Zha Gong cried bitterly for me after rebirth

"Shen Zhuo, what's going on?"

Director Shen put on airs: "Hmph, didn't you know what you did?"

"I...Although I did something that made him unhappy, it's not enough."

"Huh? Could it be that Jiujiu didn't do it voluntarily, but was forced by you?" Shen Zhuo pinched his chin and muttered in a low voice: "My God, Jiujiu couldn't be because of x's indifference."

"Doctor Shen, I beg you, how is Jiujiu? Tell me quickly."

Shen Zhuo raised his eyebrows: "You beg me? President Murong beg me?"

"Yes, I beg you, I own shares in this hospital, do you want the vice president or..."

"Uh wait, we'll talk about this kind of thing later, he's awake."

Murong Qin turned around and saw that Bai Qingjiu was getting up and about to sit up. Murong Qin hurriedly put on the pillow and pulled the quilt up. He was more attentive than the nurse: "Jiujiu, are you still dizzy now? Is there any discomfort?"

Bai Qingjiu's stomach growled twice: "Hungry."

"Doctor Shen, is there food in the hospital?"

"Yes, the patient's family members are required to make a call in person, and the doctor does not provide this service."

"Wait for me, Jiujiu, I'll go right away."

Shen Zhuo kicked the door and praised, "Awesome Jiujiu, how did you train the domineering president to be a full-time dog?"

Bai Qingjiu rubbed the sore part of his head: "Why did I faint suddenly, it's not the right time to faint."

"You are wrong, it's time to faint."

"why?"

Shen Zhuo glanced down: "For President Murong, isn't it just the right time? I didn't say it in front of him, and deliberately made him anxious. You must have noticed the change in yourself, right?"

Seeing him staring at his stomach, Bai Qingjiu said in horror: "I have a tumor in my stomach?"

"nonono, not the stomach."

"Could it be the intestines?"

"Emm...it's getting close."

Bai Qingjiu couldn't open his mouth: "Could it be..."

The two said in unison: "Prostate/You are pregnant!"

Uh……

Shen Zhuo hates iron but steel: "I think you need a little bit of beating, what a mess, you are not unborn, you have some experience, things that others can't envy, only you can do it, and you have two children in your life, you have to be jealous to death Me, you!"

Bai Qingjiu looked confused: "Are you serious?"

Shen Zhuo took out the report sheet: "Look at these indicators..."

"I know, I've seen it."

"Let me tell you, this matter can't be delayed any longer. If Murong Qin doesn't clarify the identity of Mrs. Murong's family for you, don't say anything, fight now!"

Murong Qin pushed open the door: "Hit what?"

Shen Zhuo put his hips on his hips coquettishly: "Let Jiujiu tell you by himself."

Bai Qingjiu said, "It's nothing, it's a small matter."

"Huh? It's a trivial matter! Bai Qingjiu, Bai Qingjiu, you really let me down."

Shen Zhuo kicked the door open: "Momo, let's go home."

Mo Yanchen held a child by the hand: "Congratulations."

Murong Qin fed the meal one mouthful at a time, and was stunned to understand what was worthy of congratulations.

Mo Yanchen said: "It seems that your choice is right. Let's do it again, and there will be very good changes."

Who and whom are we...

Murong Qin's spoon fell into the bowl, his palm stopped for a while, then he grabbed it again, pretending not to hear.

Shen Zhuo scratched his head: "What do you mean?"

Mo Yanchen smiled faintly: "I've explained it to you many times, but you didn't listen carefully."

"I don't understand."

"Let's go, let's talk about it when we go home."

Ah Jing hugged the airplane model, very happy: "Daddy, this is the little handyman that my uncle gave me."

"Take it well and don't lose it."

"Uncle told me a story. Once upon a time, there was a handjob, ash, ash. Suddenly, there was a thick fog, and the handjob broke down. Boom—it was about to fall, and everyone on the handjob would be shitted, uncle. Received a mysterious phone call, there are two options in the phone, either rush out of the fog, or give up, everyone on the gray machine will be reborn."

Ah Jing giggled: "Daddy, is there really such a story? Did they all come back alive in the end?"

Bai Qingjiu spat out the white porridge in one gulp, and coughed violently, "A Jing, what are you talking about? Who told you?"

Ah Jing pointed to the door: "Guoguo's father told me."

This is the nth time for Shen Zhuo to hear this story. The story is more detailed than Ah Jing's. If you don't experience it yourself, how can you understand the tragedy of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

He knew that Mo Yanchen was reborn, it was no big deal, no matter how the story develops, as long as they can be together.

Shen Zhuo discovered a problem from the story this time: "Why did you choose to sit and wait for death instead of rushing towards hope."

Mo Yanchen said: "Rushing out is not necessarily hope, maybe it is even greater despair. I promised you will come back, even if it is another way, I will never break my promise."

"You just trust the person on the phone. If he lied to you, wouldn't everyone be screwed? Isn't it true that you can't answer the phone if you fly an airplane?"

"It was an internal communication, I was able to receive it, and I believed that person because... I had no choice."

"Well, Jiujiu came back with you, does he know about it?"

"You should know that two people who really love each other don't need to hide this kind of thing. As far as I know, they are indeed more in love than they were in the last five years."

"What about us?"

"We've always been in love."

"I want you to tell me the story of the last five years, every day, every detail."

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"Murong Qin, Murong Qin, is that you?" Bai Qingjiu tightly buttoned the bed sheet, his lips were pale and trembling.

"Wine, drink the porridge first."

With a wave of Bai Qingjiu's palm, the bowl and chopsticks were knocked to the ground, almost splashing on Ah Jing's little feet. Ah Jing was terrified: "I, I, I... I'm going to get the mop."

Bai Qingjiu closed his eyes, and the veins on his forehead popped up: "Murongqin, what have you done? You know, you know everything, but you never told me."

Murong Qin's voice was low, as if the world had fallen into panic and tranquility: "I can't just say that I don't know anything in my current capacity. On the contrary, when my memory is full of our future and past, how much regret I have, I I have thousands of reasons for not cherishing you, not loving you, and even hurting you more than once, but none of them are enough to explain."

"Is it useful to say this?"

Murong Qin pressed his palms against the bedside: "I didn't want to admit it, nor did I have to say that no one else in the world today has two memories."

"Everyone on that plane has two memories, all of us have a new one, but you don't."

"Then how do you know, I'm not on that plane."

Bai Qingjiu's pupils widened, "Impossible, I saw you at the airport, and you didn't get on the plane."

"That's what your soul sees, it may not be real, maybe... that's just what you want to see subconsciously, you don't want me to die."

Bai Qingjiu's scalp tingled suddenly: "This is impossible."

"I also thought that I had two souls in different time and space. At a certain point in time, I successfully replaced the other one. After recovering my memory, I carefully recalled the events of that day.

I promised you a holiday in Malaysia. I was late, but the plane was also late. I got on the plane at the last minute. At that time, I hadn't figured out how to explain the island and your mother to you. I had done a lot So many wrong things, I told one lie after another, I don't know how to face you, and you are leaving me, I start to panic, I can't wait any longer, but there is no other way, I need a Chance, a chance to start over. "

Bai Qingjiu's scalp was numb: "What do you mean?"

"Accidents involving planes are not entirely hopeless."

"It's you, it's you..." Bai Qingjiu pointed at him, his voice trembling violently: "What do you think of other people? Funeral objects?"

"That ring has extraordinary power. It will save everyone. Besides, no one was on the plane that day. It's just that you didn't notice that I was behind you."

Bai Qingjiu covered his ears: "Stop talking, you are too scary, Murong Qin, you are simply crazy."

Murong Qin held his wrist: "Don't you want to know who gave me that gemstone that brings the dead back to life?"

"Go away! I don't want to know."

Murong Qin took a long breath: "You choose to escape, why not I? What do you think Xia Yu just discussed with me when he came back? Business planning or love? Neither, we are arguing, arguing about what you want What kind of life should I live.

Even without this plane, Xia Yu would find other ways to go back to the past. At first it was just a gem that everyone called a myth. I made a ring to give you before him. I have the confidence to protect you, and I Well-planned child, how could I expect natural disasters and man-made disasters, and how could I expect it to be triggered soon. "

"Yes, you didn't expect it, but you still chose it."

"Bai Qingjiu, I have no choice. On that plane, am I the only one who wants to do it all over again? Mo Yanchen finally became the captain after five years of hard work, and now he is the commander of the area! Xia Yu would rather give up five years. I have to go back to the past and make a new choice for the glorious future in the next year, what about me? I just want to change the way of loving you."

Bai Qingjiu's eyes were dull: "Xia Yu...is he also on the plane?"

"He wanted to stop us that day, but he didn't expect you to get on the plane alone. There are some things we didn't expect, but they just happened."

"So, when all of us went back to five years ago, Xia Yu gave up studying abroad and came back. He knew everything, but he personally ruined his future."

"Yes."

Bai Qingjiu covered his face in pain: "Why? Why did you do this?"

Murong Qin squatted down, leaned on the side of the bed and looked up at him: "Jiujiu, I never left you, I just forgot, forgot that we have already loved vigorously once."

"No one else has forgotten, why do you forget?"