MTL - One Useless Rebirth-Chapter 109 Extra three

In the seventh year of his marriage, He Bai won the fifth international award in photography, and Di Qiuhe also took the trophy that he could take. Two of them are already thirty, one is about thirty, and life is getting more and more flat -

"Come on again!" He Bai angered the pillow.

"Small wins the newlyweds." Di Qiuhe took his hand and bowed his head and kissed him. "You went on a business trip for a week, and said that you only went for five days." He said that he moved to his leg. On, 暧昧摩挲.

He Bai was detained with short legs and soft legs. He wanted to slap him and he didn't have the strength. His voice was not stable. "It just happened to meet Zhao Shu and talked about the photography exhibition. So hey... don't let go! So I missed two. God, I clearly greeted you! You let me go!"

Di Qiuhe soothed and kissed him, but the action could not be refused. "Do not let go, eat it at night."

"I don't want to eat! I want to starve from... oh!"

Di Qiuhe blocked his resistance directly with a kiss.

Salted fish for an afternoon, He Bai tired to eat a bowl of rice, happy Di Qiuhe caught him kissed and kissed, so angry that he turned his eyes one after another.

In the evening, Di Qiuhe was not in chaos. He was lying in bed, sleeping for a while, waiting for Di Qiuhe to fall asleep, taking out the mobile phone from under the pillow, pressing it in the quilt and secretly texting.

He Bai: The third child! Seeking the itch of seven years!

Niu Junjie: With Xiaoya watching the movie, what happened, you quarrel with Qiuhe?

He Bai desperately wiped his face and covered the phone.

I almost forgot, the third and third are more greasy, and asked him this question will not get an answer.

"What's wrong, can't sleep?"

Di Qiuhe’s slightly confused voice came from the side, and then one arm stretched out, the body was brought to the familiar arms, the forehead was kissed, and the back was gently patted, “Sleep, I Keeping you."

He Bai raised his eyes and saw that Di Qiuhe still closed his eyes. He didn't wake up at all. He remembered the busyness of this guy some time ago. His heart was soft and soft, and he hugged him. He whispered. "No, this is sleeping, you are also Go to sleep, didn't rest well some time ago."

"Yeah." Di Qiuhe should have a low voice and tightly embraced. "Puppy, I like you."

He Bai bowed his head and put his face on his chest to listen to his heartbeat, sighing and closing his eyes. "I am also... good night."

There is such a sticky lover, seven years of itching, and it does not exist. It’s a little greasy, it’s a big deal, it’s a little bit so... no! Still want to find a way to produce seven years of itching!

In the tenth year of marriage, He Bai became a judge of the International College Student Art Festival, and his career track and the previous life have a short overlap. Di Qiuhe slowly retired behind the scenes and had more time to spend with his lover.

On the small square where the students and tourists exchanged, Di Qiuhe waited for the meeting of He Bai to come out and sat in front of a stall of a street painter dressed up in “art”. His eyes were fixed on his side. A pair of paintings.

“Are you interested in this?” The bearded painter enthusiastically talked about it, and as he fell into the painting with his eyes, his eyes were filled with emotion and nostalgia. “Black is the most mysterious color in the world, but a pity...”

The painting is a teenager's back, the background is blurred, so the soft and beautiful shoulder lines of the young brunette are more prominent. Di Qiuhe looked at it, and gradually gradually folded the figure and He Bai, who was young, and realized that after this, he frowned frowning and moved his eyes away from the painting. Look at the painter and ask, "What a pity? This painting..."

"The person above is my first love." The bearded painter looked at the distance and said in a tone of affection. "It is a boy who is as clear and full of spirits as his dew. His hair is soft and beautiful, and his smile is warm." It is also fascinating. Although he has a fateful fate, he has been facing life with enthusiasm and enthusiasm. We met a foreign campus and produced a very wonderful intersection... but unfortunately he finally refused my pursuit, and my study time was To end, forced by family pressure, I had to bear the pain to cut off this love, and returned to China."

Di Qiuhe had some sympathy in his heart—not being able to keep with his loved ones, how dark life should be.

"The first love is mostly regrettable." He is not very comforting and sighs.

"But it’s a pity that it’s not a beauty." The beard suddenly changed his sad feelings before, and his face reappeared with a smile. He slammed out several paintings from the small booth and said, "I can’t and I The beloved teenager is together, he has already found a lifetime of love, but I have been watching him silently. He really succeeded as I expected in the past, you see, these are his photography works, I put They drew it down and only hoped to continue to communicate with him in this way."

The paintings are displayed in a word, all of them are landscapes, and the beauty is very eye-catching. Di Qiuhe’s eyes are swept away, and the expression changes immediately.

"This "Bird" is my favorite! In the early morning forest, the fog is condensed into dewdrops on the branches, the sun rises, a bird peeps out of the nest, flapping its wings and screaming toward the sun, the branches are Shake, a drop of dew falls from the tip of the leaf... great! His work is always so energetic, bringing hope and warmth, I love him! I love his work! He is the direction I am chasing! I am following him at the second art festival. He is a gift from God!"

Di Qiuhe’s face was black and there was no him. This "Bird" was taken by He Bai when he went to the K country to visit him in the same year. He was photographed in the botanical garden of K. At that time, because the protagonist of the photo was a bird, The two also produced a greasy dialogue about which bird is more lovely.

But now this bearded man actually said that this work was taken by his first love!

His gaze once again fell on the painting that first attracted him to the stall, staring at the back of the painting, almost burning the painting out of the hole - so this big beard is like a teenager May be referring to...

The phone suddenly vibrated, and the exclusive ringtone made him immediately return to the gods. He looked at the bearded man with a little taboo and walked a few steps sideways and answered the phone.

"Where are you? I will finish the meeting."

The voice of He Bai came from the receiver, full of relatives and smiles, and the vinegar in his heart disappeared. He looked back at the beard who was entertaining the new door-to-door customer. His tone slowed down and he replied, "I am Buy water, you wait at the door for a while, I will go to you right away."

After hanging up the phone, he immediately dialed a phone number to Niu Junjie and asked directly, "Is there an exchange student who pursued Xiaobai in the past, what is the name of the other party?"

He Bai discovered that Di Qiuhe became more sticky, and suddenly began to be ignorant. Every day when he was busy, he immediately took him back to the hotel to do it, and he did not have the strength to get up.

Soft words have been tried, but all are not good, Di Qiuhe is iron to do.

After a decadent, He Bai’s hands and feet were weak on the bed, enjoying the gentle massage of Di Qiuhe’s, sleepy thoughts – forget it, the enthusiasm of the lover is not a bad thing, anyway, he is used to lover. The tempering behavior from time to time.

After he was asleep, Di Qiuhe put his hands off the bed and went outside to call the bodyguard. He asked, "Is Locke left?"

"I left at noon today and I wandered outside the hotel for a while."

He frowned, nodded and said clearly, then went back to the room and sat next to He Bai, reaching out to touch his soft hair and shoulder lines, cold-slung - what a dew-like boy, this is obviously his puppy! Whether it is a juvenile paparazzi, a young paparazzi, a middle-aged paparazzi, or an old-aged paparazzi, it can only be his paparazzi! Dare to grab him, dream!

In the twenty-fifth year of marriage, Di Qiuhe, who has become a handsome uncle, completely faded out of the entertainment circle, except for occasionally going to the company to take a look at the major things, and the rest of the time was spent to accompany the lover.

He Bai also began to reduce the workload, leaving more time and Di Qiuhe to enjoy middle-aged life.

"Don't all say that middle-aged people will be blessed, why are you so thin?" Di Qiuhe was dissatisfied with frowning, helping him buckle his suit button and pinching his waist. "You should eat more later."

He Bai smiled and patted his hand, helped him to organize his tie, and then patted him. "I still said that you are not fat. Occasionally, the last time the street was misunderstood is a young man in his early thirties. Do you think that I am getting old, and others say that people who are thin are getting old."

"They are all nonsense!" Di Qiuhe frowned, looking at his face that was not old enough, could not help but bend down and kiss, gentle, "In my eyes, you will always look like you first saw..."

"Then what is in your eyes, I am really embarrassed..." He Baixiao, took the initiative to look up to his kiss.

After a while, the two set off to a church and watched a couple of new people who were celebrating the laughter in the church yard. They took out an envelope and let Zhou Li take it.

"Excuse me, you are..." The beautiful young bride was puzzled and looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. She looked at the same hair color and twilight as her own, and suddenly she had some vague feelings.

"I was sent by your father's friend. This is a new wedding gift prepared by your father. I wish you happiness." Zhou Li tried to give a short answer, then handed the envelope and smiled and nodded to the bride's family who looked around. Signaled it, turned and left.

The bride returned to God and wanted to ask the other person in detail, but found that she had no other figure.

The groom leaned over and grabbed her shoulder and asked, "What happened? Who was that person?"

"I don't know..." The bride shook her head, looked down at the envelope in her hand, took it apart, took out the old things, looked at the old photos under the check, touched the young and beautiful man in the photo, and lifted it. The hand touched his face, and the tears fell inexplicably. "He and I... look like..."

"Let's go." Di Qiuhe took back the sight of the church, signaled the driver to drive, and then held the hand of He Bai. "White, let's go to honeymoon again?"

He Bai also took back his gaze and glanced at him gently. He took his hand back and nodded. "Good."

There are so many unfortunate people in this world, and it is great that he can meet Di Qiuhe in this life.