The undefeated hegemon of the East

Chen laughed at himself, in Ying's hands, he was just like this sparrow, even worse than this sparrow, more like an ant.Fortune is such a fool, thinking of all the clues he has found in his hands, he will all point the finger at the person around him.The matter of killing the family overnight is Ying's first mission as a killer.

"If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind and sad painting fan."

His eyes seemed to be lost, and he wanted to shed tears from the pain.Sucking his nose, he held back the soreness at the tip of his nose, but tears kept rolling in his eyes.What is it now, he killed his whole family and came to avenge him again.Liu Yichen didn't understand whether he should hate or be grateful.

The tall figure held Liu Yichen in his arms, and Ying looked at the child who shouldered the heavy responsibility with distress, kissed the corners of his eyes, carefully felt the uneasiness and fluctuations in Liu Yichen's emotions, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Liu Yichen shook his head, bit his lips tightly and refused to speak.At this moment, the distance between the two of them is so close, if they use the knife, they will surely succeed, but...if they fall in love, how can they do it.Shadow is the only ray of light in his life, he always unconsciously wants to get closer, and even closer, as if only in this way can he be warmed, and the already rigid heart can beat powerfully again.

Liu Yichen's favorite thing to do was to listen to Ying Lili's heart beating like water, while he was indifferent but had a fiery heart.Is it, is it possible to really feel Ying's heart by digging out his heart, is it so that he can know whether he will become happy after taking revenge.

"What do you want?" Liu Yichen murmured in Ying's arms. It doesn't matter what he wants now, because it is impossible to realize it.He is the eldest son of the Liu family, and Ying is his last enemy in this world, and the last person who cares about her. This kind of contradiction is too contradictory, making it difficult for him to make a choice.

The snow was still falling, but Liu Yichen couldn't feel the slightest icy cold. He was held in Ying's arms nicely, and he witnessed the killers in pure black clothes neatly dealing with helpless women and children.The images overlapped in Liu Yichen's mind, as if he saw his mother fight back vigorously, but she was still so vulnerable.

The mother who used to worry about him died so weakly under the killer's sword. Her fingers were painfully covering the wound on her chest, but she still couldn't stop the eruption of blood.His face gradually turned pale, without the slightest trace of blood, but something was muttering in his mouth. Liu Yichen wanted to hear it, but he couldn't hear anything. He could only see the fine sweat on his mother's forehead and her painful expression.

There was unwillingness, anger and fear on the mother's face.She is just an innocent woman who spent most of her life at home with her husband and children. Why did she end up in such a tragic end? Why should someone who is not at fault be punished? Why should she be buried with this conspiracy.

Turning around, I seemed to see myself who was at a loss when faced with such a situation.Pushed by the escaped servant, the nanny supported him while staggering. Seeing the familiar face, Liu Yichen wanted to cry, but he held back his tears.Under the arrangement of the nanny, he hid in the rice vat, but he didn't know that no matter how hard the people in the house escaped, they would be driven out and killed.

The nurse rushed towards the door with the crowd, and behind her was the killer in black clothes soaked in blood, holding a sword.Facing a group of people who only cared about running for their lives and had no defense ability at all, bloodthirsty smiles appeared on their faces.Whether it's the excitement of seeing blood or the excitement of killing people, no matter what it is, they are all equally insane.

They are like Shura crawling out of hell, ruthlessly assassinating kind people.Blood splashed everywhere, and the smell of blood that made people vomit permeated the entire yard.The nanny followed suit. She had already been stabbed in the back, but she was still struggling to escape.The hair was caught in the killer's hands, the neck was exposed to the air because of pulling the cart, the face was distorted because of fear, and the tears flowed from the corners of the eyes, these, the killer didn't seem to see.

Pick up the knife and chop.A deep gash was cut on the nurse's neck, hot blood sprayed all over the floor, her widened eyes even forgot to close, and she just fell into a pool of blood.

"Nurse!" Liu Yichen shouted in Ying's arms, completely unaware that these were images in his mind.The tears in the corners of his eyes could no longer stop falling. It was the nanny who prepared meals for him every day, the nanny who dressed him every day when he was a child, and the nanny who helped him up when he fell down.The night before the Liu family was wiped out, she had made an agreement with the nanny to make her favorite sandbags the next day without letting her father know about it, but she never expected that the nanny would never get up to make sandbags for herself again.

It's all right, the nurse just fell asleep, just fell asleep.When I wake up tomorrow, I will still be that kind nanny, the nanny who loves me dearly, and the nanny with warm embrace.But. ．The nanny can't wake up.

Ying patted Liu Yichen's back lightly, knowing that such a scene was too bloody for him as a child, but he still couldn't resist Liu Yichen's request and took him with him.He comforted the sobbing man with distress, kissed the tears at the corners of his eyes, "Be good, don't cry."

"Report to the Lord, there is another child here."

Liu Yichen's head suddenly lifted from Ying's embrace, and he stared at the boy who had been frightened stupidly. In a daze, he seemed to see himself back then, and asked softly, "Where did you find it?"

"Return to the young master, Mi Vat."

Liu Yichen's body trembled suddenly, his teeth were clenched on his lower lip, as if he was about to bleed, too much of the same experience can always touch the softness of his heart.Sighing, he was about to speak, but gave up.What can I do if I am alive, shouldering the responsibility of revenge, and not even having the right to love someone, the life of stealing life is very sad, really, very hard.

"Forget it, let's kill it." After finishing speaking, Liu Yichen buried his head in Ying's arms again, pretending that he didn't hear the child's begging for mercy, pretending that he was really cold-blooded, and pretending that his heart really didn't hurt.But...it's still sad.

"Go back?" Ying bowed his head, and asked the person in his arms tentatively, Liu Yichen was the person he wanted to protect all his life, so why would he be willing to see him sad.

"I want to go to Liu Mansion."

"it is good."

When the two stood in the Liu Mansion, Liu Yichen was inevitably a little surprised.There is no desolation as imagined, no blood in memory, not even a trace of fallen leaves in the cleaned courtyard, and the damaged doors and windows have been repaired. Although it is not the original, it can still be seen that it has been done with care.

"This..." Liu Yichen raised his head, looking at the shadow beside him.

"You already know." Ying replied with an ambiguous sentence, which made Liu Yichen cry again.Did he know that Ying was killing his father and enemy, or did he know that everything here was always taken care of by Ying.

Liu Yichen suddenly grabbed Ying's shoulder in resentment, and shook vigorously, "Tell me, should I hate you or love you? Tell me, tell me!"

"I'm sorry." Ying didn't retaliate in the slightest, allowing Liu Yichen to vent, repeating the three words he had never said to anyone before, sorry.

"Sorry? What's the use of being sorry! Tell me..."

Liu Yichen, who had vented enough, knelt on the ground with tears on his face. Too much happened today, which made it unbearable for him for a while.But what is unbearable?A person whose family has been wiped out has no right to say that it is unbearable.

"I..." Ying wanted to say sorry, that it was all his fault, that he regretted it, that he would treat Liu Yichen well in the future, that he loved him, that he should not leave, but he said nothing. Can't say anything, can't say anything.

Liu Yichen suddenly stood up straight, being taken care of by Ying for several years, he has grown a lot taller, but he is still thin.

"I want you to love me." Liu Yichen said.

Ying, who was still blaming herself, didn't reflect it, and was bitten by Liu Yichen's lip, without the cautiousness and shyness of the past.Feeling the slight pain on her lips made Ying even more excited.These days Liu Yichen has been busy looking for clues, they haven't had sex for a long time.

Suddenly, the corner of Ying's mouth hurt, and the blood filled their mouths instantly.Ying clasped Liu Yichen's head with his hands, licked Liu Yichen's lips with his tongue, and after confirming that the blood was really only caused by his own lip being bitten, Ying released Liu Yichen with confidence, allowing him to vent.

At this moment, Liu Yichen really wanted to abandon the responsibilities on his shoulders, what kind of revenge, what kind of revenge, let's abandon them all.When you meet someone who is never willing to let yourself get hurt a little, why not cherish it.But. ．He is killing his father and enemy!

"Ah..." Liu Yichen held his head in his arms in pain, why, why are there so many obstacles between them, why can't they be together.

"If you were just you, if I were just me, it would be great."

Extra Story: Liu Yichen (3309) VIP ([-] words)

What is love?

Even if you can cover the sky with one hand, you can't resist your face with pear blossoms and rain.

Looking at Liu Yichen who was in pain in his arms, Ying always regretted in every possible way, but he couldn't go back to the past, a mistake is a mistake, if he had known the scene of today, he would not have been as ruthless as he was back then.

With tears in the corners of Liu Yichen's eyes, he slowly raised his delicate face, his beauty, his fairness, his paleness, his frailty, and his softness, all of which were sharp weapons that could drive Ying crazy.

"I want you to love me, here."

Liu Yichen closed his eyes, fastened his slender fingers on the lapel of his collar, and slowly took off the cloak. The snow-white fox fur blended into the snow, and the snowflakes were still dancing in the air, falling on his temples. Falling at the apex of the shadow.

The movements of his hands continued, the two buttons were undone, and the cold wind penetrated into Liu Yichen's neckline along with his movements, he couldn't help shivering, but continued gritting his teeth.Just like that time when Wang Tengxi asked him to take off his clothes in exchange for Ying's life, there was humiliation in his decision, but he never allowed himself to stop what he was doing.

"Enough." Ying grabbed Liu Yichenlou into his arms, wrapped him tightly with his cloak, and there was a strong and powerful heartbeat in his hot chest. This kind of vitality was once what Liu Yichen most envied and yearned for.Now. ． ．Ah.

Why, why there are always so many things happening among people who love each other, why they love each other but can't be together.

Liu Yichen was weeping silently in Ying's arms, the delicate and exquisite knife in his sleeve was tightly held in his hand, the blade pierced deeply into the palm of his hand, warm blood dripped into the snow, Liu Yichen But I don't know it.This knife. ． ．It was specially ordered by Ying to make it at a high price. Liu Yichen's name was engraved on the inside of the handle, and blue gemstones were inlaid on the scabbard. It is rare and extremely precious in the world.

As long as he thought that the first time he used this knife was to take his life, Liu Yichen's tears kept falling like pearls with a broken thread.How could it be like this, if you kill Ying, you will really be the only one left in this world.How to spend the winter without a warm embrace.

Ying quietly felt the movements of the person in his arms, and Liu Yichen's struggles and knots were deeply engraved in Ying's heart.Even if you want to take your own life, it's wrong, it's wrong.If there is an afterlife, he will never make such a mistake again. If he is lucky enough to survive, even if he is imprisoned, he will not give Liu Yichen a chance to leave.

"Go ahead."

Liu Yichen's body froze, and then he was relieved, how could his small movements be hidden from Yingying's eyes.A person who lives on the tip of a knife every day, if he doesn't even have this bit of vigilance, he may have died long ago.Laughing self-deprecatingly, Ying has calmly given his life to himself, as long as his beating heart stops, the road to revenge will be over, and he can let go of all burdens and do what he wants freely. But... what I want to do the most is to be with Ying, always together.

"I only give you this one chance." If you miss it, you will never be able to leave again.

Liu Yichen bit his lower lip fiercely, frowned, and kept shaking his head, how could he do it, how could he! ! !What I want to kill is the person I love deeply, the only person in this world who treats me well, if even he leaves me, then what is the point of living. . .Facing the cold world alone, or returning to the days of being bullied by others.Even if he takes over Wang Tengxi's restaurant, so what, Ying is helping to take care of everything, and he is just sitting back and enjoying the success.

Liu Yichen sighed, and realized in his heart that he simply couldn't do anything.It's not that I don't dare, it's not that I'm afraid, but that I can't bear it, that I can't bear this person who loves me deeply and I love deeply.I would rather bear the burden of revenge for the rest of my life than hurt Ying.

Just pretend that I don't know the truth, in this way, I can still lie to myself that everything is good, and I can still love Ying as before.

Slowly loosening his clenched hands, the knife fell to the ground in an instant. The traces of blood were the blood and tears in Liu Yichen's heart. How should I interpret it? I love you, the most precious thing.

Ying lowered his head, and his goal was Liu Yichen's blood-stained hand and the knife that fell on the ground.He habitually kissed the bleeding wound, but then suddenly let go, and looked at Liu Yichen's face cautiously.Being kissed by a murdered father and enemy is a disgusting thing, isn't it?

"That..." Ying hesitated and said that things turned into what they are today, not what he could have expected, Liu Yichen must hate him to the bone, after all, he was the one who made this happen, "Your hand..."

Liu Yichen looked down at the blood on his hand, why didn't he feel any pain, even though he clenched his fist hard, he still couldn't feel anything.Heartache, unforgettable.The moment Ying's lips left his palm suddenly, Liu Yichen felt like the whole world was collapsing, no, he didn't want Ying to leave.So what about extermination, what about revenge, without a shadow, Liu Yichen no longer wants to live, and without hope of life, so what can he say.

Raising his hand, his fingertips were already stained red with blood, and there was a trace of coldness on his white fingers, as they slid across Ying's neck, it seemed that he could touch the depths of his soul.Liu Yichen looked seriously at Ying Gangyi's face, and slowly removed half of his mask, revealing that horrific scar. He still clearly remembered the words of concern that he blurted out the first time he saw this scar. , "Does it still hurt?"

Perhaps, it was because of falling in love from that moment, blinded by hatred, constantly using Ying's favor and power.Ah. ．What a contemptible person he is.

Cold fingernails gently caressing the ugly scar, Ying lowered her head, looking at the extremely thin person who only reached her shoulders.From being a young boy when we met, to growing up slowly now, Ying has poured too much emotion into it.I always wanted Liu Yichen to be like children of the same age, laughing and laughing, constantly avenging him, buying him all the world's treasures, but he still couldn't change his melancholy temperament.It is precisely this unique temperament that deeply attracts Ying, making him unable to put it down.

"I want you to love me, here." Right at the place where you once killed and poked, where the Liu family's blood was once soaked.

Liu Yichen's hand had already slid from Ying's cheek to his neck, lightly unbuttoning the first button, his cold fingers occasionally touched Ying's hot skin, and then unbuttoned the second button, slipping his soft jade hands into the front of the shirt, caressing his chest.Shadowing a strong chest.The hard muscle sweat has a beating heart, which is a heart that loves Liu Yichen deeply.

Ying froze and didn't make any movements. He didn't know what kind of meaning Liu Yichen's movements had, was it destruction?or forgive?Regardless of whether he wants to take his own life or not, what Ying cares most about now is whether he can continue to accompany Liu Yichen in this snowy winter.

People who warm each other cannot be separated.

The third button was undone, and Ying's chest was completely exposed in front of Liu Yichen's eyes.Feeling the softness between Liu Yichen's lips, Ying's body vibrated.this. ．Does it mean to forgive?He tentatively opened his mouth and asked softly, "You..."

"I want you to love me, here."

Liu Yichen closed his eyes, letting you pick and choose.The eyelashes trembled slightly, but without any struggle, she sent her whole body into Ying's arms, like a cat that lost its way home, curled up in the arms of its master, lazy, noble, well-behaved, and obedient.

The shadow tore the expensive silk satin from Liu Yichen's body, wrapped the hand that was still bleeding out, took off the cloak and placed it under Liu Yichen's body, then bent down and pressed on Liu Yichen's body, watching the person under him who was only obscene Clothes, the delicate figure is perfectly sculpted.

Liu Yichen raised his arms and climbed up to Ying's neck, and his legs also climbed up to Ying's waist.Smelling Ying's unique masculine aura, he always felt inexplicably at ease. It was this feeling that made Liu Yichen feel happy and made him reluctant to let go.

Dense kisses landed on Liu Yichen's facial features, between the neck, between the lips and tongue.

Chasing each other for a while, Liu Yichen responded enthusiastically, the domineeringness that was too late to bear, trickled down the corners of his lips, and the crystal clear liquid drew the most alluring traces.Liu Yichen's clothes were open, and gusts of cold wind blew past, making him shiver uncontrollably.

"Cold?" Ying stopped his movements, and carefully tightened Liu Yichen's collar.Unexpectedly, he was pulled away by Liu Yichen, and then Liu Yichen hugged his neck again. Following his strength, he used his tall figure to block the cold wind tightly.The fiery body temperature made Liu Yichen no longer cold, like a companion who has been with him for so many years, it warmed his heart.

Liu Yichen trembled and opened his eyes, looking at the shadow on his body.Such a familiar face, in such a familiar place, doing such a thing.Why is there no feeling in my heart, shame or disgrace, nothing at all.Moving in coordination with Ying's movements, he raised his fair neck when he was most excited, and as usual, he saw the image of a cheetah kissing him fiercely, leaving traces of love.

In a daze, Liu Yichen opened his eyes, his throat felt burning pain, he wanted to speak, but found it was only hoarse.Ying, who was lying on the bedside, also opened his eyes when he heard the movement on the bed. Seeing Liu Yichen woke up, his frowning brows relaxed slightly, and he thoughtfully poured Liu Yichen a glass of water, and then gently served him drink it.

"How do you feel? You have a fever and have been in a coma for three days...don't move around." Ying said in a panic while supporting Liu Yichen who was struggling to get up on the bed. Liu Yichen couldn't control his movements.Feeling herself being hugged tightly by Liu Yichen, Ying had an unconcealable smile on her face.

Liu Yichen asked softly, "If I had gray hair and a wan face, would you, still like this, hold my hands and be gentle."

"I love you." Shadow.

"I love you too." Liu Yichen said.

Fan Wai: Qingwu Guess VIP (3356 words)

Dongfang Yuhan is a quiet and handsome man.

Dongfang Yuhan has a younger brother who always bullies him, Wang Wenhao.

"Wenhao, you can't bully your brother, you know?" Dongfang Bubai patiently stopped Wang Wenhao from snatching grasshoppers, "You should be a man and protect your brother."

Wang Wenhao stared at the grasshopper in Dongfang Yuhan's hands with half understanding, and pouted aggrievedly.Dongfang Yuhan looked at Dongfang Bubai' and his younger brother who always likes to grab his things, and finally handed the grasshopper in his hand to Wang Wenhao, "Let's play together."

"I don't want to play with you." Wang Wenhao grabbed the grasshopper and said hurtful words, "I don't have a weak brother like you, I'm the big brother."

Without further ado, Wang Tengxi slapped Wang Wenhao on the head, "What do you say, brat? Is this your father?"

Wang Wenhao couldn't speak for a long time after being beaten, his eyes were filled with tears, and he was stubborn and didn't cry out for pain.Tears were like broken pearls, dripping down on the collar of his chest, and there was grass fried manganese that he had rubbed at his feet.

"Don't cry, don't cry, daddy hugs." Dongfang Bubai hugged his son in his arms distressedly, rubbing his red head."

Dongfang Yuhan lowered his head and looked at his slender fingers, but the loneliness in his eyes could not be concealed.

"What are you beating the child for?" Dongfang Bubai glared at Wang Tengxi with dissatisfaction. What Wang Wenhao did was a little too much, but after all, he was only a six-year-old child.

Wang Tengxi hugged Dongfang Yuhan, he could read minds, so how could he not know the sadness in his elder son's heart. "You always say that they are still young, and 13 years old is the age to get married." After finishing speaking, Wang Tengxi rubbed Dongfang Yuhan's hair, "Let's go, Dad will make you another one."

Wang Wenhao was unhappy when he heard it, and struggled to get down from Dongfang Bubai's arms, shouting "I want to too", the temper of a child always disappears after a while.

"Then you promise Dad that you won't bully brother in the future." Wang Tengxi held both sons in his arms and put his head on Wang Wenhao's head, "A man should take good care of his brother for his father and not let him be wronged.

Wang Wenhao also pushed Wang Tengxi's head hard, "I'm a man' and I'll protect my brother." There was childishness in his immature voice, but such an oath is for a lifetime.

"Brother, I am a man, and I will take care of you." Wang Wenhao took the initiative to stretch out his little hand to reconcile with Dongfang Yuhan. The two children who looked almost the same had innocent smiles on their faces.

Dongfang Bubai shook his head helplessly, never thinking that 'children are also so difficult to take care of.

The evening at Heimuya is always followed by the setting sun, and the scene of the setting sun is always a little sad. The vegetation is covered with a layer of gold. Wang Wenhao is holding a wooden sword in his hand. In the room, he was still chanting and talking about killing and killing, while Dongfang Yuhan sat beside the guqin, practicing the new piece he learned yesterday.

Wang Wenhao was tired from playing, so he squatted beside Dongfang Yuhan with his sword in his hands, and looked up at him with his chin on his hands, "Shall we change?"

Dongfang Yuhan looked down at his naughty younger brother and shook his head.

"I can also play music, and I'll play it for you." After finishing speaking, before Dongfang Yuhan stood up, he pushed him.Dongfang Yuhan's body was inherently weak, and Wang Wenhao was a child who was neither serious nor heavy. I saw Dongfang Yuhan's body swayed, 'first knocked down the Guqin', then hit the stool, and knelt down on the ground.

The loud sound caught Dongfang Bubai's attention, "Put down the embroidery in your hands and walk out of the house", and saw Wang Wenhao standing beside him helplessly, "Dongfang Yuhan was lying on the ground in embarrassment", crying sadly.

"Where did it go?" Dongfang Bubai hurriedly picked up Dongfang Yuhan and patted his clothes. Dongfang Yuhan's palm was scratched by stones again. Dongfang Bubai blew on his son's wound distressedly. He coaxed and said, "Don't cry, don't cry."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo." Dongfang Yuhan pointed to the piano that fell on the ground " this is a gift from Aunt Yingying, and it is also his favorite.

"It's all right, the piano is broken, Daddy will fix it for you." Dongfang Bubai carried Dongfang Yuhan back to the house to apply medicine. Wang Wenhao knew that he had done something wrong this time, so he secretly helped the piano up. It's just that two or three strings were broken The corner of the piano was also knocked off.

"You made a mistake again?" Wang Tengxi brought the dinner, and watched the naughty Wang Wenhao staring at Dongfang Yuhan's piano in a daze. He would not think that this brat would suddenly change to play the piano.Glancing at the distressed Guqin, I knew in my heart that "frowning slightly invisible" is always like this, and it won't work.

Dongfang Bubai came out of the room holding Dongfang Yuhan in his arms. "Dongfang Yuhan's eyes are still a little red." It was obviously a sign of crying.Both hands were wrapped in gauze, and I couldn't even hold the chopsticks steadily.

"What's going on here?" Wang Tengxi slammed his chopsticks on the table. Even Dongfang Bubai was taken aback by him. "Wang Wenhao, I don't think anyone can stop you!"

Dongfang Bubai opened his mouth to say something, but finally chose to shut up.Wang Wenhao can bully Dongfang Yuhan and cry two or three times a day. It's not a solution to always be like this.

Dongfang Yuhan peeked at the angry Wang Tengxi in Dongfang Bubai's arms. This is the first time that Wang Tengxi, who has always been easy to talk, showed a fierce look in front of the child.Dongfang Yuhan looked at his shivering younger brother who shrank his head and tried his best to overcome the fear in his heart, and said, "Father doesn't blame him, I threw it down myself."

Wang Tengxi looked up at Dongfang Yuhan who was terrified, and sighed, "Forget it, let's eat."

In the palace, Long Zebin was very lonely alone.All the maids and eunuchs will only protect him, none of them play with him, or they can have fun with children of the same age.

"Daddy, I want to find Uncle Wang."

Long Zeyu looked at the child who was tugging at the corner of his clothes and asked with a smirk, "Does the Taifu know Mencius by heart today?"

"I'm going out first." After saying that, Long Zebin turned around quietly and was about to run away. Unexpectedly, he was grabbed by Long Zeyu, but unexpectedly he failed to escape.

Long Zeyu rubbed Long Zebin's face for a while. He didn't let go until Long Zebin's face turned red, "You are the crown prince, don't always think about playing."

Long Zebin waved his hand impatiently, "I got it, I got it." Always saying these few words, whether it's annoying or not.

Long Zeyu grabbed Long Zebin's ear, "What did you say? Tell me again."

"No no no no... Daddy let go... hiss... it hurts..." Long Zebin yelled and begged for mercy again and again, complaining from the bottom of his heart unconvinced, why every time he thought about something in his heart, his father always Yes know.

Long Zeyu let go of his hand, leaned on the back of the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and looked at Long Zebin with a special uncle, "Want to know why?"

"Daddy, do you know what I'm thinking?" Long Zebin looked at Long Zeyu curiously, even forgetting the pain in his ears.

Long Zeyu raised his eyebrows, "This is called mind reading."

"I want to learn too." Long Zebin looked at Long Zeyu excitedly, "If I can learn such martial arts, hehehe." . . .

Long Zeyu knocked on his son's head, "Want to learn? Did I tell you that I want to teach you?"

"Daddy, my good daddy..." Long Zebin hugged Long Zeyu's swollen arm and acted like a spoiled child, 'I forgot the reason for coming here early in the morning, it's just this miss' It's been seven years.

"Learn what the Taifu taught first, and when the time is right, I will teach you."

"Can't you do it now?" Long Zebin looked at Long Zeyu pitifully.

Long Zeyu picked up Long Zebin' and kissed him on the face, "Go and endorse the book first." As for other things, "You are still too young, everything will be taught to you in the future."

It's night' there's no moon in the dark sky, not even a star.Dongfang Bubai looked at Wang Tengxi sending the pigeon in his hand to the sky' and his eyes were stained with sadness, "Actually, Wen Hao..."

"Don't talk about it." Wang Tengxi held Dongfang Bubai in his arms, shielding him from the cold in the middle of the night, "He should have been sent to the old man for three years. It would be a good thing if he could learn something."

Dongfang Bubai didn't speak, but buried his face in Wang Tengxi's arms, Wang Wenhao was still just a child, but his bad roots became more and more obvious.The son does not teach the fault of the father, and Dongfang Bubai does not want to see Wang Wenhao become a stubborn person in the future.

"Go back to the house. It's cool." Wang Tengxi walked towards the house with Dongfang Bubai's waist in his arms, and took a last look at the room where the candles had been extinguished. The two children were not asleep yet.

"Brother." Sitting by the bed, Wang Wenhao looked at the expressionless Dongfang Yuhan, "Brother, don't ignore me."

Dongfang Yuhan still didn't respond, 'Hand was held by Wang Wenhao', and a trace of warmth spread into the palm of his hand.

"Brother, I'll warm your hands. Don't be angry." Wang Wenhao breathed out at Dongfang Yuhan's hand, and carefully looked at Dongfang Yuhan, "Brother..."

"I'm not angry." Dongfang Yuhan looked down at his hands, "just a little disappointed."Even though he is an older brother, he's so weak that he made his father angry today.

"Brother, I will protect you." Wang Wenhao imitated Wang Tengxi, and put Dongfang Yuhanlou into his arms. The two half-grown children hugged each other like this.

Dongfang Yuhan's voice sounded in Wang Wenhao's arms, "Will you blame brother for being so weak?"

"How come 'you're my brother."

Children always say whatever they want, 'it's good to be happy' and it's bad to be unhappy.Every night, the two of them would hug each other and sleep, forgetting all the unhappiness during the day, just like childishness, there is no overnight feud, and there is no permanent estrangement.

It's just that the 'time they separated' has been a little longer this time.

Seven years' a no more, no less, just embarrassing time.

Fanwai: Encounter VIP again (3247 words)

How long has it been since I saw you?

I don't want to think about it, and I don't want to mention it.

I hated it when I was young, and when I was young, I only missed it.

"Wen Hao, come here." The old man sat by the chessboard, his face frowning, his hair seemed to be whiter, but he looked more energetic.

Wang Wenhao put down Xiao in his hand, and walked towards the old man, "Let's say it first, I won't help you solve the chess game."

The old man froze, and casually threw a chess piece at Wang Wenhao, which penetrated inside, as powerful as a hidden weapon.Wang Wenhao dexterously turned over and avoided the attack of the chess pieces, "Here again, nothing new."

The old man was not annoyed either, and looked at Wang Wenhao with a smile.I think that when Wang Tengxi was knocked down, he was also a smart kid. Time really makes people old, but now he has started to help Wang Tengxi take care of the children, and this area has been seven years.

"Come here, let me see the old man."

Wang Wenhao raised his eyebrows, the old man recently.Let him look at it, but after thinking about it later, it was a bit hypocritical. He took a small step on his hind legs without making any traces, and said jokingly, "Why? Let me go home?"

The old man was very serious. He looked at the chessboard for a long time before he said, "Do you want to go back?"

Wang Wenhao was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously wanted to talk about it, then looked at the old man, turned and left.It wasn't the first time the old man had teased him like this. Since he wanted to go back when he finished his studies, he had to abide by the agreement. Of course he wanted to go home.

The old man stroked his beard with a smile, and looked at the back of the kitchen. This kid really looks like Wang Tengxi.The carrier pigeon landed at his feet, and took out the letter under his feet. In black and white, it was his family who was going to retreat.

After dinner, Wang Wenhao practiced martial arts in the yard. Although he didn't have Wang Tengxi's talent, he was not far behind. He was a dexterous child.The old man was lying under the tree, looking at the stars in the sky, and he was going to retreat to practice.

"Wen Hao, it's not bad for me to take you with me, old man."

Wang Wenhao stopped, curled his lips, "It's not thin, I didn't do the laundry, cooking, chopping firewood and boiling water."

"Have you learned martial arts?" The old man closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth. Wang Tengxi complained the same way back then. He really deserves to be a father and son.

"..." Wang Wenhao was speechless, everything the old man said was true, but is it really good for the peerless martial artist to catch rabbits and fish?

The old man stood up, patted the dirt on his body, "Go, I will take you on a long trip tomorrow."

"Where are you going?" Wang Wenhao wanted to ask something more, but the old man had already entered the house.Shaking his head helplessly, in seven years of life, he couldn't tell who was taking care of whom. He was a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of his life. He had already regarded the old man as his own grandfather.

Wang Wenhao was only ten years old when he left Heimuya, but now he is already a 17-year-old Pianpian boy.Yushu is facing the wind, with a slender body, which matches Wang Tengxi's height, and does not look thin, but has well-proportioned muscles.Practicing martial arts all the year round has given his skin a slightly wheatish tinge, which is a healthy complexion.A pair of red phoenix eyes has an inexplicable charm, which makes this delicate face look more energetic.

"Is this the way to the capital?" Wang Wenhao was driving the carriage, the whip in his hand dancing wildly.

The old man didn't mind the bumps, and slept soundly. He realized that he had gone the wrong way when he heard Wang Wenhao say this, "I am going to the capital, and you are going to Heimuya."

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