Reborn Tiger Poison Eater

This dream is so clear that I don't want to wake up...

The sound of the waves is distant and ethereal, as if it is a neat singing of some unknown language.The wind swept and whistled, tugging at his clothes and flapping his cheeks.Zhuo Yang felt like a flexible sea bird, breaking through layers of clouds and mist, soaring at an altitude of [-] meters.He stretched his arms, raised his head and neck, and took advantage of the wind to move forward.

Looking down from the air, the city looks like a wetland, dotted with countless rivers and lakes, sparkling in the sun.In Darling Harbour, there are large and small cruise ships and warships moored, and there are cafes on the street, customers in twos and threes, and white seagulls fly around leisurely, landing on the open-air dining table from time to time...

Passing through the cobweb-like forks in the city, passing restaurants, shops, and office buildings, I finally saw my home.Unlike Lidao, the house faces north and is sandwiched in a row of buildings of different styles, bathed in sunlight.He descended in a circle, gently pushed open the half-person-high fence door, and walked into the room in a few steps.On the light brown checkered tablecloth, there is still a strong smell of butter for breakfast.

In the past, Zhuo Yun often said that there were only mother and son in the family, which was too deserted.The smaller the house, the more lively it will be.No matter where you stand and look out, you can easily find each other, so that you feel at home.

Open the low door on the other side of the living room to the backyard.There are a few straight eucalyptus trees that have not yet grown up, and a mud-built honeycomb stands between the branches.This is the thing that scares Mommy so much as to go into the backyard, exactly the same shape as ever.On the courtyard wall by the tree, the wooden stick with cracks is still there. In his ignorant childhood, Zhuo Yang regarded it as a majestic horse, drive!drive!Gallop in the narrow courtyard.

Mom, you should be cleaning in the upstairs room. Remember that when you do housework, you often wear a long indigo dress with elegant lace at the hem.If you heard the noise I was making, you would stick your head out of the window and scold me severely for not going to school.Your hair is soft and neatly parted on both sides, revealing a clean forehead.Mom, let me help you drive away those rampaging bad guys again.

The wooden stick slammed into the nest made of mud, which angered the bee swarm. A large number of yellow and black wasps rushed forward, piercing the body with poisonous needles. It hurt so much!Zhuo Yang waved his arms and beat him, and fled.

While running, while laughing, while shedding tears...

The mother also appeared at this time in the past. She rushed out heroically, holding a thick cotton blanket in her hand, and faced her son and the terrifying bee swarm.The blanket was unfolded and the mother and child were tightly wrapped inside, the humming disappeared, it was very warm and safe.

In the dark, his mother comforted him in a low voice: "Ayang, be strong! In our family, you are the only little man, you must protect mother."

Zhuo Yang clutched his mother's clothes tightly, like grabbing a life-saving straw: "Mom, please, don't get cancer, okay? Don't die, okay? We've always lived in this house, and I will protect you well , to help you get rid of everything you fear..."

He suddenly realized, no, his mother had already died. On a certain night three years ago, at [-]:[-] in the morning, it was cancer that took her life away.

So now, it must be a dream. Only in a dream can people return to the past.

He didn't dare to speak, blink, or make any movements, for fear that he would suddenly wake up from his dream.If he wakes up, everything at this moment—the carefree childhood, the home smelling of sweet food, and the warm embrace of his mother—will all disappear.

Zhuo Yun sighed faintly: "Ah Yang, go, go live with your father. Please help me with the things I can't do in this life. Love him for me..." The voice became louder and louder. The smaller it is, it finally disappears into the endless void.

"Father? But I don't have a father? I don't have a father..." Zhuo Yang desperately held on to the corner of his mother's clothes, and finally even that corner of the clothes turned into swaying smoke and slipped away without a sound...

The thick blanket was still wrapped around his body, and Zhuo Yang knew that he had woken up and returned to this desperate island.

The surroundings are very quiet, the light is scattered on the eyelids, and the chaotic vision is glowing red.He slowly opened his eyes, the walls were glaringly white, the chandelier on the ceiling was strange, this was not his room.From the curtains, to the sofa, to the small table next to the bed, they all looked familiar.Thinking about it, it turned out to be the villa on Jiyu Island.

Zhuo Yang lifted the blanket and sat up, trying to recall how he came here, but his mind was still blank.There was a needle hole on the back of the hand that hadn't disappeared, and the air lingered in the cool smell of alcohol cotton balls. It seemed that Yan Yusi's body was looking for trouble again.

Suddenly remembered that the person who found a killer to kill him was Yan Yusi!An anger that had nowhere to vent welled up in my heart.

Zhuo Yang has always been cautious and tactful, when dealing with people, no matter how disgusted he is in his heart, he will always be polite on the surface.He often warns himself that the relationship between people is complicated, and you never know who will become a stumbling block in your life by chance and coincidence.Therefore, after coming to Yan's house, he always kept Yan Yusi at a respectful distance, and never wanted to provoke him.

It would be extremely stupid to kill Zhuo Yun's son because Zhuo Yun once killed his mother.There are many ways to get revenge.Instead of killing a person, let him live in terror, always feel threatened, but not get actual revenge, this is the real painful thing!

Even if you want to kill someone, at least you have to think about a plan to get out!

Now the murdered person has occupied the murderer's body and survived, but he has to replace the murderer to receive the punishment he deserves!A stupid guy like Yan Yusi, why should he exist in the world, why should he be given the opportunity to hurt and implicate innocent people?

There was no clock in the room, and the phone was missing.Judging from the shadow cast by the sun, it should be near noon.He stretched out his hand and touched his cheek, which felt slightly uncomfortable. It seemed that there was a raised piece, and it was a little numb.I remember that Yan Yaoqin raised his gun, the barrel was pitch black, and he wanted to explain it to him, but he didn't have time to tell the secret.and after?What happened next?

Apart from this slap, I didn't have any physical injuries, and my illness was treated in a timely manner.It seemed that Yan Yaoqin was reluctant to kill the youngest son.His anger, perhaps really stemmed from buying murder, but this "person" is just a reference, and it doesn't matter who died.

Zhuo Yang didn't feel lucky at all for having escaped.This taste is like swallowing a squid raw. The slippery, sticky object is blocked in the throat, and I can't spit it out, I can't swallow it, and I gag.

Just as she was about to get out of bed, there was a gentle knock on the door.After obtaining permission, the head housekeeper Ling Caiyi walked in with a young girl.

The appearance of Ling Caiyi surprised Zhuo Yang. She is the Dinghai Shenzhen in the Yan Mansion and one of Yan Yaoqin's most important people. Although she is only a housekeeper, she can exercise all the rights of the master.Why did she appear on Jiyu Island?Appear in front of yourself?

Steward Ling saw all kinds of doubts on Zhuo Yang's face, so he could only smile politely: "You are awake, check it first, if there is no problem, go downstairs and have something to eat."

The young girl should be a caregiver, and she took her body temperature and blood pressure skillfully, reported to Ling Caiyi softly, and told her to drink more water, keep warm, and so on.

Zhuo Yang dressed slowly, and asked in a low voice, "Aunt Cai, how long have I been asleep?"

"It's been a day and two nights." Ling Caiyi answered while helping him pull his coat.Seeing that he was in a daze, he added carefully, "Mr. Yan sent you here in person. It's relatively quiet here, the air is good, and it's suitable for recuperation."

Zhuo Yang frowned: "Yan... Did Dad leave any words?"

Ling Caiyi stared at him meaningfully, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Mr. has been on guard until the early morning, and only left when your fever subsides. He only told you to rest well and take your medicine on time."

Since it is to recuperate, why send it all the way to this isolated Jiyu Island?Surrounded by the sea on all sides, the island is three quarters of an hour's journey away from the island, and it is very desolate.On the other side of the island, there is a primitive fishing village. There are two ferry boats every morning and evening, which is the only way to communicate with the outside world.As for the location of the villa, if there is no speedboat, it is impossible to get in and out.

A strange idea jumped out of Zhuo Yang's mind, could it be... house arrest?

He casually probed: "Aunt Cai, I have left all my daily necessities at home, can I go back?"

Ling Caiyi seemed to have guessed that he would make such a request, and responded calmly: "I sent someone to pack up all the things you can use, and I will deliver them in the evening. If you need anything else, tell Aunt Cai. Sir, tell you Rest more, don't toss back and forth. There are a lot of things at home these days, a little chaotic, don't worry. Mr. Yan will come to pick you up in person in a week. "

Zhuo Yang couldn't understand his situation more and more.It's only a week, and everything is ready. It doesn't look like a confinement, but more like a leisurely recuperation vacation.Is this the life a murderer deserves?

He shook his head with a wry smile.If he hadn't stepped into Yan's house because of his persistent pursuit of an ideal life, there wouldn't be so many right and wrong.Unfortunately, in this world, the word "if" does not exist at all.For him now, the most important thing is not the past, but the future.

Walking out of the room, Zhuo Yang found that all the thick and soft wool carpets had been removed, and a faint smell of disinfectant remained in the corner.Yan Yaoqin was really considerate and considerate to his youngest son.

Lunch is very simple, there are not many tricks, but fortunately, it is all my favorite food, which fills my stomach quickly.Peeking out, there were six or seven people in the room including Ling Caiyi and the nurse.The rest are young men who appear to be bodyguards.From the fact that Aunt Cai immediately brought someone to check upon waking up in the morning, her bedroom should be under surveillance.Then don't think about it, the communication is also restricted.

The weather was fine in the afternoon, and Zhuo Yang proposed to go for a walk.After Ling Caiyi asked for the opinion of the nurse, she didn't stop her, but said that she had to bring someone with her.Zhuo Yang glanced carefully at the men who looked like bodyguards, and pointed to one of them: "It must be him."

When eating at noon, those people were not far away. Aunt Cai brought out soup, and several rushed forward to help.Only this man reacted half a beat slower.He was stared at by someone just now, and his eyes were unconsciously looking at the toe of the shoe. It can be seen that he is an honest person, and he looks much younger than the others.Pay attention to Ling Caiyi's greeting, and know that his name is Ayi.

Zhuo Yang walked out of the villa, slowly walked up the huge reef along the slope on one side, and stood on a high place to have a panoramic view of the whole beach.The bodyguard named Ayi followed far behind, not disturbing his interest in watching the scenery at all.

On this fan-shaped unnamed beach, there are several other villas scattered. Because of the overlapping rock groups, they cannot see each other.At his feet, a small red brick and stone building can be seen in the distance, and a long wooden trestle extends from the courtyard to the sea.The past few times I came here, there was always no one there, and it must have been vacant all the time.

On the beach in front of the yard, squatting a man in a black sweatshirt.With his trouser legs rolled up, he focused on building a sand castle, with a peaceful and peaceful expression, like a child with no distracting thoughts.The setting sun slanted over, stretching the shadows long.White waves came slowly from the horizon, washed up on the beach, left foam all over the floor, and turned away.

Soon, a tall man with curly black hair came running from the pier and joined the childish game.The two of them didn't speak, but cooperated tacitly, and the castle was built little by little, becoming more and more magnificent and exquisite.Unknowingly, Hailang stole the shoes, and Curly went after them, but tripped on all fours and stumbled on the sand castle, ruining all the hard work.

I couldn't hear their conversation, but I saw one was thrown into the water by the other's ears, fell and hit, and the two were playing and playing in the shallow waves. This scene fascinated Zhuo Yang.Unknowingly, a smile bloomed from the corner of his mouth.

I kept watching the two people pushing and shoving each other and disappearing in the depths of the courtyard intimately, and then I suddenly realized that the warm and peaceful life belonged to others, and those happy and relaxed moods belonged to others. Nothing at all.

He took a deep breath, pursed his lips tightly, and after a long time, he regained his smiling and gentle expression.Turning his head to look, the bodyguard Ayi was standing upright with a serious and business-like face.

Zhuo Yang glanced at him casually, and found that he was wearing a new ring on his ring finger.The other hand always turned the ring unconsciously, which seemed somewhat unnatural.So he spoke kindly: "Brother Yi, right? You just got married, right?"

"Ah? Yes, yes..." Ah Yi was very surprised at how well the young master of the Yan family understood him, but due to his status, he tried his best to restrain his emotions.

Zhuo Yang patted his arm seemingly inadvertently: "You will have to work very hard soon after you are newlyweds. My wife must be reluctant to let you work so hard, right?"

Everyone has their own soft and defenseless side, it's just hidden in different shades.

Sure enough, Ah Yi's expression no longer looked like a plastic dummy, with a somewhat shy smile on his face: "We are part-time workers, but there is nothing we can do. It is not bad to follow a boss like Mr. Yan. Not harsh."

Zhuo Yang blinked mischievously: "I won't be able to see the newlywed wife for a few days, don't you miss her?"

Ah Yi scratched his head embarrassingly: "It's only been a week, how can I be so obsessed with it, I'm very old-fashioned, I carry a photo with me, and occasionally take it out to have a look, haha."

From this point of view, Ling Caiyi's one-week period is not a lie.

"You two have such a good relationship!" Zhuo Yang sincerely expressed his envy.

Ah Yi put down his guard, and gradually talked more: "Get married, you will be a family in the future, if you are not good to your own family, who is good to you..."

"Yeah... If you don't treat your family well, who would you treat..." Zhuo Yang looked at the sunset in the distance, the entire sea level was dyed golden red, and the sunset glow reflected in his eyes, glowing red, like blood.

After being silent for a while, Zhuo Yang tried to ask in a soft voice: "Brother Yi, I've been sleeping for two days and I've been sleepless, did my elder brother come to see me in the morning?"

Ah Yi was stunned: "No, how is it possible. I heard that the young master went to the United States to discuss business with some company surnamed Hu, and he left yesterday. Is this young master dreaming?"

Zhuo Yang smiled embarrassingly: "If you sleep too much, your energy will be bad, and you will be stupid. He must have gone with my aunt. I wish I had known better and asked them to bring gifts back."

Between bodyguards and bodyguards, the news is always well-informed, and Ah Yi did not hide anything: "I heard that Ms. Kang was sent to the East Island. I don't know if it is accurate. When the young master was ill yesterday, there It was very chaotic, and I heard Miss Kang quarreling with others, and finally ran out crying. But don't worry, we are all a family, bumps and bumps are inevitable."

Zhuo Yang nodded thoughtfully, wondering what Yan Yaoqin was up to.Yan Yuxing has been in charge of contacting the Hu family, so it is not surprising to send him to the United States.What is Kang Yuzhu doing in East Island?The Yan family doesn't seem to have any decent business there.Is this a distribution?

Alright, Zhuo Yang, don't think too highly of yourself.That woman has been by Yan Yaoqin's side for many years, she is by no means a simple person.Not to mention anything else, the business secrets she possessed alone must not be less.Could it be that the news of Yan Yusi's death got out, and Yan Yaoqin was afraid that Zhuo's family would make some moves and would have conflicts with Kang Yuzhu, so he sent her away in advance to protect her?This is quite in line with Yan Yaoqin's treacherous and cunning style.Since Kang Yuzhu had planned so well, how would he deal with Yan Yusi?

If Yan Yaoqin spared Yan Yusi so easily, he really couldn't accept it in his heart.But if Yan Yaoqin wanted to punish him, he would have to reveal his identity and tell the secret, such a result was also unacceptable.

What Zhuo Yang hates the most in his life is entangled people and entangled things, but at this moment he himself is deeply trapped in entangled emotions and cannot extricate himself, becoming the kind of person he hates the most.

Suddenly, some unusual feeling surged out, and he recalled very sensitively that when Ling Caiyi took care of him to get up in the morning, he neither called Yusi nor the young master...