the little hairball will be fine!" Gu Cinian pulled Yu Huaixing into his arms, and he hugged him tightly for fear that he would hurt himself again.

"I'll help you find it. Xing Xing, I'll help you find the little hair ball." He softly coaxed along Yuhuai Xing's back, "Xing Xing, you go home first, and I'll help you find the little hair ball. There must be someone at home." Ah, what if the little hairball goes home and doesn't see the stars and you run out again, right?"

Feeling that Yuhuai Xing's body froze for a moment, Gu Cinian knew that Yuhuai Xing had listened this time, and hurriedly continued: "It's raining so heavily, what if something really happens to the little hairy ball? So Xing Xing, you Go home first, maybe the little hairball will run home later."

Coaxing like this, Gu Cinian brought Yuhuai Xing home.

Finding clothes for Yu Huaixing to change into, Gu Cinian put a thick blanket on him and poured him another cup of hot water.

"Gu Cinian..." Yu Huaixing held the hot water in his hand, the panic and eagerness in his eyes were always there.

"I know, I'll go find Xiaomaotuan right now." Gu Cinian lightly stroked Yuhuai Xing's face and said worriedly, "Little Maotuan may go home, Xingxing, stay at home and don't go anywhere. do you know?"

Yu Huaixing nodded sharply, Gu Cinian kissed the corner of his mouth distressedly before getting up and going out the door.

Before leaving, he looked back several times uneasy.

A flash of lightning flashed by, and suddenly thunder rumbled outside, Yuhuai Xing nestled on the sofa and stared at the door tightly, without leaving his sight for a second.

The memory that made him uneasy and scared flashed by, and he unconsciously grabbed the wrist that had been scratched by him.

"Little hairball..." He called out softly, and unconsciously increased the strength of his hand grasping his wrist.

The rain continued like a dike breaking down to release the flood. After an unknown amount of time, there were several thunderstorms outside. Amidst the noise of the rain, there was finally some movement at the door.

Yu Huaixing's tense body froze, he tightly clutched his wrist, a trace of blood oozed from the broken skin.

With a "buzz" in his head, many thoughts suddenly flashed through.

"Ow!"

Under the sound of the heavy rain, the sound of "嗤呜" was almost inaudible, Yu Huaixing suddenly raised his head, and saw Gu Cinian holding in his arms, the fluffy hair that was wet by the rain was sticking to his body. It was a ball, and he rushed to hug it quickly.

"Little hairball!"

"Ow!"

The little hairball rubbed its head against Yuhuai Xing's side face, and the wet hair wet Yuhuai Xing's face and clothes.

"Xing Xing..." Gu Cinian wanted to hold Yuhuai Xing in his arms distressedly, but his clothes were also wet by the rain, and his whole body was filled with icy breath.

He clenched his fists, and quickly went to the sofa to get the thick blanket, wrapped Yuhuai Xing in his arms and hugged him.

Hugging Yuhuai Xing tightly, through the thick blanket, Gu Ci Nian could feel the slight trembling of Yuhuai Xing's tense body.

He continued to coax in a distressed voice: "It's okay, it's okay, the little hairball is back, it's okay..."

Burying her head on Gu Cinian's shoulder, maybe it's because the little hairball came back. Yu Huaixing's body, which was so tense and stiff, couldn't stand up once it relaxed, and fell directly into Gu Cinian's arms.

The man patted Yu Huaixing's back through the thick blanket, his hoarse voice softened, and he coaxed him gently and patiently while hugging him tightly.

"Aww, ow!" Yuhuai Xing hugged the little hair ball, and Gu Cinian directly hugged him and Xiao Tuanzi together, and the little hair ball in the arms of the two kept rubbing against Yu Huai Xing's chin.

It's rare to see Xiao Maotuan so eager, Yu Huaixing looked down and saw the red rope in Xiao Maotuan's mouth, and was stunned for a moment, and the red eyes were filled with enthusiasm in an instant, blurring his vision.

What Xiao Maotuan had in his mouth was the red string that Yu Huaixing's grandma, who had accidentally dropped, begged for him.

Raising his hand, Yu Huaixing's stiff fingertips trembled a little, and the tears in his eyes dripped from his eyes after taking the red rope.

Hot tears slid down his cheeks and dripped on the little hairball's nose.

"Wow..." Xiao Maotuan hummed softly, sticking out his tongue to lick the tear stains on Yu Huaixing's cheek.

"Little Maotuan, did you run out to help me find the red rope?" Yu Huaixing tightly clenched the hand holding the red rope, and his eyes couldn't help but glow again.

"Aww!" Xiao Maotuan moaned and rubbed his head against Yuhuai Xing's chin, "Aww..."

"Thank you, little hairball...thank you..." Hugging the little hairball, the tears in Yu Huaixing's eyes couldn't stop falling.

The countless uneasy and sad thoughts that had passed by him because the little hairball ran out suddenly disappeared at this moment, and he seemed to hear grandma's smiling voice amidst the tears.

"Xingxing, grandma is always here."

"Star, you must be happy."

Closed his eyes deeply, Yu Huaixing curled his mouth, hugged the little hairball tightly, and said softly in his heart: Grandma, thank you for always protecting me.

"The stars don't cry." Gu Cinian stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tears at the end of Yuhuai Xing's eyes, seeing Yuhuai Xing's red eyes, his heart also tugged.

His eyes were full of distress, he kissed Yu Huaixing at the end of his eyes, and coaxed in a hoarse voice: "Xingxing, your clothes are wet, and the little hairball is also wet, let's take a bath first, otherwise it is easy to catch cold, okay? good?"

Yuhuai Xing hugged the little hair ball, the clothes on his body were already wet by its wet hair.

Rubbing the forehead of the little hairball, Yu Huaixing nodded slightly.

After taking a shower in the bathroom, Gu Cinian wrapped Yuhuaixing in a towel and carried him out, and the little hair ball was also wrapped in a big towel and nestled in Yuhuaixing's arms.

After taking a bath, Yuhuai Xing's mood stabilized a lot, Gu Cinian knelt in front of Yuhuai Xing on one knee, raised his head slightly and kissed the corner of his mouth.

"I'll blow-dry the little hairball first, and you drink some ginger soup first."

Now Yuhuai Xing is only thinking about the little hairball, and later the little hairball won't dry its hair, and Yuhuai Xing will definitely wet his clothes again if he hugs it.

Yuhuai Xing had been drenched in the cold rain for a long time during the filming today, and when Xiao Maotuan ran out, his body was finally warmed by the rain again. He was always worried that Yu Huai Xing would catch the cold like this.

Holding the ginger soup that Gu Cinian cooked for him in his hand, Yu Huaixing felt the heat spread to his palm through the porcelain bowl.

Take a sip of ginger soup, the warm ginger soup goes down the throat and enters the stomach, making the whole body warm.

Raising his eyes, he saw the wet hair of the little ball of hair slowly changing back to its original fluffy and soft appearance under the hair dryer in Gu Cinian's hand, Yu Huaixing smiled softly, and there was a soft smile in his beautiful eyes .

"Xingxing." Gu Cinian dried the hair of the little hairball, and brought the previously warm egg custard and fed it to Yuhuai Xing's mouth mouthful, "Eat a little."

Holding the empty bowl of ginger soup in his hand, Yu Huaixing shrank his fingertips, raised his long eyelashes slightly, and slowly opened his mouth.

The warm egg custard melts in the mouth, and the rich egg aroma melts in the mouth, covering the entire mouth.

After eating most of the bowl, Yu Huaixing shook his head slowly: "I can't eat any more."

Gu Cinian didn't force it, he smiled and said "OK", and then finished the rest of the egg custard.

The torrential rain seemed to have no tendency to stop. The night was shrouded in darkness, and the street lights outside seemed so hazy.

There is a faint aroma of rose essential oil in the room, which can soothe the tired spirit.

"It's getting late, it's time to go to bed." Gu Cinian took Yuhuai Xing's hand, and embraced the little hair ball in Yuhuai Xing's arms.

The man's scorching body temperature slowly spread over, and Yu Huaixing's cool hand was also wrapped in Gu Cinian's warm palm, his heart suddenly seemed to be scalded, and he flinched unconsciously.

My whole heart warmed up.

That night, Yuhuai Xing had another dream, in which he was walking through the layers of clouds that couldn't be removed.

The voice that had been calling him in the dream gradually became clearer, and a few ray of sunshine appeared in the hazy cloud and mist amidst the painful murmurs, and then the cloud and mist gradually dispersed under the warm sunlight.

The hazy vision gradually became clear, and what caught his eyes was a specially built ice city. The layout of the rooms in the huge ice city was no different from the rooms in a painting he once drew.

It's just... at the position of the bed, there is an ice coffin.

He walked slowly towards the ice coffin. The craftsmanship of the ice coffin was exquisite, and the carvings were all lifelike.

The closer he got to the ice coffin, his footsteps became heavier for some reason, and he walked a short distance for a long time.

Going to the ice coffin, seeing the man lying in the ice coffin, his eyes were very calm.

In the last dream, at the end of the dream, he saw the ice city, the ice coffin, and the person in the ice coffin.

The difference is... the last time it was just a flash, but this time he could see everything clearly.

The person in the ice coffin has the same face as him, except that his fair skin has become paler and colder, and his already light lips have no trace of blood.

Yu Huai Xing knew that he was already dead.

Raising his hand slowly, he wanted to touch the "he" in the ice coffin, but his hand went straight through the "he" in the ice coffin.

His long eyelashes trembled, and suddenly he heard the door open.

Turning his head and looking back, he was stunned when he saw the tall and handsome man walking towards him.

The face of the man walking towards him was still handsome and handsome, but there was a fierce and undispelled hostility in his eyes.

There were light gray shadows under his eyes, and the aura on his body was as powerful as before, but the difference was that he seemed to be able to see that powerful aura was a frightening black.

"Gu Cinian..." Yu Huaixing said unconsciously.

But the man in front of him didn't stop, he kept walking, and walked directly through him to the "him" in the ice coffin.

Turning his head, Yu Huaixing saw Gu Cinian's sharp and terrifying eyes softened, he bent down to caress "him" in the ice coffin, his proud head was lowered, but his eyes were so bitter.

"Xing Xing, it will be soon." Gu Cinian murmured hoarsely, and his deep magnetic voice became even hoarse now.

As the hour and minute hands of the clock on the wall overlapped at "twelve", the second hand walked slowly, and when it reached "twelve", there was a bell ringing outside.

One sound after another sounded so sad, as if they were whining.

The bell can be heard clearly in the ice city, the bell echoes through the ice cubes, and a gust of wind passes by, bringing a faint fragrance of flowers.

Kissing the unfamiliar fragrance of flowers, Yu Huaixing looked out, only to see a large piece of bright red dancing in the wind.

He walked towards the gorgeous flower, and when he saw the flower that looked like a sea of ​​blood swaying in the wind, he paused slightly.

That is Mandosahua - the legendary Bana flower.

The red mandosahua set off waves of flowers in the wind, covering the entire mountain, dancing in the temple bells.

"Xingxing..." Someone called softly, the voice was very soft, but it directly poured into Yuhuai Xing's ears.

Sudden pain in his heart, Yu Huaixing held his heart and took a deep breath.

It was that feeling again, he could clearly feel the sadness and sadness in the heart of the person calling him.

He clutched his heart, turned his head slowly, and his gaze fell on Gu Cinian unintentionally.

Listening to Gu Cinian calling "he" in the ice coffin again and again, he suddenly understood.

It turned out that the person who kept calling him in the dream was - Gu Cinian.