Rebirth Miyin

In the past few days, the weather in City Z has not been sunny. There was a light snowfall in the morning, and because the temperature was above zero, it turned into a wet patch on the ground, making it inconvenient to travel.

Chu Yinyao was dressed in black, and the scarf around her neck was slightly raised to cover the tip of her chin.Carrying a packaged bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his hand, he walked into the cemetery in the suburbs.Perhaps it was inappropriate for him to come with this bouquet, since the person to be honored was still alive.But it felt very appropriate, as if he was going to bury something...

Walking up the paved stone road, there are no people in the cemetery at this time, and the huge place looks more secluded and desolate in this gloomy winter.The leather shoes made a hollow sound when they stepped on the steps, which felt a bit abrupt.The tombstones stood there peacefully, as if helplessly sustenance.

At the beginning, Chu Yinyao bought this land because it was in a good environment and suitable for burial.He has also been here several times, silently visiting his parents.But today, the person he wanted to see turned out to be himself, and he didn't know whether he should feel ridiculed or grateful.Glancing in the direction of her parents' tombstone, Chu Yinyao lowered her head slightly and walked in the opposite direction.

He did not buy the two cemeteries together.When he was alive, he didn't know how to deal with the fading family relationship, and after he died, he didn't want to get too close, lest his parents would not recognize him, and the distance would only increase.Even though he's not superstitious, he feels more at ease doing something.

In front of an inconspicuous black tombstone, Chu Yinyao stood still.He is very familiar with the photo on the black stone tablet - a pair of rimless glasses on that delicate face, without a smile, but not dull.

He no longer remembers when this photo was taken, but now it looks a bit glaring when it is pasted on the tombstone.Put the bouquet in front, and his name and the name of He Yu who erected the monument for him are written in golden letters on the surface of the monument.Now these two names that seem so close are actually so far apart.

He Yu and Luo Xiao had already gone to the Netherlands three days ago. Their marriage is not a secret in the Tao, and maybe the two parties did not intend to hide it.Chu Yinyao didn't know the exact time of the wedding, but it was only a few days ago.He didn't want to pay too much attention to this matter, but after all, the two of them were once his closest people, and psychologically speaking, they would care more or less.

In fact, this result is not surprising to Chu Yinyao. Marriage can strengthen emotional dependence is a common definition of it.But when he saw it as a third person, he always felt that something was missing.The feelings for He Yu are slowly changing after a series of getting along with each other.In the face of these changes, he occasionally chooses to escape, not wanting to completely destroy the past.But obviously, escaping is not the way to solve the problem. When you look back after escaping for a certain distance, you will find that the result is worse than imagined.

Chu Yinyao admitted that he used the wrong method at the beginning, so after the news of He Yu and Luo Xiao's marriage, he couldn't give blessings calmly.But no matter what, he still hoped that they would have a good life, because in their world, Lu Ningxi no longer existed.

With the hard and cold stone tablet, Chu Yinyao didn't know what to say.Although it was Lu Ningxi's body buried here, he was still alive.He took out a pack of cigarettes he bought when he was going out, and lit it.The bright red sparks flashed extraordinarily brightly when he took a deep breath, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and put the smoke on the tombstone.

Since the last time He Yu approached him and asked him to help but was rejected, although Chu Yinyao had never seen He Yu again, he always felt that this person would not give up so easily. He also carefully observed the surrounding situation and did not found something unusual.But now that He Yu is not in the country, he can take a breather.

Rubbing the black-and-white photo with his fingers, the cold temperature imprinted on his fingertips, he really wanted to ask, "What are you thinking now?" But the answer was the rustle of the wind sweeping past his ears.

At this time, Chu Yinyao didn't think about anything, standing here, her heart was very calm.Standing face to face like this, it seems to be talking to myself, but the content is blank.Now he just needs a place where no one is disturbed to stay for a while, and feel the feeling in his heart.

He, He Yu, and Luo Xiao really have too many pasts, so many that even he himself can't remember clearly, and he can't forget them all.Those emotions that could support his life in the past have become memories now, and other people and things have been integrated into his life, and he has indeed started a new life.

When Lu Ningxi was reborn as Chu Yinyao, he hoped to break away from the past and start a new life.But since Xiao Shengyang entered his life, although he couldn't live back to the original point, he was more or less trapped in it... If, after everything is over, he has to leave his current life, how will he plan his future?Is there still the future he wants?

Every question is so realistic, yet so vague...

Ling Chen sat up from the quilt while pressing the aching forehead, looked at the time, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.Yesterday, I had two drinks with Song Yan, and I have been checking the photos for the past few days, but I had no clue, so he took a good sleep because of the alcohol.

After a brief meal, Ling Chen opened the closet and picked out the clothes to wear, while considering whether to go to Jiuyue or Xiao's house.Just as he put on his sweater, the cell phone in the living room rang. Ling Chen walked over and connected the phone.

"what's up?"

The person who called was Ling Chen's subordinate who arranged to investigate this matter. The content of the call was to tell him that he had found some clues and wanted to ask what to do next.

Hearing the report from his subordinates, Ling Chen raised the corner of his mouth, "Catch it, don't disturb the others. Let me know when it's done."

"Yes, Second Young Master." After expressing his understanding calmly, Ling Chen hung up the phone.

The phone was thrown on the sofa, and Ling Chen lazily leaned on it.The investigation of the past few days finally came to fruition, but he was not half happy. Finding out the people behind the scenes is the key. I hope this line can be more practical.

It was snowing again, the amount of snow was not large, and it was cold when it fell on his face.Chu Yinyao still maintained his original posture standing in front of the tombstone.Looking up, looking at the incongruous white mixed with gray, there is always a feeling of loneliness.Exhaling a mouthful of white mist, Chu Yinyao wiped off the layer of dust on the photo with his hands, then took a step back.

"...Goodbye." After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked in the direction she came from.The indifferent tone was as cold as this winter.

A person, a tombstone, slowly widening the distance.A past that cannot be retrieved, without too many words, it seems that at this time, everything is superfluous, only the heartbeat is still going on.

It's not like forgetting, and I'm not going to forget, it's more like a severance.

--In no mood.

— but a wise choice.

sad?Maybe, but tomorrow will continue, Chu Yinyao has to face far more than what exists...

Since the cemetery is in the suburbs and the weather is bad, it is difficult to get a car back.Chu Yin walked away for more than 20 minutes, and only hailed a taxi when he was approaching the bus stop.On the way back, there was another big traffic jam, and it took more than two hours to get home.

Taking off the cool coat, Chu Yinyao went straight into the bathroom and put water in the bath.The temperature outside dropped sharply, and the wind gradually increased. After walking for 10 minutes, my toes were already aching from the cold, and even sitting in the car did not completely relieve it.

The hot water has ironed every pore on the body, and the skin has a layer of pink.Chu Yinyao wiped the tip of his sweaty nose with a towel, but his head began to ache faintly, and his eyelids were a little heavy.After rinsing with hot water, Chu Yinyao threw herself on the bed and buried herself in the quilt, thinking that she might have caught a cold and would feel better if she slept.

A chill woke him up from his deep sleep, the headache still didn't subside, and his limbs were so sore that he didn't want to move. Chu Yinyao felt drowsy that he had a fever, so he reluctantly got out of bed and found a few pills in the cabinet to swallow. Lie back on the bed again.He seldom got sick before, and occasionally had a headache and fever, which he could overcome after a night of sleep, but this body's resistance didn't seem to be very good.

Thinking about it, he lacked the necessary exercise, and he didn't use the fitness card Ling Chen gave him for a while.And it's true that I don't wear much when I go out today, and it's reasonable to catch a cold, but this kind of drowsiness really makes people dislike it.

At night, in a villa on the outskirts of the Xiao family, a young man with yellow hair was lying on the floor of the living room in embarrassment, with a purple bruise on his cheekbones and corners of his mouth, surrounded by rigorous bodyguards, The entire villa exudes low air pressure.

The red Ferrari drove straight into the villa, and the bodyguard standing at the door stepped forward and opened the door, greeting in a low voice, "Second Young Master."

"En." Ling Chen responded, threw the car keys over, and entered the house by himself.

This house was chosen by Xiao Shengyang. After Xiao's father paid the money, the name was directly written as Ling Chen.The environment in this area is quite good, and it is very suitable for living and vacationing. However, due to the distance from the city center, few people will come to live there. Usually, during the Chinese New Year, the Xiao family will gather here and stay here for a week.

"Second Young Master!" Walking into the living room, the bodyguard standing on the side called out respectfully. Although he didn't see Xiao Shengyang's aura, it was enough to see Ling Chen's status in the Xiao family.

"What's the matter?" Sitting on the sofa, the servant in the villa delivered the freshly brewed coffee to Ling Chen.

The bodyguard standing next to him took a step forward, "Second Young Master, he didn't say anything."

Ling Chen unhurriedly picked up the coffee, took a sip, and looked at the kneeling man, "Aren't you too gentle..." With a slightly raised tone, the question seemed to be insincere.

"Second Young Master..."

Ling Chen waved, and the bodyguard who spoke returned to his original position.The man sitting on the ground turned his face to look up at Ling Chen, frowned, but didn't speak.

"Jia Mu?" Ling Chen called out the other person's name, "I just want to know what I need to know. If you want to waste time, I can accompany you, but you should first consider whether you want to waste your life with me."

Jia Mu tugged at the corner of his mouth, the bruised wound caused a stinging pain from the hooking action, "Even if I say it, it may not be life-saving."

Ling Chen put down his glass indifferently, "You should have expected this from the moment you took the business. It will be a matter of time before I find you. Although your firm is not big, it is not short of money, why bother to fight against me?" ?”

Jia Mu opened a not-so-famous firm. He usually helps rich wives track down their husbands who may be cheating on them, and takes some ambiguous photos of the stalking targets and their lovers in exchange for compensation.Although this business is not very popular among ordinary people, it is still very easy to do business on the road.

"The opponent's shot is generous, and it's not difficult, and he didn't say it was aimed at the Xiao family, so I naturally accepted it." This reason sounds reasonable.

"Didn't you mention targeting the Xiao family?" Ling Chen snorted coldly, "Based on your information and contacts on the Tao, do you know the relationship between that child and the Xiao family?"

Jia Mu obviously had an attitude of going all out, "I've heard of it, but everyone said that he was just warming Prince Xiao's bed."

Ling Chen raised his eyebrows, got up and walked over leisurely, squatted beside Jia Mu, and patted his face with his hand, "Really? Wouldn't it be better for you to discuss this issue with Sheng Yang face to face?"

Hearing Ling Chen's words, Jia Mu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't answer.

"Don't talk about those useless things." Ling Chen didn't want to bother him, "Say, who asked you to take those photos?"

Jia Mu turned his head, still not saying a word.

Ling Chen held his right index finger with one hand, and without warning forcefully snapped it back, the sound of bone dislocation was particularly obvious in the quiet living room.

"Hmm..." Jia Mu gritted his teeth hard to keep the pain from coming out.

Ling Chen squeezed the deformed finger, and then squeezed his middle finger, "We have plenty of time, take your time." As he spoke, he began to force his hand in the opposite direction, "I heard that your daughter suddenly disappeared a few days ago. , but it seems that he came back by himself within two days. What a clever child, he will find his way home when he is only three years old, huh?"

When Jia Mu mentioned his daughter, his face turned pale. Before he could speak, a dull pain came from his middle finger, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from Jia Mu's forehead.

"Don't worry." Ling Chen patted him on the shoulder, "I won't do anything to her, but how about letting her accompany you?"

"You..." Jia Mu looked at his deformed finger, and was a little speechless due to the pain.

"I just broke your finger, and it can still be used after going to the hospital for treatment. If it were Sheng Yang, I would cut off your whole hand. At that time, let alone taking care of my daughter, even self-care will become a problem." Pinching the opponent's ring finger with his fingertips, Ling Chen sneered and said, "However, now I want to break every bone in your hand."

"Don't..." Jia Mu bit the corner of his mouth and said a word. He absolutely believed that Prince Xiao could cut off his hand, and he might even lose his life.

"Let's talk." Ling Chen stood up and wiped his hands with the wet towel handed by the servant.

"I... don't know who the other party is." Jia Mu supported his immobilized right hand with his left hand, "I just did what the other party told me to do, and after he was done, he sent the money directly to my account, and then... "

"Then I will return my daughter to you." Ling Chen threw the wet towel onto the tea table, "Account number, password." He is not a person who likes to bully the weak, after all, he also came from a difficult environment, so naturally Understand the helplessness of life.

After Jia Mu said a number, Ling Chen walked out of the villa holding a note with account number and password written on it.Before getting into the car, he ordered: "Take care of him, and find a doctor to see him by the way."

"Yes, Second Young Master, go slowly."

As the car drove out of the villa, Ling Chen looked at the note in his hand and slowly accelerated the car.It seems that it won't take long to find out who the other party is.