The Price of Rebirth [System]

"After going back this week, it's best to focus on recuperation. Although the cast has been removed, it's best not to do frequent strenuous activities."

"Okay, thank you doctor."

Giving the attending physician a warm smile with some gratitude, Zhang Chongji helped Father Wu carefully out of the door of the diagnosis and treatment room.

"It's not that I'm too old to leave, why should I help?" Although being supported by his son so caringly, Father Wu's face was not as relieved as expected, instead he wanted to break free from his supporting hand as if angry, " If you do something that makes dad sad, why do you care what dad does? Just let me fall to my death!"

"Dad..." Zhang Chongji sighed lightly, put his hands on his shoulders, and said helplessly to Father Wu's angry face, "Your leg injury is just right, why are you talking so nonsense?"

Ever since Yuan Ke told Wu's father about his relationship with Yuan Cheng that day, Wu's father had been holding his breath. After that, no matter how many times Zhang Chongji came to see him, or how much he followed him, Wu's father also faced him. He didn't have a good face to look at.

But this is only on the surface, after all, it is his own son, although Wu's father was angry and annoyed after that, but the part of his heart is not without his son. Seeing his son go home with such a sad face, he is serious on the surface. With a cold face, in fact, the heart and the liver are all pulled together.

It's just that he had to make such an appearance, so that his son would change his mind, so that this impossible relationship could not last.

He is not that ignorant father who beats mandarin ducks and does not fulfill his son's feelings. Even if his son likes a man, he will admit it, but even if he is a man, he has to be measured!

Who is Yuan Cheng?The well-known gold medal lawyer, the well-known young master of the Yuan family, the future marriage must be a good match, no matter how you marry it, he must be a daughter of a thousand gold, how could he be with his son all the time?

Not only does he say that his family is not rich, but the gender of his son is enough to be insulted and ridiculed by outsiders. How could the young master of the Yuan family be gay?It must be his son who made the trouble worse, maybe someone else came out and said that he believed it was his son's seduction, so it was not his son who was wronged?Let's take ten thousand steps back, even if we are together, we must be raised as children, so the filial son that I have been thinking about is being taken care of by a man, even if it is the young master he respects, even if it is him. Will the parents of the young master agree?It is impossible to think about it.

Between the young master and his own son, Wu's father chose without any hesitation.

Although I am very familiar with the character of the young master, it is different if the person he is dating is his beloved son. Father Wu's attitude towards Yuan Cheng can be said to be very complicated, even if he is of good character Respectable young master, but there will always be a thought of deceiving his precious son floating in his mind.

"Xiaojing, Dad is telling you seriously." Father Wu straightened his face with a straight face, and the previous kind face looked unusually serious at this moment, "You can like men, but you must never be with him. The eldest and young master are together."

"Dad..." Zhang Chongji lowered his eyes, then raised them to look at him seriously, "I don't like men, I only like Brother Yuan, but he happens to be a man."

"You—" Sullen breath came to his heart, Father Wu pointed at Zhang Chongji with trembling fingers, gasped for a few breaths but couldn't speak as if he was holding back.

"Dad, you don't need to say too much," Zhang Chongji smiled bitterly, his eyes a little sad, "I know how to measure, and I have thought about various endings and consequences... But, Dad..."

Zhang Chongji stroked half of his cheek with his palm, lowered his head slightly and couldn't see his expression clearly, but his tone was lowly disappointed and annoyed: "Emotions can't be controlled."

Wu's father looked at him for a while, and finally heaved a sigh, patted him on the shoulder, with the distress of being a father in his eyes: "Forget it, let's not talk about this... Let's go home."

"En." Responding softly, Zhang Chongji suppressed the sadness in his eyes, and helped Father Wu out of the hospital gate.

It was already afternoon when Father Wu completed the discharge procedures, and since this day was his day off, Zhang Chongji planned to go to the vegetable market to buy some good food and make a meal for Father Wu at home, as a celebration of his discharge from the hospital.

Father Wu had been pretending to be strict since he heard what Zhang Chongji said in the hospital just now, so how could he continue to pretend now, so he had to return to his original appearance of a loving father, looking at his son's face The smiling man was counting the price with the vegetable vendor. Father Wu saw it and felt pain in his heart.

How could such a filial son end up in such an ending?

At this time, Father Wu has completely imagined the scenes of his son being spurned by outsiders and being cruelly abandoned by the young master. The worry in his heart is like putting his heart on a frying pan, and he has never thought about it. If the eldest young master treats his son sincerely, he would rather resist his parents and stay with him. After all, in front of the son-controlling father, whoever snatches his son is a scumbag!

In this way, the status of the young master in Wu's father's heart has quietly declined since he learned about this relationship.

"Dad, what are you thinking? The food has been bought, let's go back." Zhang Chongji lifted the plastic bag in his hand towards Father Wu with a gentle smile, "I seem to have bought a lot of meat, you like to eat fish , do you want to buy another fish?"

"No, no, no, these dishes are enough for us."

The more Wu's father thought about it, the more bitter he became. If Zhang Chongji hadn't interrupted him, he was afraid that he would have been brought to tears by his brain supply, so he quickly wiped away the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes and pretended to be nonchalant.

It's just that Zhang Chongji couldn't see the obvious movement of wiping tears?

Zhang Chongji was carrying a plastic bag of vegetables and fresh meat, and looked at him worriedly: "Dad, what's wrong?"

"It's all right, let's go back quickly, I'm hungry," Father Wu laughed and patted his son on the shoulder, "You kid should have a good meal tonight."

"That's for sure, Dad, just wait and see." Zhang Chongji finally smiled, and Wu's father put his arms around his shoulders and walked towards the residential area.

After changing the previous atmosphere, the father and son came downstairs to their house smoothly, talking and laughing, very happy, and Zhang Chongji also explained to him the problem of working in Yuan's house.

Even if he lost the bet, Wu's father would no longer be able to work in Yuan's house. As for the two weeks' salary, Zhang Chongji would just forget it.

The bet was lost, but he won a heart, so it seems to be quite a deal, isn't it?

Although Wu's father felt a little sorry for losing this good job, if he wanted to have a relationship between his son and the young master, it would always feel a little inappropriate for him to be a housekeeper in the Yuan family.

The man who stole his son was in front of him every day, and he still had to serve him. Father Wu felt a little suffocated when he thought about it.

"Dad, you are still resting at home for the past half month. Don't go looking for a job when you are old." Zhang Chongji's eyes were bent, he looked at Father Wu gently, and his tone was full of pleading, "You can Let’s enjoy life at home, if you’re bored, you can play chess at Old Wang’s next door or go for a walk in the small alley, is that okay?”

Father Wu's face was gratified, but his eyes were a little hesitant: "But..."

As if he knew what he was worried about, Zhang Zhong smiled knowingly, held Father Wu's callused hand and said softly, "Dad, don't worry, I won't work hard. The principal arranged for me to be a sole tutor, and the salary is several times higher than before. Times, enough for our expenses."

Father Wu looked at his son with relief, his nose was a little sore, he couldn't help but patted his shoulder vigorously and said, "I've grown up, I really have grown up, and I know how to take care of my father."

Zhang Chongji didn't say anything about it, just lowered his eyes and smiled faintly.

When the father and son were about to go downstairs, Wu's father stopped abruptly and looked in the direction of his door in surprise. Zhang Chong himself followed his gaze, but saw a group of people blocking the door of the stairs. A rather familiar black car.

It seems... where have I seen it?

Father Wu looked at his pensive face, and seemed to sense the doubts in his heart, and explained in a respectful tone: "That's the second young master's car."

Although it is said that he will not be the housekeeper of the Yuan family, after all, he has been doing it for decades, and he is familiar with the young masters' cars, and the respect he has for the young masters after years of housekeeping training cannot be easily changed. Yes, so it is inevitable that there is still a bit of respect in the tone.

Second young master?Isn't that Yuan Ke?

Zhang Chongji looked at the black car here, and then he suddenly remembered seeing it at the door when he and Fu Jun got drunk back to Yuan's house, and was mocked by Yuan Ke.

However, was it really impossible to hold back so openly and blocked the door of his house?

Ever since the forced kiss, Zhang Chongji knew that Yuan Ke would come after hearing the system prompt that Yuan Ke liked him, but it was earlier than expected.

He thought Yuan Ke could calm down for a while.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chong couldn't help but look at the car carefully again, wondering if it was his own delusional illusion, why did he feel that there was no one in the car?

"Dad, is anyone in the car?"

"Let me take a look... it seems that there is no one there." Father Wu squinted his eyes and looked at it. After confirming that there was no one in the car, he couldn't help but wondered,

"It's really strange. What is the second young master's car driving here? Besides, there is no one in the car, so where did the second young master go?"

Zhang Chongji pursed the corners of his lips, and frowned at Father Wu while carrying the plastic bag: "Dad, let's go and have a look."

Father Wu agreed, and the father and son walked over, with surprised expressions on their faces as they passed by the car.

Who is that man who is leaning against the door of the car, drinking muddy water, if not Yuan Ke?

At this time, Yuan Ke was far less domineering and arrogant than before, his suit was crumpled and stuck to his body, and his usual cleanliness was casually sitting astride the car door, regardless of the dirty dirt under his suit pants. Gray hair, a little messy, a leather shoe was thrown somewhere, it was funny to show the foot in the white sock, and the handsome face was a little red, with closed eyes and tight thin lips It made him a little painful to get up.

Because he was sitting under the back door of the car, he was invisible from the direction he walked just now, so it was no wonder that he was suspicious that there was no one in the car, so he was sitting here in such a slovenly manner.

Who would have imagined that the high-spirited and serious demon king would look so decadent at this time?

Zhang Chongji frowned, looking at Yuan Ke's face was a little stiff, he could smell the pungent and strong smell of alcohol even standing not far from him.

Compared with Zhang Chongji's calm expression, Father Wu panicked. Even though he was no longer the housekeeper of the Yuan family, how could he not panic when he saw the young master who had served for many years sitting in front of their house like this?

Walking forward a few steps, Wu's father squatted down and tried to help the man on the ground.

"Second Young Master, what's wrong with you Second Young Master? How can you sit here!"

It seemed that Father Wu's shouting and the movement of his hands had an effect. Yuan Ke opened his eyes and stared at Father Wu in a trance, then pushed him away impatiently, and said in a violent tone, "Why are you Old man, what about him? I want to see him!"

Father Wu was pushed so staggered that he almost fell to the ground. Before Wu Jing could help him, Yuan Ke started to cry out on the ground.

"Wu Jing, come out for me! Wu Jing!"

God, has he been shouting like this before?

Zhang Chongji's face was a little stiff, and Wu's father turned his suspicious eyes to Zhang Chongji when he heard that he was calling his son's name.

"Xiao Jing, what's going on?"

"Dad, it's okay." Zhang Chongji handed the plastic bag containing vegetables and fresh meat to Father Wu, and smiled, "Go up first, I'll take care of it here."

"But……"

"Dad, it's okay, I'll be up in a while."

Seeing his son's determined expression, Wu's father cast a hesitant glance at Yuan Ke who was on the ground, and finally said "be careful" before going upstairs.

After confirming that Wu's father had gone up to the floor and entered the house, Zhang Chongji sighed softly, walked gently to Yuan Ke's side, and stretched out his hand to support his shoulder.

"Mr. Yuan, are you okay?"

The clear and familiar voice entered Yuan Ke's ears, and he looked up again in a trance, and the cheek that he thought about day and night came into view.

"Wu Jing?"

After uttering these two words uncertainly, the corners of Yuan Ke's lips curled up slightly.

Zhang Chongji paused for support, and then admitted his identity: "I am Wu Jing..."

Before his words fell to the ground, Zhang Chongji was hugged tightly, and the force that restrained him almost made it difficult for him to breathe.

"Mr. Yuan..."

Yuan Ke hugged Zhang Chongji tightly, buried his face in his neck, took a deep breath, and then smiled softly.

"You are... idiot..."

I really don't forget to swear when I'm drunk.

Zhang Chong could not break free by force, so he could only pat him on the back, and said in a soft voice as much as possible: "Mr. Yuan, can you let me go..."

Yuan Ke's body froze, he let go of Zhang Chongji, and raised his eyes to meet his. Just when Zhang Chongji was about to speak again, Yuan Ke's eyes suddenly darkened, and he pushed him away as if furious.

"Get out, get out of here, don't appear in front of me!"

Zhang Chongji was almost pushed to the ground by him, and he was stunned for a moment, somewhat annoyed and inexplicable.

Come to me and push me away, what do you mean?

Zhang Chongji glanced at him inexplicably, stood up angrily and was about to turn around, but he was hugged behind his back just as he turned around.

Yuan Ke gasped, and wrapped his arms around his waist with such force that he seemed to want to crush Zhang Chongji into pieces.

"Don't go..."

Telling me to go away for a while, and telling me not to leave for a while, this second young master is really happy and capricious.

Zhang Chongji frowned and wanted to turn his head, but he couldn't move.

"Mr. Yuan, I don't have to leave. Can you please let me go?"

At this moment, Yuan Ke sneered, and with his thin lips close to Zhang Chongji's earlobe in the posture of hugging from behind, he murmured, "Let go? How is it possible..."

The two hugged, there was no distance at all, and Zhang Chongji could almost feel his lips touching his ears.

The earlobe has always been the sensitive point of Wu Jing's body. Now that Zhang Chongji is in this body, the earlobe has naturally become his sensitive point. The warm breath at such a close distance made him suffocate, and his whole body felt Numb up.

"Mr. Yuan, please respect me... ah—"

Before Zhang Chongji's words hit the ground, Yuan Ke chuckled and bit his earlobe, and then bit it lightly. Zhang Chongji felt his legs were going to be weak after being teased about his sensitive parts.

"How does this feel? A veritable ear biting?"

It's hard to imagine that Yuan Ke, who was so innocent before, would actually make such an explicit gesture. Does wine really make people courageous?

Zhang Chongji's cheeks were flushed, the blush on both sides was not shy but full of anger, he couldn't help cursing: "Madman!"

"Crazy?" Yuan Ke laughed softly, with masculine magnetism and hoarseness after drinking, "I can admit that I am a lunatic...but I absolutely don't admit that I like you, Wu Jing, I definitely don't like you !"

"what--"

There was a pain in the side of the neck, and the damned Yuan Ke bit down on that piece of fair skin with red eyes.

What a madman!

Zhang Chongji's numbness just now was completely awakened by such a momentary pain, and he began to break free vigorously in a panic, and when he broke free, he turned around and slapped the person behind him.

There was a loud and ear-piercing sound of "啪——", Yuan Ke tilted his head and lowered his eyes and looked at the ground. Zhang Zhongji touched the bitten part with his hand, feeling that his fingertips were a little wet, and he thought it must be bleeding. Looking at his Eyes gritted his teeth: "Yuan Ke, you lunatic!"