After rebirth, the leader only wants to be with the shadow guard

There are many unknown details recorded in Ying Shiyi's file.

Parents unknown.

Place of origin unknown.

Origin unknown.

His actual date of birth is unknown, and the date recorded in the file is the date he set for himself.

He told Lou Jingyu that he didn't remember anything about his childhood, so Lou Jingyu naturally thought that he remembered nothing, including his parents.

Maybe Eleven got separated from his parents that year, and he can still be found if he wants to, Lou Jingyu thought.

Moreover, the Medicine Demon could see some clues from a dagger, which meant that Eleven's parents were not ordinary people. Moreover, the Medicine Demon wanted to use this matter to make things difficult for him. Lou Jingyu instinctively felt that there was a high possibility that they were alive.

I didn’t expect to get an answer like this from Eleven.

"Dead?" Lou Jingyu confirmed again.

Ying 11 nodded, "Yes."

Lou Jingyu was stunned and took a long time to react.

This kind of dazed expression rarely appeared on his handsome face, and Ying Shiyi couldn't help laughing.

"eleven……"

Lou Jingyu grabbed his hand, stood up, held him on his lap, and sat on the swing himself.

"I'm sorry, I didn't check it clearly."

Lou Jingyu thought that bringing up these old things would make Ying Shiyi sad, but unexpectedly, Ying Shiyi shook her head and dangled her legs in the air.

"It's okay, that happened a long, long time ago."

Ying Shiyi is not the kind of person who complains about himself. If he kept thinking about these things, he would not have survived wandering alone during his childhood.

In the past, he only thought about how to survive. Later, when he arrived at the Chiyang Sect, he only thought about how to become a strong man who could protect Lou Jingyu.

Every day is busy, and those scattered broken memories no longer affect his life.

Lou Jingyu placed his hands on Ying Shiyi's lower back and rubbed him with moderate force. He used his feet on the ground for leverage and gently swung the swing.

Although the amplitude was small, the feeling of floating in the air still made Ying Shiyi put his arms around Lou Jingyu's neck.

"But didn't Eleven say that he didn't remember anything about his childhood?" Lou Jingyu asked him, ruffling his hair affectionately.

The boy had been well taken care of for half a year, his hair had grown a little longer and seemed to be smoother. His long black hair was meticulously tied into a ponytail, and Lou Jingyu could not let it go with his fingers running through it.

Ying Shiyi thought about it and realized that he had indeed said this. At that time, he felt that the things in the past that had become a foregone conclusion were no longer important to his current life, and he really could not remember most of them.

"I really don't remember a lot of things, but I still have some fragmented memories."

Ying Shiyi pinched his fingers in the air and showed them to Lou Jingyu.

“That’s all I remember.”

Lou Jingyu was touched by his cute little gesture and asked him softly, "What do you remember about this?"

Ying Eleven frowned slightly and tilted his head to look to the side, looking like he was thinking seriously.

"I remember my parents died in a bandit rebellion. I survived by rolling down a hillside. Then I got a serious illness and was saved by a quack doctor. I can't remember a lot of things, and I forgot more and more later. The quack doctor said it was because I was young and had been traumatized."

When Lou Jingyu heard this, his eyes were filled with heartache. Eleven was still young at that time, and he encountered such a disaster. Both his parents were gone, and he himself was injured and sick. Naturally, he would be traumatized.

He hugged Eleven tighter and rubbed his forehead, feeling very heartbroken.

"So this is ah."

Ying Shiyi nodded. "It took me a lot of effort to remember this. I didn't want to forget my father and mother, but I still can't remember what they looked like. I only remember their eyes."

Ying Shiyi hesitated a little when he said this, but looking at Lou Jingyu's patient and gentle eyes, he still said it.

"My father's eyes are black, but my mother's—" Ying Shiyi pointed at his own eyes, "My mother's eyes are a different color from mine. She is very beautiful, and her eyes are brown, very light."

Lou Jingyu suddenly realized. No wonder Ying Shiyi’s face did not have the characteristics of people from southern Xinjiang. It turned out that his biological father was from Daxia, and his mother was from southern Xinjiang.

He recalled the look that Yao Mo gave Ying Shiyi. That look contained a search for his facial features, but he couldn't see anything, so he didn't tell him about it right away, until recently...

Lou Jingyu held Ying Shiyi's hand and looked into Ying Shiyi's eyes with a focused gaze.

Ying Shiyi's peach blossom eyes are very beautiful, clear and cold like the waves surging under an ice pond, but when she looks at him, she is always tender and affectionate, like a misty and soft spring rain, and her black eyeballs are sparkling, as if carrying starlight.

So clean, so pure.

"Our Eleven's eyes are beautiful enough." Lou Jingyu said sincerely.

Ying Shiyi laughed, leaned his head on his shoulder, and asked the same question again.

"Ayu, you haven't told me yet why you suddenly ask me this?"

Lou Jingyu played with his hand and explained to him: "It was the Medicine Demon. He saw your background and knew that you were involved with Southern Xinjiang."

Ying Shiyi was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the Medicine Demon was so powerful.

He was smart and quickly realized that Yao Mo would use this matter to threaten Lou Jingyu, or to make trouble for him.

He hurriedly asked, "You didn't promise him anything, did you?"

Lou Jingyu shook his head: "I offered to let him go, but he was unwilling to do so. He just wanted to make things difficult for me."

Ying Shiyi frowned, "Ayu, how could you let him go? This matter is not important. My life experience is not worth such a huge price. The medicine demon is still useful to you."

Helpless and distressed.

It was the first time that Lou Jingyu saw someone expressing some unhappy opposition, and he also knew that this person was worried about him.

Ying Shiyi only wants to give everything to him, but doesn't want Lou Jingyu to lose anything for him.

It's not about status or respect, it's only about love.

"Alright, alright, Eleven, don't be angry. We didn't let the person go."

Lou Jingyu kissed the person on the cheek again and again, making the person who couldn't be angry with him feel warm in the heart.

"Ayu."

"Yes, I'm here." Lou Jingyu replied, reflecting deeply on him.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have gone to him first before telling you about it. I wanted to solve it before telling you, but I didn't expect you to know it by yourself. It's my fault. I should have been honest with my Eleventh at the first time."

Lou Jingyu sincerely admitted his mistake with a handsome face, and moved closer to Ying Shiyi, his eyes full of sincerity.

Ying Shiyi took the initiative to kiss him and whispered, "Ayu is not wrong. I know Ayu did it all for me."

Eleven is always so considerate.

Lou Jingyu stuck close to him and refused to let go. "Eleven is half from Southern Xinjiang, but I have formed an alliance with Gu Yezhou to eliminate the Southern Xinjiang cancer in the martial arts world. What does Eleven think?"