Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

Xia Qingqing had a very good impression of Ding Yi. He was a gang leader with principles, bottom lines and patriotism, and he was worthy of her giving him the life-saving elixir.

Moreover, it is good for her if Ding Yi and Huang Defa are alive. The other gangs in Hong Kong are real bandits, just like Zhao Wuye, who bully men and women, kill people and rob them, and even sell drugs. There is nothing they won't do.

With Ding Yi's suppression, Master Zhao Wu was much more restrained, otherwise he would have been even more lawless.

Huang Defa happily left with the medicine and went straight to Ding Yi to report.

Ding Yi was lying on a chair, listening leisurely to the record player, which was playing "Songstress of the Ends of the World" by Zhou Xuan, a famous singer. There was a cup of steaming coffee on the table, and a small plate of cake next to it.

Zhou Xuan was his mother's favorite singer when she was alive. When the sun was shining, his mother would play Zhou Xuan's songs on the record player, make a cup of coffee, ask the maid to buy a piece of cake, sit in a chair, and enjoy afternoon tea leisurely.

He was only five years old when the accident happened at home. He did not have many memories of his parents. The deepest impression he had was that his mother wore a cheongsam and sat on a chair eating afternoon tea, with Zhou Xuan's clear and melodious singing echoing in his ears.

When those ferocious Japanese devils rushed into the house, my mother was having afternoon tea in the yard. Zhou Xuan's "Songstress of the Ends of the World" was playing on the record player. My mother smashed the coffee cup on the ground, and the sharp sound of porcelain cracking could be heard upstairs.

The father in the attic calmly and quickly sent the telegram, then destroyed the radio and the code book, hid him in the dark room of the attic, and said to him: "Remember, your name is Yiming, you are a descendant of Yan and Huang, you must work hard to live!"

The situation was urgent at the time and his father didn't have time to say too much. He just told him to try his best to stay alive and go back to his hometown to find his grandparents. His parents had been taken away by the Japanese and the house was searched thoroughly.

He hid in the dark room for half a month. Fortunately, there were dry food and water in the dark room, so he did not starve to death. But he was very scared. He missed his parents and his brothers and sisters.

His older brothers and sisters stayed in their hometown with their grandparents, and his parents only brought him to live in the city. After some time, the food and water in the dark room were all gone, so he had to go out to find food.

The Japanese soldiers who were ambushing near his home had withdrawn, but the city was still searching for him. A maid who used to work at his home brought spies to look for him. He hid everywhere and was finally taken in by a group of beggars.

He became unkempt, his body was covered with lice, and he smelled sour. Once, he walked past a secret agent, but the agent didn't recognize him. He secretly inquired about his parents, but later he saw with his own eyes that his parents and several unfamiliar uncles were shot in public.

He hid in the crowd and didn't dare to get too close for fear of being discovered by the enemy.

But his parents saw him and smiled with relief. Although they didn't say anything, he understood the look in his parents' eyes and told him to live well.

He wanted to collect the bodies of his parents, but he had no money and was helpless. Later, he heard that someone had collected the bodies of his parents, but he didn't know where they were buried. He was very grateful to that unknown person, but also very sorry that he still didn't know where his parents' graves were.

Ding Yi recalled the past and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes involuntarily. He took out a handkerchief, gently wiped the corners of his eyes, and sat up to drink coffee.

He once had his fortune told, and the fortune teller said that he was born unlucky and destined to be lonely all his life.

He didn't believe it before, but now he does. He doesn't deserve family affection or love, and can only be a lonely man.

He is not afraid of being destined to be alone, but he still has three wishes that he wants to fulfill before he dies.

First, find my parents’ organization and give them the documents and a list left by my father.

Second, he wanted to find his grandparents and brothers and sisters, but his father was in a hurry and only told him his hometown and grandfather's name. He was very scared at the time and might have heard it wrong, and he still hasn't found them.

Third, he wanted to find his parents’ graves to pay homage.

As long as he fulfills these three wishes, he will die without regrets.

Ding Yi sighed lightly, finished the coffee in the cup, put down the cup, and went to get the chestnut cake. He didn't like sweets, but chestnut cake was an exception because it tasted like his mother's.

"Looking north to my home mountain, my tears soak my clothes. I miss you till now..."

Zhou Xuan's graceful singing voice was melodious. Ding Yi took a bite of the cake and held it in his mouth. The rich sweet taste of the chestnut cake filled his mouth. He closed his eyes, and in front of him was his gentle and beautiful mother, and his handsome and gentle father, smiling at him lovingly.

"Mingzi..."

It seemed as if his parents were calling him. The corners of Ding Yi's lips curled up and his stern face softened. He really hoped that time could stop at this moment, forever and ever.

"Big brother!"

Huang Defa's noisy voice came in, interrupting Ding Yi's memories.

He gritted his teeth and swallowed the cake. There was a knock on the door. "Brother, can you come in?"

Ding Yi has a rule that one must knock on the door before entering, otherwise one will be punished.

"Come in!"

Ding Yi snorted coldly and ate the cake slowly.

Huang Defa pushed the door open with great force, rushed in, and slammed it shut with great force. The loud noise made Ding Yi frown and said unhappily, "Why did you slam the door so hard? Did the door attract you?"

"I'm used to it. Hey, big brother, let me show you a treasure!"

Huang Defa walked up to Ding Yi mysteriously and looked around furtively.

"What treasure? Whose photo is this?"

Ding didn't even raise his head, showing no interest at all, and continued to eat the chestnut cake.

Once, Huang Defa enthusiastically told him that he had a treasure, but it turned out to be a passionate photo album, which made him feel sick.

"I'll take a look at the photo myself. This one is really a treasure. It was given to me by Miss Xia. It's a magic pill that can bring the dead back to life!"

Huang Defa took out the jade bottle and gave it to him. Ding Yi's expression became solemn and he asked him to tell him everything.

"Miss Xia said that as long as you still have a breath, you can survive by taking one pill. Lin Yaozu's lover was hit by a car a few days ago, and he survived by taking this magic pill. Lin Yaozu spent tens of millions to buy it!"

Of course Ding Yi knew about this, and he also knew that the car that hit Zhou Cuicui was hired by Mrs. Lin.

Zhou Cuicui was seriously injured at the time, but she miraculously survived. It turned out that it was Xia Qingqing who did it.

As soon as Ding pulled out the cork, a strong aroma of medicine entered his nostrils, and his mind became clear and his spirits were lifted. Huang Defa took a deep breath and said intoxicatedly, "This medicine is more refreshing than smoking."

"Is Miss Xia giving it to you and me?"

As soon as Ding Yi saw the two pills in the bottle, he knew that Xia Qingqing's arrangement must be for him and Huang Defa.

"I don't need my worthless life, I'll give it all to you, big brother!"

Huang Defa didn't care. He should have starved to death when he was a child. It was a blessing that he was alive until now. There was no need to waste such precious medicine.

"Listen to Miss Xia."

Ding Yi glared at him, sealed the medicine with wax, put it in a small gourd, tied it with a red thread, and hung it around Huang Defa's neck.