Rebirth of Chopping

When Yang Qingyu woke up from his sleep, Yang Hao had disappeared.

At this moment, he was lying on a big soft bed, covered with a soft quilt. Ever since he became a mermaid, he never thought that he would be able to sleep on the bed again.

After leaving the water for a day, Yang Qingyu's body didn't seem to have any adverse reactions. He propped up his body with his hands, and carefully observed the bedroom with sleepy eyes.

The warm and simple tones are completely unlike Yang Hao's style. The curtains are actually made of sky blue fabric with SpongeBob SquarePants, and even the chandelier above the head reveals a childlike taste.

But I don't know what's going on, Yang Qingyu looks at this bedroom now, and it's strange that there is no sense of disobedience.On the contrary, I feel that this style looks very suitable to my taste.

Where did Yang Hao go?What should I do now?With these questions in mind, Yang Qingyu suddenly noticed a small mechanical car on the ground beside the bed. Although he had never seen such a thing before, Yang Qingyu vaguely felt the car It's for him.

Carefully moving his body with his hands, Yang Qingyu climbed onto the small car covered with soft blankets. He looked down at the up, down, left, and right buttons next to the armrest, and after a moment of consideration, he lightly pressed an arrow for ↑ button.

As expected, the car moved, and Yang Qingyu was both surprised and delighted. He carefully drove the little mechanical car through the bedroom and into the living room.Yang Hao is still not there, the glass of the aquarium on the other side of the living room has been raised back, and the water is also filled, but those poor tropical fish probably won't survive.

Yang Qingyu glanced at the empty living room, and felt a little helpless. He had been kept in a cage since the moment he was caught by humans, but now he was released suddenly, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

After thinking for a while, Yang Qingyu turned his attention to the TV set opposite the sofa... I have been away from the human world for so long, and I don't know what happened recently.

The remote control is thoughtfully placed on the coffee table, and together with the remote control are a few books, some freshly baked biscuits, and a cup of warm milk, "..." It is impossible to say that there is no touch in my heart , after seeing Yang Hao's indifference, he saw his tenderness in another gesture.

Moving his body to the sofa, Yang Qingyu pressed the button on the remote control.

A familiar voice sounded, and Yang Qingyu realized that it was exactly [-] o'clock in the evening, the news broadcast time, and the content broadcasted was still so old-fashioned and even the same, but Yang Qingyu stared intently at this extremely official program, feeling like he never He didn't realize that the column that he had always disliked was so attractive.

People, you don't know what to cherish until you lose it. It's really cheap.

Stuffing a piece of biscuit into his mouth, which he would never touch before, Yang Qingyu puffed his cheeks and chewed, and moved the biscuit crumbs on the sofa with Pu's hand a little clumsily... At this moment, he didn't notice that his He acted like a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, clumsy and careful, and could get carried away with joy over little things.

Picking up the cup and taking a sip of the warm milk, Yang Qingyu suddenly heard a noise at the door, he turned his head to see if Yang Hao had come back, but at the moment when the footsteps approached, he saw a person who would not die. people who forget.

Yang Qingke.The younger brother who was three years younger than him actually appeared in front of his eyes.

At this moment, Yang Qingke has completely lost the high-spirited look he had a few months ago. His face, which was habitually wearing a frivolous smile that Yang Qingyu hated, turned extremely gloomy. His right eye was covered with a black blindfold, showing The white of his left eye outside was covered with dense bloodshot eyes, and his clothes were no longer as glamorous as a playboy, but simply wearing a black suit. Looking at him now, he would never have imagined that this person was only a few days away. A month ago he was a carefree playboy.

Just like Yang Qingyu's astonishment, Yang Qingke was also stunned by the red mermaid who was eating biscuits, drinking milk, and watching the news broadcast in front of him. He rubbed his left eye vigorously, and then was surprised. I found that the creature in front of me was not my own illusion!

The sea monster that was supposed to only appear in legends actually appeared in Yang Hao's bedroom, lying on the sofa eating biscuits and drinking milk? ! !Is he crazy or is the world crazy? ? ! !Excited by the mermaid in front of him, Yang Qingke snorted coldly, and said to the communicator on the collar: "A few people here."

"..." Yang Qingyu's eyes widened when he heard the words. It was not difficult for him to see the identity of Yang Qingke who appeared in front of him——Yang Hao would not allow him to enter his bedroom at will, but Now that Yang Qingke entered Yang Hao's bedroom as an intruder, he obviously no longer cared about Yang Hao!Yang Qingke betrayed Yang Hao!

This realization made Yang Qingyu's nerves tense, but only then did he realize that facing Yang Qingke who suddenly broke in, he had no strength to fight back at all, his teeth were ground off, his nails were Clipped flat, even his voice was muffled, and on dry land his ability to escape was reduced to a minimum.

The turtle in the urn.Cold sweat overflowed on his forehead, Yang Qingyu looked at Yang Qingke's slightly squinted eyes, and unexpectedly saw the shadow of Yang Hao from this younger brother who was not doing business.

"...Yang Hao." The original handsome expression became a little distorted because of hatred, Yang Qingke laughed: "You can get such a pet... really worthy of... Dad."

"..." Yang Qingyu lay motionless on the sofa, he knew that if Yang Qingke had already controlled this area, his struggle would be useless.

But would Yang Hao be so easily tricked by Yang Qingke? !Yang Qingyu never believed that Yang Qingke had the ability to control Yang Hao. According to his guess, the most likely possibility of such a situation was that Yang Hao had not discovered Yang Qingke's betrayal.

What a disaster, Yang Qingyu thought helplessly when he was picked up by several people and put into a huge box, he felt that he was shot even if he was lying down.

Accompanied by the box being pulled, sharp gunshots and human shouts suddenly sounded all around. Yang Qingyu felt that the box containing him was bumping very hard. He didn't know how long it had passed. Qingyu carefully tapped on the wooden box, making a slight "bump" sound.

The light came in from the top of his head, Yang Qingyu looked up, and saw Yang Qingke's face still stained with blood.

"Don't be afraid." The voice was hoarse, and Yang Qingke showed an ugly smile: "I won't hurt you."

...Yang Qingyu looked at the younger brother with complicated emotions, but didn't say anything.

"Someone will come to pick us up in a while." With all his strength, he carried Yang Qingyu out of the box. Yang Qingke's body was already soaked in blood, and he stroked Yang Qingyu's cheek with trembling hands. Face: "... how lucky, he can get such a beautiful thing, why... why is God so unfair... I don't want to be Yang Hao's son, not at all..."

Yang Qingyu let Yang Qingke hold him, he felt warm blood flowing down Yang Qingke's skin against his own, should Yang Qingke die?Yang Qingyu's answer is yes, he is not the Holy Mother, and it is difficult to have a good impression of this half-brother who caused his current situation. If he hadn't forced him, he would not want to betray Yang Hao, besides, he still the ultimate cause of his own death.

But now Yang Qingyu feels that it is difficult for him to push away Yang Qingke's snuggling... because they have something in common, and that is Yang Hao's harm to them.

In the initial growth, the indifferent tone of that father had already occupied their lives, and those wounds had covered the bodies and minds of Yang Qingyu and Yang Qingke unconsciously with the passage of time.

Yang Qingke did not die in the end, and his subordinates appeared in front of Yang Qingyu when Yang Qingke was about to bleed to death. However, to Yang Qingyu's surprise, they had no idea about Yang Qingyu's existence. Instead of being surprised, he sent the seriously injured Yang Qingke and Yang Qingyu, who was covered in Yang Qingke's blood, onto the helicopter with a calm attitude.

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There is a woman sitting in front of Yang Hao.

There is no trace of time on the face. The woman who has been standing for a long time has light makeup, and her delicate and white fingers are holding a cup of warm tea.

"You promised me." There was no sign of anxiety, the woman seemed to be telling someone else's affairs: "Yang Hao, you violated our agreement."

"Of course I promised." Yang Hao was expressionless, he looked at the woman as if he was looking at a lifeless dead person: "But your son has already touched my bottom line."

"..." There was a glimmer of haze in the woman's eyes, and then her calmness returned: "He is also your son."

"Yes." Yang Hao said indifferently, "He is my son, so what?"

"Yang Hao." The woman's expression finally twisted because of Yang Hao's words, she sneered: "He is the seed of your Yang family, and you are the only heir left."

"The Yang family has never needed an heir." Yang Hao said flatly, not responding to the woman's threat.

"But don't forget what you promised me!!! You promised not to hurt him again!!" The woman screamed: "But what did you do today??"

"Then you have to ask what your son did first." Losing interest in talking to women, Yang Hao stood up: "Bring me back my things, and I will spare Yang Qingke's life, otherwise, Er Lan, You know what I'll do."

"..." Panting heavily, the woman named Er Lan bit her teeth. She stared at Yang Hao's departing figure with hatred, her ferocious appearance seemed to want to eat his flesh and blood.