Did you get rid of the scumbag Bai Yueguang today [Rebirth]

"What's the matter?" Xiang Lin spoke calmly, standing still in front of Jiang Mingyu.

Jiang Mingyu frowned slightly.

Xiang Lin's cheeks were still pale pink, probably because of the alcohol, his black jewel-like eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist.He folded his arms around his chest, shook his legs twice, and the metal tassels on the white suit trembled slightly.

"Borrowing money?" Amidst the sound of tassels hitting, Xiang Lin said again, "If you want to borrow your grandma's medical expenses, I can help."

Just now, Xiang Lin thought about it for a long time. During the time of his third year in high school, the only thing that could drive Jiang Mingyu to come to him in the middle of the night... It seemed that the only thing was borrowing money?

The corners of Jiang Mingyu's mouth stretched into a straight line: "No."

"Really?" There was doubt in Xiang Lin's eyes, "It's not borrowing money, what else can you do?"

Jiang Mingyu spread out his hands, holding a green mp3.

Xiang Lin let out a short "ah".

How did you forget this?When I was in the third year of high school, computers were not yet popular.Especially when Jiang Mingyu lived again, it was even more difficult to use the computer.When he sent out the mp3, he promised Jiang Mingyu: If you need to update the track or audio, you can come to me anytime and anywhere.

The teacher had just announced the need for a preliminary test, and the English teacher also emphasized it, saying that there were many people in the class who signed up for the English competition, but the school only gave each class 3 places.For the sake of fairness, the three places in their class are ranked according to the results of the basic test, among which English listening is the most important.

As for hearing, it happened to be Jiang's weak point.

No.1 in the English competition has a bonus of 500. For Jiang Huanzhe, this alone is attractive enough, enough for him to find himself in the stars and moons—Jiang Mingyu’s grandmother’s medicine cannot be stopped, and for medical expenses, every money is for him. Very important.

Although he decided to let go completely, but cutting off people's money is tantamount to killing their parents.Although Xiang Lin had never met Jiang Mingyu's parents, he couldn't kill someone he didn't know, right?What's more, Jiang Mingyu's mother is already dead, and Xiang Lin went to the grave in his previous life. How can a person who died once die again?

What's more, it's just a little effort, so there's no need to be too harsh?Under the influence of alcohol, Xiang Lin thought wildly for a while, and made up his mind: "Download listening, right? OK, you go to the study."

"It's not a download." Jiang Mingyu's face darkened.

Xiang Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to scratch the tip of his nose.The cuff brushed against his lips, itching, Xiang Lin unconsciously curled his mouth: "It's not borrowing money, or downloading, so you can't be...?"

Jiang Mingyu's face softened slightly.

"By the way, Linzi." Seeing the two standing in the yard for a long time, Wei Nan leaned over, "I forgot to tell you just now, Xueba said he came to return the mp3."

"I just said, how could he come to help me celebrate my birthday." Xiang Lin let out a long breath.

Xiang Lin looked at the MP3 after he put his mind back to his stomach.

Although it was six or seven years later, Xiang Lin clearly remembered that he gave the mp3 to Jiang Mingyu back then.Because Jiang Mingyu killed this point later, he turned around and sold the mp3.Xiang Lin was so angry when he found out, and when he went to ask for an explanation, he only got a sentence: "What you give me is mine."

At that time, Jiang Mingyu was able to sell the mp3 without any guilt, and the ownership of the mp3 belonged to him, and he was free to sell it or keep it.Then at this moment, why did he somehow run over to return the mp3?

Can't it be possible that even though she was reborn, the details of her previous life and this life are somewhat different?If this is the case, do you know if there are other discrepancies?After that, will things be different?Inadvertently, Xiang Lin's thoughts wandered, ignoring Jiang Mingyu in front of him again.

Jiang Mingyu frowned and moved his hand forward.

The mp3 player has been turned off, the screen is gray, and the bright green shell is in the shadows, showing a faint dark green color, as if separated by a layer of dark veil, just like the dark and rough background of D City.

Xiang Lin tentatively asked, "If I remember correctly, I meant to send you off, right?"

Jiang Mingyu hummed.

I don't know if I thought of the situation at that time, or I was simply dissatisfied with the word sending, or I was not satisfied with the person who sent the mp3?Jiang Mingyu raised his chin slightly, with a sharp and combed expression.

Looking at Jiang Mingyu like this, Xiang Lin breathed a sigh of relief again.Fortunately, the details of this life have not changed.Even Jiang Mingyu's attitude towards him was still cold and alienated with disgust.

It's quite miraculous to say that, whether it's just acquaintance, or seven or eight years later, Jiang Mingyu's expression and attitude towards him haven't changed much. Xiang Lin couldn't help thinking: Is this a different kind of beginning and end?

At the gate of the villa, the greetings were completely over.Ning Zhou and Li Feng got into the car respectively, Wei Nan's parents also thanked them, and shouted into the yard: "Nan Nan, go home."

"Here we come." Wei Nan winked at Xiang Lin, then pouted at Jiang Mingyu, obviously not at ease about the situation.

Xiang Lin pushed him towards the door twice, and lowered his voice: "You can go back quickly. I'll send him off in a while, and I'll send you a text message."

With the sound of the engine, the last group of guests also left the villa.After seeing off the guests, Xiang Hongbo and Zhuang Ying didn't ask about Xiang Lin's situation, they just nodded slightly at them, and then led Xiang Feifei into the villa.

In the yard, only Jiang Mingyu and Xiang Lin were left.

Under the cold moonlight, the trees, flowers and plants are covered with a layer of white mist. The yard is very quiet, the chirping of birds and insects has subsided, only the gurgling water falls from the crevices of the Taihu Lake stones, splashes in the shallow pool, tinkling and tinkling.

Xiang Lin stood quietly beside the pool.

Under the moonlight, his white suit looked even more elegant, and Jiang Mingyu suddenly remembered that he had visited an art exhibition when he first arrived in Paris in his previous life.There is an unremarkable painting in the art exhibition, which is said to be the grandson of a certain duke, a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, in white clothes and white trousers, holding a long sword in his hand, with the same golden decoration on his shoulders and cuffs.

There are only two lines of brief introduction below the painting: palace style, aristocratic atmosphere.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Jiang Mingyu set his eyes on the mp3 again: "I don't want to be in debt."

"It's just such a thing, how can I be in debt?" Xiang Lin yawned, "Besides, what I gave you is yours, and I wouldn't use someone else's."

Jiang Mingyu's eyes suddenly turned cold.After squeezing the MP3 and slowly releasing it, Jiang Mingyu forced it into Xiang Lin's hand.

The touch of the skin on the palm was familiar yet unfamiliar, Xiang Lin was taken aback, and looked at Jiang Mingyu in surprise.

Jiang Mingyu put down his hands and said "Get out" to Xiang Lin.

Xiang Lin's pupils narrowed.

"We have never been from the same world." Jiang Mingyu's voice was still cold as usual.He turned his head slightly to look at the pool, with a sharp jaw protruding: "You take your things and get out of my world."