Zha Gong cried bitterly for me after rebirth

"The flight from Malaysia at two o'clock in the afternoon is about to take off. Passengers who have not boarded the plane please go to the No. [-] ticket gate to check in."

When the time came, but he didn't come, Bai Qingjiu tightly held the two tickets in his hand and tore off one of them.

If you haven't won a man's heart after five years, he must not love you. Only a fool will believe the promise made between the bed.

Bai Qingjiu stared blankly at the ring on his hand, a diamond was embedded in it, low-key yet luxurious.

He said: "This is a unique ring in the world. I give it to you, and you are not allowed to take it off."

Bai Qingjiu sneered, took off the ring and stuffed it into the bag, it was drizzling outside, Bai Qingjiu leaned against the side window, saw Mo Yanchen passing by the aisle, and hurriedly picked up the phone: "Wait for me to come back, um, I love you too." you."

Shen Zhuo, the captain who has been chasing him for five years, is finally willing to say this to him, what about me?After five years as a stand-in lover who couldn't see the light, she got nothing.

If possible, I really want to never come back for the rest of my life.

The plane took off, Bai Qingjiu turned off his mobile phone, and fell into a drowsy sleep. After an unknown amount of time, the plane suddenly jolted violently, causing everyone to panic.

Broadcast emergency broadcast: "Passengers please take out the life-saving equipment under the seat and prepare to parachute at any time."

The plane encountered an accident of force majeure, and soon it will crash into the vast sea. Even if it jumps, there is still some possibility of surviving.

Bai Qingjiu loosened his seat belt, and slowly placed his palms on his flat belly. He was too small to have any sense of touch.

There are some things that Bai Qingjiu has not had time to say, and it will end like this.

The plane plummeted rapidly, screams and panic filled the cabin, Bai Qingjiu calmly took out a pen and paper, he wanted to write a letter, a few words, how to say goodbye in this life.

Before even saying a word, the ring in the box suddenly fell off.

In an instant, a dazzling light burst out, Bai Qingjiu's ears rang, and then he couldn't see anything, like a revolving lantern before death, countless pasts emerged in his mind.

Bai Qingjiu suddenly felt sad. A few days ago, he had a quarrel with Murong Qin. If it wasn't like this, how could he get on this plane leading to reincarnation.

————————A serious dividing line—————————

"Xia Yu is back."

"Ah."

His long and slender fingers kept typing on the keyboard, and the man stared at the screen with sharp eyebrows, sending out a business email.

Bai Qingjiu was lying on the bed, just after taking a shower, the bathrobe was hanging loosely on his shoulders, the water droplets were half hidden, he raised his feet to hook the man's firm abdomen, and the bathrobe slipped down the bend of his legs.

The man closed the computer and grabbed his ankle: "You can't wait."

Bai Qingjiu leaned sideways, pulled out his hideously dressed tie, and showed half-baked seduction skills: "Don't you want Mr. Murong?"

Murong Qin pounced on him, and gently nibbled his earlobe: "What's wrong today? You miss me so much."

Bai Qingjiu panted slightly: "It's raining, I'll pass you an umbrella."

"No wonder your hair is so wet."

"I saw...you and Xia Yu coming out, I...I thought...ah—be gentle."

Bai Qingjiu's body convulsed, obviously it was the most familiar thing, but it pierced his heart like a sharp knife point.

Murong Qin pinched his chin and kissed him deeply, not giving him a chance to speak, his dark pupils dropped to freezing point, a little bored, and his movements were rougher than usual.

A simple temptation, just mentioning the word "Xia Yu", can make Murong Qin so out of control.

He is Murong Qin's Bai Yueguang, he is Bai Qingjiu's unrelated younger brother, and he is the insurmountable gap between them.

And I'm just a substitute.

Bai Qingjiu has long recognized this reality. When Murong Qin slapped the nurturing agreement in front of him five years ago, he signed it without hesitation.

In five years, [-] million will be obtained upon expiration, not including free food and drink and medical expenses for treating his father's serious illness.

Bai Qingjiu is a very incompetent stand-in lover, he doesn't know how to flatter and show off, let alone imitate the way he likes, Murong Qin has always disliked him being cold and indifferent, and in the past he was forced to possess him, this is the first time Bai Qingjiu took the initiative dedicated.

After being trained for five years, even if he can't learn it, he should know what kind of posture he likes.

It still hurts too much, it hurts everywhere, Bai Qingjiu gritted his teeth, trying to cater to the overlap.

Close your eyes, your mind is full of Murong Qin and Xia Yu walking out of the glass door together, they look at each other and smile, five years have been like a day, no one has changed.

It was as if a hole had leaked in Bai Qingjiu's heart, he roamed in it wantonly, never leaving a trace.

Murong Qin rubbed his ear until it turned red: "Where did you go after that?"

"without me……"

Bai Qingjiu would not admit it, he stood in the rain for a long time, his clothes and hair were wet, and his heart was in a state of confusion.

Murong Qin wanted to ask him, "Why didn't you come over when you saw your brother?"

Bai Qingjiu buried his face in the pillow, smirked and pretended to be innocuous, so I didn't go, went to show someone, and admitted that I was a ridiculous and pitiful substitute.

Murong Qin released it once, but he still didn't want to finish it. Bai Qingjiu lay limply on his stomach. Although he didn't intend to seduce, his faintly visible posture made people's heart surge.

Murong Qin carried him into the bathtub, just as the water covered his ankles, Bai Qingjiu turned over and arched himself up.

Murong Qin was slightly dull, leaned over and hugged him, did not get straight to the point, but frowned for a while: "Today, you are so obedient."

Bai Qingjiu blushed: "I was doing this kind of thing."

"Oh? Aren't you always upright before?"

Bai Qingjiu bit his lip, when he was innocent, he just didn't want to admit that he was like a doll.

The sense of touch under the water was even stronger, Bai Qingjiu was almost delirious, and muttered in his mouth: "After three months, will you really transfer the money to my account?"

Murong Qin pressed his back and lightly bit the back of his neck: "Take care of me and give you whatever you want."

Bai Qingjiu was hit and fell down, with an unbearable moan from his throat, he turned his face sideways, panting up and down: "I want the Murong Group, can I?"

"Think beautifully."

"What about you?"

"Ah!"

Murong Chin would never answer such questions, boring, naive, not worth mentioning.

The long and lively night seemed to be endless, and there was no trace of light in sight.

Afterwards, Bai Qingjiu lay on the bed thinking, what can one hundred million do? You can buy a big house and a yacht, and you can do everything you want. The money is too much, and it can't be spent in a lifetime.

He became a money fan, as if he was all about money from beginning to end.

Murong Qin hugged him, lifted up the thin pajamas with his palms, pinched his waist and abdomen: "There will always be a time when the money runs out."

Bai Qingjiu licked his face and leaned over: "It's not enough to spend, and I can make more money from Mr. Murong, it's a big deal, how about extending the contract for five years?"

"You are too greedy."

Yeah, greedy enough to want every five years of yours.

Bai Qingjiu knew that he would not stay for long, so it would be better to walk openly than to leave the house.

In the dim moonlight, Bai Qingjiu's fingertips slid from his brows and eyes to the bridge of his nose, and then to his slightly closed lips. He slept peacefully and breathed evenly.

Bai Qingjiu lightly kissed the cold lips, endured the pain in his body, and pushed open the door with his bare feet.

This night, my last performance, was empty and extravagant.