Reborn Tiger Poison Eater

On the third day of Yan Yusi's hospitalization, Yan Yaoqin finally stopped by his eldest son to visit him after repeated "inadvertent" reminders.

The corridors of the hospital were empty and silent, filled with the strong smell of disinfectant, wafting back and forth like a dark wind, sending chills down one's spine.Pushing open the door, one step, from the dark to the bright in an instant, the sun hits head-on, irritating the eyeballs.

Yan Yusi leaned on the head of the bed with his knees bent, one hand hanging on the edge of the bed for infusion, and the other holding a book, flipping through it boredly.Kang Yuzhu sat on the single sofa on one side, patiently peeling the fruit with a knife.Both of them were in the shining whiteness of the whole world, and the image seemed a little illusory.

Both aunt and nephew have inherited Kang Yurou's beauty.My sister-in-law Kang Yuzhu is about the same age as Yan Yaoqin. Although she has worked hard to take care of her, time is not forgiving.In order to cover up the tiny traces at the corners of the eyes and brows, she always paints her makeup in an extremely luxurious and delicate way, but she doesn't know that cosmetics can cover up a person's aura, beauty is beautiful, but it is a bit gaudy with white.

A woman with a lot of worries will always age faster, regardless of her body or temperament.

On the contrary, Yan Yusi, even though he is a boy, is delicate and transparent, with picturesque eyebrows, but also a hearty and heroic appearance, no matter where he is, he is as bright as a pearl.

Hearing the sound of the door, Yan Yusi raised his head, called "Dad" faintly, and then turned his gaze back to the book.This is very inconsistent with his usual turbulent words and deeds.

After thinking about it, I don't think it's strange.He always liked to play with his temper, picky and unruly, after he got sick and was admitted to the hospital this time, he didn't come to visit him for a long time, so he would inevitably lose his temper and ignore others because of being neglected.When encountering such a situation, there is no need to coax him at all, just let him go.Yan Yusi has a childish temper, can't keep things in his mind, and forgets them all in a blink of an eye.

Kang Yuzhu raised her eyes slightly, saw that it was her brother-in-law, and greeted her with a smile, then lowered her head and concentrated on peeling the fruit.

The room was too quiet, giving the illusion of stuffiness.Yan Yaoqin walked to the other side, opened the window, and there was a vast green lawn downstairs. A gust of breeze rushed into the room, mixed with the dry fragrance of fallen leaves and soil, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

The moment he turned his head, he saw Yan Yusi bathed in the comfortable breeze. He straightened his back, stretched his shoulders lazily, a leisurely smile appeared on his face unconsciously, and the hair on his forehead was blown up, revealing a bright smile. Big eyes, long and curly eyelashes, dark and shiny eyes...

Yan Yaoqin's heart was startled, as if an electric current spread all over his body, and he couldn't move.

This sudden look in his eyes was strangely merged with a certain scene that he had been thinking about... There was a white mist rising all around, deep in the dense forest, amidst the mist, a deep pool... There were clouds passing by, and there was wind Light, floral, bird singing...

Yan Yaoqin trembled, his hairs stood on end, and his chest throbbed.

After calming down and looking carefully, the person is still Yan Yusi.The big eyes are empty, and the long eyelashes flicker, like a beautiful porcelain placed in an art gallery for people to watch, no matter how finely crafted it is, it is dead.

Yan Yaoqin shook his head in disappointment.

Kang Yuzhu on the side cut the apples into small pieces, put them into a crystal plate, put them on the bedside table, and asked Yan Yusi softly: "Can I ask Aunt Cai to prepare barley porridge at night? Put a few ginkgo fruits in."

Yan Yusi's pretty face immediately wrinkled bitterly, covered his mouth with his hands, and made an exaggerated gesture of vomiting.He has a strong taste by nature, loves spicy food, and hates sweet and soft food the most.However, because of my health, I can only eat light and healthy food, so I will get into trouble after three or two days.

Yan Yaoqin showed a helpless wry smile, this is really the willful and delicate young son, all his thoughts are clearly written on his face, even the way of resistance is extremely childish.

At his age, Yan Yuxing has already discussed the current situation in Lidao with his father in a decent manner at the desk in the study, but now Yan Yusi may not even know the specific name of the head of the current government.This is naturally the result of indulgence and laissez-faire.

A child who has no worries about food and clothing and lacks discipline is either a dude or a poor child, this is also fate.I promised to keep him safe, but I didn't promise to keep him successful. There is nothing wrong with being a handsome young man who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun.

Huo Di, a vicious thought popped up - if the one who died was Yan Yusi, the one who survived was Zhuo Yang...

Yan Yaoqin shook his head vigorously, quickly got rid of this terrible thought, and let himself regain his senses.What's going on here?Bewitched?Could it be... Zhuo Yang's resentment refused to forgive himself?

Kang Yuzhu put away the book in Yan Yusi's hand, stuffed a few pieces of fruit into his mouth, and then turned to ask Yan Yaoqin: "What would brother-in-law want to drink?"

Yan Yaoqin asked absently, "Is there any coffee?"

Kang Yuzhu's bright red lips curled up to both sides, as if they had been rehearsed, they spread at a precise fifteen-degree angle: "Send it right away!"

Turning around and leaving, the heels of his shoes hit the ground with a crisp sound, and he walked swayingly in just a few steps.It's a pity that Yan Yaoqin was not in the mood to watch the graceful figure look back and smile at all, and let down her hard work.

Only father and son were left in the ward. After a moment of silence, Yan Yaoqin asked abruptly, "Yusi, Dad wants to ask you something. That day, when you were held hostage in the VIP room of the gallery, your second brother... said what?"

I still remember the last sentence that Zhuo Yang struggled to utter with his lips moving, because he couldn't hear, guess, or read, which made him sleepless at night and had trouble sleeping and eating.

Yan Yusi raised his eyebrows suspiciously, with disdain on his face: "Zhuo Yang? He said so many words, I don't know which one?" He has always been very repulsive to this brother who appeared out of thin air, and always called him by his first name.

Yan Yaoqin barely held back his smiling face, and patiently explained: "That's... When you knew that Dad would rescue someone first, he once said a word. Tell Dad, what did he say?"

"Dad—Dad—" Yan Yusi pursed his mouth in dissatisfaction, and drew a long voice, "I was very uncomfortable at the time, how could I notice so much. Dad, what's the matter with asking about this?" Picking up the phone, he lowered his head and fiddled with it playfully.

"I... Forget it, it's nothing!" Yan Yaoqin was suddenly speechless.

I can't let go?I regret?Why am I?In fact, I also really want to understand...

He suppressed the boredom in his heart, took out his cigarette case, walked to the next lounge in a few steps, and closed the door heavily.

Yan Yusi maintained the posture just now, his eyes were facing the phone screen, but his eyes were condensed in the void a few inches above the screen, biting his lower lip tightly, for a long time, he hummed self-deprecatingly.

The autumn wind is blowing everywhere, and the drizzle is slightly cool.

This is already the first few sleepless nights.Because of poor sleep, his temper became extremely irritable, and he couldn't sleep peacefully.At this moment, Yan Yaoqin was standing by the window on the [-]th floor of the lakeside apartment, looking at the entire Royal Avenue below him, where the vehicles shuttled into colorful lines and flowed at high speed, as if those complicated and uncontrollable comings and goings in life.

Standing tall, seeing far, but the heights are too cold.

This is the loneliness of Yan Yaoqin, the loneliness of being above the world, the loneliness of being on the top of the mountain, this is the loneliness of one being a king and all being ministers, a lonely family...

No one knew that he escaped from Daoyan's mansion in Xiangfenli, in order to avoid Zhuo Yang's resentment.

In the dead of night, there are always faint and fast footsteps in the corridor, floating around, like Zhuo Yang, who is light, quick and silent like a little fox.

However, the smell of turpentine was pervasive, quickly dyed all the furniture, decorations, clothes, shoes and socks like a plague, making people unable to breathe.

Those glass, mirrors, all smooth surfaces, once covered with a layer of mist, will gradually show the graffiti left by Zhuo Yang in the past, all kinds of strange things, lifelike.

……

So he lived in a lakeside apartment.

Seeing that the boss has been very angry these days, Zan Wu took it upon himself to order someone to send over someone who can "coax people".Yan Yaoqin is in his prime of life, he has no scruples about sex, he can take both men and women, but they are all just to meet his physical needs, and he has never maintained a stable relationship with anyone, not even a lover who can barely be regarded as a lover.

Soon, a docile and cute boy like a bunny was sent to the top floor by a direct elevator.

This time Zanwu flattered the horse's leg, and the boss showed a bit of displeasure when he saw the young man outside the door.After a brief silence, Yan Yaoqin raised his hand: "Come in."

The feeling of loneliness is not good, he needs someone to accompany him.

After taking a bath, the young man walked towards the big bed with only a snow-white towel around him, carrying a strong fragrance of roses.Yan Yaoqin was half-lying on the bedside smoking a cigarette, his eyes were erraticly looking at the rain outside the window, his expression was invisible.

On the spotless carpet, there was a small light yellow piece of paper. The boy picked it up curiously, looked at the writing on it, and unconsciously read aloud: "Dad, please remember to attend the reception this afternoon..."

Yan Yaoqin carefully placed this note in his wallet, pressing it very flat.Probably when I was changing clothes just now, I accidentally slipped and fell to the ground.

Before the boy could read all the words, he heard Yan Yaoqin shout angrily: "Who told you to touch it!"

"It's not me..." The young man was frightened, loosened his hands, and the piece of paper fell silently, falling to his feet, and the water droplets that hadn't been wiped off the ends of his hair slid down and dripped on the note.

Yan Yaoqin turned over and got out of bed, rushed over with big strides, and picked it up. The drop of water was falling on the word "Zhuo Yang", and it was smeared, like a weeping tear.

"Get out!" Yan Yaoqin shouted with his back to the young man.The sound is so cold that it can almost freeze a person's blood.

Yan Yaoqin, who was born in the underworld, was never afraid of gods and ghosts, but he believed in fate.

He thinks he is vicious enough, people block and kill people, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.The number of lives is heavy enough that even demons and ghosts have to give up three points.

But in recent days, everything around me is not right, and there is a weird feeling that I can't explain clearly.So I picked an auspicious day and climbed up to Baiyan Peak on foot.

Baiyan Peak is located on the seaside of the Outer Islands. The mountains are magnificent and the scenery is beautiful. There are ancient temples and Taoist temples all over the place. It is also an excellent place for many people to escape from the world and practice.In the meantime lived a secluded layman Liaoyin, with white hair and a childlike face, with a fairy demeanor, good at resolving fate, and was quite famous inside and outside the island.Because they have been enshrined by the Yan family all the year round, they have known each other for a long time, and there are few scruples when speaking.Whenever Yan Yaoqin encounters any difficulty, big or small, he will always go first to listen to his advice.

Knowing all kinds of doubts in Yan Yaoqin's heart, Liao Yin smiled slightly: "The day you brought Master Zhuo Yang home, I told you that he is the fate of pomegranate wood, with a strong nature, and can be combined into good luck with civil engineering, water and gold. .But the sea, the water is vast, and when you meet, you will be poor, sick, and wandering. And you are the fate of the sea, so everything is a definite number. The so-called grievances are only in your heart."

Yan Yaoqin bowed his head in silence for a long time, and then asked for advice: "According to the layman, even though the second son has influenced me, but he is no longer there, why am I still depressed and difficult to resolve?"

Liao Yin carefully explained the confusion: "The sea is full of rivers and rivers, and the ocean is endless. But it is not suitable to see the lights..." Yan Yusi, the youngest son, is exactly this fate.

Yan Yaoqin was taken aback: "Water has always been able to overcome fire, not to mention my fate is extremely hard, what harm can he do to me?"

"Covering the lamp is a fire that is bright at night in the world. It is auspicious when it meets yin, and it is unfavorable when it meets yang. The most taboo is the water of the sea, fearing that the wind will blow the lamp out, so he has been weak and sick since he was a child. But after Master Zhuo Yang came, when fire met wood, Then it rose ragingly, and for a while the turbulence was unstoppable, even though Mr. Yan, you have a huge force, there are times when you can't get enough of it."

Yan Yaoqin thought for a moment, and then asked: "How to resolve it?"

"Currently, if you can send people far away from your side and escape the temporary fortune, then everything will be safe."

The sound of the conversation faintly spread into the inner room, where a person was listening quietly with a calm expression.The slender fingers were placed on the table, stained with water from the edge of the teacup, unconsciously sketching...

The author has something to say:

Regarding the numerology, I am making nonsense, please don't take it seriously.

In terms of age setting, Yan Yaoqin is 39 years old, Zhuo Yang is 17 years old, and Yan Yusi is 15 years old.After careful consideration, the three of them will not be the above-mentioned fates anyway.