Absolute Conquest of Rebirth

"He Wenqing, Wen is still the same, why is Ziqing?"

An old city, an old house, the old things are hard to find, and there are also memories of the past.

For Liang Luo, what this old house has is the thought that he doesn't want to mention. This longing may be full of nostalgia, or it may make people feel deeply heavy and sad. grievable.

He once chose to forget and avoid those things in the past. However, today, he has to mention them again.

"...My father, He Wenqing, is not a very famous person. On the contrary, he is just an ordinary teacher. My mother, like my father, is an extremely ordinary person. As long as I can remember, my impression of my mother is only from some old photos. She died of illness not long after I was born. Therefore, in my childhood memory, the person who grew up with me is My father, and adoptive father Liang Sheng—”

Yes.

Whether it's his biological father He Wenqing or foster father Liang Sheng, they are just ordinary people!

In the only memory of his childhood, his biological father was an extremely gentle person. Because he loved his mother so much, his father never remarried. Although his memory was blurred when he was too young, he would never forget it. Every afternoon, his father would always hold him and sit under the sycamore tree in the courtyard, and would often mention to him some experiences and memories he had with his mother. Bring the younger sister over and chat with the father.

When mentioning the mother, the father always has endless words full of nostalgia, and what the adoptive father likes most is when the father mentions the mother, he laughs and talks about some embarrassing things about his father back then, Lele.

My father has long been accustomed to the adoptive father's lack of face, but he has no choice but to give up.

When he was a little older, he realized that the reason why his father and adoptive father had such a good relationship was because they were brothers from the same school. His father had followed the arrangement of his elders to practice martial arts when he was young, and he and his adoptive father had studied under him. The same person worked in the same place when he was an adult, and now his father is teaching at school and has a family, and his adoptive father has also found a proper job, working, and also has a family. The houses of the two families are adjacent to each other. The adoptive mother is also a kind and gentle person, but her legs and feet are inconvenient. Although she does not often come to his courtyard, she does not forget to ask the younger sister or the adoptive father to bring some daily necessities.

Now recalling that period of peaceful and peaceful days, I also feel something in my heart, a deep and warm feeling.

Just because it is ordinary and ordinary, now that I think about it, I feel even more precious!

It's just because, in such a peaceful and warm day, when he was ten years old, a sudden fire burned everything up!And destroy all the people he cherishes—

Although 17 years have passed, he has never forgotten that tragic scene like a nightmare!

He never forgot that when the fire ruthlessly burned everything in the thick smoke, his father pushed him out of the house recklessly, as if he had lost all reason, and either collapsed or despaired and angered at him, He even roared with hatred in his eyes, telling him to remember everything that happened here today!Let him live even if he is desperate, because only by living can he find out the answer and know who his enemy is!

That was the first time he saw the appearance of his father who was destroyed and gentle.

He will never forget that when his father was engulfed by the fire, those once gentle eyes were full of anger and hatred——

That fire burned everything he had, and took away every family member he cherished!

In one night, his world was turned upside down——

"..."

"The child is so pitiful, he is still so young, and such a thing will happen..."

"Hey, I heard that his father offended someone outside, and others came to take revenge. It's really pitiful to the Liang family, what a crime..."

"..."

In the silent ward, he was lying sideways on the hospital bed. The wounds on his body had been treated, and the bandage was still on his face, staring blankly at the strange scene outside the window.

He seemed to be unable to hear what the people outside were saying. He seemed to have lost all consciousness, like a lifeless doll, just staring blankly out of the window. He didn't say a word, he didn't move, and feeding him was just chewing like a machine.

"My lord, the child looks ruined—"

Outside the ward, two figures stood at the door, looking at the child sitting quietly on the bed through the glass window on the door, one of the middle-aged men who looked like a waiter shook slightly, couldn't help but sighed.

The other man in a black fox fur coat frowned slightly after hearing these words, turned his head, glanced at his assistant unceremoniously and coldly, and said, "No matter what Whatever method you use, you must make that child recover, or at least let him tell himself what happened to the He family that day." After saying this, the man strode away with his scepter in his hand. go.

The middle-aged man who was left in place helped his forehead speechlessly. Isn't this embarrassing him?How could he know how to comfort a child who closed his heart because of a strong stimulation?

He raised his eyes again, and glanced at the boy in the ward. The man shook his head and sighed, "Wen Qing, Wen Qing, you have harmed your own child!"

His name is Luo Yan, and he is one of the most capable assistants under the head of the Feng family.

When he was young, he was also an old man who worked hard with Feng Zhengxuan. After so many years of ups and downs, he has taken a lot of things lightly, and this child He Wenqing is also his disciple. The reason why he is counted is because of He Wenqing He never worshiped him as a teacher, and he only occasionally taught He Wenqing some martial arts skills.

The He family went crazy, are they all so desperate?

Luo Yan not only thinks like this, whether it is He Yinan in memory, or the same paranoid He Wenqing now, are they all desperate lunatics? !

After hesitating for a while, Luo Yan raised her hand slightly, pushed open the door of the ward, and walked in. Naturally, the child still didn't respond in the slightest, and Luo Yan didn't express her displeasure, but walked slowly. In front of the window, there is nothing outside the window, but the child is staring outside, not knowing what he is paying attention to, or what the child is subconsciously avoiding——

The sudden fire in the He family was a terrible nightmare for this child, right?

"Your name is He Jue, right? Speaking of which, your father really misses that little girl, Yu'er, and he has to choose a name for his child. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is too persistent." ..."

If you have too much attachment, you will become possessed.

Regardless of whether He Jue reacted or not, Luo Yan continued talking on his own.

"...Sometimes, the older you get, the more things you remember unconsciously. I still remember when you first met your father, he was younger than you. That guy He Yinan died too early, so he just let go of him like that, and threw his son so casually to us big men who don't know how to take care of children. Speaking of which, Feng Zhengxuan Oh, by the way, speaking of this guy, with your backup, you still have to call him grandpa, hahaha, so, time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye, we are all grandpas... ..”

"When your father was young, he was much cuter than when he grew up. When he grew up, although he was still the same as when he was young, he liked to laugh and was gentle, but his temper became more and more stubborn every day. When he was 12 years old, he did not want to I ran to Yue's house and made a fuss, but I didn't get old Fengzi out of breath. Haha, this is an exaggeration, but your father didn't realize it. He didn't know how to make trouble for Yue's family. How many times, you don't know, that Yue Xiangzhi's expression is simply stinky! Later, it's strange to say that Lao Yue didn't do anything to that kid Wen Qing after that, and in the end, he actually gave him back Teacher, it is simply an incredible thing—"

"..."

Although Yue Xiangzhi was under too much pressure from the city, but as a teacher, not many people could compare to him.

On this point, Luo Yan is still somewhat self-aware. Since he was young, hasn't this Yue Xiangzhi been a man of the same fame as Feng Zhengxuan?It's just that Feng Zhengxuan decides by force, and Yue Xiangzhi really likes to use tricks. If it's a scheme, many important figures fell into Yue Xiangzhi's hands back then.

Therefore, the matter of He Wenqing worshiping Yue Xiangzhi as his teacher was over after Feng Zhengxuan preached a few words.

But if everything is safe and sound from now on, it’s okay, who knows, if one storm is not over, another storm will arise——

Four years later—

"Teacher, I still can't understand the story you told—"

Quiet afternoon, sunny back hill.

In the woods, under a huge sycamore tree, a young man dressed in black and indifferent, leaned against the tree trunk with a book in one hand, stared at the dozing person lying on the fallen leaves with his slightly slanted eyes, and frowned slightly Suddenly, there was a ray of doubt in the eyes, and he was very puzzled.

"..."

There was a long silence, a dead leaf fell to the ground, the young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, he closed the book, and slowly squatted down, gently picked up a fallen leaf with his slender fingers, his eyes stared at the dead leaf in his hand for a long time, the young man Look a little dazed.

Seeing all the young man's doubts in his eyes, the elder propped himself up and sat up, looking at the young man in self-contemplation with a little helplessness in his eyes, raised his hand, facing the young man's head, and slammed hard— —

"bump!--"

"hiss!--"

"..."

After being rewarded with a chestnut, the young man covered his head, tears came out of the pain, blinked, and stared at an elder who smiled very wickedly, "Teacher?"

"Silly boy, what are you thinking about? Be careful not to grow tall! Hahaha..."

However, the elder smiled, got up, threw his coat on himself, and strode out of the forest. The young man grabbed the book on the ground and chased after him.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, the elder's footsteps did not slow down, and with a slight smile on his lips, he suddenly said: "Boy, let's compete to see who gets to the house first. If you lose, you have to replace him." Your teacher, I'm going to do something—" As he spoke, the elder suddenly sped up his speed, not giving the young man behind him a chance to react—

"!—"

The young man looked at his teacher as if he was stepping on oil on the soles of his feet, and he was about to disappear in a blink of an eye, and he was speechless!

This old disrespectful guy!Gritting his teeth, he clenched the book in his hand, and the boy tried his best to catch up.

"Hahaha, kid, you're doomed!—"

The elder looked at the young man who was a long way behind him, raised his eyebrows, laughed complacently, and laughed unceremoniously. It was even more interesting to see the young man's unwillingness and annoyance.

"Teacher, are you playing tricks again?!" The young man finally caught up, and he was speechless after hearing this.

"So, boy, you are still young!" The elder shrugged indifferently, and then unceremoniously instructed the young man to give something. Although the young man was reluctant in every possible way, he still complied. He lost?

Knowing that the boy's figure was far away, the smile on the elder's face gradually became serious, "He Jue's situation is getting worse and worse..."

"Isn't this very good? Forget it, it is undoubtedly a kind of luck for this child."

Another figure slowly came out from the gate of the house, and sighed.

Hearing this, Luo Yan didn't feel at all relaxed because of these words. In the past four years, the child He Jue finally regained his consciousness, but he forgot everything. In other words, He Jue lost his memory, he forgot Forgot who he was, forgot about the fire in the He family, or maybe the child didn't want to think about those things, so he chose to self-enclose his memory and temporarily forget.

However, how long can this kind of forgetting last?

"If the child He Jue can never remember, then how should we solve Wen Qing's matter?"

It has been four years, the He Mansion that was burned by the fire has been rebuilt, and those traces of the past seem to have been erased, but Luo Yan never forgot.

"If possible, I hope this child will never remember—"

Luo Yan said lightly, this child's heart should not be swallowed by hatred, so, I hope this kind of luck can last longer.

"When did you become sentimental? You're really old, and you think more and more. If Lao He knows that you are so conscientious now, why don't you jump out of the grave excitedly?" Feng Zhengxuan was very excited. He bluntly complained on the side, and continued his short words.

"Come on, I've been dead for decades. When I jumped out, there were only bones left. After walking a few steps, I fell apart. It's not good to kill this person! Speaking of which, it's time to talk to Lao Yue. He has been deaf and dumb for several years, and he really thinks that I, Luo Yan, won't settle the score with him?" No matter what, Yue Xiangzhi must pay a certain price for He Wenqing's matter!

The author has something to say: The next few chapters will mainly talk about Liang Luo's past, well, it will return to the main line soon, and this pit is gradually coming to an end. It’s been so long ((﹁)~→You’re ashamed to say, you’re a scumbag, heavy fog!) Well, the collapse is still there, and the blood is still there, so don’t be polite to shoot a certain flower to death (~￣▽ ￣)～