Absolute Conquest of Rebirth

Forgetting, maybe for him, for He Jue, it was an extremely lucky thing.

However, such luck cannot last long.

"I understand, I have always understood why, in those few years, the teacher never told me about my past, about who my father is, but the world is impermanent, and some changes always come by surprise That’s all—”

A person's life is so short, but there are always some things that cannot be let go.

For example, his teacher, Luo Yan.

As a young man, he often heard interesting stories about the older generation told by his teacher. Judging from what the teacher mentioned, although Mr. Yue was very unpleasant to him, the teacher often mentioned the other party's ability. and, even appreciation.

Although he didn't understand or understand the stories of the elders, but from the deep sadness in his eyes when the teacher accidentally mentioned it, he could also feel that there was one thing in the teacher's heart that he couldn't let go of all the time. Yes, although the teacher has always shown a very open look, but...

What can't be let go, always can't let go——

The antique house seems to lead people into another world.

At the gate of the quaint house, a stretched limousine was parked, and the dark green leaves of the tall maple trees were swaying in the wind.

When an unfamiliar vehicle came into view, He Jue was slightly taken aback, but still walked in with his things.

In the corridor full of ancient flavor, every pillar is carved with lifelike orchids.

Next to this corridor is a jade-colored lotus pond. In the clear water, there are colorful carps playing happily.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell—"

The wind chimes hanging on the corridor, with the breeze blowing slowly, make clear and crisp bells, and there is a faint moist breath in the nose, which is indescribably calm and comfortable.

This is the Qin residence, and its owner is a friend of his teacher.

Wearing a tailored black suit, the young man rarely breathes the fresh air so relaxedly. The young man has a face as handsome as a god, and he still has some childishness, but it is not difficult to see his outstanding appearance in the future.He has a pair of deep and slender eyes like agate gemstones, slightly indifferent and distant, with that elegant temperament, charming and perfect.

"Master He Jue, I'm so sorry for keeping you waiting, the Patriarch is still busy with important matters, so he couldn't come here."

The kind and gentle old man's voice suddenly came, disturbing Jingyi for a moment.

Turning back slowly, a smile bloomed on the young man's lips, he waved the beautifully packaged bag in his hand, and said, "Grandpa Lin, it's okay, Uncle Qin has something to do, and it's not good for the younger generation to bother you. It’s some souvenirs that the teacher asked me to give him, please give them to him.”

"Mr. Luo is really polite. Don't worry, young master He Jue. I will hand over the old man to the owner." The old man took the things from the young man and nodded with a smile.

Hearing this, the boy was about to leave from here, when suddenly there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor——

"Grandpa Lin, Grandpa Lin!"

The immature cry of the eager girl floated over from so far away.

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared curiously at the small figure that was getting closer. It was a little girl who looked about five or six years old, with soft and neat hair, bright and watery eyes, full of aura, Clear as a mirror.With an immature face, cute and delicate facial features, wearing a water-blue skirt embroidered with pink patterns, it looks like a crystal doll made of pink makeup and jade.

so cute--

This is the boy's first impression.

"Miss, you can't run around like this wearing a skirt!" Seeing the little figure running over in a hurry, the old man shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"Hoo hoo..." Hearing the old man's reminder, the little girl managed to stand still, panting, and then blinked her big watery eyes, "Grandpa Lin, grandpa Lin, the cat is gone, two The kitten my uncle gave me is gone, Grandpa Lin, it...huh?" The tender and waxy voice was filled with a little anxiety, but after noticing that there were other people here, the voice was It was getting smaller and smaller, hiding behind the old man with a reddish face, looking at the strange young man, his black pupils were full of curiosity.

After watching the little girl's reaction, the old man shook his head with a helpless smile, turned his head, looked at the boy, and said, "Master He Jue made you laugh. This is the little granddaughter of the Patriarch, Miss Yin." Said to the little girl, "Miss Yin, that student is a friend of the head of the family, Master He Jue."

"Hahaha, the old man is planning to introduce you, Xiaojue, this is the first time you have seen my little granddaughter, right? Hahaha..."

With a hearty laugh, an elderly man in plain Hanfu walked over slowly, and beside him was a beautiful woman.

"Grandpa! Mother!" As soon as she saw these two, the little girl ran over quickly and threw herself into her mother's arms.

Seeing her daughter rushing towards her, Mrs. Yue caught it helplessly, then looked at the young boy who had been silent all this time apologetically, and said with a smile: "Xiaojue, I made you laugh, Xiaoyin, who is afraid of life... ..."

"..."

sound.

That was when he first met Xiaoyin as a child.

I have to say, Xiaoyin at that time was really, really cute, wasn't she?

If that great change hadn't happened, maybe under the influence of the gentle Mrs. Yue, Xiaoyin would be much happier than anyone else, innocent and kind, but the world is impermanent.

Mrs. Yue in my memory is gentle and demure.

but--

"Mother!!--"

The hoarse cries, the despair, and the inexplicable grief and indignation hit the ears, and the young man dragged the little girl who wanted to rush into the sea of ​​fire in a daze. The monstrous fire made the sky red with blood.

Dazed, the dazzling fire seemed to burn his eyes, a sting, and tears fell silently.

"Yue Maochu! Even if I, Qin Yu, are a ghost, I won't let you go! Hahahaha, let's all die! Let's all die! Hahaha!——"

In the sea, Mrs. Yue, who lost her gentleness in the past, threw things like crazy, cursing his so-called husband in a hissing voice.

"Qin Yuruo, you crazy woman! Are you going to set fire to Yue's house?!"

In the chaos, Mr. Yue rushed over angrily. Looking at the monstrous flames in the courtyard, after hearing Mrs. Yue cursing him, he cursed angrily.

"..."

The servants were fighting the fire in confusion, but the trend of the fire did not abated.

"Yue Maochu, I curse your Yue family, I curse that no one in your Yue family will end well!"

"I hate! I hate everyone in your Yue family! Yue Maochu, don't you want to be with that woman? I'll make you happy! Hahaha, I'll make you happy!—"

"..."

That kind of hatred, that kind of madness, against the flames, directly reflected into his heart with inexplicable familiarity.

That night, he was in a daze. There were many people passing by him in panic and being bumped. Apart from numbly grabbing her figure tightly, there was no other change until a voice appeared——

"Look what you are doing?! Hurry up and save me, Young Madam!——"

That voice, although full of vicissitudes, has an inexplicable majesty, which makes people dare not resist.

He was stunned for a moment. This voice sounded very familiar. He seemed to have heard it before, but why couldn't he remember it? !

Such fire, such hatred, such voice—

"...Jue'er, I want you to remember, I want you to remember everything that happened here today! Who is your enemy! How did your foster father and adoptive mother die! You will never be able to forget!"

"..."

"I hate it! Yue Xiangzhi! My teacher, why are you forcing me like this! Why are you doing such a terrible thing?!"

"Is this the result you want?! Teacher? You are wrong, and you will continue to be hopelessly wrong for the rest of your life! Hahaha, you can't win, you can't win—"

"..."

Whose anger, whose resentment.

His head was aching, and something was waking up bit by bit.

It hurts, my heart hurts!Tears are pouring out like crazy, why is this happening? !What did he forget?No, no, he shouldn't have forgotten, what a strange feeling—

The dust-covered memory was like a flood that had leaked out of the gate, rushing in violently, over and over again, crazily tearing at his last sanity.

"Father... adoptive father..." He spat out these words with difficulty, as if he had used all his strength in this life, the eyes blurred by tears, the reflection of the fire and the memory That scene, bit by bit, overlapped, everything was repeating itself, and it was cruelly exposing to him the truth that he had forgotten!

That fire awakened not only his memory.

He dragged her out of the false fairy tale world, and then mercilessly threw her into the dark hell.

hate it?

After many years, she returned to the old house in her memory, the Qin family. No one has lived here for a long time. The door is locked, and so many grievances and grievances have been sealed away.

Grandpa, she's home—