Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

An Bu Yan wakes up from the deep dream, the sky is still dim, only a little light.

He raised his hand to support his forehead, as if trying to forget something, but those memories with blood, with sin, day and night gnawing at him, to make him restless, not good to die.

He dreamed again. Dream of things many years ago.

It's really been a long time. I've had a glimpse of the flowers in my dream.

He saw his father walking towards him many years ago at the foot of the istral mountains, holding a little girl in one hand. The little girl was wearing a pink blue skirt, like a flower growing carefree only in spring.

On that day, the father was very happy, pointing to him and saying, "princess, this is my son, called anbuyan."

The little princess is not afraid of Dr. an. She lives in the royal family. The little princess who is praised by many stars has never seen this world dangerous. She has no idea what a terrible madman Dr. an is.

At that time, she slightly squatted down and looked at him curled up on the ground like a dead dog with a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, some doubts: "uncle, is he afraid of me?"

Dr. an said with a smile: "he is timid and does not like talking. If the princess doesn't like him, don't pay attention to him."

The little princess asked innocently, "don't like to talk, so it's called silence?"

Dr. an: "maybe, his name was obtained by his mother."

At that time, an Buyan was contemptuous and envious of this simple and stupid little princess.

He did not understand why such a tyrannical father was willing to play with the little girl until one day, he found that in some ways, the little princess looked like his mother, the woman who had been addicted to her life in the golden chamber.

At that time, Ann Buyan thought that maybe his father always had some nostalgia for his mother, but the whip that fell on him was heavier and more painful. He stood in front of the bright Fay, just like a poor homeless wild dog.

So the little princess took pity on him. She often bandaged his wounds and gave him some delicious food.

But these could not be changed into a little soft hearted, which was just her charity.

An Buyan sat up, almost indistinguishable from the present world. He opened the window and saw a large number of Jacaranda outside the window. In the clear moonlight, they were lingering and scattered, and finally calmed some anger in his heart.

Then he got up and went into the opposite room.

On the bed lay a little girl, two or three years old, sleeping soundly.

Through the colored glass window, the moonlight poured out the silver light on the girl's soft and white cheek, as if it was the cleanest thing in this dirty world.

Ann Bu Yan gently breathed a sigh and touched the girl's cheek.

I don't know when, he even needs to look at her, in order to have a moment of relief.

Before he took back his hand, someone was quiet at the door, but he seemed to be praying, "ah Yan Ah Yan, don't hurt her... "

Ann did not look back and saw the woman with no change in her memory.

In fact, she is no longer young. She has fine lines around her eyes at the age of 30. She is no longer the carefree little princess, nor the sister who will give him a baked sweet potato on a cold night.

An Buyu's face was pale, wearing a nightdress, as if he was awakened from some nightmare, and his look was still a little frightened. Looking at him, there was no pity and love in his eyes. Instead, he was a kind of fright and disgust to the extreme of indifference.

An Buyan once thought that an Buyu was his salvation. Now it seems that this woman is his supreme disaster.

It was clearly her who brought him back to the world from hell, but she took him to the pure white and clean world of the world, but she gave up and did not care about his bewilderment and cowardice.

Ann didn't say to take back her hand. The softness on her face disappeared for a moment. There was no ups and downs. She said, "what is my sister worried about? Don't worry. I promised my sister that I would not hurt her

Ann Buyu didn't know when it was already full of tears. She stood up with the door frame and looked at an Buyan. There was some struggle in her tears. Finally, she closed her eyes and whispered, "ah Yan Ah Yan, when did you become the second doctor an... "

The tone of this is so gentle, but an Buyan feels that every word in this sentence is like a sharp blow broken dagger. His heart is full of holes.

When did Dr. Ann become him?

It's you, sister. You made me like this.

An Bu Yan looked at her for a long time, suddenly laughed: "sister said this strange, I have not always been like this?"

An Bu Yu cried bitterly.

An Bu Yan leaned over and picked up the sleeping child. The little girl felt the familiar breath and rubbed in his arms at ease, leaning against his shoulder.An Bu Yu's pupils dilated instantly: "ah Yan! Ah Yan, what are you doing?! You put Ashan down You don't want to take her away... "

An Buyan gently smile, like the devil in the dark to tear off their bright skin bag, revealing the ferocious appearance of blood dripping.

It is like a poisonous snake, spitting out the bright red letter son in the moonlight, saying gently: "I said, I won't do anything to her."

Ann Buyu kept crying and begging, but that day Ann Buyan was not soft hearted. He walked out of the castle with ice in his arms. In the bleak night, he wrapped the baby in his arms with clothes, and walked the 9999 marble steps step by step.

It was cold that day, and the wind hurt his face, but it was also beautiful that day. He remembered the colorful appearance of the couplets and the crescent moon in the sky.

From then on, deep in my heart, in addition to those petals and moonlight, there is a small warmth in my arms.

The days always slip away when people don't pay attention to it. An Buyan is more and more tired of the world and more and more violent. He often feels that he has lost something, but no matter how hard he tries to recall, he can't remember it.

Until one day, a young girl in her teens was holding his hand and watching the first snow with him, she suddenly asked, "Yan, do you have any dream?"

An Bu Yan was stunned and was asked by the little girl. Finally, she just laughed: "well, I had a dream when I was a child, that is, I wanted to be like your mother."

Ice looks at him suspiciously.

An Bu Yan whispered: "some people hurt, some people love, some people ask for warmth, some people add clothes and vegetables."