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

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

It wasn't until the figure of the other party disappeared at the end of the corridor that the tall man seemed to come alive.

"Brother Lin! You are playing too exciting!"

"Snatch Bo Liming's boyfriend, he's still your aunt!"

While talking, he patted Lin Yuze's shoulder with a "tsk tsk tsk", "Brother Lin, brother, I'm convinced!"

"How would I know?"

Lin Yuze patted his head, "I didn't know that the old man we suspected was Bo Liming!"

"Brother Lin, you can't be a male mistress!"

Lin Yuze hurriedly looked around, dragged the tall one out,

"Walk, go, go back and say, I feel numb from what you said, don't be here anymore."

Out of the building, night has fallen.

The greening of Yingda is very good, and the air quality is also good. Walking on the road, there are tall plane trees on both sides, blocking the high moonlight.

The light from the street lamps was a little yellowish, and the shadows of the trees on the ground were mottled into pieces.

Qiao Mian walked beside Bo Liming, still wearing Bo Liming's coat, and he was holding her hand.

There are not many people on the road, only a few sparse ones, and the time becomes quiet and beautiful.

Occasionally, one or two songs will be blown by the wind in the distant building, melodious and melodious, which makes the time longer.

Bo Liming occasionally turned his head to look at the people around him, wishing he could be dragged longer.

In this world, it seems that there are only two of them left.

Qiao Mian's hand was being held by the other party, and he was walking on the shadow of the branches on the ground. It wasn't that this thing was so fun, but because the sound of "baby" disturbed his heart, and he didn't know how to face Bo Liming. up.

And that "aunt".

Did he know that Lin Yuze was chasing him, so he did it on purpose?

Is he jealous?

Then... Do you want to coax him?

Just as Qiao Mian was thinking, the man's hands tightened, and he raised his head, his eyes were filled with a clear light, brighter than the stars in the sky.

"I rehearsed for a day, it was very hard."

Qiao Mian nodded obediently, and said in a soft voice, "I'm so tired, I don't dare to rest for a while, for fear that the performance will go wrong."

"Sleep was great."

The man's voice was gentle and firm, "I have a good grasp of the character and a good interpretation."

"Really?" Qiao Mian raised her head, blinking her watery eyes, "Bo Liming, I think I have a little bit of confidence."

"It's true," Bo Liming looked back at him, "In the future, our Mian Mian will definitely become a very good actor."

Qiao Mian raised her head to look at him, her long eyelashes flickering, "Then what if I'm not a good actor in the future?"

Bo Liming touched his head, "There is not only one possibility in life. As long as you like, Mianmian can also become a painter, musician, conductor, even a bookstore owner, a baker... There will always be one you like or good at."

"If you don't like it, then Mianmian can do nothing and stay by my side, as long as you are happy."

A layer of water vapor appeared in Qiao Mian's pupils, and her eyes were hazy, and everything could not be seen clearly.

He opened his arms and threw himself into Bo Liming's arms, resting his head on his shoulder. The little milk's voice was soft and nasal, "What if I'm not good at all? What if I'm a little trouble by your side? What if I hurt you... Bo Liming, will you hate me?"

If you knew that I killed you in the last life, would you still be with me without hesitation in this life...

Bo Liming pressed the person into his arms, and wrapped his arms around him tightly, his voice was as steady as ever.

"Then I won't hate you either."

"I will still thank God for sending you to me."

"It's my great luck to have Mianmian by my side."

After a while, Qiao Mian came out of Bo Liming's arms, his eyes were red, like a wronged kitten, "Bo Liming, I'm hungry."

Bo Liming said "Yes", walked up to Qiao Mian, turned around, put his arms on his knees, "I'll carry you."

Seeing Qiao Mian's delay in coming up, he turned his head, "Aren't you tired?"

Qiao Mian slowly put her hands on Bo Liming's waist, "But it's still far from the school gate..."

The other party seemed to be smiling, and there was joy in the cold voice, "Since you decide to chase someone, you must show some sincerity. If you can't stand this way, what kind of man is it?"

The distance from here to the school gate is really not that close.

Qiao Mian lay on Bo Liming's broad back, with her arms on his shoulders, and she swayed slightly following the man's movements.

The moonlight is like water, and the moon shadow is mottled, carrying them all the way.

The man's breathing was still steady, and his voice was still calm and stable. His palms were hooked around the bend of his legs, and he walked out with his back on his back.

Qiao Mian breathed shallowly, resting her furry head on his shoulder blades, softly calling the other person's name.

"Bo Liming..."

The man gave a soft "hmm".

Qiao Mian said in a low voice, "This is the first time someone has carried me on the back..."

"Bo Liming, thank you."

Bo Liming listened quietly, walking with ease.

"I don't remember when I was very young. When I can remember, Qiao Xing was already at home."

"Everyone likes him very much. Dad will rush to look for him after work. Of course Jiang Xue likes him more...Grandpa, even if grandpa doesn't say anything, I know grandpa is happy."

"Qiao Xing is the baby of the family. Everyone will smile and be happy when they see him."

"At that time, the nanny secretly told me that I had to have a good relationship with my younger brother and love my younger brother, so that someone would like me and smile at me."

"But every time I go to find my younger brother, Jiang Xue is always very nervous. He won't let me touch his hand or his toys, even if I just want to coax him with those toys..."

"Later, she didn't even let me in the room..."

"Grandpa took pity on me and often played with me, which made Jiang Xue even more unhappy."

"At that time, I was very young, and I always wanted to please her. If I wanted to please her, others would like me, my father would pay attention to me, and I could play with my brother..."

"At that time, I couldn't understand why she was so capricious towards me? Sometimes she was very nice to me, and "Mian Mian Mian Mian" called me softly, and sometimes she ignored me, and I called Mom, she still stares at me..."

"It was only later that I realized that when she called me Mianmian softly, it was when there were outsiders; if there were no outsiders, she would ignore me."

"It took me a long time to understand that no matter how obedient and well-behaved I am, she will not like me. Because I am not her child, because I am a child that no one wants..."

The voice of the person on the back was rough, as if swallowing all the pain.

"From then on, I never chased after her to call her mother, nor did I want to please my brother and play with him. Even, my father raised Qiao Xing high, hugged her in his arms, and carried her on his back." At that time, I will not be envious."

"I'll hide in my room."

"It doesn't hurt if you can't see it..."

Bo Liming stopped in his tracks, stood there for a moment, and soon walked towards the door with Qiao Mian on his back.

It's just that his speaking voice is no longer as calm as before, it seems to be trembling a little, but if you listen carefully, it seems to be gone again.

"It won't happen in the future, Mianmian has me."

"I will carry you, hold you, coax you, and pamper you."

"I will only like you, no one can take away my love for you."

"Mianmian was lacking before, and I will make up for it bit by bit."

The man's voice was slightly hoarse, "Mianmian no longer has to envy others."

The man on the back nodded, rubbing his little head against his back.Through the shirt, there was a sense of wet water.

The person on the back trembled slightly, but the hands that were holding onto his shoulders had already tightly hugged his neck and did not let go...

……

Bo Liming's car was at the school gate.

He thought, after the performance, he would accompany Qiao Mian for a walk and let Lao Li drive the car out ahead of time.

Seeing the car from a distance, Qiao Mian slid off Bo Liming's back. He patted the cloth that was wet with his tears embarrassedly, and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any spare shirts in the car?"

Bo Liming: "Yes."

Qiao Mian nodded reassuringly, her eyes glistening with water, her red lips slightly parted, "I want to eat barbecue!"

"Where do you want to eat?" Bo Liming held his hand, "Should we eat at home? I'll let Zhang Ma prepare it."

Mianmian doesn't like to eat outside, he will always feel uneasy and afraid in places that are too lively.

Qiao Mian's hand was held by the other party, he shook Bo Liming's arm, and walked briskly, as if he had come out of the haze just now.

Qiao Mian's round almond eyes rolled around, and she said "hmm~~~~" in a long tone, as if she was thinking, "Let's go out and eat!"

Bo Liming raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Aren't you afraid?"

Qiao Mian held his hand tightly back, her voice was clear and crisp, "I'm not afraid."

With Bo Liming by his side, he was not afraid of anything.

Almost at the side of the car, Qiao Mian paused in shaking Bo Liming's hand, and stopped in place, staring blankly at the front right.

The smile on his face disappeared.

Bo Liming followed his gaze and frowned quietly.

Qiao Shicheng, why is he here?

"Mianmian! The show is over so soon! Did it go well?" Qiao Shicheng had a smile on his face.

It's just that that smile was too polite and hypocritical.

He knew how much this man hated him, and how much this man looked down on him.

Ever since he was a child, he has always looked at him with a cold face, and even cast a stingy look on him.

It seemed that he was not his son, but some dirty thing that was an eyesore.

At this moment, there was a sudden smile on his face, and his attitude was kind. If he really cared about himself, then he would be a ghost!

Qiao Mian pursed her lips, her lips forming a straight line.

"How did you come?"