MTL - Thousands of People Suspected of Rebirth and Became Popular on the Internet-Chapter 152 Crying children have candy

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Gu Fei felt that the child's current mood was a bit wrong. He hugged him tightly like this and didn't let go. His small face was buried in his shoulder and neck, and he could only see the other party's slightly red ears.

He didn't speak, just put his arms around An Qingyan silently, and gently stroked the boy's back with his palm soothingly, the emotion in his eyes was as soft as the moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

An Qingyan didn't know what to say, but just hugged the man tightly, and felt a little more at ease, like a lost boat drifting in the deep sea finally returned to the harbor.

He felt very sad and distressed, but he couldn't explain to Gu Fei. What he felt distressed was Gu Fei in his previous life. After his death, how did the man feel?

Did Gu Fei love him at that time?

An Qingyan didn't know, but the man's meticulous care when he was sick already explained everything.

He understands Gu Fei's temperament, and he is not a bad guy who helps others casually.

If Gu Fei in his previous life loved him, then he would only feel more distressed and sad. Think about it from another perspective. If Gu Fei suddenly died unexpectedly, what would happen to him?

As long as he thinks of this, An Qingyan feels that his heart is wrapped in a constantly shrinking gauze. Every inch of contraction, the heart is so stuffy that it will overflow with blood.

Gu Fei saw the thin shoulders of the young man in his arms trembling slightly, the shirt fabric on the shoulders seemed to be soaked with warm liquid, and the skin felt cool.

He put his hands on the slightly trembling shoulders and pulled a little distance away. What he saw was An Qingyan's lowered head and the silent tears streaming down his cheeks.

Drop by drop of tears dripped down the line of the chin, reflecting the fleeting light under the light.

The boy bit his lower lip tightly, preventing himself from crying, as if restraining his emotions, his long eyelashes were wet with tears in clusters, trembling like a butterfly lost in a storm.

Gu Fei looked at the sad and pitiful person who cried, and felt uncomfortable. He put his hand on the boy's tear-soaked cheek, and gently wiped away the tears with his fingertips.

"What's wrong?" He leaned over and looked at An Qingyan, with undisguised tension and concern in his eyes, and his gentle voice was even a little cautious, saying who was bullying Yan Yan? Feige helps you teach him a lesson.

An Qingyan didn't speak, just shook his head.

He reached out and hugged the man's waist again.

Gu Fei supported An Qingyan's buttocks and picked him up like a child. He walked to the sofa and sat down. An Qingyan also sat face to face on his lap.

"Don't cry for a while longer."

"Hmm..." An Qingyan hugged the man's neck with both hands, still buried in his shoulders and shed tears silently, almost soaking the shirt fabric, and then gradually calmed down.

An Qingyan swears that he is really not a person who loves to cry. When he was a child, he often cried, but when he grew up, he realized that crying is the most useless thing. No one cares for you and cannot solve the problem.

Since meeting Gu Fei, the number of times he cried has increased, because he will be cared about and distressed.

"Do not cry?"

"Um…"

Gu Fei lifted An Qingyan's chin, kissed the end of his red eyes, then took a tissue to wipe off the wet tears on his face, chuckled lightly, and said, "I cry like a little rabbit. of."

An Qingyan just stared blankly at the handsome man in front of her with eyes that were as red as rabbit eyes, her eyes covered with a layer of mist, which was extremely pitiful.

Gu Fei said, "Brother Fei looks distressed."

"I just feel sorry for you." An Qingyan cried hoarsely.

Gu Fei poured a glass of warm water and put it to his mouth, watched him take a few sips, and then asked, "Why do you feel bad for me?"

An Qingyan couldn't explain it. He lowered his eyes in embarrassment and mumbled softly, "I feel sorry for you working so hard, and you are still working overtime so late."

Naturally speaking, Gu Fei couldn't make Gu Fei believe that if it was just because he felt sorry for his hard work, how could he cry so sadly.

Gu Fei followed his words and said solemnly: "It doesn't matter if you make money to support your wife, it doesn't matter if you work hard."

An Qingyan blushed because of the phrase "wife", and whispered that I'm not your wife, then put her arms around the other's waist extraordinarily meekly, and said softly, "I can also make money to support you."

Gu Fei was amused by him. He held the person in his arms as if he was holding some rare treasure. His chest was shaking slightly.

An Qingyan finally laughed.

Gu Fei restrained his smile, but his eyes were still soft. He looked at the person in his arms and said seriously, "Now can you tell me why you are crying?"

An Qingyan avoided his gaze, "I met a fan at the airport just now. He told me that I must be happy, and I was very moved."

Gu Fei: "So you're so moved that you cry?"

An Qingyan shook his head. He knew that Gu Fei would definitely not believe this clumsy excuse. He frowned hesitantly, and was silent for a moment before speaking with difficulty:

"Brother Fei, I know you have a lot of doubts in your heart, but I'm not ready to tell you yet..." He pulled the corners of his lips and smiled, "Actually, it's not important to us now. things."

After all, it is the moment that counts.

The matter of rebirth is too bizarre, except for Wen Yan, who is also reborn, I am afraid no one will believe it. As for Gu Fei... An Qingyan does not know.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Gu Fei didn't ask any more questions, he wouldn't do such a thing that would break the casserole and ask to the end.

The man's chin rested on the boy's shoulder, his thin dry lips almost touched the other's ear, and he said softly, "But Brother Fei still hopes Yan Yan can believe me, no matter what happens."

There was a smile on the boy's lips, and he gently patted the man's shoulder, "Well, I believe it."

His eyes involuntarily shifted to the shirt fabric on the man's shoulder. He cried so hard just now that Gu Fei's clothes were wet with tears.

He felt embarrassed in hindsight.

"I'm sorry, your clothes are all wet." An Qingyan sniffed and lowered her head to reflect on herself, "Am I too fond of crying, a man doesn't cry easily..."

But he was so sad.

Gu Fei suddenly opened his palm in front of him, and a plum candy appeared in it. It was like a trick. He peeled off the sugar coating and stuffed the sugar into the boy's mouth, saying, "Children who can cry have sugar to eat."

An Qingyan couldn't help laughing, um, it was sweet.

The documents spread out on the desktop were not looked at again. Gu Fei simply cleaned up and left the office with An Qingyan. He held the boy's hand, "Go back to An's house or Gu's house?"

An Qingyan hesitated for a moment, "My parents didn't know I was coming back."

The child's mind is very easy to guess, and the corner of the man's lips faintly raised an arc, saying, then go back to my house.

An Qingyan didn't say a word, which was equivalent to acquiescence.

He came back in such a hurry because of Gu Fei. Of course, he didn't want to be separated from the other party so quickly, and wanted to stay with him all the time, even if he didn't do anything.

On the way back, An Qingyan was sitting in the co-pilot and fell asleep in a daze. Since the morning, he has been busy taking makeup photos, and in the afternoon, he is rushing to pack up and go back to Nancheng. He is really tired.

Gu Fei stopped the car at the red light, turned his head to look at the sleeping person next to him, his head was tilted to one side, he cried so hard just now, his eyes and nose were still red, he looked like a poor little one.

In the man's eyes that were particularly quiet under the night, there was helplessness and connivance, and he didn't know what secrets his little partner hid in his heart.

No matter what the secret is, as long as he can stay by his side all the time, eat three meals in four seasons, and be safe and happy.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening when I got home.

As soon as the car stopped, An Qingyan woke up in a daze and let Gu Fei lead him into the room. After washing his hands, he was pressed down and sat at the dining table with a bowl of steaming wontons in front of him. .

Yu Qingtong, who was still wearing an apron, said with a smile, "Yan Yan, my aunt made it for you, will it taste good?" After seeing the boy's face clearly, she was surprised again: "Why are your eyes red? Crying? Gu Fei bullied you?!"

After that, she stared at Gu Fei who was sitting next to An Qingyan with questioning eyes. An Qingyan hurriedly explained: "No, no, Brother Fei didn't bully me."

"Then what's the matter with you? Who else dares to bully you, tell Auntie, Auntie is angry for you!"

An Qingyan didn't know how to explain.

"I bullied it." Gu Fei looked at Yu Qingtong calmly, holding that cold and indifferent ascetic face, and said solemnly: "This is fun, you don't understand."

An Qingyan: "…"

Is it too late for him to find the burrow now!

How could this person be able to say these words in a serious manner!

"I understand, I understand." Yu Qingtong wore an aunt smile that I had seen through everything on her face, and patted An Qingyan's shoulder, "Yan Yan eat slowly, auntie will not disturb you."

An Qingyan: "...Well, thank you Auntie."

He was really hungry, burying his head in eating the delicious little wontons with shrimps, and not forgetting to look at the calm man next to him with resentment, and said helplessly: "Don't say such things in front of Auntie in the future."

Gu Fei let out a sigh of relief.

An Qingyan suspected that he didn't listen at all.

Grandpa Gu is quite rebellious.

Yu Qingtong's craftsmanship is very good. He finished the whole bowl of wontons, not even the soup, so he stretched out contentedly and became sleepy after eating.

After washing up, the two lay on the bed and slept without doing anything. An Qingyan snuggled into the man's warm embrace and soon fell asleep.

In this life, no matter what happens, he just wants to stay with his brother Fei, the tragedy of the previous life will not be repeated, they will be very happy, very happy.

Most definitely.