One Useless Rebirth

On the first day of running away from home, He Bai felt very embarrassed and worried about Di Qiuhe.

On the second day after leaving home, the high fever of He Bai retired, the symptoms of the cold were much better, and the mood was better, because Di Qiuhe was really honest, not only did not talk nonsense, but also actively cooperated with the criminal Shaofeng online. The paradox of paradox led back.

On the third day after leaving home, Di Qiuhe also attended an event. He Baiwo was on the sofa, eating snacks, watching the live broadcast, and almost flew up.

The fourth day of running away from home... He Bai didn't want to go back.

White and white: "Cheng Jiajun" won the prize, go on your own, I will not go, I have to eat delicious outside.

Di Qiuhe immediately played a video call.

He Bai hangs up and continues to send: The weather forecast says that there are snow in these two days, I am going to take a snow scene, I have not taken the landscape photo seriously for a long time.

A bird born in the fall: I will accompany you to take the film after I finish the award. I am not at ease when you go out alone.

He Bai smiles and blinks, typing: The grandfather sent two bodyguards to take care of me. I am not alone, you can rest assured.

The opposite was quiet for a few minutes, and then I returned a message with a slight complaint.

A bird born in the fall: ... would you rather bring a bodyguard without me?

He Bai smiled and replied: Of course, you don't have a bodyguard.

Di Qiuhe put down his mobile phone, lifted his hand and wiped his face, and found out that the phone of Fan House had been dialed in the past. When he connected, he asked dryly. "Hu Shu, you and your grandfather always know where Xiaobai is?"

"Know, Xiaobai's child is intimate. If you are really willing to let us worry, I will call you every day to report peace." Uncle Hu smiled and answered, then he calmly said, "You work at peace, there is someone taking care of Xiaobai. Something went wrong."

"That white is now..."

"Don't say it, the kitchen is still stewed with soup. You have to let the bodyguards send the whites to the fire and hang up."

"..."

Put down the phone that ended the call, he opened the WeChat interface, stared at the chat box for a long time, slowly typing: Xiaobai, I miss you.

The phone vibrates and the message is replied.

White and white: Sweet words are useless, I will not go back in advance! Not going to the awards ceremony! You don't want to lie to me, and then yell at me and talk nonsense! I see through your routine, you can't fool me!

"..." This year... It really is a very difficult winter.

The next day, the snow came as scheduled, and He Bai was very happy to take the bodyguard out of the door and prepare to go to the suburbs to take a snow scene.

"Wait, buy some chocolate and warm the baby first, the mountain is cold, we have to pay attention to add heat and keep warm."

When passing the supermarket, He Bai called to stop the car, told one of the bodyguards to find a place to park, and then took another bodyguard and got off the bus into the supermarket.

After buying the things he bought, he saw the bodyguards dressed thinly, and bought the hats and gloves for the two bodyguards. It was not enough. He ran to the coffee shop and packed three cups of hot cocoa.

"Drink a little warm, hard work, you follow me to toss." He gave the drink to the bodyguard, seeing the time is not early, just ready to call the two to leave, the corner of the eye suddenly swept to a familiar figure, footsteps, Intuitively picked up the camera and pressed the shutter.

One of the bodyguards looked at the police and saw it, but he found nothing. He asked, "He Shao, what is wrong?"

There are only a few busy shops on the roadside and some pedestrians in a hurry. There is no familiar thing. He Bai raised his hand and rubbed his head, shook his head and opened the silky sense of disobedience, and let go of the camera and laughed. Nothing, get on the bus, let's go early and go back early."

After the three people left, a woman came out from a shop behind the billboard at the door, took a look at the direction they left, relieved, took out the phone and found a number to dial in. Dao, "Madam, where are you now?"

"How come you haven't arrived yet?"

"Bo Yi, he went out late today, I was afraid that he was suspicious, he was a little late, and then he just met..."

"Okay, I don't want to hear you nonsense, I am following someone behind me. Today is not suitable for meeting, scattered."

"Wait, my dad and those photos..."

"talk about it later."

The phone was hung up, the woman frowned and biting her lip, and she took a deep breath of emotion under the pressure. She took a look at the phone and turned around and walked away from the other direction.

After a day of shooting, He Bai returned to the hotel with satisfaction and immediately began the retouching work.

Lazy for too long, his speed of repairing the film has slowed down a bit, and it’s almost halfway through the middle of the night. He stretched out, satisfied with the harvest today, then picked up the phone and returned to the good night information sent by Di Qiuhe, holding the mouse to shut down the computer.

When the mouse swayed, I accidentally clicked on the discarded photo that was placed on the desktop and was ready to be deleted. After the hot cocoa was bought in the afternoon, the photo that was taken by the user popped up and magnified to fill the entire screen. He glanced at it and looked at it casually. For the photo, shake your head, click delete, and turn off the computer.

The consciousness seemed to float in the clouds, the light of the lighthouse suddenly appeared, the second hand of the big pendulum clock moved, the sound of the sound of the ripples, the night wind, the balcony of the tall building, a familiar figure suddenly jumped down.

"Autumn Crane!"

He Bai was so cold and sweaty, he got up and panicked and took the phone from the bedside table and dialed Di Qiuhe’s phone. He waited for the call.

"Puppy?"

The familiar sound, still with drowsiness, passed through the current. His tight body suddenly relaxed, leaning against the bed, the fast-moving heart pressed his chest and suffocated, and his throat tightened, letting him say no time. When you speak, you can only make some heavy breathing.

"What happened to you? Xiaobai? Xiaobai, you said something."

The opposite voice quickly became clear and a little worried.

He Bai raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead, swallowed his saliva, and replied, "Nothing, it is a nightmare, you go to sleep, sorry to have a fight."

Because his throat was dry and tight, his voice seemed a little hoarse. Di Qiuhe listened straight and frowned. He didn't want to get out of the quilt, pick up a coat and pick it up, then pick up the wallet and car key and walk outside. Said, "Where are you, I am going to find you."

"No, too late -"

"Where are you, give me the address."

A rare command tone, the voice sinks because of fear.

The beating of the heart slowly calmed down. He remembered the dream just now, but still felt that it was not practical, so he no longer suppressed his desire to see him. After reporting the address, he came with a bodyguard and did not act alone.

Di Qiuhe responded with a sigh of relief and appeased him a few words, but his brow was wrinkled because of his worries.

He Bai opened the door at the first time when the doorbell rang. The mouth was just ready to speak, and the body was hugged by Di Qiuhe.

"Don't be afraid, I am here."

The familiar atmosphere was surrounded, and the back was touched by the appeasement. He Bai stunned and slowly relaxed. He lifted his arm and hugged him. He patted him on the back and whispered. "I am not afraid." "I just want to see you."

Di Qiuhe tightened his arms and bowed his head to kiss his forehead. Then he turned back and gestured to leave the bodyguard. He took the man two steps, closed the door, raised his hand and touched his face. He frowned and asked, "How? Suddenly a nightmare, physical discomfort? Still not sleeping?"

"Nothing." He Bai raised his hand and held his hand. Just preparing to explain, the hand was grabbed with force, and then the back of his hand was gently rubbed.

“How is it green here?” Di Qiuhe stared at the blue-violet traces on the back of his hand, and looked at the dimly lit lights at the door. The eyebrows stood up. “You are sick? Go to the water? What happened? No. Said to go eat delicious? You lied to me?"

"Hey..." He Bai was asked a little embarrassed, and for a moment he didn't know how to fool the past - to the effect, forgot to cover the shots on the back of his hand.

Di Qiuhe did not give him a chance to argue. He said that he would pick him up and put it on the bed. He turned and turned around indoors. He found some cold medicines that had not been eaten on the small table in front of the sofa. It’s black.

He Bai glanced at his dark face and carefully shrank into the quilt. Suddenly, he felt that he was so stupid and mischievous when he called Da Di’s three-year-old because of a nightmare... This is finished, the childish ghost is going to be fried. .

"A box of medicines is almost finished, you have been sick for a few days, I..." Di Qiuhe turned around with a pill box, frowned, wanted to talk, but saw him shrinking in the quilt, but not I had the heart to open my mouth. In the end, I only helped him to lick the quilt in front of his face and asked, "Is it sick?"

He Bai quickly nodded and asked to hold his hand.

"...sleep, I am guarding you." Di Qiuhe compromised and sat down to the bed.

He Bai was busy squatting over the bed, opened the corner of the quilt and pulled his arm.

"Take me up tomorrow." Di Qiuhe frowned and grabbed his hand, took off his coat and lay it on the bed, took him to his arms and took a slap in the face, kissed his head and ordered, "Get up and go, don't think about it again."

He Bai let him squat, his hand moved carefully in the quilt, gently hooked his clothes, closed his eyes with peace of mind, vaguely said, "Di three years old, you are handsome." For the childish ghost, wearing a high hat is the best way to swear.

And just three years old, who is fierce, is really handsome... but unfortunately not photographed.

Di Qiuhe was praised by him, his wrinkled eyebrows stretched out, and he gathered him in his arms. Although his tone was still fierce, it was difficult to conceal his tenderness and gentleness. "All said to sleep quickly. I will kiss you again."

He Bai tilted his mouth and voluntarily looked up at him, then put his legs on him and fell asleep in his arms.

Di Qiuhe did not hold back and took his ass.

A few minutes later, He Bai slept soundly, and Di Qiuhe carefully squatted, lifted his hand and rubbed the blue purple on it, and kissed him with a distressed heart, then posted his forehead and listened to him. Breathing, after everything is normal, the tight nerves relax, help him lick the quilt, and hold the person to sleep.

This feeling of white sleeps very heavy, until the three days of the day to wake up, and at this time, Di Qiuhe has learned the detailed whereabouts and physical condition of his days from the bodyguard's mouth, leaning on the sofa with no expression on his face. , staring at the camera and computer on the table, sulking.

He Bai saw him like this, his face relaxed and stiff, and he hugged him to hug him, and he was pleased.

"Go wash, then come over for breakfast." Di Qiuhe restrained the urge to hug him, and his face was told.

"Auntie!" He Bai did not hold back and sneezed.

Di Qiuhe immediately broke the work, picked up the blanket on the sofa and put it on him, then used the remote control to raise the temperature of the room a few degrees, and said with a darker expression than before, "I will wash it first, I will take you there for a while." hospital."

"No, I have been cold for two days. Nothing, don't take it - Auntie!" He Baiyu nosed, looked at him with guilty conscience, and laughed. "This... um... probably a bit of a repetition, nothing. There is medicine, I just want to eat."

Di Qiuhe didn't feel calmed at all, but he was even more angry. He couldn't help but ask, "So you just rushed to the suburbs to take a snow scene? Is it still blowing a day outside?"

"...sorry, I am wrong." He Bai decisively apologized.

Di Qiuhe's face was full of anger, and suddenly he felt that he was a bit acquainted with a bit of apologetic...how like himself after a mistake.

The gas suddenly disappeared.

"I am not right." He raised his hand and touched the white hair, his brow was still wrinkled, his tone and movements were gentle, and he hugged him to kiss his side face and self-review. "If it is not me, you are angry." You won't get up in the middle of the night... get up and play with ice, and finally won't catch a cold, I didn't take care of you."

He Bai blinked, and immediately climbed along the pole, arms out and hugged him, selling 乖, "You are right, I am not measured, I promise not to be so noisy in the future."

"Which is what you are..." Di Qiuhe bowed his head and kissed his forehead, and hugged him to his lap. The frowning brow was finally released.

The two were tired for a while, had breakfast after washing, then went to the hospital to get some cold medicine and went back home.

"Tomorrow's award ceremony, I will go by myself. You will have a good rest at home. Xu Wei will come over and cook for you." Di Qiuhe placed He Bai on the sofa and looked at him in front of him. Wen Sheng said, "You Rest assured, I promise that I won’t talk indiscriminately tomorrow. When you want to be open and open, it’s up to you.”

Perhaps it was affected by a cold, or perhaps the familiar environment at home made him feel relaxed. He Bai suddenly felt that his emotions became very fragile at this time. He just wanted to get tired with Di Qiuhe for a while, so he nodded and leaned. Hugging him, licking his side face, he said, "Well, then you will get back soon, I will wait for you."

Di Qiuhe hugged him back, and his heart became soft. "Well, I will come back soon."

With a lover around, He Bai’s sleep has become practical, and even the dream has not been done.

Early the next morning, Di Qiuhe got up early, gave breakfast to He Bai, and went out with the punishment of Shao Feng. He Baimo vaguely heard the movement of his wake up, but because of the cold, his mind was a little stunned and he could not wake up.

After the room was quiet again, he fell asleep again, but his consciousness was dizzy and he seemed to be awake.

In the groggy, the brain suddenly flashed the picture of Di Qiuhe's fall, and the picture was getting bigger and bigger, like trying to force him to see clearly. He struggled to wake up, but it had no effect. He could only passively watch the light of the lighthouse getting closer and closer. The figure standing on the balcony next to the high-rise building became clearer and clearer. Then the picture was fixed, and a white arm belonging to a woman. It is slowly stretching out. From the night wind, the curtains were picked up by a corner, revealing a woman's chin line...

"stop!"

Like the curse was broken, he suddenly opened his eyes, the consciousness finally awake, and the limbs restored their autonomy. The last picture in the dream was as clear as it was in front of him. He suddenly remembered something. He couldn’t care for the cold sweat on his forehead. He got up and walked barefoot out of the room, and found the laptop brought back last night in the living room downstairs. Later, the photos deleted yesterday were restored from the recycle bin.

Still, when I looked at it, I couldn’t see anything wrong with it. The background was a little messy. The road people were wrapped tightly, and they rushed through the shops along the road and rushed to their destinations.

He moved the mouse to enlarge the photo, and the line of sight looked anxiously, and finally settled on the glass window of a roadside shop.

The cartoon Christmas tree on the window, it should be that the store did not have time to remove after Christmas, and at the corner of the window, a woman hiding behind the billboard was half-shadowed and printed on it. With a billboard, the side of the face reveals the lines of the chin, and the arc of the arm is very familiar...

He blinked, unconsciously held his breath, opened the retouching software, and constantly adjusted the photo data after importing the photos, trying to make the blurred figure on the window clearer.

Three minutes later, he was sweating and let go of the mouse, staring at the photo that was transferred, and lost his mind.

The same extended posture, the same length and longitude, although one is naked without wearing anything, one is wrapped in a sweater and covered by a coat cloak, but he swears by his years of experience, this is absolutely It is the arm of the same person!

And that chin line... An assistant who has a very low sense of existence but has been staying in the team of Di Qiuhe seems to have such a rounded chin...