Who is poor? [Rebirth]

Do you really want to cooperate with the Cheng family?

The adults were talking about business, Ming Yu bit his lips, and sat down on the stairs with his knees hugged.

He will tell his mother later that he cannot do business with his uncle.Such a person who is not responsible for his family is not a good partner in business.

But listening, I don't know how to talk about him and Cheng Yanxia.

Even when Mingyu heard the sentence "Mingyu is very suitable for the Cheng family, simple-minded, very obedient..."

Mingyu was startled, he stared blankly at the floor.There is still the voice that sells him like a commodity in his ears.

He stared at the ground and blinked slightly, as if the world was covered in a black mist.He could no longer see what was in front of him.

Uncle... actually came to sell him.

Just to make a deal with the Cheng family, he was about to sell him.

Mingyu twitched the corners of his mouth, and an ugly and bitter smile stuck to his face.Mingyu's heart felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he had returned to the time when he had an attack in his previous life.My whole body hurts, even the bones in my face hurt.

He panted heavily, curled up tightly against his chest like a dehydrated fish.His eyes were slack, he was suffocated by the tightly held breath, his face was blushing, and he murmured unconsciously as if he was trying to survive. "Brother...husband."

"Cheng Yanxia..."

Yes, he also has Cheng Yanxia.

Mingyu gripped the floor tightly with his fingertips, his nails were split so hard that bloodstains continued to ooze out.

He still has an older brother, and he also has Cheng Yanxia.

"Brother..." The hoarse voice sounded like he was squeezing his last breath, tearing his throat before it came out.The moment it came into contact with the air, the black mist in Mingyu's eyes dissipated.

His whole body was like being fished out of the water, lying on the ground gasping for breath. "Brother, and brother."

"Don't be afraid, Mingyu is not afraid." Tears flowed from the corners of the eyes, and the hallucination-like pain dissipated.Mingyu propped himself up and stood up.Move your hand over your eye socket. "It's okay, Mingyu is okay. It can't be worse, can it?"

He promised his brother not to cry, he will not cry.

Definitely don't cry.

What is he doing out here...

His brain seemed to be shaken into a paste, Mingyu shook his wet hands.The eyes were fixed, but they immediately became slack.

Water, he came down to get water.

Mingyu laughed, as if losing his soul.Just take a step down.As soon as his legs softened, he barely managed to hold on to the handrail so as not to fall.

After a few more steps, the housekeeper uncle saw himself.His eyes seemed distressed and sympathetic...

Mingyu lowered his head.Want to break the neck bone, revealing the pale neck.He doesn't need sympathy, he doesn't.

Walking downstairs quickly, the voice of mother's abuse amplified.At first, Mingyu's ears were buzzing, and then it became bigger and bigger, and the storm broke the shell that sealed Mingyu.

That depressive emotion came like a torrent of mountains and seas, and there was another sense of suffocation in Mingyu's trance.

With a sore nose, his footsteps turned around somehow, and he blushed and landed behind Song Yuge.

He stared blankly, as if he saw the busy figure in front of the hospital bed.

"Mom." He opened his lips, but no sound came out.

It's so sad...

Song Hege turned around and saw the stupid Mingyu, who couldn't figure out that such a clean and well-behaved child was disliked by others.It was like this when I was a child, and it is still like this when I grow up.

When she saw that people were not in the right state, she seemed to have heard everything.

There was a flash of anxiety in his eyes, and he stepped forward to give her a hug.Like holding his own child, he gently patted his back to comfort him.

"Yu, that person is wrong, let's not keep his words in mind, you know?"

"You are a baby, you are Cheng Yanxia's baby, you are also a mother, and you are the baby of our Cheng family."

"My dear, my mother wanted to take you home and raise you before, if it weren't for..." Speaking of this, Song Yuge's expression became even uglier.If it weren't for them, she would have missed him for so many years.

Mingyu's thin shoulders shrugged, and she shed tears silently in the familiar and warm embrace.

He wanted to say: "Mom, it's my luck to meet you. I don't cry, don't cry..."

But he couldn't speak, everything was blocked in his throat.Mingyu convulsed and couldn't breathe.

"Cheng Yanxia! Come down!"

Seeing this, Cheng Jiangtang immediately patted Mingyu on the back. "Breathe, open your mouth and breathe!"

"Call the doctor, the housekeeper quickly call the doctor!"

Cheng Yanxia's hands trembled, and she couldn't sit still for a long time and rushed down from upstairs.

Seeing Mingyu lying limp in his mother's arms, he seemed to be hit hard on the back of the head by a steel bar.My mind goes blank.

Infinite panic gushed out like magma, and he immediately embraced him.At a loss, he stared at the person in his arms with wolf-like eyes.

"Baby, baby, look at me!"

"楉楉, breathe, follow me... breathe... breathe..."

Mingyu couldn't see clearly, the tears in his eyes blocked his sight.He seemed to have returned to that night, the night he died in the arms of a man.

Mingyu's tears fell down uncontrollably, and Cheng Yanxia couldn't be seen clearly.His hands were flying in the air, and he was even more anxious.

The panic in Cheng Yanxia's heart was magnified, and then magnified.His heart was twisting painfully, his face was white, and the corner of his mouth was close to his ear. "Baby, calm down, my husband is here."

"It's my husband, my husband is here."

Immediately, Mingyu hugged Cheng Yanxia's neck fiercely and stuck it up.The thin shoulders trembled, and the helpless look made the hearts of the few people who chased him feel sore.

There was a period of chaos, but at least people recovered.

The room returned to silence, and Song Yuge led Song Jiangtang out.The young men looked at Shen Wujing who was slumped by the bed, and followed the two adults silently into the bedroom.

On the bed, the curtains were drawn.Outside the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun shone fiercely like an inexhaustible vitality.The window was bright and clean, Cheng Yanxia stared at the window blankly, some hands and feet were so weak that she stood up on her knees.

Afterwards, he closed the curtain halfway and lay down next to Mingyu.

He lifted the thin quilt, and rested Mingyu's head on his arm.

As if he smelled it, Mingyu burrowed into his arms.With her chin resting against her soft hair, Cheng Yanxia's arms were filled with a soft cloud, and only then did her empty heart feel real.

Mingyu, who had been sedated, had a pale face.Even when she was asleep, her brows were tightly furrowed as if she was suffering.

The doctor said that there was nothing wrong with Mingyu's body.However, it seemed that he had suffered a major blow to his spirit, which was just a stress response.

major blow.

Cheng Yanxia's pupils are as deep as ink.Cheng Yanxia had never seen such a reaction before.Betrayed by relatives, abandoned by parents, and what else...

The spot of light fell on the foot of the bed, Cheng Yanxia bent her legs slightly and moved Mingyu into her arms again.

He was short, with the corners of his lips pressed against Mingyu's brow, allowing his consciousness to rummage through the memories in his mind again.

The first time I met Mingyu was at the beginning of the second year of high school.At that time, he seemed to be bullied, holding himself and weeping with tears streaming down his face.Little one, the little pumpkins in their house look stronger than him.

At that time, the way he looked at himself was joy, the joy that was lost and found again.

His knuckles touched the pale little face, and Cheng Yanxia's eyelashes drooped. "I... Are you looking for me?"

Thinking of all kinds of possibilities, Cheng Yanxia was afraid.

What are you afraid of... It's like the panic rising in your chest just now.Shengsheng was drained of three souls and seven souls, and fell into a huge void.Unable to control the body, everything becomes unreal except the bright light in front of my eyes.

His throat was dry and his lips parted and closed again.The voice was extremely difficult. "Before, I suffered a lot."

He won't ask about the past, he can't uncover the scar hidden on his chest.

His chest was getting wet gradually, and his eyelashes trembled in his arms.There was water on it again.It was like having a nightmare, the sound of breaking was intermittent.

Cheng Yanxia wiped it for him, and only heard a few words of "brother, husband" clearly.

After the huge panic, Cheng Yanxia recovered her basic calmness.He patted Mingyu on the back, thought for a while, and slowly hummed a low tune in his ear.

Those were the few years when he had trouble falling asleep in his childhood, and every night his mother, Ms. Song, hummed a tune by his bedside.

……

The sprinklers in the flower beds were on again, and the dry air was filled with moisture.

When Mingyu woke up, his body sobbed twice.When recalling what happened before he fell asleep, he had already firmly embedded himself in the arms of the person beside him.

He has found Cheng Yanxia, ​​and nothing else matters.

Like a small animal returning to its nest, he clings to Cheng Yanxia's body with attachment.With the softness and grievance after crying, the voice only said: "Husband, hug."

In the next second, the hands on the back tightened.Like a vine, it won't let him go.

"Honey, wake up."

Mingyu pressed against his chest, feeling wet and uncomfortable.She tossed her hands a few times, and pressed her soft face against his chest again.Round eyes staring at people.

"Are you hungry?" Cheng Yanxia hooked his upturned nose, causing those wilting eyelashes to droop.

Mingyu stretched out his hand to grab his hand, and the five spread out to cover half of his face.Lips pressed against his palm, all the experiences of the previous life and this life went through in his mind once.

When he was separated from Cheng Yanxia, ​​the feeling of extreme pain still hovered in his chest like a devil.Emotions are no longer blocked, and the broken soul pours out little by little through the clear pupils.

He broke away from that self-deception, like clearing away the clouds and mists, and in his eyes was the maturity that Cheng Yanxia had never touched.It was a thin young man who had suffered and tasted honey.

Mingyu's eyes traced the people who were close at hand, and the breathing hidden in his big hands was messed up because of the severed heart.

He couldn't stop the trembling sound, he just looked into Cheng Yanxia's eyes, tears accumulated again at some point.

"Husband." With his big hand, he blinked the tears covering his eyes.Looking eagerly at the person in front of him.

"Yes." Cheng Yanxia's answer was not at all stagnant.Hold the person's body and sit in his arms.

The round eyes completely reflected the person in front of him, and Mingyu smiled softly like a mist. "Honey, I found you."

The person in front of him seems to have changed, but it hasn't changed.He is still that Mingyu, thinking of him and his Mingyu wholeheartedly.

Cheng Yanxia let go of her hand, revealing her blushing face.

The fleshy face seemed to have faded a bit.Cheng Yanxia held the back of the man's head, watching his faintly tired eyes approach little by little.

The corners of their lips touched, and the tip of Cheng Yanxia's nose lightly touched his face. "Honey, do you want to kiss?"

Mingyu bit his lips, clasped his neck tightly with both hands, and curled up the corners of his mouth in satisfaction. "Husband, yes."

"In the future, don't hurt yourself, okay?" His lips were caught, and he heard the man's request clearly during the kiss.

Mingyu smiled brightly, like a tender willow revealing spring buds.Vigorous vitality is wantonly sprayed because of re-climbing the roots of the tree.

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, but his pale face smiled even more happily. "husband."