"Thank you, but I probably won't be playing with you anymore. The second fool took the post. "But I'll listen to your music once in a while. ”

"Your flute sound is really good, and it reminds me of the original creator of this piece, but unfortunately she has passed away. ”

"Isn't the original creator of this piece xixi Hu?"

"Xixi just used the tune and added the lyrics, she didn't make the tune. The composer of the song is the wife of a scientific scientist named Yebei, who created the song more than 20 years ago. There has been little contact over the years, but I heard that she died some time ago. ”

The head of the regiment's tone was full of regret, and his talent was all loess.

"Yebei has died of his wife!" the second fool turned his head and asked Qingyuan.

"Be polite in your speech. With a hint of blame in his eyes, Qingyuan scratched the second stupid nose. "This kind of thing, he doesn't go around talking about it. ”

"That's right. "How can anyone go around talking about their dead wife.

"When I got back, I went to see him. ”

"Although this kind of thing happened, he was really pitiful. But I always felt that he was not a good thing. "The second fool's mind will always appear that Yebei is covered in blood, holding a scalpel, stepping on the corpse like Satan who has returned triumphantly from the Shura field.

"If you don't feel at ease, come with me. Qingyuan patted Ersil's shoulder, all living beings have white faces, and everyone is not perfect.

In his eyes, Yebei is a confidant who can chat, but in the eyes of the second fool, he may be a professor who acts a little strangely.

He can't force the second fool to like the person he admires, and the choice of whether he likes to get along with another person is in the hands of the second fool, and he shouldn't sway her.

"Okay, I'll stay by your side, so I can rest assured. The second fool immediately clenched Qingyuan's little hand. "I'm going to stick to you all the time and see how you get rid of me!"

"Okay, okay, I'll keep you glued for the rest of my life. Qingyuan's eyes radiated a doting light.

In the hospital's flower room laboratory, Yebei sat in his seat, his slender fingers gently brushing the cold coffee cup wall.

Quietly looking at the picture on the computer, the melodious flute sound came from the computer's speakers.

The second fool's expression is serious and focused, just like her who created this song back then.

"It's too similar!" Yebei shook his head, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. "Is there really reincarnation in this world? ”

Knock knock.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in. ”

"The host Qingyuan came to you. The black-clad assistant walked in from outside.

"Not for a while. Although he has some questions that Qingyuan needs to explain, he will not talk to Qingyuan until he has sorted out those problems himself.

"By the way, the girl you let Aki let go last time is here too. ”

The slightly closed eyes opened instantly, and the black eyes flashed with unpredictable light.

"Tell them to wait for me in the front room. ”

"Yes. ”

"Wait. Hugh's fingers brushed his chin, his eyes staring intently at the second fool's face. "Let Qingyuan come here to find me, take the second fool to the front hall and wait. ”

As soon as Qingyuan pushed open the door, he saw Yebei in front of the window.

"I'm sorry to come here rashly, I don't know if it has disturbed your work. ”

"No, I recently had to deal with a problem that had been bothering me for a long time, so I put off other unimportant work. The warm light of dusk shines through the window and hits the side of Yebei's face, and the smile on the corner of his lips is gentle and beautiful.

"What the problem. Qingyuan slowly walked to Yebei's side.

"That question I asked you last time. ”

"People cannot be resurrected from death, please mourn. Qingyuan stretched out his hand and wanted to pat Yebei's shoulder, but he always felt that it was inappropriate, and his hand stopped in mid-air.

"The last time you said that people have reincarnation, will the people in the previous life have changed their faces after being reborn? Yebei, who has always been extremely calm, is a little impatient at this time, and he is eager to know the secret of reincarnation.

"The soul is immortal, but it can be dissipated. After reincarnation, there will naturally be differences in appearance. But some of the characters of the previous life will still be inherited. ”

"What about some hobbies, habits and skills in the previous life, will they be inherited? There was a hint of temptation and expectation in Yebei's eyes.

"Hobbies and habits may remain, but skills don't seem to work. Qingyuan shook his head.

"Mr. Night, even if Madame has entered reincarnation, she may still be in someone's womb before she is born. Cherish everything in front of you, why bother to add to yourself the regret that you were born and I was not born, and I was old. ”

"You seem to have misunderstood something. Yuan Shan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Aren't you so sad because your wife just died?"

Yebei's eyes paused slightly, and then he remembered that he had never announced the death of Tang Yuan, and had always used Mrs. Night to replace Tang Yuan's position.

Some time ago, Mrs. Night was scrapped by herself, announcing the death of Mrs. Night.

Now in Qingyuan's eyes, he should be a man who has just died and needs to be comforted, maybe he should make a sad expression.

"There's a lot to do in the world, look ahead. Qing Yuan saw that Yebei didn't answer himself, and patted Yebei on the shoulder with some embarrassment.

"Thank you. Yebei responded politely but awkwardly.

"I always thought you were only in your thirties, but I didn't expect you to be so old. As soon as the words came out, Qingyuan felt that something was wrong.

It seems that this sentence cannot be said like this.

"I didn't expect you to be so old and look so young. ”

"I'm a lot older than you. Yebei's eyes swirled on Qingyuan's body, and he now believed that this Qingyuan might be his son.

Because he can't speak.

"I'm not very good at talking, sorry. ”

"It doesn't matter. Yebei walked to his desk and picked up the medical plan he had written for insomnia a few days ago. "Since you're here today, I'm going to have a full body check-up, so I can know the specific condition of your body. ”

"Okay, I'm sorry for you again. ”

"I'll have someone take you there, and there are more items to check. ”

An assistant in a black suit led a young nurse in.

"Mr. Qingyuan, come with me to the hospital for a check-up. ”

"There is labor. ”

The assistant in the suit looked at Qingyuan's back and walked away, with some puzzlement in his eyes.

"Master Qingyuan's physical condition, didn't you already know. As far as he knows, the master's computer is full of Qingyuan's detailed information, and the master estimates that he can draw the internal structure of Qingyuan's body with his eyes closed.

"Talk a lot, let the nurse take him for more examinations, and come back later, the better. ”

"It's my gaffe, I shouldn't speculate on the master's intentions, so I'll remind the nurse. ”