[Rebirth] Mr. Bo's little beauty is acting like a baby again

Not far from a five-star hotel in City A, which is famous for hosting full-moon wine and wedding banquets, a boy in his twenties is standing, holding a flower in one hand and two gift bags in the other. The translucent packaging is vaguely visible inside. It is clothes worn by newborn babies.

He was wearing a black mask covering most of his face, his round almond eyes were full of excitement and nervousness, he stood on the spot and took a breath, took a step, hugged the words in his arms tightly, and looked expectantly. Stride towards the hotel.

"Bebe—"

The voice from behind was full of smiles, like the intimate address of a very good friend, but Yu Beibei staggered and stopped in place.

Yu Beibei's pupils widened instantly, a trace of guilty shock flashed in his eyes, and the look of anticipation under the mask instantly froze.

He didn't even have time to switch expressions, when he heard the footsteps behind him getting closer, with a man's chuckle, ringing so clearly in his ears, "Bebe, didn't you agree to go to the dormitory to get clothes?"

A tall man appeared in front of him, and a huge shadow enveloped him. There was a concerned smile on the man's pale and frail face: "Sneaked away?"

The tone of voice was weird, every word was played very lightly, but Yu Beibei's limbs were as cold as falling into an ice cave.

"I..." Yu Beibei didn't even dare to look up at him, she grabbed the brilliant bouquet of rose lilies and sunflowers with her fingers, held them in her arms, and pressed them tightly to her heart, "Guannan, no, Professor Xu has The child is here, I promised him, the child is full moon today, I want to come and see him..."

After he finished speaking, he put the gift bag in his hand on his trouser legs even more nervously, as if to avoid Mo Jin's sight.

"Look at Professor Xu, why did he take two gift bags?"

Yu Beibei curled her fingers, and with the courage in her heart, she raised her head to look at Mo Jin: "They are twins, so I prepared two copies."

There was a harmless and friendly smile on Mo Jin's face, but there was not much smile in those dark eyes, as if he could easily see through his heart.

"Oh."

Mo Jin lowered his eyes to look at the things in his hand, and dragged his tone: "Is that so... I thought you prepared a copy for him too..."

Yu Beibei shook her head in panic, her heart was beating loudly: "No! No! I know I was wrong! I won't harm him...I don't deserve to be friends with him...I won't..."

"Then don't rush to come here today, we have more important things to do."

Mo Jin took the flowers from Beibei's hand, put his shoulders together and walked towards the black Land Rover on the other side of the road, "This course of rehabilitation is about to start, and the equipment has been delivered and installed. Let's go back early."

Yu Beibei pursed her lips tightly, not daring to refute him. Mo Jin half hugged and half pushed her to the co-pilot.

Taking advantage of the time when Mo Jin came around from the outside of the car, he gripped the doorknob with his fingers, his big almond eyes sparkled, and looked at the hotel door through the glass——

so many people...

They will all be there...

If only... if only I could take a look from afar...

The driver's car door rang, and Yu Beibei quickly looked away, not daring to let Mo Jin find out.

He relied on Mo Jin, but was also afraid of Mo Jin.

Mo Jin leaned over, his overly pampered hands were so white that he could see the veins clearly, he pulled the buckle of the seat belt across his chest, and inserted it into the socket of the seat belt, "What, are you sad?"

"Not sad..." Yu Beibei's voice was extremely low, suppressing the grievance in his heart, as if he was telling himself, "Beibei is not sad..."

The car parked steadily in the parking space. Although the Film University is not far from Mo Jin's home, he didn't go home to live. Instead, he rented a house in a high-end neighborhood around the school.

When getting off the car, Yu Beibei looked back at the flowers that Mo Jin casually threw into the trash can, but turned her face away when Mo Jin looked at them.

This is not the first time Yu Beibei has come to Mo Jin's house.

During the period when Mianmian and Guannan were pregnant and had a baby, he had no other friends, and his classmates didn't think well of him. He was isolated by everyone, and Mo Jin was the only one who could chat and talk heart-to-heart. .

Yu Beibei followed Mo Jin upstairs, and then sat on the sofa in the living room.

Mo Jin poured a glass of water and handed it to Yu Beibei, "I added some fruit honey, it's sweet, and it will make you feel more relaxed."

Yu Beibei took the cup with both hands, glanced at Mo Jin gratefully, and whispered, "Thank you."

He was afraid of Mo Jin, but grateful to Mo Jin.

If it weren't for Mo Jin, he might not even be able to stay in the entire campus now.

Mo Jin sat across from him, holding a pair of thin white disposable gloves in his hand and began to put them on for himself, his eyes seemed to be soft, but the words he spoke were not to be questioned.

"Since you didn't go back to the dormitory to pick up your clothes today, don't ask for those clothes. From today onwards, you will stay here."

His slender fingers were wrapped in pure white disposable gloves. Mo Jin opened the small box and brought out a well-made modern instrument with complicated buttons, fiddling with it in his palm.

"Your emotions are not stable, and you are actually not suitable for living in groups. Those people are already malicious to you, and if you continue to be with them for a long time, it will not be beneficial to your condition."

Yu Beibei held the glass in both hands, silently acquiescing.

Although fructose was added to today's water, it was still slightly astringent. Yu Beibei drank it down without saying anything.

He is a child abandoned by the whole world.

He's a problem kid.

It is very rare for someone to be willing to treat him even a little bit...

He wasn't picky at all.

Half an hour later, Mo Jin leaned over and picked up Yu Beibei who was asleep on the sofa, walked into another closed study room, put Yu Beibei on the rattan chair, and fiddled with him in that room again. The instruments that have been around for a long time are moved in...

Ill-fitting shoes, leftover fruit, ice cream dropped on the floor, messy footprints everywhere, empty public toilets...

Yu Beibei on the rattan chair frowned tightly, silently saying Qiao Mian's name.

As soon as the screen went black, the scene suddenly changed.

He was walking on the campus of the Film and Television University, and people kept pointing at him: "You are very scheming. In the past, Qiao Mian chased after Qiao Mian when he was proud, but now Qiao Mian has been abandoned by Bo Liming. Don't pay attention to Qiao Mian anymore..."

In the dining hall of Yingda University, he was carefully carrying the freshly made Korean noodles, when he was slammed into the ground, the noodles and vegetables were scattered all over the floor, but the man gloated, "Oh, sorry, I didn't see you! "

He ran back to the dormitory, listening to the cheerful chatting and laughing of his roommates, and when he opened the door, the sound inside stopped abruptly.

Those familiar faces glanced at him, without even saying hello, and turned from being together to spreading apart, the air was suffocating and suffocating...

Washed clothes are thrown on the ground, toothbrushes are thrown into the toilet, no matter where you walk, you are alone, and you have to face other people's whispers:

"Look, it's him."

"I used to lick Qiao Mian, but now I lick Mo Jin. Anyway, they are rich people."

"Who dares to be friends with him? I heard that Qiao Mian was betrayed by him and then abandoned by Bo Liming."

"No way, how did I hear that he was jealous of Qiao Mian and tricked Qiao Mian out, cooperating with others to kidnap Qiao Mian?"

"Yes, he used to admire Bo Liming very much!"

"No wonder, I can only blame Qiao Mian for not giving him what he wanted!"

"Hey, Mo Jin is very handsome and his family is rich, no wonder he's been following him again..."

"Look at him like this, I'm afraid he only spreads his legs and fucks people every day, otherwise why would Mo Jin be so close to him..."

The unsavory words were squeezed into the ears, and the weak excuses were despised by all those who harbored prejudices in their hearts.

He is like a shady mouse, and like a sinner hated by everyone, he hides from the road in desperation...

The person on the recliner frowned tightly, his pale face wrinkled into a ball, and he explained in a weak voice: "It's not..."

"no……"

"I do not have……"

Mo Jin sat opposite him, looked at Yu Beibei who was in a coma and restlessly moved, turned around and glanced at the value on the instrument, held the pen through the disposable glove, and wrote down a series of data in the business note on the side .

The overall progress has been completed by half, smoother than expected.

Mo Jin turned off the instrument, took off the multiple detection lines extending from the instrument and put it away on Beibei's body, took off his gloves slowly, and threw them into the trash can.

Amidst Beibei's painful murmur, Mo Jin lightly "tsk", his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly with regret, and the voice in the air was eerie and deep: "If there were these things 5 ​​years ago..."

He shook his head, pinched Yu Beibei's face with his slender fingers, and smiled on his lips: "But you are the same, cute little thing."

The voice reverberating in the room was full of undisguised malice: "It's just that you have to be patient... If it goes on like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to find something to replace you..."

The fingers on Yu Beibei's cheeks suddenly tightened. Yu Beibei, who was sleeping, suffered pain and struggled to wake up from his sleep. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Mo Jin looking at him peacefully and with concern: " You're having a nightmare."

Yu Beibei blinked, and slowly sat up from the rattan chair, with a frustrating little face showing a little panic that hadn't been completely shaken off, and her heart was beating violently.

He came back to his senses little by little, then slowly covered his face with his hands, and lowered his head.

A little choked up in the gap between the palms, Yu Beibei couldn't help shaking her head, and repeated in a low voice: "It's not a nightmare... It's not a nightmare..."

Those are just thousands of things that have happened in reality, and a few that occasionally fall into dreams...

Entangled him, bound him...

Dreams and dreams, no peace...

Mo Jin stretched out his arms, kept a proper distance between his friends, and patted him on the back lightly, looking down at the man who bent down with condescending eyes, with an imperceptible smile on his lips:

"It's okay, I'll be with you..."