Rebirth: You Save Me with Your Deep Love

The New Year is approaching, and a heavy snow has covered the entire Changhong City in white. Lin Yuze put on a thick down jacket and happily made a snowman in the yard.

I lived in a small town in the south when I was a child. The winter there was only bone-chilling cold and drizzling rain and fog. It was unlike Changhong, which is located to the north, where there is white snow falling in winter.

In the past, Lin Yuze restrained his words and actions, fearing that he would lose face and upset the Bai family couple. But now, Lin Yuze is like a bird out of a cage, free to fly freely in the vast sea and sky.

"Handsome eyebrows, high nose bridge, smooth and sexy jawline..." After doing all this, Lin Yuze tilted his head and looked at the snowman on the ground.

But with this smile and lips, should I draw a smiling face for him? Or...?

Thinking of the gentle smile that Mr. Chu would only show in front of him, Lin Yuze shrugged and decided not to draw a smiling face.

You have to hide your treasure by yourself, and of course you have to hide Mr. Chu's smile by yourself.

Lin Yuze had already memorized Mr. Chu's appearance, but unfortunately his craftsmanship was not very good. Although he tried his best, there was still not a trace of the handsomeness of the man on the snowman's face.

Calculating the time, it has been half a month since I returned to China, and I don't know how Mr. Chu is doing? For such a long time, you didn't even reply to my message. Don't you know that I am worried about you?

Lin Yuze pouted slightly, tapped the snowman's big head with his fingers, and muttered softly, "Hmph... I told you not to give me any news, not to let me follow you, and make me worry..."

Lin Yuze was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice that the person standing under the wintersweet tree at the door had been standing there for a long time, his eager gaze never leaving him for a second.

Lin Wanfeng, who had just finished his mission and returned home, never expected that the person he had been thinking about would appear in the garden next to his house.

As soon as Lin Wanfeng saw the boy rolling snowballs in the snow when he entered the door, he stopped where he was, fearing that the sound of his footsteps would disturb the happy boy and break the beautiful picture before him.

Only after seeing the boy build a complete snowman did Lin Wanfeng suppress his excitement, stride over to the boy, and after opening and closing his lips several times, he called out the name that had been on the tip of his tongue for a long time.

"Yuze..."

This soft call filled with endless longing and expectation awakened Lin Yuze who was trapped in longing.

Lin Yuze turned around when he heard the voice, and saw Lin Wanfeng, who was wearing a neat military uniform and looked heroic under the red wintersweet. He was surprised and couldn't help but envy the uniform.

As expected, all the handsome ones have been handed over to the country! !

However, Lin Wanfeng's next words immediately broke this unique handsomeness.

"Xiao Yuze, have you broken up with your boyfriend? Would you like to consider me? You will definitely not lose out if you are with a soldier like me who is rich, handsome, tall and has long legs."

Listening to Lin Wanfeng's narcissistic and arrogant words, Lin Yuze rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Shit... This guy is addicted to poaching people, right? He has even come to other people's houses. Do you believe me, I can beat you out with a broom?

Not wanting to say any more to this person, Lin Yuze glared at him fiercely, turned around and prepared to go back to his room. His good mood for playing in the snow was ruined.

Seeing that the person was about to leave, Lin Wanfeng subconsciously took action without thinking, grabbing Lin Yuze's arm and keeping him there.

"Wait a minute," Lin Wanfeng no longer had the frivolous image just now, and his dark eyes were firm and pious. "Yuze, my feelings for you have not changed. I still like you, or rather, I like you more than the last time I confessed. So Lin Yuze, will you consider me?"

Lin Yuze could ignore Lin Wanfeng's false declarations of love mixed with self-boasting, but he could not ignore the other party's sincere and focused confession.

His virtue does not allow him to trample on other people's feelings at will, regardless of whether he needs these feelings or not.

"Thank you for your love, but I'm sorry, I love my boyfriend and we will be together forever."

This was an expected answer, and it shouldn't be too painful. But Lin Wanfeng still felt a slight pain in his heart, and a suffocating sense of loss.

Lin Wanfeng, who was born into a wealthy family and was extremely talented, always had everything he wanted easily. It was always people who confessed their love to him and begged him to be with them. When had he ever had his confession rejected?

What’s more, it happened twice in a row, in front of the same person.

Lin Yuze looked at the disappointed Lin Wanfeng apologetically and turned to leave. Such a favored child of heaven probably didn't need his comfort and didn't want him to stay any longer!

Seeing the person he fell in love with at first sight was about to leave, Lin Wanfeng walked quickly to Lin Yuze, hiding the disappointment in his eyes and forced a smile at the corner of his mouth, but the smile seemed a bit stiff no matter how he looked at it.

"Yuze, I've changed my job. I won't be so busy that I can't see anyone anymore. I can have more time to show the attitude that a suitor should have for my crush at first sight."

"What did you say?" Lin Yuze's voice was filled with more anger than shock. His eyes grew colder as he stared at Lin Wanfeng.

What does Lin Wanfeng mean by this? Is he trying to force himself? Or is he trying to use moral kidnapping and self-admiration?

Lin Wanfeng sensed the anger around Lin Yuze, and felt annoyed. He hurriedly explained, "Don't get me wrong, that's not what I meant."

"It's not because of you... No, it's because of you, not..." Lin Wanfeng, who has always been articulate and quick-witted, was rarely so flustered that he couldn't even speak clearly. In his anxiety, his back was soaked with sweat in the middle of winter.