He became my husband after rebirth

After Xie Xize left, Song Lie was unable to do other things for a long time. The door of Song Yuan was closed and he did not receive anyone.

The umbrella tree that Xie Xize planted in the south courtyard was full of green buds. Song Lie took care of his funeral and sat under the tree every day to wait. Not long after, the flowers bloomed and the tree was covered with snow-white .

Song Lie often recalls in a trance the picture of Xie Xize being a child, a small person wandering around the saplings. The child is not tall enough, so Song Lie lifts him up on his shoulders. A few years later, he looks at the child and the saplings together. Raise and grow up.

The tree planted by Ozawa bloomed, and it was time for the two of them to enjoy the flowers together, but his Ozawa was gone.

Song Lie began to sit under the tree and waited for Xie Xize to come back. The wait lasted for a whole day, from before dawn until the night was dark, and there was no one on the first day. Song Lie was reluctant to go back to the house to rest. Wait, sit under the tree all night mixed with the fragrance of flowers.

the next day……

Song Lie still didn’t go back to the house the next day. He felt refreshed in early autumn. He ate breakfast at the bottom of the tree. Those words were intended for Xie Xize, but his child seemed unable to hear them.

Day three, day four, day five...

Song Lie didn't take a step out of the Song family's courtyard. The company urged more calls every time, and he pushed them to other subordinates. He didn't do anything every day and just waited at the bottom of the tree.

Later, when the autumn wind blew up and the weather turned cooler, the wind rolled up the petals and fell all over his shoulders, covering the place under his feet.

All the flowers that just bloomed this year withered, and Xie Xize didn't come back...

Song Lie sadly realized that the child he took care of would never come back.

It was only the first year. The first Spring Festival Xie Xize left, Song Lie did not celebrate the New Year. Everyone in the company took annual leave. He stayed in the company to work overtime throughout the holiday. Send back to the compound.

Song Lie didn't dare to come back here, because there were many traces left by Xie Xize in Songyuan, such as childish nicks on the stone railing, childish stickers pasted by the window, animal pillows placed on the sofa, hidden in the The mobile game toys at the bottom of the cabinet, the homework grid book in the drawer of the desk in the study, all of which were left by Xie Xize since he was a child. people.

Song Lie had a cold year. When Song Jing came to see him for the New Year, he told him a lot to cheer him up. Song Jing taught Xie Xize three years of biology. Song Lie really missed people, so he asked Song Jing Regarding Xie Xize's situation in class, when he heard that Xie Xize would occasionally sleep in class and wander off, he would smile unconsciously, and when he heard that he was being bullied, he would frown and ask who was the bully. The female classmate stuffed him with love letters, and Song Lie was thinking about the homework grid book at the bottom of the drawer.

When the child first learned to write, he was the first to learn his name. Song Lie, who was full of twists and turns, wrote many pages, and stuffed them in the drawer after a day of writing. After a long time, he forgot, so Song Lie put Write Xie Xize's name one by one in the blank space of the grid book.

In the second year, Song Lie still didn't get used to his child and left him. There was a photo of the two of them in his mobile phone. If he missed him, he would open it.

But after a long time, the person watching through the mobile phone gradually became distorted in Song Lie's mind. The person who had to watch it several times a day, his outline, his expression, faded away from his memory over time, He changed from watching it once a day, twice or three times to six or seven times. No matter how many times he watched it, he realized with horror that he still couldn't remember what Xie Xize looked like.

Song Lie realized belatedly that during the two years since Xie Xize left, he had never seen him in a dream.

The third year……

In the third year, Song Lie began to have white hair. A man in his early forties, his physique is still strong and tall, and his appearance is handsome and charming, but his white hair can't be covered up, and he didn't try to cover it up. Tactfully suggested whether to contact him with a stylist, he shook his head and said to keep it as it is, at first the gray hairs only grew in one or two strands, and then most of them turned gray from a distance.

Despite this, Song Lie is still favored by many famous ladies, saying that although a man like him looks indifferent, he can take care of others at first glance. Song Lie sneered secretly, if he knew how to take care of people, why would he follow him 12 I took care of my child until he died.

Thinking of that child, his head hurts. In the short three years, he could not remember Xie Xize's appearance. When he returned to the office, he picked up his phone and opened the photos he had seen countless times. One, two Zhang and Sanzhang slowly pieced together the appearance of each other in their minds. When the work was over, he thought about it again, but the child's appearance began to blur again. He, he couldn't remember...

The fourth year, the fifth year... In the 12th year, I heard that 12 years is the reincarnation time of a person. Song Lie, who had just turned [-], flew back from abroad very early, and the driver picked him up. He rubbed his tired eyes and told the driver to go straight to the cemetery.

It was raining, and through the rain-soaked car window, Song Lie thought of something he hadn't thought about for a long time.Probably because people are old, the body automatically produces the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. Every time he thinks of that child, his head and heart hurt together. No matter how he thinks about it later, he can't remember it anymore. Zexiangxiang's mobile phone was put away properly by him. He was busy with his career, and only at this time of the year, no matter where he was, he would come back on time.

The cemetery was very deserted. Song Lie came to Xie Xize's tomb with flowers in his hands. The person in the photo was always fixed at 20 years old, with clear eyebrows and dark eyes, and a bright and proud smile on the corner of his mouth, just like the scorching sun on a July day. With a sun and rain, it brings a gentle taste.

Song Lie watched, and suddenly felt that Xie Xize's appearance gradually became clear, as if he had come alive again in his heart. After 12 years, if Xie Xize is still alive, he should be the best age for a man now. He may be high-spirited, handsome, mature and stable, or he may still be a young boy with a changeable mood, no matter what he is , Song Lie felt very happy thinking about it, but he himself began to slowly age.

"Ozawa, I miss you very much."

The people in front of the tomb are smiling at him.

When Song Jing received the news to visit him, his eyes turned red.

At that time, Song Lie was sitting in the yard drinking tea, Li Bo was getting old, but he had been guarding the yard, and Pomegranate Lane was still the long street. Change.The tip of the branch was chirping non-stop, and the number of umbrellas had grown very large. He looked up at the top, and suddenly remembered that when Xie Xize was a child, he didn't like to play with other children, and Song Lie was not at home. He picked up a long bamboo cat and hunted cicadas around the tree. When Song Lie came back in the afternoon, he saw a bunch of cicadas lined up in the middle of the courtyard, squeaking, and one of them stopped. Xie Xize squatted down and poked them with his fingers, making sure to make them scream.

Song Lie walked into him, knelt down with him and asked, "Is it fun?"

Only then did Xie Xize cheer, and wrapped his hands around his neck, "Why did you come back? I've been waiting for you all day!"

Song Lie just laughed, carried the child to the faucet to wash his hands, and then carried the child into the house for Xie Xize to ride as a horse.

Song Jing looked at his smile, and asked in a daze for a moment: "Uncle, do you still remember that child?"

How many years, how many years, a full 12 years, his uncle still hasn't forgotten that child.

The uncle and nephew hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they should have had a good chat. Song Jing looked at the handsome gray-haired man who was over fifty years old. His uncle's face became more and more cold and hard, as if there was no trace of softness. Only that It takes a long time for the child to soften him up.

Song Jing kept silent, and turned around to pick up his son. He originally wanted to show Song Lie a look, but now it seems unnecessary.

His uncle is not cold-hearted, but just no longer has that child.

Song Lie hasn't had a dream for many years, at least the shadow of Xie Xize has never appeared in the dream.

A thunderstorm fell over the entire city of Sichuan at night, the rain fell on the window glass, and the sound of rustling brought Xie Xize's figure into Song Lie's dream.

12 years of a dream, a dream and it seems that 12 years have passed, Song Lie finally saw his boy in the dream.

"Ozawa!" he kept shouting in his dream, "wait for me!"

Song Lie only grabbed one of Xie Xize's fingers, and he regained consciousness immediately after being freed by the other party.

Xie Xize's room had long since dissipated his smell, and the room was cold. Song Lie groped for the dark light and got out of bed. The lightning broke through the night sky and was reflected in the mirror. Song Lie looked at himself in the mirror with full hair, He blinked his wet eyes, and a strong emotion burst from his chest, squeezing his throat.

He roared silently, don't you want me to love you, I will give you my heart, my body, and everything I have, I will give you everything, I love you, come back!

Without Xie Xize, Song Lie cried and laughed hoarsely, he is already 50 years old, Ozawa, Ozawa...

……

It took Xie Xize a long time to come back to his senses. Song Lie's eyes were full of tears, and the brown tenderness in his eyes was cut to pieces. He said that he would give whatever he wanted, and the hands holding him While trembling, Xie Xize broke free with a slight movement.He turned his face away, a tear bubble appeared under his nose.

Song Lie looked at him and said in a low voice: "Xiaozawa, the flowers are all in bloom, but you are not here. Do you remember the agreement with me to see the flowers?"

Xie Xize shook his head, his throat was hoarse, and he didn't dare to look at Song Lie's wet eyes.

The situation was completely different from what he had imagined. He had thought that the matter of rebirth would be revealed by him one day, and that Song Lie would be surprised by this and would blame him for hiding it from him.Who knew, this man knew the truth a long time ago, and revealed it while crying in front of him.

"Ozawa." Song Lie endured the pain in his heart. In front of Xie Xize, such a tall man suddenly knelt down and kissed the back of his hand lightly, "When I come back, the first thing I do is tell myself , this time I won’t make you sad again, I’ll give you whatever you want, including me, my heart, my love, I have everything you want, I just want to ask you, are you willing to give me a chance to start over ?"

25

Xie Xize lowered his eyelashes, and his gaze fell on a certain point, "Do you want me to give you a chance?"

"Ozawa, I beg you."

Song Lie could say the word begging without hesitation, Xie Xize was not without shock.

He never dared to think that one day Song Lie would show this expression and beg for his response. This man said that he had been waiting for him under the tree for a long time. Should he be happy or sad?

He thought they would never meet again, but in the end, they were just chasing after him again. After thinking about it for a long time, the man who didn't even look at him told him that he loved him.

He was the one who won, but when this moment came, he was far calmer than he imagined.

Song Lie was waiting for his response, his dark brown eyes were still wet, Xie Xize had a lot to say in his stomach, and in the end, he just said dryly: "Go home first."

It seems... There is nothing to say, let alone something to show off.

He was walking down the mountain road with his trouser pockets in his pockets, and felt that the man's eyes had been fixed on his back. He was upset, so he kicked the stones on the side of the road forward, as if he was kicking the stones like a human being. Vent anger.

Song Lie walked behind Xie Xize silently. It would be a lie if he wasn't disappointed, but the child didn't directly reject him. Doesn't that mean he still has some hope?

He didn't force Xie Xize to agree right away, and now he didn't dare to do anything that made Xie Xize feel unhappy. He was afraid that the child would run away again, and if he ran away again, he couldn't bear the huge gap that the other party was not by his side. .

Lost and found, lost and found.

Xie Xize was still kicking stones in front of him, he reluctantly hooked the corners of his mouth, stepped forward and grabbed the opponent's arm, and persuaded in a low voice: "Stop kicking, be careful that your feet will hurt."

Xie Xize withdrew his hand and stared at him inexplicably, "You don't care about it."

Song Lie whispered: "I'm so angry, you can kick me."

So Xie Xize landed on Song Lie's heel. He was not polite, and a shoe print was printed on the leg of his trousers.

Song Lie smiled, compared to the helpless smile just now, she is really happy now.

Just after the afternoon, the two rushed back to the village. Xie Xize remembered the absurd things he did in the flower field just now, and looked at Song Lie without much face, and felt quite ashamed.If you have something to say, you can't say it well, you have to be in the flower field in broad daylight...

But the main mistake just now was on Song Lie. If it wasn't for the old bastard's intention to seduce him, and his skill is so good, how could he be so involuntary like a chicken?

He thought, if Song Lie dared to mess with him like this in the future, he would kick him up.

Receiving his unkind eyes, Song Lie looked down at his body, "Ozawa, what's wrong?"

Xie Xize sneered coldly, thinking that this person hadn't come out just now, so he said, "It's pretty quick."

Song Lie touched his nose, sighed and laughed lowly, he felt that he had no face in front of the children.

The two entered the small courtyard of Xie's family one after the other, and since Grandma Osmanthus left, the whole yard became much deserted, and the daffodils planted in the corner suddenly withered, and Grandma Osmanthus took care of these flowers and plants for many years, and in the end, Or leave with the old man.

Xie Xize dropped Song Lie and ran to collect the flowers and plants in the wooden frame. The yard hadn't been cleaned for several days and looked desolate.

Seeing that Xie Xize was immersed in his work and ignoring him, Song Lie said a few words to him, and then went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. There was only two people left in the yard. Although it was cold, it was interesting to be around.

Xie Xize cleaned the yard as usual, and when he was waving the broom in his hand, Zhang Wen came to see him halfway.Just after the funeral, Xie Xize knew that others were not very willing to come over for fear of getting bad luck, so when he saw Zhang Wen appearing at the door, he asked him to stop.

"Brother Awen, you should go back first, don't come to see me, I'm fine."

Xie Xize said he was fine, but actually lost a lot of weight during this time. Zhang Wen was shocked when he saw him. The boy in front of him was so thin that he almost lost his shape. It's too difficult to raise. A little bit of meat that took more than a month to raise will return to its original shape in a few days.

That thin and slender arm was similar to the bamboo broom he held in his hand. He looked light and fluffy. Zhang Wen blurted out and asked, "Why are you so thin?!"

Xie Xize waved the broom indifferently, "I've been sick for a few days, and I'll be fine after a while."

Zhang Wen said: "The old hen nourishes the body, I will go back and talk to my family, how many will I bring for you?"

Xie Xize was about to refuse, when Song Lie came back from watering the vegetable garden, and saw Zhang Wense chatting with him enthusiastically, looking calm on the surface, but Xie Xize knew that he was not happy, he brought Thinking about watching a play, the old man definitely doesn't like talking to Zhang Wen.

But whether the old man likes it or not, he still wants to talk to Zhang Wen.

Zhang Wen has a good heart. He has helped Xie Xize once or twice in the village. He talked with people for a few minutes, and promised to go to their house for dinner when he was free. After sending Zhang Wengang away, Xie Xize looked back. Lie's face stinks.

The man's trouser legs are still covered with wet mud, so there is no image of a high-end elite who usually strategizes.

He shrugged, "Are you angry?"

Song Lie's eyes followed him, and went back to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Xie Xize used to provoke Song Lie, but this old man was rarely angry. Once he was angry, he would pick him up and spank him silently. After the spanking, he asked him with a straight face, "Do you know what's wrong?"

But that was in the past, does the old man dare to be angry now?

Xie Xize ran out of the kitchen with the broom, and asked, "Song Lie, when did you know that I was also reborn?"

Song Lie looked up at him, and said softly, "I was a little suspicious earlier, but I guessed it when you had a fever and I sent you to the hospital."

Xie Xize stared: "It's early, so why are you still pretending to me?"

Song Lie looked at him expressionlessly, which meant to cooperate with him in pretending.

He made a cut, and continued to run back to clean the yard. Thinking about it, he was still a little angry. Song Lie knew that he was pretending, so let it be fine if he didn't point it out, and watched him perform.

In the past two days, the food has been plentiful. Song Lie seems to want to raise him like a pig, and he can do whatever he likes. He has never figured out where Song Lie, the big boss, has the time to learn the virtuous skills of these house-cooking husbands.

Song Lie said: "After you left, I spent a few years learning it myself."

Xie Xize poked at the rice in the bowl, "What are you learning to do, and I'm not here."

Song Lie did this just to keep something in mind for himself, but he didn't tell Xie Xize.Song Lie found that he had no chance to show weakness in front of Xie Xize. The child's character was used to be lawless in his early years, and he would push his nose on his face if he was given something sweet. Even if he shed tears yesterday, he still couldn't get Xie Xize Shake half point.

He said he loved him, but people didn't take it seriously.

So Song Lie felt that he couldn't get too used to Xie Xize, otherwise the matter would just be delayed again and again, and he could wait for a day or two, but not for longer.

Xie Xize is too thin now, he has only a little bit of meat after raising it for so long, he has to live in a place with conditions, and needs a nutritionist to prepare three meals for him, Xie Xize doesn't care about these, but Song Lie is terrified.

"Ozawa, would you like to leave with me?"

Xie Xize raised his head from the bowl, his eyebrows were knit together, "Leave?" He shook his head, "I won't go."

He asked: "You want to go? Then go, I will stay and look at the yard."

Song Lie put down his chopsticks, his eyes were harsh, he quickly digested his emotions, and asked calmly: "You stay here by yourself, how will you live? Look at how thin you are, what if you get sick? Who do you want to count on?" Taking care of you? That Zhang Wen?"

"Then I didn't come on my knees to beg you to take care of me." After Xie Xize said this, the room was quiet, Song Lie's face was cold, and he didn't speak.

Song Lie was angry.

He threw away the bowl, "It's none of Zhang Wen's business." After speaking, he ran out to boil hot water to take a bath by himself, intentionally cooking less than half of the pot, and asked Song Lie to cook it himself later.

Song Lie didn't say much that night, and Xie Xize didn't tell him. After taking a shower, he went back to his room and lay down. The door was locked to prevent Song Lie from sneaking in in the middle of the night.

The next morning, Xie Xize woke up and found that the environment had changed.He is not in the room, but in the car.

This expressway was going back to Sichuan City. He pressed his forehead against the car window and looked at the barren hills outside, his anger rising little by little.Song Lie, who was sitting on the other side, moved away from the computer that was processing documents, and was about to hug him, but he swung him away, "Song Lie, where are you taking me? I told you last night that I want to show grandma the yard. Not going anywhere."

Song Lie stared at him, suddenly smiled softly, and even played with his slightly curly hair. He was still wearing pajamas, which was messed up. Song Lie buttoned him up, but he bit his cheek and took it away.

"Speak clearly."

Song Lie said, "Take you back, let's get married."