Rebirth of Bloody Romance

On that quiet night, the lights of the city were scattered on the streets like stars, and the streets were filled with hazy fog, as if casting a mysterious veil over the entire city.

On such a confusing night, Zhong Yuemin was walking home alone. His figure was swaying under the street lights, and his steps seemed a little shaky. Obviously, he was drunk and his consciousness was a little blurred.

Along the way, Zhong Yuemin staggered and muttered drunken words from time to time. After much difficulty, he finally arrived at the place where Ermaozi lived.

At this moment, Zhong Yuemin's eyes were blurry and his cheeks were flushed. He looked like a man fished out of a wine barrel. He pushed the door open with great effort, stumbled in, fell headfirst onto the bed, and soon fell asleep.

Time passed quietly, and when the first ray of sunlight shone through the window, a new day began. Zhong Yuemin slowly sat up from the bed, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and tried to dispel the remaining alcohol. After a simple wash, he set off for the Beihai Hotel in the Special Zone.

When Zhong Yuemin arrived at the entrance of Beihai Hotel, the sun was shining on him. He raised his head slightly and looked at the magnificent building in front of him, with an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

At this moment, a lively and active kid was running over, not noticing the person in front of him. With a "bang", the kid bumped into Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin was caught off guard by the sudden collision and leaned back slightly. Before he could react, the naughty child spoke first. "Why don't you watch your step? Do you know you bumped into someone?" The childish voice was filled with stubbornness and arrogance.

Zhong Yuemin was startled when he heard this, then he showed his signature smile. He squatted down, looked at the kid at eye level, and said gently, "Boy, did your dad ever teach you to apologize when you do something wrong?"

Zhong Yuemin's eyes were full of kindness, and he was not angry at the naughty child's rudeness.

The naughty kid refused to give in and replied confidently, "I don't have a father, so I don't need to apologize." After saying that, he raised his little chin, looking fearless.

Zhong Yuemin became interested when he heard this. He raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "Fuck! You are quite interesting, little guy. What's your name?" His curiosity was completely aroused by this unique kid.

The naughty kid didn't appreciate it at all. He pouted his lips and said, "You are so rude. Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking someone's name?" He looked so serious, like a little adult.

Zhong Yuemin couldn't help laughing out loud and teased, "Fuck! You're really smart! You made such a little kid act like a little adult."

The naughty kid didn't seem to care about Zhong Yuemin. Instead, he frowned and said seriously, "You're quite interesting, but you don't look like a good person."

Zhong Yuemin was amused. He laughed and patted the kid on the shoulder. "Okay, you're brave. My name is Zhong Yuemin, and I'm a familiar face in the Special Administrative Region. Where are you?"

The naughty kid blinked, seemingly not interested in the name "Zhong Yuemin", but he still proudly gave his own name. "My name is Gao Haiwei, and I'm the most handsome guy on this street!"

"Haha, fuck! You are really a spirit! You are so small, but you act like a little adult." Zhong Yuemin laughed, and he had a good impression of this clever little guy. He reached out to rub Li Xiaojie's head again, but the latter dodged nimbly.

"Hey, uncle, don't look at me because I'm small. I'm very smart. If you treat me to a meal, I will tell you a secret." Gao Haiwei blinked his eyes and looked like a little adult, making Zhong Yuemin laugh and cry.

Zhong Yuemin thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Okay, little guy, I'll make an exception and treat you a meal today. But your secret has to be worth the money for this meal."

So, the two of them walked into Beihai Hotel one after the other, leaving behind a string of laughter.

As soon as he walked into the magnificent lobby of Beihai Hotel, Zhong Yuemin's eyes were involuntarily attracted by a familiar figure.

Gao Yue was standing there quietly, like a moving painting that made people unable to take their eyes away.

When Gao Yue saw Zhong Yuemin, a hint of surprise flashed across her face, and then she lowered her head embarrassedly, twisting the corners of her clothes with her hands unconsciously, looking a little uneasy.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin raised his signature smile, which was cynical yet indescribably gentle. "Gao Yue, hello! Long time no see, how are you?"

Gao Yue raised her head slightly, and her eyes met Zhong Yuemin's, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes. "Why are you here?" Her voice trembled a little, as if she was surprised by Zhong Yuemin's appearance, but also had a hint of unspeakable expectation.

Zhong Yuemin shrugged and said casually, "I have something to do in Hong Kong Island, and I came to see you on the way. Why, you don't welcome me?"

At this moment, the naughty child Gao Haiwei suddenly came up to Gao Yue and said in his childish but somewhat childish voice, "Mom, do you know this bad uncle?"

Zhong Yuemin was stunned when he heard this, and then he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How did he become the "bad uncle" in the eyes of the naughty child? However, he was more curious about why the child called Gao Yue "Mom".

Thus, Zhong Yuemin's curiosity was completely aroused. He looked at Gao Yue with a smile, his eyes full of doubt and inquiry. "Gao Yue, this child...he is your...?"

Gao Yue's expression changed slightly, and she seemed to be a little embarrassed to speak. She took a deep breath and said slowly, "He is my son, Hai Wei."

Zhong Yuemin was overwhelmed with indescribable emotions when he heard this. He looked at Gao Yue and Gao Haiwei with mixed feelings.

Gao Haiwei seemed to be unimpressed by Zhong Yuemin, the sudden "uncle". He stared at Zhong Yuemin up and down with his big round eyes, his eyes full of vigilance and curiosity.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but feel pity. He squatted down and tried to make his tone sound more friendly and kind. "Hey, little guy, I'm not some bad uncle. My name is Zhong Yuemin, you can call me Uncle Zhong."

Gao Haiwei curled his lips, seemingly not accepting Zhong Yuemin's name. But he did not continue to pester her, but turned around, took Gao Yue's hand, and said coquettishly, "Mom, let's eat, I'm hungry."

Gao Yue looked at her son's tender face, and a warm feeling surged in her heart. She nodded gently, and then said to Zhong Yuemin, "Yuemin, how about we come together? Let's find a place to sit down and talk."

Zhong Yuemin readily agreed, and the three of them walked into the hotel's private room together.

Since Zhong Yuemin was entrusted by Gao Songshan, he must be responsible. With sharp eyes, he looked at Gao Yue with a hint of curiosity and concern, and asked softly, "Gao Yue, what's going on with you? Why haven't you heard from your father?"

Gao Yue lowered her head even lower, her long eyelashes casting a shadow under her eyelids, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito. "My dad...he doesn't know yet."

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin frowned. "What about the kid's father?" His eyes involuntarily fell on Gao Haiwei next to him. The little guy was staring at him curiously with his big eyes.

Gao Haiwei suddenly raised his head, his young face full of seriousness. "Mom said Dad went to a very far place."

"Very far away?" Zhong Yuemin's heart moved, and he turned his eyes to Gao Yue again, trying to catch a clue from her expression. However, Gao Yue's eyes were a little evasive, which made him more convinced that there was an unknown secret behind this matter.

"Tell uncle, how old are you this year?" Zhong Yuemin decided to change the angle and look for a breakthrough from the little guy.

Gao Haiwei was about to answer when he was interrupted by Gao Yue. "He's almost two years old." There was a hint of anxiety in her tone, as if she was afraid that her son would say something he shouldn't.

Gao Haiwei was obviously dissatisfied with his age. He pouted and protested, "Mom, you are lying. I am almost three years old, okay?"

"That's because you remembered it wrong."

"No, you told me this morning that you're almost three years old and a little man!"

"you...."

"Three years old..." Zhong Yuemin muttered to himself, lost in thought. If the little guy Gao Haiwei is almost three years old, it means that Gao Yue was pregnant with this child when she was in Beijing. But he has never heard that Gao Yue has a partner? This sudden news made him feel surprised and confused.

At this time, Gao Haiwei patted his round belly after eating and drinking, and said to Gao Yue, "Mom, I'm full and want to go out and play."

After saying that, without waiting for Gao Yue's response, he slid down from the chair like a little loach and ran out. In the box, Zhong Yuemin and Gao Yue were the only ones left, and the atmosphere became a little subtle.

Zhong Yuemin's eyes focused on Gao Yue again, and he asked seriously, "Tell me! What happened? Where is the child's father?"

Gao Yue lowered her head, her fingers gently stroking the edge of the table, her voice low and calm. "Dead."

"Dead?" Zhong Yuemin was stunned when he heard this, then he reacted. "Who is it? How come I don't know who died at such a young age!"

Gao Yue raised her head and her eyes met Zhong Yuemin's. A complex emotion flashed in her eyes. "You still don't know him even if I tell you. There are so many people in Beijing. Don't you know them all?"

Zhong Yuemin's eyes became sharp, and he stared at Gao Yue, trying to catch a flaw in her expression. His tone was unquestionably serious. "No, why didn't your father know about this? As the child's grandfather, how could he not know about the existence of this child? You came here to conceal this matter, right?"

Gao Yue knew that the lie she made up was full of loopholes. She opened her mouth, but found that she didn't know how to continue the lie. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. "I... I don't know how to tell him. He is old, and I don't want him to worry about these things."

Zhong Yuemin was not satisfied with this answer and continued to ask, "The child is already three years old, why did you tell me he was only two? What are you hiding?"

Gao Yue was forced to retreat step by step by Zhong Yuemin's questions. She felt that she had nowhere to escape. She began to act like a rogue and tried to prevaricate with vague answers. "Why do you ask so many questions? It's not okay if I remember it wrongly."

Zhong Yuemin tapped his two fingers on the table, making a rhythmic sound, but his mind was as chaotic as the drumbeats. He stared at Gao Yue, with all kinds of suspicion and confusion in his heart. Gao Yue's lies and concealment, all of this was like an intricate web that tightly entangled him.

"The child can't be mine, right?" Once this thought popped up in my mind, it grew like weeds and was difficult to stop.

However, Zhong Yuemin immediately shook his head and rejected this absurd idea. He was certain that Gao Yue and he had never crossed the line.

But then, that blurry night flashed through Zhong Yuemin’s mind again—he was drunk in the garment factory and almost blacked out.

At that time, he seemed to be in a bizarre dream, and everything became blurry. Could it be that on that chaotic night, he really had sex with Gao Yue?

This thought made Zhong Yuemin feel a headache. He tried to recall the details of that night, but everything was blurry as if separated by a layer of mist. He looked at Gao Yue and found that there seemed to be some unspeakable secret hidden in her eyes, which made him more certain of his guess.

Zhong Yuemin stood up and approached Gao Yue step by step. His eyes were firm and sharp, as if he could see through Gao Yue's heart.

Gao Yue shrank back unconsciously, her eyes flickering with evasion and anxiety. "What...what are you going to do?"

"Where is the child's father?" Zhong Yuemin's voice was low and powerful, and every word hit Gao Yue's heart like a hammer.

"Dead...dead." Gao Yue's voice became even quieter, almost as soft as a mosquito. Her eyes flickered, as if she was trying to avoid Zhong Yuemin's gaze.

Zhong Yuemin suddenly laughed out of anger. He grabbed Gao Yue's chin and forced her to look at him. "Are you sure?"

Gao Yue felt the warmth from Zhong Yuemin's fingers, and she became even more flustered. She tried to break free from Zhong Yuemin's control, but she was too weak and could only let him do whatever he wanted. "Don't do this, wait..."

However, Zhong Yuemin did not give her a chance to continue. He interrupted Gao Yue and asked firmly, "The child is mine, right?"

Gao Yue was startled by Zhong Yuemin's words. She waved her hands in panic and said incoherently, "You, you remember? No, it's not yours. I..."