Rebirth Sweet Romance: Young Master Luo's Heartfelt Love

After lunch,

Tang Xinxin looked around the Tang family home with great joy.

Living life again, with parents by my side.

And Luo Yuting was by his side.

This feels so good.

She stretched and was about to go upstairs to sleep.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Luo Yuting sitting alone on the sofa in the corner of the living room.

He sat up straight, like a primary school student.

Because his hair was too long, I couldn't see his eyes.

But the direction seemed to be towards himself.

"Brother Yuting, aren't you going to sleep?"

Tang Xinxin asked in confusion.

Luo Yuting had just recovered from his nervousness.

relieved.

shook his head.

"Then you can do whatever you want. We'll go to school together in the afternoon after my nap."

"Ah."

Luo Yuting nodded obediently.

Tang Xinxin went back upstairs and lay down on the soft bed.

After experiencing many things in the morning, weariness quickly overcame her, and she gradually drifted off to sleep.

In her dream, she witnessed her past life from God's perspective.

That day, she kicked the young Luo Yuting out of the restaurant.

The boy, hungry, was in a secluded corner of the courtyard downstairs.

Tears streamed down his face, his palms were raw from digging in his hands, and his gaze remained fixed on her room.

She wouldn't let the boy ride to school with her.

The boy silently shed tears and continued on foot.

He didn't utter a sound even though his feet were blistered, and he stayed away for more than a year.

In the classroom, the boy was framed by her, and he looked thin and helpless.

After returning to the Tang family and kneeling to thank Tang's parents, he left with only a few belongings and began to wander the streets, his studies also forced to be interrupted.

He was bullied by thugs on the street, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.

He earned his first pot of gold by working and rented a basement.

After get off work, he would hide alone in a dark and damp place, clutching the little doll that Tang Xinxin had given him, stroking it over and over again.

He would also secretly glance at Tang Xinxin from afar when she wasn't paying attention.

In Tang Xinxin's memory,

After Gao Er expelled Luo Yuting from the Tang family, they never saw each other again.

In reality, he had been silently protecting her all along.

Later, she married Tao Yiran and moved into a small apartment.

He thought she would be happy, so he chose to quietly withdraw.

He himself worked hard.

He doesn't complain about any dirty or tiring work.

at last,

His career started to improve.

Gradually reaching its zenith,

But he could never let go of Tang Xinxin in his heart.

Until he was on a business trip in country M,

I heard the devastating news that Tang Xinxin jumped off a building!

He rushed back, utterly distraught.

They also commissioned a unique crystal coffin for her.

after that,

He found Tao Yiran, Tang Yaoyao, and Liu Cuicui, and in a fit of rage, he killed them with his own hands. In a bloodthirsty state, he held Tang Xinxin's body and ultimately perished in the flames.

These images flashed through Tang Xinxin's dreams like a revolving lantern.

In her dream, Tang Xinxin waved her hands incessantly in the air, as if trying to grab the boy she had once ruthlessly pushed away.

Her feet were kicking wildly under the covers, as if she wanted to run back in time to stop those hurts from happening.

Her body writhed violently on the bed, sometimes curling up into a ball with her brows furrowed and teeth clenched, and sometimes suddenly straightening up with her neck thrown back, emitting painful moans and sobs.

Sweat soaked through her pajamas, and her hair was disheveled and scattered across her face, but she was oblivious to it all, lost in endless struggle and regret, trying to escape from this nightmare-like abyss of the past.

"Xin Xin, it's time to get up."

Luo Yuting sat quietly on the sofa downstairs.

His eyes kept glancing towards the stairwell.

I patiently waited for Tang Xinxin to wake up and come downstairs.

Time passes quietly,

Soon it was time to go to school.

But the familiar, light footsteps never sounded.

He gradually felt uneasy.

His brows furrowed slightly.

After thinking for a moment, I decided to go upstairs to take a look.

He hurried to Tang Xinxin's door.

I raised my hand and knocked on the door, again and again.

However, no response was received for half a day.

Luo Yuting's heart sank suddenly.

Panicked, he hurriedly turned around and found the butler.

He asked for the spare key in a hurried tone.

He took a deep breath,

It's like giving myself courage.

Then the door slowly opened.

As soon as the door opened,

Then they heard the girl's voice, filled with pain and fear:

"No! Luo Yuting, I was wrong!!"

Luo Yuting's heart clenched instantly.

Without hesitation, I rushed to the bedside.

Tang Xinxin's face was covered in tears, which streamed down her face like broken beads, soaking a large area of ​​her pillow.

Her forehead, nose, and neck were covered in fine beads of sweat, and her hair was soaked with sweat, clinging to her pale and pained face in strands.

Her hands were flailing unconsciously in the air, and her body would twitch from time to time, as if she were trapped in a terrible nightmare.

The heartbroken boy could no longer care about anything else at that moment.

His only thought was to comfort the aching girl in his arms.

He gently picked up Tang Xinxin and held her in his arms.

Let her head rest against his chest.

A hand gently stroked her back.

He said softly:

"Xinxin, don't be afraid. I'm here. Xinxin, wake up."

The voice was as gentle as a spring breeze.

Under Luo Yuting's gentle call,

Tang Xinxin felt as if she had seen a glimmer of light in the dark abyss.

Her consciousness began to gradually return.

First, his fingers trembled slightly.

Then his eyelids slowly opened.

Just because of prolonged crying,

Her eyes were red, swollen, sore, and painful.

She couldn't help but squint her eyes slightly.

Trying to adjust to the sudden brightness.

Tang Xinxin slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing Luo Yuting's worried face in front of him.

The voice was slightly hoarse and choked with emotion:

“Brother Yuting, I had a terrible dream. I dreamt that I treated you like that, kicked you out of the house, let you go hungry and cold, and made you suffer so much… How could I be so cruel?”

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again.

"I regret it so much, Brother Yuting, will you forgive me?"

Luo Yuting held Tang Xinxin tightly in his arms, gazing tenderly and deeply at her slightly pale face.

Only half a day had passed.

But he had a strong feeling that this girl seemed to have experienced many things that even he did not know.

He could feel her body trembling slightly.

They seemed still immersed in the fear and unease brought about by those unknown encounters.

Luo Yuting couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling extremely distressed.

So, Luo Yuting gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Tang Xinxin's eyes.

His eyes were full of tenderness and doting affection.

He slightly tightened his arms.

He hugged Tang Xinxin even tighter.

She said softly, "Xinxin, that was just a dream, it's all in the past."

His voice was deep and firm.

It seems to possess a magical power.

It can dispel the gloom in Tang Xinxin's heart.

Tang Xinxin raised her head and looked into Luo Yuting's eyes, where her own guilty face was reflected in his deep eyes.

She opened her mouth, as if trying to explain something.

She tried to convey to him more clearly the endless guilt and regret deep in her heart.

However, before she could speak, Luo Yuting extended his index finger and gently pressed it against her lips.

Those long, slender, slightly cool fingers carried an undeniable tenderness.

"Stop blaming yourself, Xin Xin."

His voice was deep and mellow, like a warm stove in winter, instantly enveloping her flustered heart.

Luo Yuting lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the girl in his arms whose tears were still wet, his thoughts churning.

"I've never blamed you."

He silently added in his heart,

Everyone has the right to pursue love.

Perhaps he was just an insignificant figure in her eyes, and her heart never stayed for him, so what?

He willingly wallowed in this love alone, using his deep affection to shelter her from the wind and rain, and using endless tenderness to melt the ice in her heart.

As long as he could stay by her side and watch her joys and sorrows, even if it was just silently giving, it would be the most precious thing in his life.

Luo Yuting's gaze grew increasingly resolute, as if silently proclaiming his unwavering devotion and protection of this love—a deep-seated, selfless affection.