He became my husband after rebirth

In July in Sichuan City, the temperature is like fire, and the cicadas are shaking the sky.

There is a long alley in Chuancheng called Pomegranate. Pomegranate Alley has a history of hundreds of years. It is an ancient street that has survived to this day. There are also particularities, the whole street is warm in winter and cool in summer, and the high sun in July is like a stove, but this precious land is the only place to raise people, it is a good place for health care and retirement.

The Song family has its own real estate in Pomegranate Lane, and the two combined courtyards occupy a large area exclusively.

The Song Courtyard is quiet. There is a man lying on the bed under the shade of a tree. A silk handkerchief covers the man's face. His upper body is a gray sleeveless cotton T-shirt. A straight, long white leg was half-hanging from the bed and shook once and for all. Not long after, the wooden slippers hanging on the soles of his feet were shaken off by him and thrown elsewhere.

Uncle Li stepped into the south courtyard from the other side of the courtyard, first picked up the water pipes lying in the grass and put them away, and then straightened his swaying wooden mop, "Master, sir's calling."

The person who was lying on the bed and not moving, immediately pretended to be dead when he heard this, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Finally I am willing to call!"

He rushed into the house, turned a round arched door, turned around suddenly, leaned on the carved stone railing and said to Uncle Li, "Uncle, I told you not to call me young master, just call me by my name."

Uncle Li looked at his shadow disappearing in the courtyard, and smiled with a good temper, but he didn't change his words. It's fine if the master doesn't follow the rules. They still have to abide by some things. After all, taking people's money for a meal, everything has to Be upright.

The phone in the living room kept ringing, Xie Xize's brows were filled with joy, he calmed down and gasped, the microphone was held to his ear, he tentatively gave a hello, and said, no matter whether the person could see it or not, he made a deliberate gesture An unhappy tone, his coquettish and dependent nature, he couldn't help it when he heard Song Lie's voice, he was used to it.

The man on the other end had a deep and sexy voice, and his tone was obviously gentle, but he always said things that rejected him.After a few words, he quickly made him really unhappy.

Xie Xize hurriedly questioned, and after asking, he accuses him like a cannonball, "Why can't you come back? You clearly promised me, this is the third birthday, you are the big boss, even the big boss can't let you go. Do you take a few hours to come back when things happen? I only celebrate my birthday once a year, and you refuse to come back to accompany me on this day, or do you really hate me and don't want to see me?"

Bababa said later, he almost begged the other party, probably said that he was very pitiful, his eyes were red, but unfortunately no matter how pitiful he was, the man opposite couldn't see it, Song Lie was unmoved, and said a few words The sentence was reduced to six short words. He was very busy and had no time.

Xie Xize hung up the phone, and cursed Song Lie in a low voice, old bastard.

A word of old bastard fell on Uncle Li's ears.

Uncle Li lowered his head, as if he felt uncomfortable with such a title, but he didn't have the position to criticize.

Xie Xize laughed silently. In the past, in order to please Song Lie, in front of the old bastard, he called Brother Lie and Uncle Lie, and even called him Dad. In the end, no matter how he tried to please him, it was useless, so he simply stopped calling. I'm really annoyed, I can only use an old bastard to spread the flames.

It's been the third year. On his birthday, Song Lie chose to avoid showing his face. Not only today, but since he confided his feelings to the other party on his birthday, Song Lie treated him well, but avoided him as a scourge.

He went home with Song Lie when he was eight years old, and for 12 years, Song Lie gave him endless love and favor, but the only thing he wanted most, the other party kept it hidden and refused to give it.

Xie Xize returned to the south courtyard weakly. Uncle Li was tending the flowers and plants he brought over last night in the garden. He said, "Uncle, please cancel the cake that you ordered two days ago."

Uncle Li hesitated, "But birthday..."

Xie Xize looked at him dejectedly, "It's okay, no one's coming back, so I don't feel like living by myself."

Under the sunlight, his skin is whiter, unhealthy white, his limbs are thin and thin, his slightly long hair covers his temples softly, his eyes are bigger, black and shiny looking at people, his lips are dry and a little sick.

He stood under the sun for 2 minutes, a layer of sweat soon appeared on his forehead, and a little flesh had finally grown on his cheeks. He stayed up for two nights because of his birthday, and the flesh disappeared after cooking, and his face turned red and white. Red and white, in short, not very good-looking.

Uncle Li was worried, so he opened an umbrella and stood beside him to shade him.

"Young master, why bother to be unhappy about this matter? Let's celebrate your birthday. I will return the cake. If the husband doesn't come back, we won't eat the cake. I'll make you a bowl of fragrant longevity noodles tomorrow, okay?"

Uncle Li had been in the Song Academy for four years, and he had a thorough understanding of Xie Xize's temperament.

Xie Xize couldn't bear to brush off Uncle Li's kindness. Respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue. He promised to eat longevity noodles. He lost the interest to go back to the shade of the tree to enjoy the shade. He improved the room and went upstairs. Passing Song Lie's bedroom, Somehow, he pushed open a crack in the door and squeezed in.

Song Lie hadn't returned to the compound for half a month. He was busy with work, and occasionally he would stay in a house in the urban area when he went back to Sichuan. When he crossed Pomegranate Lane from the urban area, he would not be able to return within two hours if there was a traffic jam.

Sometimes Xie Xize went to look for him, and the people in the office said that he was talking about work outside and couldn't come to see him. In short, Song Lie had many excuses to avoid him. If he doesn't mention it at all, Song Lie is the best person in the world who treats him the best.

Song Lie's breath remained on the bed, Xie Xize was like an addict/gentleman, pulled the quilt over his face to breathe, the pillow was Song Lie's, and the quilt was also covered by him, Xie Xize began to perform in his mind Create a romance that belongs to him and Song Lie, thinking about it, the front of the shorts gradually swells up, he turns sideways and bends his legs, his hands slowly get in from the bottom of the pants, thin sweat drips from his face stuffed on the pillow, Very bright red.

After a long time, he let out a suppressed groan, and there was a smell on the bed, his white and thin hands stretched across the head of the bed, took out a few pieces of paper and wiped his body hastily.

After the incident was over, Xie Xize lay down and began to let go of himself. It was not the first time he did this on Song Lie's bed. At first he still felt guilty, but after many times, it became natural. Song Lie didn't come over often. The more fueled his arrogance.

Folding the quilt into tofu cubes, tidying up the room, Xie Xize went downstairs, and Li Bo was calling Song Lie to report on his recent diet and daily life.

"Yes, sir, the young master has lost weight recently."

"Young master hasn't slept well for two days."

"Okay, the cake is already ordered."

As the phone call was about to end, Uncle Li looked at Xie Xize who was standing on the stairs, and, out of selfishness, said one more thing he shouldn't have urged.

"Sir, the young master misses you very much. If you can find time, come back and see him."

After the phone call ended, Xie Xize took a sip of the watermelon juice in his hand, and asked Uncle Li earnestly, "How is it? What did Song Lie say? Are you coming back tomorrow?"

Song Lie didn't promise to come back tomorrow on the phone, Li Bo smiled kindly, and weaved a white lie, "Mr. will try to find time to come over."

Xie Xize suddenly understood, and all the raised hair fell out, "Uncle, you don't have to coax me."

Xie Xize's health is not very good. He took a leave of absence from school this year to take care of his health at home. Recently, he finally returned to normal. Uncle Li was worried that it would affect him, so he said, "Young Master, how about you invite some classmates over to play?"

Young people are always more lively, and their peers have a lot of topics to talk about, and they are not allowed to be happy when they stay together.

Xie Xize said, "Let me take a look." Turning around and going back to the room, he wondered who to call.