Rebirth: I escort the male god

Huo Qiyan felt terrible pain in his head and eyes, and he curled up into a ball. Is he going to die?

Yes, how could there be a possibility of someone being alive if they fell into the sea from a height of ten thousand meters?

Let him die. Anyway, his parents and...that person are all gone. There is no point in living.

I only hate myself for not being able to make Feng Ding get the retribution he deserves! Just sending him to jail for a few years is too easy for him. This kind of scum should be humanely destroyed to prevent him from harming others.

"I said Huo Qiyan, I called you hundreds of times, are you deaf? You didn't even answer me!"

The darkness covering Huo Qiyan was dispelled, and the dazzling sunlight made his eyes feel a little uncomfortable.

After a while, he looked around in confusion. Why... does this place look so much like his villa?

But after his family went bankrupt, didn’t he sell this villa to raise money for his parents’ medical treatment?

Besides, he just seemed to hear a fucking voice...

Seeing that he closed his eyes again, Mrs. Huo was so angry that she twisted his ears and said, "I say, Huo Qiyan! If you don't get up, I'll flip your bed over! Hurry up and get up and have breakfast. Don't lie in bed and get moldy during the summer vacation. I'll give you ten minutes. If you don't get up, you can go out and have a good time!"

Huo Qiyan opened his eyes in disbelief. It was really his mother! A living mother! Not the mother who was tortured by illness and was left with only a bag of bones.

"Mom!" Huo Qiyan suddenly stood up and hugged her mother, tears streaming down her face. It is said that men don't cry easily, but that is because they have never been really sad.

Huo Qiyan rested his whole body on Huo's mother, constantly absorbing the warmth from her body.

Mother Huo was so frightened that she shouted outside, "Old Huo! Come quickly! Xiaoqi is not right! Come up quickly! Let's take him to the hospital!"

"Mom... wuwuwu... Mom... I really miss you..."

Mother Huo hugged him back, her hands sliding up and down his back, her tone was unusually gentle: "Don't cry, Xiaoqi, tell mom what's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare? Mom tells you, dreams are the opposite of reality, you can't take them seriously, okay? My dear child, you must be scared."

"What's the matter? What's the matter? Wife, what's wrong with our Xiaoqi?" Father Huo rushed up from downstairs in a hurry.

Mother Huo hugged Huo Qiyan and said, "Xiao Qi seems to be in a nightmare and keeps crying."

Father Huo walked up to him, touched his head with his big hand, and muttered, "Little Qi, be good. Daddy will touch your fur, and you won't be scared. Touch your ears, and you'll be scared for a while. Touch your hands, and your soul won't leave."

The moment Huo Qiyan saw Huo's father, her tears fell even harder.

Mother Huo slapped Father Huo's hand and said, "Look at you! You're just doing these useless things! Xiao Qi is getting even more ferocious! Hurry up, carry Xiao Qi on your back, and let's go to the hospital."

"Mom, Dad, I'm fine." Huo Qiyan said in a hoarse voice, "I just... I just miss you guys so much suddenly..."

Huo Qiyan looked at his tall father and his still beautiful mother in her forties and hugged them tightly. It's great that you are still here.

Father Huo looked at his beloved wife in confusion, and Mother Huo just shook her head at him.

Half an hour later, Huo Qiyan sat at the dining table sobbing and eating breakfast, which was a sandwich made by Huo's mother and a century egg and lean meat porridge.

Mrs. Huo has no restrictions when cooking. She cooks whatever the person wants to eat, regardless of whether it is Chinese or Western style.

Huo Qiyan took a bite of the sandwich, and the familiar taste made his eyes red again.

His eyes swept across the living room in front of him. This was the villa where he had lived for eighteen years. He didn't know why he suddenly appeared here. He should have died in the accident.

Mother Huo looked at him with some concern, "Xiao Qi, do you really not need your father to take you to the hospital?"

Although Mr. Huo didn't say anything, he looked at him from time to time.

Huo Qiyan smiled, "It's really okay, Mom and Dad, don't worry. Mom, are you going out for beauty treatments later? Dad, you should eat quickly too, or you'll be late for work."

Seeing that he was not as depressed as he was in the morning except for his red eyes, Mrs. Huo felt a little relieved. "I'm not going to the beauty salon today. I have a magazine shoot to do. I'll take your dad's car later. Don't stay at home all day. Go out and play with some friends, okay? Mom will reimburse you. After all, you will go to S University in two weeks. You should have fun during this time, okay?"

Huo's mother was once an award-winning actress, but after having Huo Qiyan, she retired from the entertainment industry and focused on taking care of him at home. Only in the past two years has she slowly started taking on small jobs such as magazine shoots to pass the time.

Huo's father runs a good entertainment company, which has some well-known artists in the entertainment industry. Huo's mother is currently also registered under the name of Huo's father's company.

After Huo Qiyan finished his meal, he obediently sent his father and mother out and returned to his room.

Huo Qiyan looked at the time displayed on his mobile phone, a little dazed. It was August 2022, 8.

So, he was not dreaming, he really went back to ten years ago, when he was 19 years old!

Huo Qiyan's hands were shaking. So... could it be that... Brother Xiaoshan... was still alive...

Huo Qiyan calmed himself down and dialed the extremely familiar number word by word.

【beep beep beep】

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered. Huo Qiyan had a bitter face. Sure enough... it was his dream...

"Hello, Xiaoqi?" Just when Huo Qiyan was about to hang up the phone, a low male voice sounded quietly in his ears.

Hearing Feng Rucen's voice again, Huo Qiyan had the illusion that he was in another world. It had been many years since he heard Feng Rucen's voice. Every time he woke up in the middle of the night, what he wanted to hear most was him calling him Xiaoqi again.

"Brother Xiaoshan, it's me! What are you doing?" Huo Qiyan tried his best to make his voice sound normal so that Feng Rucen would not notice anything unusual.

"I'm in cram school. I'll come back to play with you after class. Be good. I have to go to class."

Huo Qiyan's fingers turned slightly white as he held the phone: "Okay, Brother Xiaoshan, go back soon. I'll come find you in the evening~"

After Feng Rucen hung up the phone, Huo Qiyan collapsed to the ground powerlessly. Fortunately, fortunately, it was not a dream, his brother Xiaoshan was still alive.

Whenever Huo Qiyan thought that five years later, Feng Rucen would not be able to endure the online violence because of those false reports and would jump off the rooftop of ZL, ending his life at the age of only 24, he would wish to cut Feng Ding into pieces!

But now it's not too late. His brother Xiaoshan has not yet gone to that cannibalistic club, nor has he met that scum Feng Ding.

Now, he needs to think about how to avoid his family’s bankruptcy and the tragedy that happened to his brother Xiaoshan in his previous life.

In this life, he must protect the people he loves! Whether it is his parents or his brother Xiaoshan, no one can be left behind!