MTL - Rebirth: National Crown Prince-Chapter 698 It's alright, I'm here.
Chapter 698 It's okay, I'm here.
It's been a long time.
The boy was still sitting on the bed with the same movement and posture.
Her brows and eyes were drooping, and the dim yellow light sprinkled on her long and dense eyelashes, as if it had plated a layer of light on her whole person.
"Squeak—"
The door was unlocked and opened.
"Da da da"
The footsteps sounded softly, cautiously, as if afraid of disturbing the people on the bed.
"Xi Xi."
The person who came was Mo Yu.
He was wearing a loose grey pajamas and walked into Wan Zexi's house with his slippers on.
"Xixi?" He called softly and sat on the edge of the bed gently.
"What are you doing here?" Wan Zexi's voice was hoarse and hard.
Mo Yu lowered his eyes and pulled the boy's hand, carefully he saw the scar on the boy's palm at a glance, his eyebrows and eyes unconsciously showed a hint of hostility.
"Who hurt your hand?" Mo Yu's tone was dangerous.
"It's fine." Wan Zexi pulled out his hand indifferently.
Mo Yu looked at such a cold and stubborn young man, and only felt that he had returned to the previous life. The young man of the previous life was like this, cold and high, like an emperor, unattainable.
At the same time, it also made him in the previous life really feel what "love can't be".
Wan Zexi is the person that Mo Yu has always hoped for.
is also the person he wants to pamper, protect and cherish in his heart.
"It's okay, no matter what happens, it will be fine." Mo Yu's voice was so gentle at this moment that it could drown anyone.
"If you feel very painful and sad, just step back, stand behind me, I will block for you, if the pain is behind you, stand in front of me."
Wan Zexi smiled silently. Her expression was indifferent and her eyes were blank. She always had a question in her heart that she wanted to ask Mo Yu, and she kept this question for a long time.
She asked: "Mo Yu, what do you like about me? I'm indifferent, paranoid and dark, neither kind nor gentle, why do you like me like this?"
She Wan Zexida has lived in a cold world since she was born. Everywhere she looks is the ugliness of the world and the indifference of human nature.
My father has been too strict and indifferent to her since she was a child. If she doesn't like it, she will be locked up, forbidden to eat, or beaten.
Up to now, she still remembers her father's eyes deeply, and the words her father said were deeply imprinted in her soul.
"If it wasn't for Ah Qing, you wouldn't be worthy of coming into this world."
At that time, although she was precocious, she was still a child. Because of these words, she always had some resentment in her heart.
I remember that year, when she was kidnapped, her father did not let anyone come to rescue her, but just told her on the phone: "My Wan Lin's son has to learn to come back alive by himself."
In the end, she survived nine deaths and came back alive, covered in blood.
And that time, she was sold to a human trafficker by a nanny, so she met Mo Yu.
Later, when she came back, she always felt something strange. The nanny had been with her for some time. She didn't look like the kind of treacherous and rich person, but she sold her without saying a word. .
Later, she learned that all this was instructed by his father, and she overheard everything while hiding in the corner.
"Brother, he is your son after all, so you can rest assured?" It was obviously her uncle's voice on the other end of the phone.
Wan Lin said nonchalantly, "What's wrong with her, isn't she coming back well?"
"Brother, I think if this child knows about the nanny's instigation by you, I'm afraid he will hate you for the rest of his life."
"There are so many people who hate me Wan Lin, she can't even talk about it."
At that moment, the heart of the child fell into the ice cellar in an instant, and the anger was poured from the head to the soles of the feet.
I thought that my father would think that she did a good job this time, and even if he didn't praise her, he would be kind to her.
But all this is delusion.
Father can only be gentle to her mother when she is around, and most of the time he ignores her or looks cold.
She loves her mother Bai Fengqing deeply, but her appearance and character are very similar to her father Wan Lin, who has always hated her.
Cold, heartless, dark.
Why is it worth Mo Yu to like her for two lifetimes.
Yes, two worlds.
She noticed the clue not long ago, and she saw that Mo Yu was reborn just like her.
If he doesn't say it, she doesn't ask.
He thought that when he came back from the rebirth, he would feel tired of this relationship, he would feel tired and tired, and he didn't want to like her anymore, or maybe he felt that he had seen her clearly and felt that she was not worthy of his deep love.
Mo Yu didn't answer for a while, because he was thinking, he wanted to answer her seriously and solemnly.
In fact, he also thought about this question.
Can someone like him really like someone and love someone?
He is like a mouse living in a dark corner, unable to see light, but in the year they first met, he saw light in her eyes, it was a look he had never seen before, lustful, obscene, proud He was fierce and vicious, but only those eyes were different, cold and clear, clean and indifferent.
Whenever he was about to be unable to hold on, those eyes would always appear in his mind.
Unconsciously, she has become his obsession, deep into the bone marrow, and cannot be eliminated.
"What? Is it difficult to answer? Or do you think I'm not worthy of your liking?" Wan Zexi's expression was indifferent, but the depths of his eyes seemed to be falling, becoming bleak
Mo Yu shook his head, his handsome and beautiful face was serious, I saw his eyes were deep and affectionate: "I really can't find any reason to like someone, if I have to say it, it is probably that the phoenix is not the phoenix tree. More than that, the setting sun does not fall unless the west sky, the Yangtze River does not enter the East China Sea, and I must be you.”
For a long time, the two have been expressing their feelings implicitly, and have never made a formal statement.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Wan Zexi laughed in vain, silently at first, then gradually laughing out loud, happy and sad, his eyes were cold and terrifying.
She said in a hoarse voice, "You know what? Just now I wanted to kill, I wanted to kill all of you, including myself, and at that moment, I was making a perfect murder plan in my mind. Listen, don't you think it's very strange? Terrible? I feel the same way."
The teenager no longer lowered his head, but raised his porcelain white jaw and raised his forehead, only to see two lines of turbid tears flowing from the corners of her eyes, and then slipped over the temples, which made witnessing all this. Mo Yu's heartache is beyond description.
Mo Yu's fingertips pressed against the corner of the boy's eyes, her eyes were lowered, her expression was gentle like water, and she wiped away her tears little by little.
He said: "If you want to kill, I will hand you a knife, if you want to kill yourself, I will tie you, or we will die together."
As soon as she finished speaking, her lips fell on his.
The sudden kiss made Mo Yu startled.
Then he slowly closed his eyes.
The boy's lips are soft and sweet.
The man suppressed the crazy desire that burst out of his heart, and he responded lightly and tenderly to the other party.
for a long time.
Just when both of them were about to suffocate, they finally left each other's lips.
She panted softly: "I can't bear it."
Seeing that Mo Yu was just panting slightly and didn't speak, she called out, "Mo Yu?"
Mo Yu's brows and eyes like landscape paintings were a kind of gentle spring, and I saw him pat Wan Zexi's head and said solemnly: "It's alright, I'm here."
The phoenix is not more than the phoenix tree, the sunset is not the west sky, and the Yangtze River is not in the East China Sea, and I must be you.
I found it on Baidu, I like it very much.
(end of this chapter)
