Ning Shu of Rebirth

Fang accepted the opponent's gaze and shot.

Suddenly, Li Yanxi who was beside him took a step forward, blocking Ning Shu just right.

In the spacious and somewhat empty hall, except for the crystal palace lamp on the head and some decorations in the corners, only the black leather sofas in the center of the hall are left. At this moment, Zhuo Yanzhi is sitting on the sofa, holding a With a cane, a pale expression ran wildly on that obviously old face, but his eyes were still as sharp as a sword, and he shot straight at him, as if trying to cut him in half.

Ning Shu and Li Yanxi stood in front of the sofa, looking at the old man on the sofa speechlessly, the air was stagnant, and it was smashed down like a low pressure.

In the hall, besides them, there were Jing Feng and Xiao Lin, as well as Zhuo Lan and his wife and Zhuo Yiran.

Seeing this situation, several people couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and finally it was Zhuo Lan who broke the silence, her voice was still clear, but with a deep sense of helplessness, "Ning Shu, quickly call Grandpa."

Ning Shu glanced at her, but said nothing.

Zhuo Yanzhi's face on the sofa was even more ugly, his hand holding the cane was trembling slightly, Ning Shu kept pursing his lips, unwilling to say the word "grandpa", if this person hadn't stopped him back then, how could their father and son leave In such a situation, he will have a complete mother's love, and his father will also have a beautiful and sweet love. Their family should be happy and complete, not the current separation of yin and yang.

Therefore, he never planned to call out this grandfather.

"Zhuo Lan, you are too strong for others." Li Yanxi shook Ning Shu's hand, his voice was as calm as a lake without any waves.

After hearing this, Zhuo Yanzhi finally spoke, "Bastard! How dare you say such a thing!" His voice was unexpectedly loud and powerful, completely out of proportion to his thin appearance.

Ning Shu raised her eyebrows slightly, a trace of sarcasm flashed in her eyes, she slightly closed her fingers, and clasped Li Yanxi's hand tightly.

Zhuo Yanzhi saw it, and his expression was dazed for a few seconds, and then he came back to his senses, "How decent are the two big men arguing! Let me go quickly! People from my Zhuo family can't do this kind of thing. Things that ruin the style of the family!"

His words were like deaf ears to Li Yanxi and Ning Shu, and they pretended not to hear them. The two still held hands without me. Li Yanxi glanced at Ning Shu beside him, and then looked at Zhuo Yanzhi on the sofa, " Ever since you sent people to bump into Ning Shu, I have nothing to do with your Zhuo family, and Ning Shu, he was never a member of your Zhuo family."

These words made Zhuo Yanzhi so angry that he couldn't even breathe smoothly. The old servant beside him hurriedly helped the master, lowering his eyebrows and eyes, pretending that he was deaf and didn't hear anything.

Zhuo Yanzhi pointed at Ning Shu and Li Yanxi with trembling fingers, his words were no longer as loud as before, but he seemed to lose his confidence: "Okay! Very good! You... you two want... yes You have to be willing to piss me off!"

Ning Shu still had that mocking face, and waited until Zhuo Yanzhi had finished speaking before speaking slowly, her voice was light and unrestrained, extraordinarily calm in this quiet hall, "Mr. Threatening the lives of the two people she loves most, and using this excuse to get rid of my father and me, right?"

As soon as the words came out, the air in the hall became thinner, Zhuo Yanzhi's body was stunned, a trace of pain flashed across his eyes, and then disappeared in the cloudy eyes, "Ning Huaide killed her! It was you Killed her! She is a rich lady, how can she follow such a lowly person as Ning Huaide, I am just helping her choose, what is wrong!"

Ning Shu's eyes were instantly covered by heavy wind and snow, just like the winter in Beijing, it was so cold that it made people shiver.

He came out from behind Li Yanxi and faced Zhuo Yanzhi who was on the sofa with a stubborn face. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, which made people feel chilling: "You are the one who killed my mother, you are the one who killed my mother." Murderer! You are a selfish person, you don't love her at all, you only love your reputation and status, you are afraid that others will know that the daughter you loved since childhood was abandoned for a man, you are afraid that the reputation of your Zhuo family will be ruined, you Afraid of being the laughing stock of others, all of this is because of your selfishness, all because of you!"

It took only a moment for his voice to change from calm to sharp, his delicate face became distorted with anger and resentment, his body walked towards the sofa uncontrollably, every cell in his body was screaming, wanting to vent and hurt their feelings The person is right in front of my eyes, and the only thought left in my mind is to make this person named Zhuo Yanzhi completely disappear into the world!

Before the body reached the edge of the sofa successfully, it was embraced by a pair of warm arms.

The dissociated rationality seemed to return again, Ning Shu gasped and leaned against the man's arms, her chest heaving violently due to resentment.

The other people in the hall didn't expect the always gentle Ning Shu to be so excited, and they were speechless in a daze.

Zhuo Yanzhi, who was upright and confident a second ago on the sofa, seemed to be frightened by the handsome young man in front of him, his complexion suddenly became haggard, and he looked very old in the bright light of the hall.

Jing Feng looked at his grandfather's dim eyes, and said, "Ning Shu, don't hate grandpa, please."

Hearing this, Ning Shu suddenly laughed softly, "I don't hate him," these words were undoubtedly a bright light, making several people slightly happy, only Li Yanxi stood beside him from beginning to end with a blank expression on his face, and then heard Ning Shu's almost rigid tone slowly sounded from beside him, "But, I will never forgive him."

The crutch in Zhuo Yanzhi's hand was lost, and it fell firmly on the smooth floor. The sharp sound resounded in the spacious space, as if hitting everyone's heart, shaking so much that even the heart shrank slightly. tight.

Ning Shu looked at the cane that had fallen on the floor, then turned her eyes to the old man who was still sitting on the sofa, and said word by word: "Zhuo Yanzhi, you killed your favorite daughter, you will never die." You won't understand how happy she was with my father in those three years, and you will never understand the plain and simple luxury. It was you who took away her beautiful life. I wish you all the rest of the time Come and repent for everything you did back then."

Those words pierced his heart like a needle, Zhuo Yanzhi's eyes were bloodshot, his mouth was trembling, but he didn't say a word.

Ning Shu took one last look at him, then turned and walked towards the gate.

Li Yanxi looked at his slender back and followed him without hesitation.

Zhuo Yanzhi looked at the back figure that was about to disappear at the door, and suddenly said: "Ning Shu, I'm sorry." His tone was sincere, and if he listened carefully, he could still hear choking and regret mixed with it.

Ning Shu paused, and then walked out of Zhuo's magnificent gate without looking back.

Walking out of the suffocating house, what greeted him was the grand and bright sunshine, the light was like the air at the fingertips everywhere, the garden in front of him was full of big flowers, the color was as bewitching as blood, Ning Standing in front of Huapu, Shu suddenly thought of the red flowers planted in his yard many years ago. Those were like the life of his mother, all of which withered overnight.

So poignant and sad.

Footsteps gradually came from behind, Ning Shu didn't turn her head, she looked at the flowers in the garden and said softly, "Am I very useless?"

"Life is too short, don't spend time hating someone, it's not worth it." The man behind stepped forward and embraced him, his voice hovering above his head.

Ning Shu just leaned himself into the lingering embrace in this posture, and said, "I don't think my mother wants me to hate him either."

"Ah."

After that unpleasant meeting, Ning Shu and Li Yanxi never mentioned Zhuo Yanzhi again, as if this person didn't exist to them.

Jing Feng and Xiao Lin came to see him at school, but they didn't say a word, Jing Feng was still the same as before, pulling him to ask him how he was, his care was so touching.

Ning Shu couldn't help but think of Jing Feng in that dream, he still had the same idle look, but he dared to challenge his grandfather because of him, Jing Feng had always been acting as a buffer zone all his life It's just that Ning Shu knows that there is an unrevealable past hidden in Jing Feng's heart.

In order to save him, Zhuo Yanzhi cut off half of his kidney.

This kind of behavior naturally made Jing Feng unable to let go of this grandfather-grandchild relationship. Whenever Ning Shu thought of this incident, Ning Shu would always think that if Zhuo Yanzhi was so generous to his mother and father back then, all of this is not true now. It should look like this.

That's why he couldn't hate it.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Shu had entered her senior year.

Soon, he was about to step into the society. Li Yanxi naturally wanted him to work in Tianyang, but he rejected him explicitly.

Since he is unwilling, Li Yanxi will not force it, but always think of some tricks to make him happy, so that he can let go as soon as possible.

In the summer vacation of his senior year, Li Yanxi forced him into Tianyang on the grounds of an internship.

Tianyang Group has many employees with a detailed division of labor, but the spirit of gossip is everywhere, and everyone is very curious about this parachuted assistant to the president.

Seeing the handsome man walking with the boss, everyone unanimously guessed which family's elegant and noble son this is. Only Li Fengling stood in the corner, holding a water glass with an ambiguous smile on his face. The second brother's movements are really slow. It took many years to abduct people into their own business. It seems that it will take quite a long time for Ning Shu to enter the master's house.

CEO's office.

President Li Da was pulling his lover to roll the sheets. When the fight was hot, the damn cell phone rang suddenly. Li Yanxi threw the cell phone on the ground angrily, but the handsome young man under him frowned displeasedly. Voice: "Now is working time, boss."

The handsome CEO pouted, got out of bed reluctantly, picked up the mobile phone on the floor, turned around and walked to the sofa, and connected the phone.

After a while, he slowly put down his cell phone, turned his head to look at the naked person on the sofa, and said slowly, "He's dead."

Ning Shu was stunned for a while, then suddenly sat up from the sofa, "When did it happen?"

"just."

Ning Shu opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. Li Yanxi took the coat beside him and wrapped him up, and then pressed him into his arms. No one spoke in the room for a while, only the bright sunlight came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the entire area. The room is bright.

Zhuo Yanzhi's funeral was a Black Friday.

It was raining lightly, making the vision a bit blurred.

Ning Shu stood in front of the cemetery, the black clothes on his body made his face paler and paler. They were always powerless in the face of death, they could only watch helplessly as the god of death took their lives, and helplessness and sadness filled every day. A corner, like a dark night, makes my heart darken.

Zhuo Lan and Zhuo beside them were still crying silently, the low voice was inaudible in the drizzle, but it seemed to be pierced in the heart, shaking the heartstrings.

Jing Feng stood beside Xiao Lin, with grief on his alluring face.

Ning Shu raised his eyes and looked at the tombstone. The words "Zhuo Yanzhi" on it were particularly eye-catching. He suddenly felt his eyes a little sore, as if raindrops fell into his eyes, which turned into hot liquid and fell down in a blink of an eye.

The man beside him gently hugged him into his arms, and kissed him on the forehead, his voice clearly reached the eardrums through the rain curtain: "Don't worry, I will definitely not leave you alone in this world."

Ning Shu raised her head and saw the slightly raised corner of the other party's mouth.

He slowly stretched out his hand, found the man's slender fingers, and held them tightly.

The drizzle was still falling non-stop, splashing a lot of ripples in everyone's hearts.

Three weeks after the funeral, Ning Shu met the legendary mother of Li Yanxi.

She was an elegant and beautiful woman, even though she was middle-aged, she still exuded a fascinating temperament, she looked at him with a smile on her face: "I heard from Feng Ling that you and Yan Xi are finally together , so I came back specially to see you."

All the drafts in Ning Shu's stomach were washed away by these words, and none of them came in handy.

He originally thought that it would take a lot of energy and time to convince Li Yanxi's mother to agree to them being together, but he didn't expect it to be so smooth.

Zhuo Fengyuan looked at the handsome young man in front of her, and she was so happy that her eyes were bent, and her voice came with a smile: "It really is printed from the same mold as Feng Qing."

When Ning Shu heard her mother's name, she couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and said unconsciously, "I haven't seen her for many years."

Zhuo Fengyuan was stunned for a moment, the corners of her eyes were slightly wet, she stretched out her hand to pat Ning Shu's hand on the table, and said softly: "Let me take good care of you when your mother leaves, I haven't finished her work these years. Please, feel ashamed."

"No, didn't you ask Li Yanxi to take care of me?" Seeing her guilty face, Ning Shu quickly comforted her.

Zhuo Fengyuan stayed in a daze for longer this time, and it took a long time before she said: "It was Yan Xi who asked for taking care of you."

As night falls, the lights are on.

Ning Shu stood downstairs of Tianyang Group, raised her head to see the lights inside, and then raised her legs and walked in.

The elevator stopped at the floor where the president's office was located. Only the light in the president's office was still on in the whole floor. He walked over slowly and gently pushed open the door.

The man sitting in front of the desk and working frowned slightly, and when he heard the sound of the door being pushed, he raised his head and took a quick glance, and saw Ning Shu standing at the door, the man hurriedly got up from the chair, walked towards him, and said: "Why don't you go home so late? Have you eaten yet?"

Ning Shu let the other party hug him, walked to the sofa and sat down, then turned around suddenly and pressed the man on the sofa.

Li Yanxi was taken aback by his series of actions, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"

"Li Yanxi, you always make me have to love you." The handsome young man opened his lips slightly, his voice filled with a mountain of obsession in the quiet space, the man listened, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he rolled over and crushed him body, then slowly leaned down, took a sip on those sweet lips, "Are you confessing?"

Ning Shu didn't deny it, but nodded generously, then turned her head away suddenly, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "I, let's make love."

The air stagnated for a moment, and a big smile filled the man's eyes, and his slender fingers slowly opened the young man's thin clothes.

spring.Let it go.

The bright stars linger in the sky, like the figure that has been chasing for many years, always occupying a place in my heart.

Many, many years ago, so long that they don't even remember.

There was a young man named Li Yanxi, who once stood under the sycamore tree, watching the frail and thin figure affectionately.

This feeling that has been growing over time has finally come to fruition after many years.

Ning Shu thought of the smile and relief in Zhuo Fengxuan's eyes when he said that sentence, and couldn't help hugging the man's body even more, letting him enter her deeper.

His Ning Shu died on a cold winter night.

But he returned unexpectedly. That year, he met Li Yanxi.

He thought this was a real encounter, but he never expected that that person had identified him many years ago.

No matter how time goes forward, no matter how the world changes, he has decided to always hold Mr. Li's hand tightly and walk on firmly.

(Finish)

The author has something to say: I finally finished writing, hoo~~~Sahua~~~~ This article almost collapsed in the middle of writing, because there is no feeling behind it, so the writing is relatively slow.

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