Chapter 70: Mu Ziche

Compared to Feng Jing's shock, misunderstanding and disbelief.
A smile appeared on Brauchli's side. He walked to Du Yunxiu, gently stretched out his hand, and rubbed Du Yunxiu's head: "I know, you will still listen to me ..."
Brauchli's eyes were gentle and familiar.
Familiar with pampering, this action seems to have done many times to Du Yunxiu ...
When was Brauchli so familiar with Du Yunxiu? !!
Was Yun Xiu training martial arts, when the two masseuses were invited by Brauchli? Or after Yun Xiu was injured, he was too busy running for Yun Xiu's insurance and contract, but did not accompany him like Brauchli, asking him for professional nursing and private doctor? Or he can't compare to Louis that Brauchli invited him to. He has no connections in this vanity fair Hollywood, does not know media reporters, does not know magazine editors, and has no friendship with those famous guides ...
Feng Jing never thought that this would happen.
Even if the road is long, you can't see the margins.
As long as Du Yunxiu is there, as long as Du Yunxiu agrees with him. He spared no effort at all.
However, he was disappointed ... not that Du Yunxiu distrusted his plan.
But Du Yunxiu chose Brauchli like that, not because Louis's strategy is more secure, but--
"I listen to Brauchli."
Du Yunxiu gave everything to Brauchli.
Watching Brauchli rubbing Du Yunxiu's head, this action nailed firmly into Feng Jing's chest like a nail
It hurt him a lot.
After Li Rui that time.
Feng Jing is not not afraid of betrayal, nor is he not worried that he devotes himself to the end.
But he always thought that Du Yunxiu would not ...
However, in front of Brauchli, he was like a complete loser, in the eyes of the translator, in the eyes of Louis ... like a joke.
Brauchli, heir to the B.R Group.
Wealth, status, reputation, nothing compares to others ...
Feng Jing forgot how he got out of that room that day.
I just remember that the sky through the corner of the glass window was as gloomy and lonely as his mood ... but Feng Jing did not expect that when he heard the two names Brauchli and Du Yunxiu again-it was the news that they disappeared into the sea!
Feng Jing originally thought that he would be as unforgiving with Du Yunxiu as Li Rui.
But what he didn't think of himself was that he only hesitated for a second, immediately caught the person who told the news, and asked anxiously.
His heart fluttered with confusion.
Even if Du Yunxiu chose Brauchli ... everything on the other side had tied him up like thorns, and those deepest fetters were sharp barbs. The other side of pain is love.

Du Yunxiu's body continued to sink, and the seawater continued to poke into his mouth.
The calf was convulsed, and all the meridians seemed to be entangled, so painless that he couldn't move.
The pouring rain hit him like a sieve bean.
It turned out that the blue and calm sea suddenly became turbulent, waves of raging waves followed by waves of oncoming waves, with the bitter chill of despair and death ...
The water slaps on Du Yunxiu's face.
Du Yunxiu was full of seawater in his nose and mouth. He wanted to spit it out, but just after opening his mouth, more fierce seawater poured in. Du Yunxiu felt that breathing was getting more and more difficult, his calf was so painful that he couldn't do any movement, and his body was like a rock.
"Don't move, don't move!" Brauchli on the boathouse jumped into the sea against the storm. An hour ago, they were still blowing the sea breeze on the boathouse. Unexpectedly, in a long time, the situation suddenly changed, and the turbulent waves came with suffocating white foam. Du Yunxiu, who was swimming in the sea, suddenly showed a painful expression. The huge wave was higher than the wave, and he instantly swallowed up Du Yunxiu. In the storm, Brauchli roared loudly, the big raindrops drenched his beautiful golden hair, and all the elegance of the old aristocracy disappeared ...
Suddenly there was a loud bang, and the dark sky swept through a silver snake-like lightning, thunderous, bright like daylight, and the ferocious ocean waves suddenly roared even harder.
The waves and rainstorm smashed Du Yunxiu together.
He felt unusually cold, and the icy water was like a ghost's hand, tangling around him, pulling him, trying to make him buried on the bottom of the sea. Du Yunxiu only felt that his whole body was frozen up and down, unable to move, he had never been so cold ...
No, it actually tastes like it.
At the time of the car accident, in a great pain, he clearly felt that his life was flowing with the blood in his body ...
It's the same cold. The same darkness.
Du Yunxiu felt his body sinking and sinking ...
The ocean was like a huge vortex, and he was to be sucked to the deepest part of the ocean floor.
Time and space are like chaotic jumps.
Du Yunxiu felt that he had returned to the scene of the accident at that time, and death was moving closer to him. The people around him talked a lot, and the sound of various discussions gradually weakened, until ... they could no longer be heard.
Who was he thinking at that moment?
Xie Yi.
No, not Xie Yi ...
"Zi Che! Zi Che--" A panic and anxiety passed through the huge waves, piercing his consciousness.
familiar. Gentle.
... whose voice is this?
Du Yunxiu wanted to open his eyes, but the bitter seawater intruded into his eyes, as if covered with a layer of uncomfortable gauze, which was unbearable.
The cloudy sky seemed to reveal a warm light ...
In a beautiful white cottage, a blonde and blue-eyed teenager is holding a baby who is a few months old. The blue eyes silently looked at the other person, showing a trace of sorrow, but did not want that person to find out.
The baby opened his black eyes and turned around, and then put the teenager's thumb in his mouth.
The teenager froze before turning back and glancing at the baby.
The baby who didn't know anything showed a smile to the teenager, silly, innocent. That pure smile makes teenagers smile involuntarily ...
Teenagers come only twice a year. Summer and winter holidays.
But every time I come to teach him a lot of things, English, French, painting, horse riding ... noble and elegant temperament, skilled skills, admirable talent, why can anyone be so perfect?
He grew up.
But the blonde and blue-eyed teenager who still followed him, watching him change from an elegant teenager to a noble youth, every smile on the other side, every compliment, every time he was coddled and rubbed him, he would make him happy.
Later, he also became a teenager.
He felt more and more adolescent restlessness, but he was not interested in girls. On the contrary, Brauchli had an intoxicating look, shiny wet lips, a swollen throat, and a long, strong hand that could play the piano ...
Well close to each other.
The masculinity of the other person, and the breath that made his heart beat wildly ...
Why would anyone be so good and why would anyone be so perfect?
He is so good to him.
To the extent that he had no resistance at all, he had fallen into deep trouble before he started.

"Zi Che! Catch me!" Brauchli jumped into the sea during the storm, and a powerful voice floated into his ears through the sea.
Du Yunxiu felt that the other party's voice was close, and it seemed that he was not far away.
After being strangled by the sea water and having no energy, a sudden survival instinct gradually came to life.
It was like after committing suicide by swallowing medicine.
There was a lot of despair and regret in his heart. He didn't want to die. He wanted to look at Brauchli again, even if the other party rejected him ...
Du Yunxiu wanted to answer, but the sea water swallowed his voice.
He was feeling desperate, but a force suddenly dragged him out of the water. The air that had been lost for a long time seemed so precious, and Du Yunxiu breathed in a violent storm.
"What's going on? Can we swim? Let's swim back together." Brauchli grabbed him, raindrops kept flowing down his cheeks, but the concern in the blue eyes of the other party was so clear in the heavy rain.
Du Yunxiu shook his head in pain, his body was cold, and his legs were not stretched up to now.
"Don't worry, I'll take you there. You're fine, don't worry--"
Brauchli's words had not been spoken. A big wave hit his head and face, and for a moment, the turbulent sea water poured into Du Yunxiu's eyes, ears, nose and mouth. Before he could hold his breath, another huge wave with white foam was facing him Strike ...
Du Yunxiu thought he would sink into the icy sea floor again.
But Brauchli's hand was holding him firmly and steadily, and the current rushed violently, as if trying to break them apart, but Brauchli didn't let go. Never let go.
He often wondered if Brauchli was really good to him.
But if it is not sincere, why is this life-threatening one not let go? Brauchli could stay at the boathouse, not jump down to save him in the storm ...
He hated Brauchli for rejecting him.
But once Brauchli was in danger, he couldn't wait to block all disasters for Brauchli. He thought he was dead, but he didn't expect his obsession to remain in this body, but this body was occupied by another soul.
What is it like watching another soul occupying his own body?
Mu Ziche knew.
He watched this person named Du Yunxiu attending interviews in his capacity, filming TV series, watching him use the English he controlled, French in Hollywood ...
He also has what he wants to do.
But his life has been controlled by another soul, trying every bit of new life.
But he could only curl up in the depths of his body.
Until meeting Brauchli again.
The fluctuations were so strong at that moment, Mu Ziche realized why he still had thoughts in this world, because he really wanted to see Brauchli again.
And he also found that only by Brauchli could he regain control of his body.
Like Brauchli was almost burned by fire, like Feng Jing wanted to choose between him and Brauchli ...
If it is Du Yunxiu, it is definitely the choice of scenery.
That guy, even if all his fame, popularity and wealth bet, he will face all the storms with Feng Jing firmly.
However, he is Mu Ziche.
He loves Brauchli.
No matter how good Feng Jing's idea is, no matter how charming and talented he is, he will only choose Brauchli.
Nothing else ...

It took Brauchli a lot of effort to drag Du Yunxiu to the boathouse.
Du Yunxiu almost collapsed. As soon as he entered the middle cabin, he lay on the ground without any energy.
"Don't fall asleep, get up, get up." Brauchli patted his face while rubbing his hands and feet to keep blood flowing and warm his body. After soaking in the sea, Brauchli's throat was dumb.
Du Yunxiu's consciousness was clear.
He was pale and shivering with cold, and Brauchli's sapphire eyes were anxious: "Zi Che, Zi Che ..."
"... Why save me." Du Yunxiu swallowed a lot of bitter seawater, and Du Yunxiu's voice was hard to hear. His eyes were foggy, as if without focus.
Brauchli looked surprised, seeing that the other party finally responded.
He grabbed each other, clenched his chest tightly, stroked Mu Ziche's face with one hand, and rubbed his head. That movement was much more eager than usual, but Brauchli didn't notice it. The raindrops slipped ambiguous from the skin they touched ...
"Of course I have to save you, of course I have to save you!" Brauchli hugged him tightly. "In the past few years ... you haven't heard anything back in these years. I thought you didn't want to see me again. I call you in your card You have no use for your money, and you have changed your mobile phone number. You have not engaged in your favorite industry. I ... I always thought you hated me and didn't want to see me. "
Brauchli's voice became a little excited.
It was probably the thrilling moment just now that made him really feel that Mu Ziche would disappear in a flash ...
When this child he grew up with appeared in front of him again, greeting him like a stranger and talking to him, the kind of discomfort was very bitter. In particular, the appearance of the oriental man with a long-haired tear-mole was once a person who could only trust him completely, and had no reason to believe in someone other than him. That feeling ...
He did not admit that he was jealous.
But when Feng Jing made Mu Ziche ready to lose everything to implement his strategy, he really couldn't bear it. Why did the man ask Mu Ziche to take risks with his popularity and future!
The other person's foggy eyes looked at him and could not tell what expression.
It's like comfort, it's like sadness. It's like a puppet.
That fragile expression was mixed with the smell of damp sea water remaining on the young and tight skin. In this dark cabin, there was an indescribable oppressive ambiguity ...
For the first time Mu Ziche was so close to Brauchli.
He felt the breath of the other person, and the breath of the other person.
He wants to continue.
But his mind flashed a lot of chaotic fragments. His head was aching, and it seemed that the body had another resistance.
No, this is his body. Belongs to him.
Brauchli stopped and didn't kiss him again, "What's wrong?"
Mu Ziche shook his head.
However, a man with a tear-laden mole appeared again in his mind.
The other is smiling with a smile, the charming tear mole under his right eye, the other's evil lips evoke the corners of his lips, the other is confidently facing the reporter, the fragile under the astuteness, the decadent appearance of the other, the other is holding Lin Xuan Baby, making the baby laugh ...
Bit by bit of memory.
Every silhouette on every side of life.
What kind of mood and feeling to care for a person.
Only then can he remember each expression so deeply and vividly, that is the feeling that has been engraved deep in the body ...
Du Yunxiu never said sweet words, nor did he say it verbally.
But his feelings are like the gentle lake water, and every moment of time and mood with Feng Jing will reflect the shimmering bottom of the lake.
Mu Ziche suddenly felt scared.
In Du Yunxiu's tender feelings like water, his strong and stubborn remnants are like the rubble occasionally thrown into the heart of the lake ... He is afraid to sink into the bottom of the lake.
Aware of this, Mu Ziche clenched Brauchli even harder.
But Brauchli ... hesitated.
"What, what?" Mu Ziche flashed a bad hunch in his heart.
"We ..." Brauchli looked at him, his blue eyes flickering, as if hesitating. The impulse and repressed feelings of just saving oneself in the tempest just now seem to fade away.
Reason and affection are struggling again.
Brauchli looked at Mu Ziche's eyes with petting, distressing, worrying, guilt, remorse ... all kinds of complex emotions flashed.
Every time the other's look changed, Mu Ziche's heart mentioned his throat.
He gradually felt that Du Yun was sober.
Du Yunxiu has been very regretful. Now he is so ambiguous with Brauchli, his remorse all comes from the guilt of another person-Feng Jing.
"Brauchli ..." Mu Ziche became increasingly disturbed and weak.
He took the initiative to kiss Brauchli's kiss, kiss his throat, kiss his neck ...
However, Brauchli did not respond.
Mu Ziche was about to feel desperate, shouting each other's name over and over again: "Brauchli, Brauchli ..."
Why can he be saved in the rough sea.
And now hesitated again.
He managed to regain control of his own body, but without Brauchli's emotional support for him ...
"Zi Che, we can't be together." Brauchli said, her elegant blue eyes dropped.
Zi Che, we can't be together.
At that time, when he desperately expressed his love, the other party directly rejected him.
Leave no room.
The cold feeling in the sea rushed up, and even colder than this, it was heartbroken, and Mu Ziche once again felt that something was passing ...
This time, it's not life.
But the remaining obsessions and nostalgia.
Not all feelings can be courageous again.
Not all love is gone at that moment.
"Zi Che ..."
Brauchli looked at each other worriedly, his eyes changed from disappointment to great sadness, then from great sadness to despair.
But the other side finally calmly pushed him away and stood up.
Calf spasm had not recovered, and Du Yunxiu couldn't pull the whole leg when he lifted his leg. However, he still suffered from severe pain and separated from Brauchli, keeping a certain distance.
He has a better impression of Brauchli.
But that's just it.
Mu Ziche's feelings and encounters ... he couldn't bear it--because he had already been occupied by another person named Feng Jing. Even if he took someone else's body, he still wanted to be with Feng Jing.
because.
Without Feng Jing, his rebirth would be meaningless.
"Please call me Yunxiu ... then I'm my name."
Brauchli froze, not understanding what the other person was saying. Yun Xiu, isn't that his stage name in the Asian entertainment industry?
"Sorry," Du Yunxiu said again.
And Brauchli didn't understand why the other side apologized this time.
Sorry.
Du Yunxiu said it again in his heart.
Sorry, Mu Ziche.