Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Zhou Xiaobai couldn't bear to watch it anymore and slapped Zhong Yuemin lightly. "Yuemin, how can you talk to Dad like that? Can't you just talk properly?"

Zhong Yuemin felt quite aggrieved. "I'm telling the truth..." Zhong Yuemin hadn't finished speaking, but when he saw the faces of the people around him, he swallowed the words back.

"Cough, cough." Zhong Yuemin coughed twice, cleared his throat, and then took a deep breath, trying to make his attitude more serious. "Well, Dad, since you are fully prepared, let's officially start. But to be honest, this matter is really tricky. At present, we are still lacking a key person who can communicate directly with the other party's senior management."

Zhong Shanyue's eyes were sharp and firm. He nodded slightly, indicating that he agreed with Zhong Yuemin's point of view. "Well, Yuemin, you are right. The key to solving this problem lies in whether we can find a suitable middleman to act as a matchmaker. However, it is not easy to find such a person."

"Yes, Dad. I am certainly aware of the difficulty involved, but if we want to successfully complete this important mission, we must find such a key person. Otherwise, all the efforts we have made before will probably be wasted."

Zhong Shanyue and Zhou Zhennan looked at each other in silence for a moment, and then both fell into deep thought, as if they were searching for possible solutions in their minds.

Zhou Xiaobai stood aside, patted Zhong Yuemin's shoulder gently, and whispered comfortingly, "Yuemin, don't worry, Dad and the others will definitely find a way." Her voice was full of trust and concern, trying to calm Zhong Yuemin's slightly anxious mood.

Zhong Yuemin looked at Zhou Xiaobai and thought to himself, Wife, are you mistaken? I'm not in a hurry!

Zhou Zhennan's eyes flashed with determination, and he slammed the table hard, as if to dispel all hesitation and doubt.

"Yuemin, I have thought of a suitable candidate." Zhou Zhennan's voice was low and powerful, as if it had an unquestionable authority.

Zhong Yuemin raised his head, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes. "Dad, who are you talking about?"

Zhou Zhennan took a deep breath and slowly uttered two words. "Zhang Haiyang."

Zhong Yuemin was slightly startled, then frowned. He knew that Zhang Haiyang was his good friend and a shining star in the army. But in recent years, there have been frequent reports that Zhang Haiyang wanted to retire, but he had not been approved.

"It is said that this kid will retire soon, but it may not be the case now!" Zhong Yuemin muttered to himself. He knew Zhang Haiyang's character. Once he made a decision, it would be difficult to change it.

Zhou Zhennan seemed to see through Zhong Yuemin's thoughts. He smiled and continued, "Yuemin, you and I both know Zhang Haiyang's talent and ability. Although he performed well in the army, he always has an unruly wildness in his heart. This disarmament may be a relief for him."

Zhong Yuemin nodded. He understood what Zhou Zhennan meant. Although Zhang Haiyang was an outstanding soldier, his personality and pursuits were inherently in conflict with the military's discipline and rules. Disarmament might be a chance for him to start over.

"Well, if Zhang Haiyang retires, I'll go find him and see if he agrees to go."

Zhong Shanyue and Zhou Zhennan nodded, and the matter was settled.

The night was like water, quiet and deep. Chen Yijun gently pushed open the bedroom door, looked at the familiar little bed, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She walked to Xiao Haichen, gently stroked his soft hair, and said softly, "Xiao Haichen, sleep with grandma today, okay?"

Xiao Haichen's eyes looked particularly bright under the dim light. He shook his head, hugged Zhou Xiaobai's arm tightly with his little hands, and said with a hint of firmness in his voice, "Grandma is not good, I want to sleep with my mom."

There was an unquestionable persistence in the little guy's tone, as if his mother was the safest harbor in his world.

Zhou Xiaobai smiled at Xiao Haichen, her eyes full of doting and helplessness. She gently patted Xiao Haichen's back, turned to Chen Yijun and said, "Mom, you go to sleep. Just let him follow me." Chen Yijun nodded, turned around and left the bedroom.

After entering the bedroom, Zhou Xiaobai carried Xiao Haichen to the bed and gently covered him with a blanket. At this moment, the door was gently pushed open, and Zhong Yuemin walked in and sat on the sofa.

When Xiao Haichen saw Zhong Yuemin coming in, his face fell and he asked in dissatisfaction, "Mom, why is he sleeping here too?"

There was a hint of doubt and uneasiness in Xiao Haichen's voice, as if this sudden appearance of this man had disrupted his originally peaceful life.

Zhou Xiaobai sat on the bedside, gently holding Xiao Haichen's small hand, and explained with a smile, "Son, this is Daddy. Daddy and Mommy love you the most in the world. Of course we have to take care of you together and sleep here together." Her voice was gentle and firm, as if telling Xiao Haichen an indisputable fact.

Xiao Haichen pouted, frowned, and his big black eyes were full of grievance and confusion. He rolled off the soft bed like an angry bird, and rushed towards Zhong Yuemin who was sitting on the sofa with his short legs.

"Why do you want to sleep with my mom?" Xiao Haichen's childish voice was full of questioning and uneasiness. His little hands tightly grasped the corner of his pajamas, as if seeking some sense of security.

Zhong Yuemin teased Xiao Haichen deliberately. He coughed lightly and pretended to be ashamed. "This is my wife. If I don't sleep with her, who should I sleep with? But you, you are so old, but you still sleep with your mother. Aren't you ashamed? Look at your sister, she has learned to sleep by herself a long time ago."

Xiao Haichen was provoked by these words, his face suddenly turned red, tears rolled in his eyes, as if they would burst at any time. He stammered in retort, "I, I, you, you..." Before he finished speaking, his mouth pursed, and tears slid down his cheeks.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaobai quickly got off the bed, walked to Xiao Haichen, patted Zhong Yuemin gently, and scolded him, "Can you act like a father? Why are you teasing him? He's going to cry soon."

There was a hint of blame in Zhou Xiaobai's tone, but more of it was helplessness towards Zhong Yuemin and concern for Xiao Haichen.

Zhong Yuemin sighed. "I've been gone for a few months. How come this kid has changed so much? Where is the obedient son he used to be?"

Zhou Xiaobai laughed and walked gently into the warm bedroom, her face filled with the glow of maternal love.

"Son, let's ignore him and go to sleep, okay?" Zhou Xiaobai said softly, her voice was like a spring breeze, soft and warm.

"Okay, Mom, tell me a story." Little Haichen blinked his bright big eyes and looked at his mother expectantly.

The night was as dark as ink, and the moonlight shone through the gaps in the curtains onto the cozy little bed of Zhou Xiaobai and Xiao Haichen. Zhou Xiaobai gently held Xiao Haichen in his arms, and the little guy's bright eyes sparkled with curiosity and innocence.

"Son, today Mom will tell you a story about 'Trust and Wisdom', okay?" Zhou Xiaobai's voice was soft and magnetic, as if it could soothe all uneasiness.

Little Haichen nodded, leaning tightly in his mother's arms, his little face full of anticipation.

"A long time ago, there was a small town. The people there were very kind, but occasionally there would be some human traffickers with bad intentions. These human traffickers would pretend to be kind and friendly and use various means to deceive children. But there was a smart little boy in the town who never trusted strangers easily."

Zhou Xiaobai paused and continued, "One day, the little boy got lost in the forest. He met a man who claimed to be a 'kind-hearted man' and said he would take him home. Although the little boy was a little scared, he did not show it. He observed the man's words and deeds and found that his eyes flickered and he was holding some strange things in his hands."

"The little boy knew that the man was not a good person. So he pretended to trust him and followed him for a while. Then, he sneaked into a bush while the man was not paying attention. The man waited for a long time but did not see the little boy come out, so he left in a rage."

"The little boy hid in the bushes for a long time until he was sure that the man had gone far away. With his wisdom and courage, he found the way home. When he returned to the town, everyone applauded his bravery and wisdom."

After Zhou Xiaobai finished the story, he gently stroked Xiao Haichen's head and said with a smile, "Son, remember, don't trust strangers easily. But if you really encounter danger, you must be like the little boy in the story, stay calm, and use wisdom and courage to protect yourself."

After listening to the story, Xiao Haichen showed an expression of admiration on his face. He hugged Zhou Xiaobai tightly, as if he wanted to engrave this sense of security deeply in his heart.

At this moment, Zhong Yuemin quietly listened to the conversation between the mother and the son. Only then did he understand why when he came back, Xiao Haichen said that he was a child thief. It turned out that he just heard it from the story.

The night was as dark as ink, Zhou Xiaobai was lying next to Xiao Haichen, holding a yellowed fairy tale book in his hands. Xiao Haichen's eyes were shining with excitement, as if every word contained endless magic.

"Mom, I want to listen more." Xiao Haichen's voice was a little coquettish, as if a kitten was gently tickling Zhou Xiaobai's heart.

Zhou Xiaobai touched Xiao Haichen's head with a smile, but a trace of fatigue was revealed in her eyes. "Son, didn't you say you would go to bed after listening to this story? Why do you want to listen again? Tell me, which story is this? Let's go to bed, okay?" Her voice was soft but firm, trying to guide Xiao Haichen to sleep.

However, Xiao Haichen shook his head stubbornly, with determination flashing in his eyes. "No! I want to listen." His voice was small but full of persistence.

Zhou Xiaobai sighed helplessly, she knew that once her son became interested in something, he would be as brave as a little lion. So she had no choice but to open the fairy tale book and whisper the next story.

As the story unfolded, Xiao Haichen's eyes opened wider and wider, as if he was brought into a magical world. Sometimes he clenched his fists nervously, and sometimes he showed a surprised expression. Zhou Xiaobai accompanied him quietly, and her voice was like a warm current, warming Xiao Haichen's heart.

However, while Xiao Haichen was listening with great interest, Zhong Yuemin gradually fell asleep. The running around in the past few months had already exhausted him physically and mentally.

Only when he got home could Zhong Yuemin put down all his burdens and enjoy a moment of peace. At this moment, he lay on the sofa, breathing evenly and calmly, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.

Zhou Xiaobai glanced at the sleeping Zhong Yuemin, and an inexplicable feeling welled up in her heart. She gently put down the fairy tale book in her hand, walked to Zhong Yuemin, and gently covered him with a blanket. Then, she returned to Xiao Haichen's bed and continued to tell the unfinished story.

As the night deepens, the moonlight pours down on the windowsill like a layer of gauze, adding a sense of mystery to this quiet night.

As Xiao Haichen listened to Zhou Xiaobai's soft and soothing story, his eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and finally slowly closed. A satisfied smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, as if he had crossed the barrier between reality and dreams and stepped into a strange world overflowing with fantastic and colorful colors.

Zhou Xiaobai gently picked up little Haichen, moved to the small bed on the side, and tucked the quilt carefully for him, fearing to disturb the child's sweet dream. Then, she walked lightly towards Zhong Yuemin and called softly, "Yuemin, Yuemin, wake up, wake up!"

Zhong Yuemin was awakened from his sleep and stood up reflexively, with a vigilant gleam in his eyes, as if he was ready to fight at any time.

However, when he saw clearly that the person in front of him was Zhou Xiaobai, his tense nerves gradually relaxed. He rubbed his eyes, yawned, and asked in confusion, "Wife, what's wrong?"

Zhou Xiaobai saw Zhong Yuemin's expression, and her eyes were full of heartache. What on earth had her man been through? "Yuemin, don't sleep here, go back to bed."

"Xiao Haichen fell asleep?"

Zhou Xiaobai nodded and pointed to the small bed on the side and said, "Well, I don't know what's wrong with my son today. He just won't sleep. He used to sleep at this time..." Before she finished her words, she was interrupted by Zhong Yuemin's sudden action.

Zhong Yuemin suddenly grabbed Zhou Xiaobai by the waist and scared her so much that she screamed, "Ah! What are you doing?" There was a bit of coquettishness and shyness in her voice.

Zhong Yuemin placed her gently on the bed and leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Wife, you are already an old married couple, why are you still shy?" His voice was full of teasing and pampering.

Zhou Xiaobai blushed and struggled to get up, but Zhong Yuemin held her down tightly. "You're so annoying." She scolded.

Zhong Yuemin smiled and took her into his arms, gently stroking her hair. "Wife, how come you have learned to say one thing and mean another now? You definitely don't think this way in your heart."

The moonlight is like silver, sprinkling like water in the quiet courtyard, as if covering the entire courtyard with a layer of silver gauze, adding a touch of mystery and gentleness to the quiet night.

Zhou Xiaobai leaned quietly in Zhong Yuemin's spacious and warm arms, listening to his strong heartbeat and feeling the warmth from his chest. An indescribable sense of peace welled up in her heart.

She raised her head slightly, and her sight happened to meet Zhong Yuemin's deep and slightly tired eyes. At that moment, she seemed to be able to see through his eyes all the exhaustion and perseverance in his heart.

Zhou Xiaobai's eyes, bright as stars, looked even more charming under the moonlight. She bit her lower lip lightly, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes, as if she was thinking about whether she should ask.

But in the end, he still mustered up the courage and said softly in a playful tone, "Yuemin, are you okay? I just saw you frowning and looking tired, which really made me feel distressed. If you really can't do it, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

Hearing this, Zhong Yuemin's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining a playful smile.

Zhong Yuemin stretched out his finger and gently scratched Zhou Xiaobai's small and straight nose, and responded with a doting look, "Wife, don't underestimate your husband! As a real man, how can you easily admit that you are not good enough? You are challenging my dignity as a man by saying this." After saying that, he deliberately blinked, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Zhou Xiaobai blushed at his sudden intimacy. She slapped his hand away coquettishly and glared at him. "Tsk! Everyone can brag. I said I would make you too tired to get out of bed tomorrow!"

Zhong Yuemin was inspired by her provocation. He stood up and stretched his limbs, as if to dispel all the fatigue. He stared at Zhou Xiaobai with a scorching gaze, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He whispered in Zhou Xiaobai's ear, "Hey, that's okay, wife. Since you are so confident, let's wait and see." His voice was low and magnetic, as if there was an invisible force attracting Zhou Xiaobai.

"Just give it a try, who's afraid of who?"

Next, the battle is about to begin. The contest between Zhong Yuemin and Zhou Xiaobai is not only a contest of physical strength and skills, but also a collision of emotions and hearts.

Their figures intertwined into a beautiful picture in the moonlight, and it seemed that even the air around them was filled with a sweet and tense atmosphere.

As time went by, the battle became more intense. Zhong Yuemin showed amazing endurance and perseverance, pushing Zhou Xiaobai into desperate situations time and time again, but she managed to resolve the situation skillfully time and time again.

Zhou Xiaobai was not to be outdone. She used her wisdom and courage to engage in a thrilling contest with Zhong Yuemin.

The battle was extremely fierce, the two fought back and forth, neither giving in. Every move was full of power and speed. Their figures danced in the moonlight, like two dancing butterflies, beautiful and powerful.

Even the crescent moon, which was originally shyly hiding behind the clouds, was infected by their enthusiasm and quietly poked its head out from the clouds, curiously watching this fierce competition. It seemed to be moved by the love of the couple and silently sent them the most sincere blessings.

Finally, the battle ended under the witness of moonlight and starlight. The two hugged each other tightly, feeling each other's heartbeat and breathing.