There is always scum who wants to be reborn

The two hugged each other on the sofa for a long time, the not-so-warm sunlight cast a shadow in front of the coffee table, and two sycamore leaves brought in by the autumn wind fell on the shadow.

The two hugged each other on the sofa for a long time, the not-so-warm sunlight cast a shadow in front of the coffee table, and two sycamore leaves brought in by the autumn wind fell on the shadow.

Lu Tinghe pulled Zhu Wanxing to sit up, there were two dried water marks at the end of his eyes, Zhu Wanxing pretended not to see it, and tried his best to help him maintain the image of the little cool bird, just kept smiling at him stupidly.

With a "snap" the hood of the sweater was buttoned on his head, covering his clear eyes, Lu Tinghe pinched the ropes on both sides of his hood to tighten it, and soon Zhu Wanxing's entire face was covered by the hood, only one was slightly pouting mouth exposed.

He let out a "huh" for some unknown reason, and in the next second, Lu Tinghe supported both sides of his face through the hat, and kissed him forcefully.

The strength was so great that he sucked his lips out loudly.

Zhu Wanxing was dazed by the sucking, and when he realized that he was about to suck back, Lu Tinghe's lips left, and he shook his big hand on top of his head as if coaxing a child, and he didn't untie the hat rope before leaving.

Zhu Wanxing could only moan and groan and pull himself out of the hat, just saw the light of day again and hit his head on the back of the sofa like a small hammer, and groaned and groaned again.

After rubbing, I sneaked a look at Lu Tinghe, and saw that he was walking towards the bathroom with his legs lifted, while walking, he grabbed the collar of the clothes with one hand and pulled them upwards, and the shirt was thrown to the ground as soon as his arms were thrown.

Zhu Wanxing shook his head against the back of the sofa, rubbed his face in embarrassment, "Why did you go to the bathroom..."

Let’s talk about it, let’s make it clear, it’s also a formal and small report of the past five years, Zhu Wanxing finally doesn’t have to worry about Lu Tinghe being troubled by the past, and can choose to hide some “small details” with peace of mind.

But he obviously ignored his "bad luck" in the past few days-you will die if you do big things, and you will lose your horse if you wear a vest.

When he was studying the coffee machine in the tea room and wanted to use Lu Tinghe's hazelnut liqueur candy to make a big latte art, Lu Tinghe came out of the shower and asked him where the contract signed with Lu Linjiang was kept, wanting to check it in advance.

Zhu Wanxing was holding the spoon and fighting hard with the chopped hazelnuts, and said casually, "It's in the safe I just got back, it's in the trunk of the car", and asked him to go and get it by himself.

And by the time he finished latte art and remembered what was in the safe besides the contract, it was already too late.

Zhu Wanxing rushed out from the small partition in a hurry, Lu Tinghe had roughly finished reading the thick stack of papers, turned to the last page of the document, signed Zhu Wanxing's name.

It was a personal trust fund, which specified that all the movable and immovable properties under Zhu Wanxing's name would belong to the beneficiary when he became an adult, and the beneficiary would dispose of it at will after his death.

The beneficiary column printed Lu Tinghe's name, and the effective date was July 7 three years ago, the day after the coming-of-age ceremony for Wan Xing.

Lu Tinghe stared blankly there with downcast eyes, the emotion in his eyes was unclear, Zhu Wanxing walked over with an unnatural expression, trying to take the document away: "Brother... Don't read it, there's nothing to see..."

As a result, not only did the document not twitch, but his hands were also held together. When Lu Tinghe raised his eyes, he could see a few bloodshot eyes, and his voice was low and hoarse: "If I didn't just see it, are you not even prepared for this?" tell me?"

Zhu Wanxing was really guilty, and put his finger on the palm of his hand: "Then now, anyway... I saw it, brother, let's take it as a surprise, okay?"

Lu Tinghe tilted his head and smiled wryly: "Zhu Wanxing, you are really capable."

He seemed to have swiped a roller coaster experience card this day, with ups and downs, big ups and downs, one ups and downs, another ups and downs, Lu Tinghe finally understood why Zhu Wanxing's temperament was restrained in this life, and at the same time, even his likes and tastes have dropped several levels.

He doesn't drink luxury cars and famous wine, he doesn't have a lot of high-end clothes, he even chooses standard hotels for business trips, and he doesn't have any expensive entertainment except for his diligent school work.

Because he secretly saved all the money he made with his own hands as an adult and left it to Lu Tinghe.

Not only money, but also all the wealth he used for the rest of his life.

Zhu Wanxing squeezed her fingers, slowly walked over and stood in front of him, with an honest and frank appearance.

But Lu Tinghe didn't give him this chance at all, he didn't look at him, he didn't speak, even people who wanted to hold his hand were avoided.

"Brother, don't be angry..." Zhu Wanxing was in a hurry, his doggy eyes were downcast, "I have held back such a surprise in two lifetimes, but in the end... You are offended, what a failure I am..."

How can Lu Tinghe suffer from his aggrieved dog-like appearance, originally he was struggling with distress and emotion in his head, and the little bit of depression was also because Zhu Wanxing did so many things behind his back and didn't mention a word.

He pulled him over and hugged him face to face, his arms went behind him and stroked his back, and he read him helplessly and joyfully: "Why are you so courageous to do such a thing? If I really have something If you have bad intentions, you will have to pay me all your life."

Zhu Wanxing didn't care, and kissed his Adam's apple with his lips once and for all: "If you pay, I will pay you. I wish I could pay you, but when my brother is bad, he must think of me. I am worth much more than that fund."

"You're still poor!" Lu Tinghe pinched his face as punishment, Zhu Wanxing took advantage of the opportunity to make a face for him, and then bit his face like a little rascal, when he spoke, his voice was full of attachment: "Brother , This is the best thing I can think of to give you."

He straightened up and stuck to the tip of Lu Tinghe's nose, and slowly explained: "I was in fear all day long. I was glad to be with you again, but at the same time I was afraid that God would take my little life back. What if there is a deadline for rebirth? ? What if God regrets my performance? Or the world is impermanent, and an accident happens when I go out tomorrow?"

Zhu Wanxing shook his head and lowered his eyes: "There are too many variables, I dare not take risks, I am afraid that I will not be able to solve Lu Linjiang and Lu Fengchuan even if I work hard until the last moment, so what else can I leave for you? I can't think of anything more than money. Good stuff."

Lu Tinghe looked into his eyes, and his heart melted into a ball, "Little boy, you have changed too much..."

He raised his hand to trace Zhu Wanxing's eyebrows and eyes, and said dumbly: "I originally thought that as long as you are happy, you can be a child by my side for the rest of your life, but it seems that if I don't pay attention, you will grow up."

Zhu Wanxing smiled, rubbed his forehead against his chin, and said softly: "I won't be a child anymore, bro, let me do it, and I will pamper you in this life."

Lu Tinghe smiled, "Do you pet me?"

"Yeah," he stole another kiss on the person's lips, pointed to the effective date on the trust fund, and said solemnly: "Lu Xiaoniao, let's grow up from the beginning, it doesn't matter if we don't have parents, the money I earn All flowers for you."

Satisfied love gushes from the chests of the two people, and only the lips touching can smooth the waves in their hearts.

The lips and teeth are intertwined, with the sweetness of hazelnut liqueur still lingering.

The dense hop foam submerges the heart like sea.

Zhu Wanxing tugged at the floor-to-ceiling curtains indiscriminately, thinking about her past life at the last moment before being swallowed up by the raging desire.

Lu Fengchuan led people into their house and knocked Lu Tinghe to the ground, who was unconscious due to drugs. The ring rolled out of his pocket.

The will that he carefully prepared to propose was torn up by Lu Fengchuan in front of Zhu Wanxing. Behind the papers flying all over the sky, Lu Tinghe was staring at him blankly with eyes full of despair.

Several months after Lu Tinghe passed away, Zhu Wanxing finally found the last fragment of his will in the messy house, and spelled out the beautiful small characters that were written stroke by stroke on the title page:

"Half a mediocre life, little gain,

Dedicated to my beloved. "