After rebirth, he became my Bai Yueguang

She tried to open her eyes and sat up.

She couldn't even remember how she completed a series of details such as washing and dressing. Until she fully realized, she was already standing outside the door of the Jiang family's old house.

The door was not completely closed, it was slightly ajar, and some of the furnishings in the house could be vaguely seen.

Li Yue looked at the large bag of things in his hand and exhaled.

She was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, when she heard several voices coming from inside the door.

Li Yue had no intention of eavesdropping, but those sounds were too loud for her to ignore even if she wanted to.

"I told you, I don't want to see you, Xiaoxu, why did you bring him here?"

Jiang's mother's voice was sharp and high-pitched, with a strong hint of impatience.

Jiang Xu is here too?

Li Yue keenly captured the message in Jiang's mother's words. She couldn't help but raise her head and peek into the room quietly. Besides Jiang Xu, she didn't expect to see Teacher Jiang Xu.

The man's temple hair has turned white, and the vicissitudes of life on his face are clearly visible. There is a slightly unhappy expression on his face covered with fine lines.

Before the teacher said anything, Jiang Mu had already started to chase people away again: "Mr. Qin, you have a great reputation in the outside world, but the temple here is small and cannot accommodate a giant Buddha like yours. I would like to trouble you to leave."

Her words sounded polite, but her tone was not friendly.

Qin Laopi snorted with a smile, "Ms. He, you have been very hostile to me from the beginning, but you are Xiaoxu's mother after all, and it is right for me to come and see you."

The two men confronted each other, and the smell of gunpowder smoke was strong.

Li Yue stood farther away to avoid hearing something he shouldn't hear.

I don't know how long it had passed, but there was a sound of porcelain falling to the ground and breaking in the house, mixed with Jiang Mu's roar: "You are so pretentious! If you hadn't insisted on teaching Xiaoxu some painting lessons, how could he be where he is today?" Step! It's better now. He listens to you in everything and doesn't take my so-called mother seriously at all. Are you satisfied? "

"How could you say that! If you hadn't tried to control him at every turn, he would have been even better than he is now. What else do you want?!" Mr. Qin, who has always been good-tempered, finally couldn't hold back his temper and his voice got louder. few.

"you......!"

"In order to force him to give up painting, you cut off all his living expenses, just to force him to compromise. He was just a child with no income at all! How could there be such a cruel mother in the world!"

Jiang's mother was speechless by what he said, her lips kept trembling, and in the end she could only hold back one sentence, "This is our family matter..."

"Have you done too few things? I didn't want to get involved too much, but after so many years, Xiaoxu is now so old and even has his own family, yet he still wants to live under your control like this , I think you are crazy."

After saying that, Mr. Qin didn't want to stay any longer, so he was so angry that he rushed out of the door.

He rushed out with an angry look on his face and bumped into Li Yue who had not had time to escape. The expression on his face froze for a moment.

Li Yue stood there, his eyes flickering, and he couldn't help but grab the bag in his hand.

Mr. Qin glanced at her and said nothing.

Li Yue stood stiffly, still wondering whether he should say hello. Behind him, Jiang Xu quickly caught up.

His footsteps also stopped suddenly.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward.

Li Yue was speechless, and really didn't know how to explain such a coincidence.

"Xiao Xu, what are you doing standing still? Send him away. I think he is just here to make me angry!"

Since the two figures were blocking the door, Jiang's mother did not notice Li Yue and just spoke angrily inside the house.

Jiang Xu looked back at her mother, said hello calmly, and closed the door behind her.

"Well, I, I'm here to deliver something to Aunt Jiang..." Li Yue looked down at the bag in his hand and stammered, "I didn't mean to..."

"She doesn't want to see you now." Jiang Xu interrupted her.

Li Yue's voice stuck in her throat for a moment, neither rising nor falling. She could neither advance nor retreat.

Fortunately, Jiang Xu didn't sincerely embarrass her. His eyes fell on her fingertips, which were slightly red from the cold. He reached out to take the bag in her hand, turned and walked towards another room.

Seeing Li Yue's embarrassment, Mr. Qin comforted him: "Girl, don't mind. Today is indeed a special situation."

Li Yue nodded, and when he looked at Mr. Qin again, his usual loving and kind look had returned to his face.

"It's okay with me, teacher." Li Yue smiled lightly, "Teacher, don't be too angry. Aunt Jiang may just love her son very much..."

Hearing her mention Jiang Mu, Mr. Qin once again snorted disdainfully, "She is not worthy of my attention. I just think that Xiaoxu, eh..."

Before he finished speaking, he sighed.

Not knowing what he thought of, he looked at Li Yue again: "Girl, if you have nothing to do, please enlighten Xiaoxu. Although he usually seems to be indifferent to everything, he will be depressed if he keeps everything in his heart."

But she doesn't seem to understand him very well, Li Yue thought to herself.

When she looked up and saw the teacher's expectant gaze, she couldn't bear to say it directly, so she could only respond, "Okay, I will."

"Don't worry about the fact that He Xiaohong has been inciting you to divorce Xiaoxu all day long. I think you two are a good match. We have been childhood sweethearts since childhood and know everything about it." Mr. Qin looked at her and smiled with satisfaction.

"Teacher, did you remember wrongly, Jiang Xu and I..." The words childhood sweethearts made Li Yue's heart skip a beat. How many years had they known each other?How could I be considered a childhood sweetheart?

Halfway through, Li Yue fell silent when he saw that Jiang Xu had already placed the things and was turning back from there.

Jiang Xu walked over step by step on the stone road and stopped in front of Li Yue.

"You haven't eaten yet?" Jiang Xu reached out and brushed away a snowflake from her forehead, her eyes darkened.

Li Yue didn't know how he could do such an intimate act so naturally in front of his elders. Her ears turned red, she took a step back and sighed with her eyes half-closed.

She glanced at Mr. Qin uncomfortably and caught his pleased smile.

She was still in a daze when a hand warmer was suddenly stuffed into her right hand.

The warmth of the hand warmer gradually warmed her hands that had been numb from the cold.

"Teacher, my mother has offended you so much today. I apologize to you on her behalf. If you don't mind, come with us to have a meal out today." Jiang Xu said.

There was a smile in Mr. Qin's eyes, and he had obviously put down the matter just now. He nodded, "Okay, speaking of which, we haven't had dinner together for a long time."

Li Yue naturally had no objection. During the dinner, she always behaved appropriately and generously. Mr. Qin did not hesitate to praise her and nodded constantly.

However, the more the meal went on, the more doubtful Li Yue became.

She used to feel that there seemed to be many secrets in Jiang Xu that she didn't know, so that until now, these seemed to be a mystery.

"Xiao Xu, when you were young, I thought you were suitable. I was right, right? You didn't believe it at first." Mr. Qin took a sip of wine, his face already turning red.

Jiang Xu's eyes stayed on Li Yue for a very brief moment, and when he saw that she was eating calmly, he looked away.

"Teacher, that's all in the past."

"You have no conscience, why don't you mention the past? This girl saved you back then, and you just forgot about it?" Mr. Qin put down his wine glass and lectured him seriously.

The chopsticks in Li Yue's hand stopped in the air for a moment.