Nemesis became my cat [Rebirth]

The car windows were not opened, the space in the car was small, and even the air to breathe was oppressive.

Those endless words made Jian Ting's emotions burst out of the ground. Gu Ying tilted his head and leaned against the glass window. The warm moonlight shone on his fair skin, and the black eyelashes cast a small shadow, like Fell asleep.

Jian Ting stringed together all the doubts, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.He doubted Gu Qing and cared about him because of that face and those eyes.

His motives are not pure.

Gu Qing often thanked him, and every time he was looked at by those eyes, Jian Ting felt that he was extremely despicable, and all his dirty thoughts were exposed, but he was so greedy that he pretended not to know, and didn't want to let go.

Just like back then, treating Gu Xiu the same.

Even though Jian Ting was so confused and couldn't figure out those emotions, he still wanted to ask about that matter.

He leaned closer to the boy and whispered in his ear: "On August 27, I will accompany you on your birthday, okay?"

August 27th was Gu Qing's birthday that he found out.

Gu Ying moaned, he frowned delicately, a little tangled, after a while, his pale lips pursed and then opened, and said stubbornly: "You remember wrongly, it's May [-]th."

He and Gu Sheng have the same birthday, but today, everyone will only celebrate for Gu Sheng, no one remembers him, Gu Xiu.

"Is it today?" Jian Ting asked calmly, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

Even though he had doubts in his heart that Gu Yang was lying to him, but after spending so much time together, Jian Ting knew that he would not admit the wrong person.

A bold guess sprouted in my heart and kept sprouting.

Although he and Gu Xiu haven't met each other for many years, he unilaterally watched the boy grow up.Gu Xiu's most distinctive personality trait is indifference, and the least known personality is good face.

He wouldn't connect the two of them just because Gu Yang didn't like to talk, but what if the similarities were not limited to this one.

Thinking of this, Jian Ting was at a loss again, what would he do if Gu Yang was really Gu Xiu?

At present, it seems that he has forgotten himself.

Jian Ting's eyes dimmed, as if shrouded in misty clouds, the remaining stars in the cold night were faintly shadowed, and even the slightest emotion could not be seen clearly.

He tightened his grip on the young man's shoulder, until Gu Ying couldn't help the pain and yelled, Jian Ting regained his senses and let go.

"I'll take you somewhere, okay?"

"Where is it?" Gu Ying reluctantly opened his eyes, looking at him with foggy eyes, Jian Ting's heart softened.

Although he really wanted to take someone there himself, Jian Ting still asked, "Does your head still hurt?"

The faces of the two were so close that he could clearly see the tiny fluff on the young man's face, smell the faint aroma of wine and the faint scent of grapefruit.

After a long while, Gu Ying shook her head slightly, as if she had regained consciousness, "It doesn't hurt, I'm a little dizzy, and it's much better now."

Jian Ting helped him up, "I'll take you to blow some air, sober up."

Gu Ying obediently let him support him, the bodies of the two young men were very close to each other, Gu Ying was half held in Jian Ting's arms, and walked forward step by step.

It's almost hot summer now, wearing thin clothes, you can clearly feel the heat of each other's bodies.

The cool night wind was mixed with a few drops of rain, as if it was going to rain, the two walked faster unconsciously.

Jian Ting stopped at the entrance of the gift shop, the lights were still on inside, and the clerk was drowsy on the counter, checking the time from time to time, wanting to get off work and go home quickly.

He withdrew the arm holding the boy, "Can you stand still?"

Gu Qing was blown all the way by the wind, and most of his consciousness became clear. He said, "Yes." He looked in through the glass on the store door, and asked, "Do you want to buy a gift?"

He asked this question on his lips, but he was thinking about who he bought it for. Today they came to a birthday party, and the first person he thought of was Gu Sheng.

Jian Ting didn't answer, but pushed open the store door, and motioned for him to go in first.

When the clerk saw a customer coming, he swept away his tiredness and his eyes became clearer. He came out from behind the counter and asked them what they were buying.

Jian Ting headed straight to the rear with a clear goal, as if it wasn't the first time she came here, Gu Ying ran away for a while before following.

They stopped at the pillow area.

He asked Gu Qing, "What do you think?"

"These throw pillows?"

Jian Ting pointed to a pillow of yellow stars, with a smiling face embroidered on the lower right, and a line of poems embroidered in the center: Meteor penetrates sparse wood, walks moon and retrogrades clouds. ①

And there is only one line of poem in the lower row: Few stars and rivers want to dawn the sky. ②

"Do you think this is good?" Jian Ting asked, with imperceptible expectations in his eyes, which is the only thing he has come to see many times.

Gu Qing has few friends and has been out of the crowd for a long time. He has no experience in picking gifts, but fortunately he still has aesthetics. He said sincerely: "This pillow is very beautiful."

Jian Ting was satisfied, and showed a faint smile. Without saying a word, he stuffed the pillow into Gu Ying's arms, asked Gu Ying to wait for him at the counter, and then followed the clerk to the left area.

Gu Qing hugged the soft star, even though it was separated by a layer of packaging bags, she could still feel the warm touch of the yellow pillowcase.Gu Ying looked at the stars under the black night through the glass window, and a strange emotion surged in his heart, as if he really hugged the picked stars in his arms.

And the star picker is Jian Ting.

Jian Ting and the clerk came back soon. He took a transparent glass bottle and a stack of rectangular colored origami paper. After paying the bill, they left the gift shop.

There was a gust of wind with rain in front of him, Jian Ting looked at the time, presumably the Gu family's banquet was almost over, the boy in front of him suddenly handed the star pillow in his arms to him, bit his lip, "Here you are."

Even though Jian Ting knew that the Xingxing pillow was given to the boy by himself, now he just returned it. This simple action made him feel hot for no reason.

"No need." Jian Ting heard himself say in a hoarse voice, "I gave it to you."

"Give it to me?" Gu Ying was stunned, and asked blankly, maintaining that movement.

Jian Ting stuffed the pillow back into his arms, with a warm smile in his eyes, "Today is your birthday, and this is my birthday present for you."

Gu Ying hugged the pillow in his arms tightly, and whispered to himself, "My birthday, a gift."

The current Gu Qing is still drunk, even though he can speak every sentence clearly, his consciousness is still a little fuzzy, like in a dream.

All thanks to that glass of wine.

Mixed with hallucinogenic drugs, for people outside the task target, it will seriously affect the memory, most likely, memory confusion.

This is the situation of Gu Qing now.

He was talking about Gu Xiushi's birthday, but he knew Jian Ting as Gu Yunshi.

"As for this bottle of stars, I will give it to you tomorrow."

Gu Qing was distracted by his words, stared at the glass bottle, and suddenly said, "There isn't a single star in it."

Jian Ting laughed at his words and said, "Because I haven't folded it yet, by tomorrow, this bottle will be filled with stars."

"really?"

"I kid you not."

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, Jian Ting called the driver to pick him up and Gu Qing in his car. Unexpectedly, a black car suddenly stopped in front of the door.

Jian Ting recognized that this was Ji Hengyun's car.

In the next second, Ji Hengyun bent down and got out of the car, his cold eyes looked very sharp and daunting when he looked over through the lens.

Gu Qing shouted: "Uncle."

Ji Hengyun frowned, and it was only when he looked closely that he noticed the abnormal blush on the young man's face, but his eyes were very bright, and he couldn't help looking at the people beside him.

Jian Ting said at the right time: "Gu Ying is drunk, you should take him home first."

Jian Ting still has a bit of respect for Gu Tong's uncle, even if he doesn't understand why men hold such hostility every time they see him.

"Are you going home?" Gu Qing asked him, with a look of reluctance in his eyes.

"We'll see you tomorrow."

Gu Jing hugged Xing Xing's pillow and was pulled into the car by Ji Hengyun.

Jian Ting still doesn't understand the situation and his flustered heart, he is also reluctant to give up, but he can only let Ji Hengyun take Gu Qing away.

Besides, what status is he now, why should he keep Gu Qing.

The car was driving slowly, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the glass, making a crisp sound.Gu Ying leaned back on the back chair and fell asleep, Ji Hengyun held a document in his hand, and glanced at the young man beside him from time to time, with soft eyes.

When the car entered the gate of Ji's courtyard, Jiang Zhi looked at the back seat, and wanted to wake up the sleeping boy, but Ji Hengyun gave him a glare, and immediately closed his mouth that was about to open.

Jiang Zhi got out of the car in the rain, went to the trunk to take out an umbrella, Ji Hengyun got out of the car and walked around to the other side, gently tugging at the pillow in his arms, but was hugged even tighter by Gu Qing.

Ji Hengyun had no choice but to bend down, and carried the boy out of the car together with the pillow, and Jiang Zhi followed closely behind him holding an umbrella.

After entering the door, Ji Hengyun's shoulders were already wet from the rain, while the boy and the pillow were safely hidden in his arms, without any drops of water getting on them.

Jiang Zhi's eyes were red with jealousy.

Ever since Gu Yang was taken back to Ji's house, Ji Hengyun changed his attitude from many years ago, and he can see the concern and care for Gu Yang.

She is more caring than when Gu Yang first came to Ji's house.

Jiang Zhi didn't understand why it suddenly became like this, obviously before Ji Hengyun hated Gu Qing very much.

Time is ruthless, not only eliminating feelings but also smoothing edges and corners.

No matter how Ji Hengyun treated Gu Yang back then, good or bad, now only nostalgia remains.Gu Ying is not the same as before, Ji Hengyun can't tell whether he is more happy or more regretful about his change.

Ji Hengyun ordered the nanny to make a bowl of hangover soup, which would be delivered upstairs later, and carried the boy up the stairs without changing his shoes.

The effect of the medicine took effect, and Gu Ying fell into a deep sleep. In her dream, she dreamed of him when she was a child, and dreamed of his first friend—the bandit.

A few roses in the corner are blooming lushly, and the pink petals are trembling in the breeze, looking delicate and tender.

Green creepers crawled all over the walls, and the fat leaves covered the buds.The trees are shaded and the sun is shining brightly. The children's laughter is like birds flying out of the fence, free and happy.

"Hey, will you be friends with me?" The delicate-looking boy stopped the person in front of him.

The person who was stopped was white and tender, like a hot bun just out of the pan.The child folded his arms maturely, raised his chin, "I don't want it."

"Why?" The boy looked surprised, as if he hadn't thought that the child would reject him.

The child tilted his head and looked at him, "I don't make friends with the weak."

The boy stared disapprovingly, "Who is weak?"

"You." The child's voice was arrogant, "I saved you."

The boy couldn't help laughing, looked at his complacent look, and said perfunctorily, "Yes, yes."

When the scene changed, under the green tree, the child who looked like a steamed stuffed bun just now had grown a lot. He sat on the ground, frowned and shouted to the boy standing in front of him: "You Bandit, you really live up to your name, you look like a bandit!" !"

"Otherwise, how can I be worthy of Young Master Gu's praise." The boy's immature voice was full of scorn, and he didn't care about this evaluation at all, but was rather complacent.

The child was so angry that he got up from the ground, grabbed the grass that had just been pulled from the ground and threw it at the boy, then turned around and left, "You should give up on this, I will not be friends with you."

"Hey, Gu Qing." The boy called to the child, frowning: "You said you wouldn't be friends with the weak, and I've proved it to you. I wasn't bullied back then, it was just a misunderstanding. Now that the truth is out, why are you still Won't you be my friend?"

The child didn't turn around, but turned his back on him and snorted, "Because you're too rude, a bandit."

Ji Hengyun looked at the boy's sleeping face, and tucked him in the quilt. He tried to wake Gu Ying up halfway, and got up to drink sober soup, but failed.

Ji Hengyun stayed with him for a while, then asked the housekeeper to pay attention to the young master's situation, and then went back to the study to deal with work problems.

After he left, the phone screen on the table lit up.

Xu Hengzhou: Brother, are you asleep?

Xu Hengzhou: I can't do a few questions.

Xu Hengzhou: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]

A few minutes later, the blacked out screen came back on again.

Xu Hengzhou: Brother, good night.

The white cat ball climbed onto the bed, walked lightly to the boy's pillow, then got in, and lay on the boy's chest.

The author has something to say: ① From Jia Dao's "Sushan Temple"

②Two Songs of Solitary Sleeping by Bai Juyi