The Villains All Fell in Love with Me After Rebirth

Chapter 73: see you again

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Seeing this, Ji Ling was very puzzled. Aren't you the ones who just took it easy and didn't intend to watch the fun? Why are you acting like a fuss now

The girl looked at Wen Yan in a daze, tears welled up in her eyes, and said angrily: "If you don't like it, you don't like it, why make such an excuse!" Then she ran away crying!

Wang Yixin and Zheng Lin were stunned watching this scene. In fact, everyone present almost had this expression.

But Wen Yan didn't seem to know how amazing his words were, his expression didn't change at all, ignoring everyone's gaze, he walked over from the cafeteria calmly, even holding the gift from the girl just now in his hand.

It was not until Wen Yan's figure disappeared that there were discussions one after another in the cafeteria.

Wang Yixin bumped Zheng Lin with his elbow, "Hey, is it true what Senior Yu said? Or is it just an excuse to reject other girls?"

Zheng Lin was a little uncertain: "If you say such things just to reject others, you will kill your enemy and hurt yourself by 800, right? Even if it spreads out, it will become true..."

When Ji Ling heard this, he finally understood why they were so surprised, and asked, "Isn't he gay?"

Wang Yixin fell into deep thought: "I don't know if he is gay, but at least before today, no one thinks he is gay." Although Senior Yu has never been in a relationship at school, he is famous for being gentle and patient with girls, and even more so. He has never had any scandals with the same sex. He is handsome and clean. Although there is a slight suspicion of central air conditioning, this does not prevent him from being popular!

As long as he has no owner for a day, women feel that they have hope!

How could women confess to him if they knew he was gay? !

Zheng Lin held his chin: "Or, Senior Yu is actually a closet?! If he likes men, then it seems understandable that he can resist the gentle attacks of women these four years without falling into the trap! "Think differently, if it's him! How could I refuse such a temptation!

Wang Yixin: "What you said seems to make sense..."

Zheng Lin: "But it doesn't rule out that he is just impatient, so he just found an excuse to reject others, once and for all. After today's incident, I guess no girl will confess to him again..."

Wang Yixin: "You said that if he is really gay, is it the one above or the one below?"

Zheng Lin immediately became interested: "He looks so good-looking, he should be below, hehehe?"

Ji Ling: "..."

Didn't these two guys look like they didn't believe in rational analysis just now? Why did you start discussing up and down in the blink of an eye? Sure enough, he shouldn't have hoped for the integrity of contemporary college students.

Wen Yan walked out of the school with a gift, and the classmates who greeted him on the way all responded with warm smiles.

He didn't live on campus, but rented a single apartment across the street not far from the school. He came to the stairwell, but no one was there at the time, so he casually threw the gift in his hand into the trash bucket.

There was a tick - the elevator had just reached the first floor and the metal door opened.

Wen Yan took the elevator to the eighteenth floor, took out the key and opened the door, entered the door and put on slippers, went to the living room and opened the curtains, squinting his eyes to look at the dark sky outside.

There was no warmth in the black eyes, which implied deep self-mockery and sarcasm.

It has been ten days since he woke up in this world.

But this didn't make his mood fluctuate.

Resurrection... He still watched the boy die in front of him again.

Even more powerless and desperate than in the previous life... Even though he tried his best, the final result still remained the same, he could not keep the one he loved after all.

At that moment, he began to doubt the meaning of his existence.

He climbed up by all means, stained his hands with blood for money and power, and finally achieved his goal, surpassing countless nobles as a commoner. It stands to reason that he succeeded, so he should be happy, but all of this can't bring him spiritual satisfaction, nor can he fill his empty soul. He is like a ghost living in the shadows, and he can't stand in the sunshine anyway. Now, no matter how much he gets, he can't hide his despicable and dark heart, and he can't make those nobles really care about him and respect him.

There is only one person, who is a high-ranking nobleman, but doesn't care about his status as a commoner, doesn't care about the mistakes he made, always treats him as an equal person, and is willing to give him tenderness and kindness... But he can't protect that person.

What is the purpose of living

Wen Yan asked himself this question countless times.

For him... it's really just for one person.

Without that person, the world lost its meaning to him, but he still lived on in the end.

Because the last order the boy gave him was to let him live well.

He is worried about him...

Wen Yan thought of the boy, and a look of tenderness and pain slowly appeared in his eyes.

I swore never to betray you again, to give you my allegiance, my life, my everything... So I will obey your orders, live well, and you will be happy, right? I'll let you see that I'm doing fine.

Wen Yan has left Emperor Star since that day.

He left the center of imperial power that he had spared no effort to stand on in his previous life.

He wandered in the universe for a while, and finally came to Beifeng Xingluanshui City, and returned to the hut where they used to live.

This planet was once in danger, but Ji Ling protected it at the cost of sacrificing himself. He really cared about everything here, the people here and those friends.

The young man is different from himself, he only cares about the young man from the beginning to the end, and doesn't care about the lives of other people... Except for the young man, anyone's life has no value in his eyes, and he can give it up at will.

But this time, he wanted to protect the place that the boy wanted to protect.

Protect those he wants to protect.

To try, to care about other people's lives, to try, to live like a normal person.

Wen Yan has lived in seclusion there for many years, and Beifeng Star has gradually changed from a backward and remote planet to a well-known, rich and stable planet in the Moore Galaxy. People live and work here in peace and contentment, praising the powerful existence that secretly guards the planet.

People think that he is compassionate and compassionate.

Even if he doesn't know his identity, he is not stingy in his gratitude to him.

Wen Yan never thought that one day a selfish and ruthless person like himself would gain the sincere gratitude and respect of others.

It's a pity that he is not as powerful as they thought. The people here have never seen a real strong man in the universe.

This is just a small corner in the vast universe...

Here he can protect countless people like a god, but in Emperor Star, in front of the real strong, he can't even protect the one person he loves the most.

He is just a weakling.

In the face of fate, he is weak and sad like an ant.

Rebirth is meaningless to him.

To live is nothing more than his promise to the one he loves.

It took him years to fulfill this promise, and just when he thought it could finally be over... he woke up again.

Came to this uncivilized, comfortable, small and fragile ancient earth, and woke up on a cowardly human being with a hangover.

Although it seemed ridiculous, Wen Yan accepted all this calmly.

Not everyone has the right and freedom to choose death, so he chooses to accept the arrangement of fate.

Stop doing unnecessary resistance.

Ji Ling lived an ordinary but happy college life, taking classes and painting every day.

Wang Yixin and Zheng Lin were looking forward to Miss Ning's coming to invite Ji Ling every day, and repeatedly told Ji Ling that if Ji Ling was invited by Ning Kehan, he must not forget his good brother.

Chen Ming just skipped class that day, and when he learned about it later, he gave Ji Ling a thumbs up in admiration, and volunteered to help Ji Xiaoling, saying that he would call him next time when something happened.

What a group of youthful and turbulent college students...

Ji Ling admired his face in the mirror. He always knew that his appearance was not bad, but he didn't expect that there would be so many benefits to being a grassroots. He didn't think much of it when he was in high school

I am just ordinary and handsome now, if this is how I was in the interstellar world, then it’s okay? I'm afraid I won't be overwhelmed by mad bees and butterflies every day!

Uh... Suddenly, I seem to understand why they like me. Those snake spirits are actually the control of death!

Thinking about it this way, I can understand them, hey, the world of facial control is just so unreasonable.

So, just be normal!

Apart from attending classes, Ji Ling took out his sketchbook when he had nothing to do, and drew some beautiful scenery he saw in another world.

He gradually began to look at all this calmly. In fact, he didn't need to deliberately avoid it. Anyway, he would never meet those people again, right? Just treat it as a foreign experience.

That magnificent and majestic world gave him a lot of inspiration.

Don't think about bad tasks, there are actually many good things worth remembering...

A week passed quickly, and on Friday afternoon, Wang Yixin said to Ji Ling: "We are going to play games at night, are you going?"

Ji Ling shook his head: "I'm going home."

Zheng Lin enviously said: "It's good to live in the local area, and you can go home on weekends."

Chen Ming chuckled: "Why, you want to go home too?"

Zheng Lin: "... No, I don't want to."

He hasn't enjoyed his unrestricted college career yet, who would be so eager to go home! It's not a child who hasn't been weaned. He will be nagged to death by his parents when he goes home to play a game.

Don't go back, never go back!

Then the three of them turned their heads to look at Ji Ling who was already packing up his things, happily carrying his bag on his back and preparing to go home, and said with emotion in unison: "...Xiao Ling is still a child."

The corner of Ji Ling's mouth twitched: "..."

You guys don't understand the beauty of having a home at all. Do you know what it means to be away from home? alone? I really don't know the blessings in the blessings, but I have died once, and I have an unyielding soul that will do anything to go home!

And he's only been back for a few months? It's time to get homesick...

You cannot understand me.

Ji Ling didn't bother to pay attention to these guys, and went out to call his mother. This week, his father was away on a business trip and was not at home. In order to prevent himself from going home all of a sudden, it was better to say something first.

After a while, Yang Wei's phone was connected. Her voice was very low, and she said, "What's the matter, Xiao Ling?"

Ji Ling immediately realized: "Are you in a meeting?"

Yang Wei: "Yes."

Ji Ling said, "I'm getting ready to go home, how soon will you be back, Mom?"

Yang Wei thought for a while and said, "The meeting may take several hours to end... How about this, you come to the company and wait for me, and I'll take you out for dinner after get off work."

Ji Ling smiled and said, "Okay."

He hung up the phone, hailed a taxi, and went straight to Yang Wei's company.

Yang Wei's company, Ji Ling, has been here a few times before, so I'm familiar with it. The lady at the front desk also knows Ji Ling, and when she saw him, she smiled and said, "Xiao Ling is here, I heard that you were injured before, are you feeling better? "

Ji Ling said obediently: "It's much better."

The young lady smiled and said: "That's good, you are here to find Sister Yang, go up by yourself."

Ji Ling took the elevator directly to go upstairs. Many employees had already left work at this point, and there were a few lights in the remaining offices, all of which were employees working overtime.

Remembering that his mother was in a meeting, he didn't bother, so he was going to sit on the chair in the corridor and wait.

But let's go to the bathroom first...

Ji Ling happily hummed the tune, swayed to put some water, and washed his hands again. When he came out, because he lowered his head and lost his mind, he accidentally bumped into someone, and looked up quickly, and couldn't help being slightly startled.

The man is tall and slender, handsome, with deep features and sharp edges and corners. He is wearing a straight gray suit, and even the collar of his shirt is pinned up meticulously. There is no flaw in his body, and he looks cold and ascetic. .

For some reason, Ji Ling always felt that this man's gaze made him feel a little uncomfortable, as if there was something deeply suppressed, he was a little nervous, and said embarrassedly: "Sorry..."

Jing Sui Dingding looked at the young man in front of him, curling his fingers slightly.

The young man has fair skin, dark and clear eyes, short black hair falling softly on his forehead, and a clean and gentle smile. He is wearing a round neck T-shirt, jeans, and white sneakers. He is pulling the strap of a backpack with one hand, and his eyes are bright. Looking at himself, there is still a trace of anxiety and curiosity.

Jing Sui didn't expect to see the boy again so abruptly.

His expression was a little dignified, and he seemed a little unnatural because of restraint. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't matter."

Ji Ling smiled apologetically, and was about to leave the man, but the moment he passed by, someone grabbed his wrist suddenly, and the man's palm was hot, and his fingertips were hard.

Ji Ling was stunned for a moment, then turned around in confusion, and met a pair of dark and complex black eyes.

Jing Sui pursed her thin lips tightly, and asked slowly, "Who are you looking for?"

Ji Ling saw his serious appearance, as if he was torturing a commercial spy, confused, and quickly explained: "I'm here to find Yang Wei, she is my mother."

As he wonders if there's something about him that looks like the bad guy...

The man spoke again and said, "Are you Ji Ling?"

Ji Ling stared blankly at the other party. Does this person know him

Jing Sui looked at the young man's blank eyes, suppressed the surging emotion in his chest, took a deep breath, and said in a calm and gentle tone: "I heard that Yang Wei's son was injured in a car accident not long ago, and his name seems to be Ji Ling, so... Are you Ji Ling?"

Ji Ling suddenly realized that it was because of this incident that the other party knew his name. It seemed that he was famous after being injured. He immediately relaxed and nodded: "Well, yes."

Jing Sui let go of his hand indiscriminately, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said hoarsely: "Yang Wei is still in the meeting, you can come to my office and sit for a while, and go to her after the meeting is over."

Ji Ling looked at him suspiciously. Just now, this man had a terrifying expression and piercing eyes. Now he invites himself to rest in his office. His attitude really changed so quickly!

But—this should be because of my identity.

Ji Ling has been very popular with his uncles, brothers and sisters since he was a child, and he regards Jing Sui as his mother's enthusiastic colleague, so he doesn't think there is anything strange about his behavior.

The chairs in the corridor were cold and hard, and it was not very comfortable to sit on, and the air conditioner was also a little cold. Ji Ling wanted to agree, but he didn't know this person before. He hesitated for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Will that bother you?"

Jing Sui looked at the young man's thoughtful eyes, and couldn't help showing a faint smile on his lips: "No."

Ji Ling immediately said happily, "Thank you."

Jing Sui's Adam's apple twitched, turned his eyes away, and said, "Come with me."

Ji Ling followed the man, went up a floor with him, and came to the office at the end of the corridor.

Wow! This office looks so big and luxurious. There is a living room in front of it. The floor is covered with solid wood floors and carpets. The inside is the office space. There are sofas and bookshelves next to it. The furnishings are low-key and luxurious. Even if you don’t understand it, you can see it. Extraordinary to come.

Ji Ling looked at this office, which was completely different from his mother's office, and finally realized that the identity of a man should be unusual, at least at the level of a vice president, right

Oops, what I just promised so straightforwardly, wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate

Ji Ling became a little uneasy again, nervously followed behind the man, quietly glanced at the desk in front of him, and quickly scanned the nameplate on it: Fu Jingshen.

Ji Ling: ...

Oh lol, his legs started to feel a little weak.

No wonder I thought this man was unusual just now, it turned out to be the pressure from the domineering president! Ji Xiaoling started to retreat again, he didn't want to rest in his mother's boss's office, he would be nervous!

Just thinking about how to find an excuse to leave, Jing Sui turned around again, nodded to Ji Ling and said, "You can sit there and rest."

Ji Ling glanced at the leather sofa next to him, and wondered if he said to leave now, would it be too deliberate? How about pretending to sit for a while, and then find a chance to sneak out

Ji Ling said very obediently: "Okay."

Then he walked over and sat down properly, more obedient than facing the teacher.

Jing Sui lowered his eyes and looked away. Although the young man didn't say anything, he was obviously aware of his identity, and he was cramped and nervous from the sitting position. It's like the boy who always called himself Brother Jing Sui, approached him unconsciously, and said he liked him, but in fact he was afraid of his identity in his bones, and was afraid of himself...

Although he never wanted the boy to be afraid of him.

Jing Sui raised his hand and gently tugged at his tie. His heart was heavy and he had difficulty breathing, but he couldn't tell anyone. After a while, he went to the side to pour some drinks for the boy, but after looking at it, there was only coffee in the office, so he called Shen Zhuoming to come in.

As soon as Shen Zhuoming came in, he saw Ji Ling sitting on the chair, and said unexpectedly, "Xiao Ling, why are you here?"

Ji Ling met Shen Zhuoming several times and said, "Brother Shen, I'm here to find my mother."

Shen Zhuoming thought that this was the case, but why did your kid come to Mr. Fu's office? How can you run around like this! What if I offend Boss Fu? He was about to ask Ji Ling to go to his place, but suddenly he met the cold gaze of the boss, his tongue froze with a frightened expression.

Jing Sui looked at him indifferently: "Go and buy a cup of milk tea, by the way..." He turned his head and looked at Ji Ling tenderly in the middle of speaking, "Do you want more sugar or less sugar?"

Ji Ling: "...polysaccharide."

Jing Sui's expression was gentle and complicated, he thought that this child also likes sweet things, he raised his eyes and said to Shen Zhuoming: "Did you hear clearly?"

Shen Zhuoming: "..."

He walked out of the CEO's office in a trance. Thinking of the scene just now, he still felt like a dream. Is he crazy? His ruthless and ruthless workaholic boss would actually gently ask a child whether he would like milk tea with more sugar or less sugar, and ordered his dignified assistant to the president to go out and buy milk tea for the child!

Wait, his Boss Fu, when has he been so gentle with others

It's scary! ! !

Shen Zhuoming felt that he must be crazy, but he didn't dare to disobey the order, took out the speed of sprinting 100 meters to buy milk tea for Ji Ling, and then respectfully sent it to Jing Sui's office, and didn't dare to say another word , with his keen intuition as an assistant for many years, he felt that if he didn't want to die, he should talk less!

Ji Ling was sitting on the soft sofa, holding a cup of hot milk tea, his eyes were a little dull, he looked at the milk tea for a while, and looked up at the man at the desk secretly.

Since the man gave Shen Zhuoming orders, he began to sit there and concentrate on his work, and did not look at him more, so that Ji Ling would not be so cramped.

Seeing that the man didn't raise his head, Ji Ling's gaze gradually became unscrupulous.

This guy doesn't look scary...

He suddenly remembered that the last time he was in the hospital, it was this Mr. Fu who specially asked Brother Shen to give his mother a vacation and let her accompany him in the hospital. At that time, he thought that Mr. Fu should be a good person, but he did not expect that after meeting him, he was really a good person what!

Except for the scary expression at the beginning, after he knew his identity, he has always been gentle.

As the president, not only is he not strict, but he is also so amiable and caring for others, which is really rare! If it is said that he will help the old lady when he goes to the street and crosses the road, Ji Ling has no doubts at all!

He seems to be a very qualified person.

Ji Ling suddenly wasn't afraid at all, and he wasn't nervous anymore.

His sitting posture was also a little looser, and he sank into the sofa. He took out his mobile phone and watched TV, drinking milk tea while watching, and the temperature of the air conditioner was just right, not to mention how comfortable it was...

Jing Sui looked down at the documents on the table, and tightly held the corner of the paper with his fingers. He exhausted all his strength to restrain his urge to raise his head, so that the boy would not want to escape from here.

He had to pretend not to care.

The content on the document was dense, but he didn't read a single word. He was like a rigid machine, flipping a page every few minutes, but his ears were always paying attention to the movement in the room. He could hear the boy sitting On the sofa, there was the sound of changing positions from time to time, as well as the occasional pleasant chuckle as if seeing something interesting.

Even though he couldn't see it, he could still imagine the young man sitting there, relaxed and lazy, like a contented kitten.

The more you get along, the more you feel the similarities.

Although the looks are different, the voices are different, and the identities are different...but that indescribable sense of familiarity hits Jing Sui's heart again and again like a huge wave.

He could hardly contain the delusions in his heart.

In the last life, he was reborn, and the boy was also reborn. This time he came to this world, so is it possible for the boy... to come to this world first

Is it possible, right in front of him

Jing Sui closed his eyes and let out a breath slowly. After a long time, he didn't hear any movement. Then he raised his head and saw the young man lying on the sofa with his mobile phone slipping beside him. He didn't know when he fell asleep. past.

Jing Sui slowly stood up from the chair, moved his already stiff body, came to the edge of the sofa, and stared straight at the boy's face.

In fact, he wanted to get close to him, but he knew he couldn't do that, it would only scare the boy away from him.

This child seems dull but is actually sensitive. He is wary of anyone approaching. You must be very, very careful so that he will not notice your intentions and let him run away...

Jing Sui stared at this face with nostalgia, the boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, his fair skin glowed like pearls under the light, his nose fluttered slightly, his pink lips were opened, and he breathed lightly and evenly...

So is that you

If you also came to this world, do you still remember all that

He wanted to ask a lot of questions, but he couldn't say a word. It turned out that at this moment, he actually acted like a coward, not even daring to speak out when asked... He would hesitate like this.

Fear of not getting the answer I want.

I'm afraid I can only watch the boy leave in front of me again.

After all, he hates him so much...

After a long time, Jing Sui leaned over and lowered his head, approaching the boy's face, hiding the powerless sadness in his eyes, and called out in a low voice: "Xiao Ling..."