Rebirth: National Crown Prince

Because it was a cloudy day, the sky was covered with a faint black and gray color, highlighting the gloomy aura of the young man in the corner.

The cold wind blew gently, slightly rolling up the young man's dark hair.

The boy walked into the apartment.

"Mo Yu!" The young man shouted softly, but no one answered.

There was no sign of Mo Yu in the bedroom or kitchen.

Wan Zexi couldn't help but wonder, the person should have returned from the crew at this time! Why don't you see anyone?

So, Wan Zexi called Mo Yu directly without hesitation.

"Hey! Is this Mo Yu himself?" The unfamiliar voice coming from the phone made the young man frown.

"Why is Mo Yu's cell phone in your hand?"

"Oh! That's it. Before I left, I accidentally saw the missing mobile phone, and finally determined that it belonged to Mo Yu. She went back very early, so I planned to return it to her tomorrow..."

After hanging up the phone, Wan Zexi pursed his thin lips. Something must have happened, otherwise Mo Yu, who has always been self-disciplined, wouldn't be able to go home now.

The weather outside was a bit cold. The boy put on his coat, changed his shoes, opened the door and walked out.

Seeing the young man's long back disappearing through the crack of the door, Heiba ​​gently raised his snake head for a moment, but in the end he curled up and snuggled into the blanket obediently.

Wan Zexi didn't know where to look, but she chose to trust her intuition, and in the end the boy ran in the direction where Mo Yu went to the crew.

People on the street looked at the young man running past in surprise and amazement.

The white figure is tall and slender, implying a sense of ease and ease.

"That boy just ran too fast!"

"It seemed like there was something urgent, and he ran so fast."

"He looked strangely familiar, but I ran too fast and didn't see his appearance clearly."

The young man's eyes were half asleep, and he felt a little out of breath. Every time he recalled those scenes, he would be very depressed, and then a lot of dark thoughts would arise in his heart.

He forced himself not to think about it, but those dirty memories had penetrated deep into his bones and could never be washed away. The more they were washed away, the more they felt like they were covering up the ugliest side of his heart.

There seemed to be a layer of dark gauze covering the inside of his pupils, making it impossible to see clearly or touch it. It was as if the whole person had fallen into an abyss.

"Finally I found you." A sweet voice like a silk and bamboo orchestra passed into Mo Yu's ears.

The young man's body stiffened suddenly.

The thick black and long eyelashes trembled slightly, and this time Mo Yu finally raised his eyes and looked at the young man walking this way.

"Ah Xi..." Mo Yu's voice was cold and hoarse this time, and it was indescribably charming.

The young man put his hands in his pockets and stared at him in front of him with a natural and casual expression. She whispered: "Why don't you go home?"

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes, and the young man's fingers clenched when he looked at those dark and lifeless pupils. This was the first time he saw such young Mo Yu.

At that moment, the young man couldn't explain what he felt, except that he felt a little sad, a little sad, and a little painful.

"I'm fine, I just want to be quiet for a while." Sensing that the young man seemed unhappy, Mo Yu finally spoke again.

Immediately, he saw the young man standing there and looking directly at him.

Looking at the young man's sudden expression of neither sadness nor happiness, Mo Yu suddenly felt a little panicked, and he asked with a hint of caution in his voice: "Axi, are you angry?"

It's all his fault, Ah Xi must be very angry for not going home so late.

Just when the young man felt a little uneasy and anxious, the young man finally spoke.

"Mo Yu, let's go home!" The young man smiled brightly, showing his white teeth.

With an unexpected smile, Mo Yu suddenly felt his heart beat like a drum and couldn't control it.

The young man's smile was like a gleam of brilliance in summer or a ray of warm sunshine in winter. Even the surrounding scenery seemed to be illuminated by the young man's smile, and it also illuminated Mo Yu's dark and lifeless pupils.

In the bustling street, Mo Yu only had the young man's bright smile in his eyes, and he held the young man's outstretched hand in a daze.

There was a haze in my mind, and only that gentle voice like the spring breeze remained -

Mo Yu, let’s go home!

The honking of cars and the noise of the crowd seemed to fade away at this moment, becoming the background for the two of them...

Let's go home~