There is always scum who wants to be reborn

Zhu Wanxing walked out of the room in a daze, got into the car, and asked the driver to take a stroll around first.

Although he was in a daze the whole way last night, he vaguely remembered that Lu Tinghe said that it took him many years to climb in front of him, which meant that the two of them might have known each other, at least Lu Tinghe had met him unilaterally.

He thought of the public welfare fund that Lu Tinghe had been working on for these years, and suddenly an unrealistic idea flashed in his mind.

In order to give him a good reputation in the upper class, his father set up a public welfare fund in Zhu Wanxing's name when he was seven or eight years old.

He called the person in charge of the fund to get the list of grants, and the names of all students who received donations were stored in the folder.

The lists are divided into two categories, one is a directory of all grantees, which only has names and addresses, and the other is a showcase of outstanding grantees, with some short biographical overviews and photos.

Zhu Wanxing took a deep breath, opened the directory, and stopped after only turning two pages. In the column where outstanding grantees are displayed, the first name is Lu Tinghe's name, and a one-inch photo of a child is pasted next to it.

"So there really is..."

He touched the photo with trembling fingers, his voice trembling a little. The child in the photo was expressionless, with a layer of frozen red blood on his face, and his upright facial features vaguely overlapped with Lu Tinghe's.

Zhu Wanxing's heart fluttered for a while, two vague choked sobs came out of his nasal cavity, and he turned the phone over with red eyes.

Memories that he never cared about came, and Zhu Wanxing vaguely remembered that when he was a child and his father went to the mountain village to take pictures, he did meet a little boy who was also so taciturn and childlike, as if he had a heavy burden on his shoulders.

At that time, Zhu Wanxing got separated from his father because of his playfulness, and was picked up by the little Lu Tinghe who was busy in the field. Although he was only three years older than him, he looked like a little adult.

Zhu Wanxing looked amused at this little brother's stern face pretending to be serious, deliberately wiped his mustache with mud on his face with his fingers, and called him "little old man".

Although little Lu Tinghe was not angry, he was not easy to bully. He immediately got muddy and wanted to wipe him off, but stopped when he saw his round, fair face.

Children have to come and go when they are playing, little Zhu Wanxing knows this truth very well, and obediently stretched out his face to wipe him, seeing him not moving, he blinked his eyes strangely: "Little brother, why don't you wipe me?" ah?"

Lu Tinghe pinched the tip of his nose: "I won't wipe you, I think you'll always be clean."

Zhu Wanxing was a little embarrassed: "Okay, then I won't smear brother."

The two children played in the mud like this for a long time, until Zhu Wanxing's father approached Xiao Douding and held his hand reluctantly. Lu Tinghe hugged his little friend with a straight face, and asked him in a childish voice: "what's your name?"

Zhu Wanxing, the old god, hugged him back: "I am your little star."

"Mine?" Little Lu Tinghe glanced at him suspiciously, "Why is it mine? We just met today."

Zhu Wanxing has been able to coax people since he was a child, he grabbed his hand and put it on his back collar, then raised his heel to make a posture of being picked up, and said with a smile: "Look, you picked me up today, I It's yours."

Little Lu Tinghe obviously didn't believe it, and shook his head stubbornly: "It's not mine, you are your father's."

"Hey, you are really a brain!" Zhu Wanxing pinched his waist and scolded him: "I can't get it back, then you can marry me back when you grow up. Once you get married, it will be yours."

Lu Tinghe's eyes lit up, and he held his hand solemnly: "Do you mean what you say? After marrying, it will be mine."

"Of course it counts! But you have to work harder," Zhu Wanxing looked at the dirt under his feet, and said with a little disgust: "I don't really want to live here in the future, you marry me to a big city."

Lu Tinghe nodded and said yes, showing some determination on his stern face, and solemnly promised him: "I won't let you suffer with me."

Tong Yanwuji, everyone including Zhu Wanxing didn't take this child's play seriously, only the not-so-fertile soil in the field lightly carried all the blood and tears that Lu Tinghe shed along the way, and worked hard every spring to grow wildly, Forged numerous fruits and escorted the young Lu Tinghe to realize his dream step by step.

"So we met back then..." Zhu Wanxing buried his face in his knees and clenched his hands into fists, "Lu Tinghe knew it was me..."

The unfinished words were mixed with tears back to the bottom of my heart, Zhu Wanxing's head was in chaos: When did Lu Tinghe recognize Lu Tinghe in his previous life?After being together for real?Or just in bed?Or knew from the first meeting...

He should have thought a long time ago that although Lu Tinghe looked gentle and polite, he never rubbed sand in his eyes. In his previous life, he could be said to be romantic and bad, so why did Lu Tinghe insist on being with him?unless……

"He recognized me." Zhu Wanxing muttered to himself with red eyes: "He knew from the very beginning that I was a little star."

That's why he was humble and considerate in every possible way, and could pretend that he didn't care about anything, but Zhu Wanxing only wanted to play with him at that time...

"Brother..." He murmured and closed his eyes, swallowing the regret that was as thick as mud and bone-shattering.

"Why haven't you told me..."

Zhu Wanxing didn't get on the plane, but turned around and went to the train station.

To go to the county seat, he had to take the train, then change to two buses, and finally walk for 20 minutes to Zhu Wanxing's destination this time - Qingshui Village, where Lu Tinghe lived when he was a child.

Since yesterday afternoon, he hadn't had any water or rice, and he had only eaten two energy bars. He was already a little top-heavy when he arrived at the entrance of the village, but fortunately, the person in charge of the fund passed his breath ahead of time, and the village chief was waiting at the door to pick him up.

The people in the small village are not enthusiastic, but they are not cold-blooded either. Almost every household has a meal of kindness to Lu Tinghe, especially the village head. Lu Tinghe lived in the village head's house most of the time when he was a child.

Zhu Wanxing knew that Lu Tinghe had had a hard time before, but he never expected it to be this difficult. The low shed where he slept was only a dilapidated hammock, which was open on all sides, not blocking the rain in summer and not blocking the wind in winter.

Hearing from the village chief that he didn’t have enough to eat when he was a child, and the villagers didn’t always remember him, little Lu Tinghe picked the fruits from the mountains and sold them in the county town. The county town is several miles away from the village, so he had to get up very early to Catch the morning market.

There are few fruits, so it is not easy for him to snatch the neighbors in the village. He only climbs up the tree to pick the high fruits after the adults have finished picking them. He slipped and fell down several times, which left a scar on his shoulder.

The child can withstand beatings, but he can’t help being hungry. He goes to pick fruit every day before dawn, and walks for more than an hour to the county seat. On the way back, he suffered from hypoglycemia and fainted. It was a long time before he was found by the village chief, and the money on his body was also gone.

Zhu Wanxing quietly listened to the village chief's story about Lu Tinghe's childhood, and looked at the mountain full of fruits in the distance without saying a word. He didn't dare to think about how Lu Tinghe got to where he is today step by step. He only remembered the time when he met him in his previous life. Scenes.

The cold and old-fashioned alpha is incompatible with the reception, but from the beginning to the end, there is a sense of pride and gentleness in his body. Some people are naturally arrogant, really like a crane in the court, but they can't help being malicious.

"Is Xiaohe dating someone?" The village chief asked with a cigarette in his mouth. "He is always worried about building roads and bridges in our village, and he doesn't worry about his own affairs at all. He is not young now. If even a baby in the village Got it!"

Zhu Wanxing was taken aback by the question, and subconsciously touched his lower abdomen. Lu Tinghe had never entered his genital cavity. He said that he didn't want to restrain Zhu Wanxing too much before getting married, but now that he thought about it, he was afraid that he would be bound by a lifelong mark.

"Tinghe is busy with work, so he doesn't have time to think about it."

"Ah, so busy." The village head sighed worriedly, knocked the old pipe on the ground and poured out the ash, "Then does he have someone he likes?"

Zhu Wanxing was stunned for two seconds, then bowed his head in silence, "No."

"This child is really worrying!" The village chief squinted his eyes and took a puff of cigarettes. The lines at the end of his eyes resembled Tian Long at the foot of the mountain. "Hey! He is still looking for some orangutan, right?"

Zhu Wanxing stopped standing up, and asked in disbelief: "You just said...what is he looking for?"

"I don't think it's very good. It should be the hairy gorilla. Anyway, he has always said since he was a child that he should study hard, sell fruit well, and find some orangutan when he grows up."

The village chief took another puff of his cigarette and said angrily: "Hey, what do you think is so good about that gorilla? Let's settle the marriage first. After he gets married and has a baby, where do you want to go?" Orangutans can't..."

"no......"

Zhu Wanxing whispered in his heart: What he is looking for is not an orangutan, but a star, Zhu Wanxing's star.

The village chief’s chanting continued, and the sound mixed with smoke drifted into Zhu Wanxing’s ears along the wind. He stared blankly at the distant mountains, his chaotic thoughts were ups and downs like continuous ridges, and his heartstrings had just stabilized. In a quarter of an hour, it fell to the bottom again.

What did he do in his previous life...

Twice I thought it was fun to provoke Lu Tinghe, but I didn't give him a good death.

The first time he wove an unrealistic dream for the young Lu Tinghe and pulled him out of the mire, and the second time he personally shattered the dream and pushed him into the abyss.

When he was ten years old, Lu Tinghe probably triggered all the bad luck to meet him.