Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

Xu Mu sat on the balcony in the sun.

As a matter of fact, when Hua Yu stood at the door and looked at it, he felt that Xu Mu was still a teenager 13 years ago, and his eyebrows and eyes were still indifferent.

Over the years, flower language has never seen a second person in the brow and eye will be cold alienated and arrogant combination so seamless.

Hear the movement, Xu Mu slightly side head, see flower language, smile, "you come."

Hua Yu puts Yu Zhiyi on the ground and is led by Yu Mengzhou. He walks step by step in front of him. It is only when he finds that the person in front of him has no appearance of a dying person except his face is a little pale.

If it is not unnecessary, Hua Yu almost suspects that Gu Buzhi cheated her.

Xu Mu raised his chin: "sit."

Hua Yu sat down opposite him in a low voice: "long time no see."

“…… Long time no see. " "You have not changed much from many years ago," Xu said

Flower language way: "you also have not."

Xu Mu shook his head: "I have changed too much, but you don't know it."

"Stop talking about it." "What about you? How about you

"Good." Flower language said: "in addition to the daughter is not too relaxed, there is nothing bad."

"I hear your daughter is two years old." Xu Mu said with a smile: "originally, when you gave birth to her, you wanted to visit you, but Later, I think it's best for you not to meet again. "

"Yier." "Come here."

Yu Zhiyi has been able to walk, but not very stable. Hearing her mother's call, she ran to her mother. Hua Yu picked her up and looked at Xu Mu: "I know Yi."

Yu Zhiyi looked at this beautiful stranger and thought of his mother's words. He called out sweetly, "Hello, uncle."

Xu Mu laughed and stretched out his hand: "don't you know who you are?"

Without waiting for flower language to say anything, Yu Zhiyi has climbed into Xu Mu's arms and raised a pair of dark eyes to look at him.

"The twelve curved railings are as bright as jade. Roll up the sky from high, the sea water shake empty green. The dream of the sea is long, and you worry about me. The south wind knows what I mean and dreams of Xizhou Zhiyi is a good name. " There was a faint smile between Xu's eyebrows. In fact, he didn't often have such an expression. The sun was thin and light, shining on his side face, showing a kind of thin, empty and lonely.

Yu Zhiyi looked at him curiously: "is uncle not happy?"

"Happy." Xu Mu said, "I'm very happy to see you."

Yu Zhiyi immediately narrowed his eyes and laughed: "Yi'er is also very happy to see uncle."

"You've never seen me before." Xu Mu was a little funny: "how can I be happy when I see it?"

Yu Zhiyi said intimately, "because Uncle looks very good."

“……” Flower language coughs: "this girl is like me, look at the face."

Xu Mu coughed: "fortunately, I'm not bad."

The flower language was silent for a moment It's not only good. If you had developed in the entertainment industry, you would have been enchanted. "

Xu Mu's skin appearance is indisputable. Even in his illness, his face is still as cold as when he was young.

"What a pity." "Maybe it won't be long before I die," Xu Mu said

Hua Yu pursed her lips You don't want to live anymore? "

"It's boring." Xu Mu said.

It's not that his body is no better than his heart.

After so many years of ups and downs, ups and downs, I have seen the most beautiful woman in the world, drank the strongest wine in the world, and looked on coldly. I have already been tired of the most beautiful prosperity in the world.

He let Yu Zhiyi grasp one of his fingers to play, and his voice was quiet: "you can come to see me, I'm very happy, perhaps on the road, it will not be so painful."

Hua Yu's fingers clenched slowly Have you even ignored Ashu? "

"Ah Shu has grown up." Xu Mu said. "He should learn to accept."

Hua Yu is suddenly very sad.

At that time, she was dressed in fury, but now she is in good shape. Is it a trick of fate or is she wrong?

In the deepest dream of midnight, she would dream that if she had not been reborn, an Buyan would not have died like that, Xu Mu and Xu Shu would not have ended like this. Maybe everyone except Yu Jinhuai and her would have fulfilled their wishes.

However, the God is unfair. If you care for one person, you will never take care of another person.

"It has nothing to do with you." Xu Mu suddenly said: "uncle's fate has long been predestined. For so many years, I was by his side, just like watching a man cut his own vein, slowly bleeding out. You are just a catalyst."

He coughed suddenly, and Huayu saw the blood between his fingers, but he wiped it off with Great indifference, and threw the paper towel aside for fear of frightening Yu Zhiyi.Flower language to look at the sky, is a very distant light blue.

Xu Mu said, "if you lift your head up, tears will still fall."

“……” Hua Yu bit her teeth: "when I went out today, I told myself that I should never cry. Xu mu, you know, in the past 13 years, I have never shed a drop of tears because I felt so miserable when I was still alive."

Xu Mu nodded: "I know that Yu Jinhuai is very good to you, and what you trust is right."

"But when I see you like this, I can't help tears." Hua Yu raised her hand to wipe off the moistening of the corners of her eyes, and her voice trembled: "you said that if you died quietly, why did you have to call me to make me sad?"

Maybe Xu Mu died in silence. A few years later, Hua Yu learned the news. However, when a lamp comes to dawn, no matter how much love and hate will be swallowed up by the dawn along with the long night that has passed away. No matter how many complex emotions will not be exposed in front of people like today.

Hua Yu's eyes are flushed with water, but with a trace of resentment: "even if I'm going to die, I won't be let go, right?"

Xu Mu chuckled and nodded: "you know that I am a person. You don't do loss making business. If you don't see me, you won't always remember me."

"Flower language, I think you will always remember me." He looked at the distant mountain. "I think you will always remember me as if you remember my uncle."

Flower language's tears finally fell on the table.

Yu Zhiyi saw her mother crying, and immediately climbed to her side and called her in horror.

Hua Yu wiped her tears and comforted her daughter: "Yi'er, mother is OK, but there is sand flying into her eyes Be good. "

The morning sun is always a bit subtle and gentle, quietly falling in this corner, how many years things have changed, only the sun, still eternal.