My Gentleman Reborn

"You paid a lot of money just to get revenge on me." He Jingdong looked at He Yuzhou and said bitterly.

He Yuzhou was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then realized that what he was talking about was the incident of 'drunk sex' that night, he laughed: "Since everything is a lie to you, how could that night be true?"

He Yuzhou satirized: "You are really naive, Young Master He."

"..." He Jingdong looked at He Yuzhou in shock: "You even lied to me about this!"

"I think I am your person, and I show my ownership to people all over the world, but in fact, I have never even touched you. It's very interesting to see you like this!" He Yuzhou raised his head, with an arrogant look looks, but there is deep despair in his eyes, just like He Jingdong's sad eyes...

"Xiaozhou..." Nu Yi whispered worriedly.

He Yuzhou didn't hear it, and approached He Jingdong step by step: "I can't even suppress the nausea when I'm with you, so how can I share the same bed with you..."

"Stop talking..." He Jingdong panted.

"Who do you think you are, self-righteous, actually think that I will fall in love with you, I am so superficial..."

"I told you to stop talking!" He Jingdong stepped forward suddenly, and pressed He Yuzhou against an old tree beside the path, and tightly grasped his wrist with both hands.

"Xiaozhou!" Nu Yi, who had been watching He Yuzhou from the sidelines, saw that something was wrong, and immediately stepped forward, trying to pull He Yuzhou over, but was knocked unconscious by He Jingdong's internal force together with Qin Huan at the gate of the courtyard.

"Nui!" He Yuzhou shouted anxiously, struggling.

"Do you still care about other people now?!" He Jingdong grabbed his wrist tightly and held him tightly in his arms: "How could you hurt me like this..." He Jingdong looked at He Yuzhou sadly: "I just I turned a blind eye to you when I was young, do you really hate me so much?!"

When he questioned, He Yuzhou closed his eyes and pursed his lips, and responded silently.

"..." He Jingdong was also silent, looking quietly at the person in front of him, his heart was in pain, as if he couldn't breathe anymore, but he was actually still panting, his eyes were sour, sour, But not a single tear fell.

Only then did He Jingdong realize that when he was really sad to the extreme, even breathing became torture, and even crying became a luxury.

Heart, helpless and hesitant, love, do not know what to do.

He looked at the person in front of him, wanted to hate, but couldn't hate, wanted to love, but didn't dare to love.

This person is He Suxian, his sister in name, if they are not related by blood, it might be possible if they didn't have all the previous things, but he once disliked her for not being related to the He family... The He family once thought she was a superfluous existence... …

He treated her badly in every possible way, and even almost drove her to death in the end...

Everything has a cause and an effect, the cause that was once planted, and the bitter fruit that is now formed.

He Jingdong was desperate, but He Yuzhou seemed to be even more desperate than him: "I left the He family to live alone. I thought I could do it without hating or caring, but why do you always appear in front of me!"

He Yuzhou bit his lips and said: "I am He Yuzhou, and I am also He Suxian. I have lived in the He family for more than ten years, and all the people in the He family regard me as an obstacle. I don't think there is anything wrong with living like this since I was a child. As long as my mother is still with me, that's enough! But, why does she want me to disappear in the end..."

"The He family can't let me go! Why should I shrink back!" He Yuzhou's words seemed to be asking himself: "It just so happens that you showed up at this time. It's ridiculous that you would say you like me, who I have hated since I was a child..."

He Jingdong's heart sank, and he listened to He Yuzhou and said: "Since you like it, I'll follow you down. Seeing you so happy, seeing Shang Zhuojun angry because of your disobedience, how relieved and proud , am I still the He Suxian who you left behind and ignored me like this!"

"It's ridiculous that you have been refusing to believe that I am He Suxian. You can believe everything I say. That's the case with the 'drunk sex' that day. As long as I lower my face, you don't even need to speak, you will follow my wishes It's stupid to agree to it!"

"Enough!" He Jingdong looked angrily.

But He Yuzhou didn't let him go: "At that time, I was thinking that your expression after knowing the truth must be very funny. Now I know that I was right. Your expression now is really very funny..."

He Yuzhou looked at He Jingdong who was close at hand: "The despair on his face, the pain in his eyes, these make me happier than anything else..."

"enough!"

"A little more, you have anger and hatred on your face, just like me at the beginning, wanting to be peaceful and happy but always being depressed in my heart, more like me back then, wanting to hate but I don't know how to hate... I want to let go but I can't let go..."

"I've said enough!" He Jingdong suddenly kissed He Yuzhou's chattering mouth.

Blocking the hurtful words that came out of his mouth, He Yuzhou was startled, his eyes widened, the moist heat and the touch of his lips were so sticky, the stickiness made him disgusted...

He struggled violently, but couldn't break free from He Jingdong's restraint. He Jingdong moved down his lips and licked /// on his neck, making goosebumps appear on him. He wanted to scold He Jingdong, his lips Trembling but speechless.

He Jingdong felt the trembling and stopped, he raised his eyes to look at the pale He Yuzhou: "Are you afraid?"

"You have been rejecting my touch from the beginning, I am too stupid."

As he said this, he rubbed He Yuzhou's neck with a nostalgic expression on his face: "You said 'drunken sex' is a lie, so let's make it true this time!"

The enthusiasm and earnestness in He Jingdong's eyes did not seem to be fake, He Yuzhou was startled, his body suddenly felt cold, and all his clothes were removed.

The next second, he saw He Jingdong's shocked gaze.

"Male?" He looked up at He Yuzhou, who looked at him and swallowed.

He Jingdong let go of He Yuzhou: "Not only is the identity fake, the name is fake, the relationship is fake, even the gender is fake..."

"Heh..." He Jingdong twitched the corner of his mouth, and took a few steps back: "He Yuzhou, you played me hard enough!"

He Yuzhou looked at him stubbornly, and He Jingdong turned around and left in a daze.

Watching He Jingdong's embarrassed back, He Yuzhou knelt down and hugged himself forcefully.

He got revenge?

This is revenge?

Making them sad is revenge?

Then why didn't he feel the pleasure of revenge at all, only deep sorrow...

His heart seemed to be empty, something was missing.

Wen Qiurong died, his only relative died...

He Yuzhou gritted his teeth and lowered his head...

The next day, Nu Yi and Qin Huan woke up and didn't feel uncomfortable. It was at that time that He Jingdong didn't kill him.

He Yuzhou was still the same as before, seemingly indifferent, but very indifferent.

The teahouse is still open, but the business is not done. If someone needs something in front of him, he will not greet him.

But in just half a day, people in the village spread rumors that He Yuzhou was in a daze and his eyes were dull, and that he had become demented.

Mrs. Zhao Yiguan also came to see him during the period, but he was just as listless, making everyone worry...

Nu Yi tried her best to get He Yuzhou back on his feet, but He Yuzhou ignored him at all...

And he didn't know what happened?

He blamed himself countless times for his poor swordsmanship, and he shouldn't have been so easily stunned by He Jingdong that night, but such self-blame is useless now...

One day, accompanied by Nu Yi and Qin Huan, He Yuzhou locked the teahouse early, and the family of three went back to the yard together, but from a distance, they saw black smoke rising from the direction of the yard.

Nu Yi was startled, and dragged He Yuzhou home.

In the courtyard, there was a wealthy man in brocade clothes, wearing exquisite heavy makeup, gesticulating in the courtyard: "That, that, smash it for me! And this, burn it for me! Burn it all up!!! Look at it, Nothing is allowed to be perfect!!"

"What are you doing!" Nu Yi angrily scolded.

The lady turned her head and saw the three of He Yuzhou, she sneered: "Finally back!"

He Yuzhou reacted when he heard that, he looked at the lady, and the lady said humanely, "He Yuzhou, where did you hide Jingdong...my son!"

The lady stepped forward angrily, rolled up her sleeves, and greeted He Yuzhou.

Nu Yi stepped forward and grabbed the hand that was ready to move: "This is a private house, do you want to go to jail for setting fire to and hurting people?!"

"Prison?" Shang Zhuojun sneered: "I'll see who dares to arrest me!"

"He Yuzhou, if you don't hand over my son today! I'll never end with you!" Shang Zhuojun said, and the servant behind him was looking at He Yuzhou fiercely.

"I see who you're hanging out with today!" A voice came from a distance, and everyone looked over, only to find a carriage approaching in the distance, and a man got out of the carriage, dressed in a white brocade robe, holding a jade-faced folding fan , with a cold look on his face.

"Master..." Nu Yi's feet trembled, and instinctively stood up respectfully behind the man.

He Yuzhou looked at the man in a daze, and finally had a reaction. He tilted his head, as if he was wondering who the man was. Soon, his eyes turned to the lady in front of him again. After a while, he twitched. The corner of his mouth called out: "Shang Zhuo-jun! He Jingdong's mother..."

He seemed to be talking to himself.

"My former aunt..." he said word by word.

When Shang Zhuojun heard this, his eyes widened suddenly: "You are He Suxian!"

She took two steps back, and then forced a smile: "You are finally willing to admit that you are He Suxian! The concubine of the He family has escaped from marriage to this point, and is still living a nonsensical life!"

"Ha..." Shang Zhuojun's expression seemed to be a little happy. If He Yuzhou was He Suxian, it would be much easier to handle.

However, in the next second, He Yuzhou overturned her imagination.

I saw He Yuzhou calmly walked to the corner of the courtyard, picked up a wooden stick as thick as a fist, and threw it at Shang Zhuojun.

Shang Zhuojun yelled, but couldn't dodge in time, was hit in the calf and fell to the ground.

He Yuzhou pointed at her with a wooden stick and laughed wildly: "Does it hurt?"

He asked, and hit Shang Zhuojun again with the next blow, this time he was stopped by Shang Zhuojun's servants, Nu Yi kicked those servants away, and looked at He Yuzhou worriedly.

But He Yuzhou's eyes were not on him. He looked at Shang Zhuojun, approached her step by step, chased her fiercely, and kept asking, "Does it hurt?! Does it hurt!!!"

Shang Zhuojun yelled and ran around, calling for her servants, but those servants did not dare to approach easily under He Yuzhou's frequent swinging of sticks.

He Yuzhou seemed to be crazy.

"Ahem..." Another person came down from the carriage, dressed in green, with a thin figure, supported by a strong man, with a pale complexion.

He looked at He Yuzhou who seemed to be mad in the courtyard, and lowered his eyes complicatedly.

"Xiaozhou..." Nu Yi whispered, looking worriedly at He Yuzhou, then at Qi Yan who had no intention of making a sound, shook the long sword in his hand, but finally couldn't bear it, he tapped his toes lightly, He wanted to go up and stop He Yuzhou's madness.

Qi Yan glanced at him, opened the folding fan, turned the bones of the fan, and hit his chest directly, causing him to take a few steps back.

Nu Yi looked up at Qi Yan, Qi Yan silently looked at He Yuzhou in the courtyard, but stood in front of Nu Yi, and his attitude of telling Nu Yi not to care about this matter was obvious.

Nu Yi clenched her teeth and lowered her head in silence.

"I asked you if it hurts?!" He Yuzhou's voice was already hoarse, and Shang Zhuojun cried and dodged, extremely embarrassed.

He Yuzhou sneered: "Do you still remember that you beat me like this when I was a child!"

"You still hide now, you actually hide!!!"

He Yuzhou said angrily, and smashed the wooden stick on Shang Zhuojun's leg: "I didn't move at that time, I didn't even dare to make a sound, let you beat me! How can you hide now! Try Try, if you dare to climb a step, I will break your leg!"

Shang Zhuojun shook her head in shock, tears scratched her delicate makeup, her eyes were full of fear and strangeness, she felt as if she had never known He Suxian...

He Suxian, who is so cowardly and cowardly, would beat someone with a stick!

"You like to hit this place the most..." He Yuzhou hit Shang Zhuojun on the back, and then hit her buttocks heavily: "And here..."

"Of course there's also here..." He said, hitting her shoulder again.

"These are the places you like to beat the most. You say that there is a lot of meat, but it hurts when you beat it. If you don't have much meat, you can make money when you break a bone! And you can't see anything if you have a set of clothes!"

"Hahahaha..." He Yuzhou laughed loudly: "Now, I will return the words to you without moving..."

As he said that, he crazily hit those places, and Shang Zhuojun wailed again and again.

He Yuzhou threatened: "Don't bark! I didn't even bark at the beginning! How could you bark! Hold on... hold on for me!"

He Yuzhou shouted, turning the wooden stick down...

With a sound of "pa", the wooden stick was overwhelmed and broke into two pieces, half of Shang Zhuojun's life was gone.

He Yuzhou lost something in his hand. He looked at his hand blankly, then knelt down on the ground suddenly, and cried "Wow" like a baby...

With slightly reddened eyes, Qi Yan sighed softly, stepped forward and squatted in front of He Yuzhou: "If you want to cry, cry painfully."

He said: "Cry out all the grievances, sadness, and depression of so many years."

"...Wow..." He Yuzhou cried heartbreakingly.

Qi Yan hugged him in his arms distressedly...

"Okay, it's okay, I'm back." Qi Yan hugged him and said.

"Ahem..." A cough came from behind, Qi Yan stood up with his arms around He Yuzhou and said, "Master Lu, go back and rest first, Xiaozhou is not in good condition, I'm afraid I won't be able to entertain you."

Lu Zhuoxi stepped forward, looked at He Yuzhou who was crying in Qi Yan's arms, his eyes darkened, and said to himself, "Mr. Qi is too, it's time to let Xiaozhou go to rest."

Lu Zhuoxi said pointedly.

Qi Yan glanced at the hand holding He Yuzhou, slightly twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "You are right, Xiaozhou should rest."

As he spoke, he bent down, picked up He Yuzhou horizontally, and walked towards the carriage.

When he arrived at the carriage, he told his subordinates, "Take Mr. Shang Zhuo under custody."

Waking up in a daze, the first thing He Yuzhou saw was his bamboo house. The layout of the bamboo house was a little different. The tables and chairs were on one side, and there was an extra bed on his side. At this time, he was lying on the bed.

He sat up covering his head, his mind went blank for a moment, he couldn't think of anything, he just felt empty in his heart, and he closed his eyes melancholy.

"Are you awake?" A voice came from the door. He Yuzhou thought it was Nu Yi, but when he looked up, he saw a man in white.

He was slightly taken aback, this man was handsome and suave, he was someone he was familiar with——Qi Yan.

"Don't remember?" Qi Yan asked him, and He Yuzhou got out of bed and asked, "Don't remember what?"

"It's still good to talk, not bad." His voice was teasing.

He Yuzhou closed his eyes, Qi Yan approached him from behind, rubbed his neck, and sniffed deeply, He Yuzhou froze, Qi Yan frowned suddenly when he smelled it.

He turned him over to look carefully, and suddenly tore off the clothes around his neck, and there was a red mark on his neck with tooth marks.

He changed his complexion slightly, stroked the place with his thumb, and asked stiffly, "What is this?"

He Yuzhou raised his hand to touch it, and suddenly remembered what happened to He Jingdong a few days ago, his pupils shrank, and the memory reflected an image, which passed his mind like a flying horse, and he covered his head in astonishment.

"What's wrong?" Qi Yan realized something was wrong, and hurriedly supported him and asked.

He Yuzhou shook his head, clutched his head in pain, rolled on the bed, curled up into a ball.

Qi Yan frowned, turned over and pressed his flailing limbs: "Calm down, Yu'er!"

Without any movement of his limbs, He Yuzhou began to bite his lip, the skin of his lip was bitten, and the blood stained his lip like rouge.

Qi Yan trembled, bent down and kissed his lips, pried his mouth open, and danced with his tongue to prevent him from hurting herself.

After a long time, He Yuzhou who had been kissed for a long time was a little out of breath, and Qi Yan stopped his movements, left his lips, and looked at him with fiery eyes: "Calm down? Yuer."

He Yuzhou panted, looking at Qi Yan with rippling eyes, Qi Yan lightly pecked his lips and said: "Don't tempt me like this."

He Yuzhou turned his head away.

Qi Yan sighed softly, turned over and got out of bed, and He Yuzhou immediately curled up with his back facing him.

Qi Yan stared at his back with a serious expression, bent down and gently covered him with a quilt, and walked out of the room.

Outside the house, Nu Yi knelt at the door, looking at Qi Yan pleadingly.

Qi Yan turned cold, Nu Yi knelt and stepped forward: "Master!"

"You still know that I am your master." Qi Yan sneered, looked at the sun above his head, exhaled softly and said, "Forget it, I just have something to ask you, come with me."

Nu Yi followed behind Qi Yan step by step, and Qi Yan stopped when he reached a shady place.

"I know more or less about Yu'er, but I don't know the details. You tell me everything about him in every detail."

"Master..." Nu Yi hesitated to speak.

Qi Yan looked at him suspiciously: "Speak up if you have something to say, it's not like your dark guards' personality to be hesitant."

Nu Yi pondered for a while, then he knelt down towards Qi Yan and said, "Master, before I speak, Nu Yi has a merciless request."

Qi Yan looked back at him: "This is the first time I've heard that the hidden guard has a request..."

Nu Yi pursed her lips and lowered her head, with a pleading expression on her face, Qi Yan opened the folding fan a few times and said, "Okay, tell me, what is your request?"

"I beg the master to spare Xiaozhou from dying! Nu Yi betrayed the master and is willing to accept the punishment!"

Qi Yan looked back at him: "What illusion makes you think that I will hurt Yu'er?"

Nu Yi didn't speak, Qi Yan snapped the folding fan away, and said almost without hesitation, "I promise you, tell me, what's the matter?"

| "Xiaozhou... He Yuzhou... is a man just like the master!" Nu Yi gritted his teeth.

Qi Yan was silent.

Nu Yi said: "Please don't blame Xiaozhou, master. He must have a hard time. If the master must punish, please punish the subordinates. The subordinates are willing to accept the punishment."

"..." Qi Yan stared at Nu Yi, squatted down in front of him, looked at the silent man in black in front of him, and asked vaguely: "Nu Yi, how long have you been with me?"

Nu Yi was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Qi Yan meant, but he dared not not answer, he replied: "Including this year, it will be four years."

"Four years!" Qi Yan stood up, beating his palms with a folding fan, "It has been four years since I brought you out of that death pit, and you have been with me for four years, yet you still don't know your master..."

Nu Yi was taken aback, put down his long sword, and bent down: "This subordinate is guilty."

Qi Yan said: "I already knew about Yu'er's gender, so you don't have to plead for Yu'er."

"However, when you came here this time, you kept saying you betrayed me, you kept talking about Yu'er, your heart..."

Qi Yan pointed to the position of Nu Yi's heart with a folding fan.

"Subordinates don't dare to think about it!" Nu Yi's heart beat like thunder, and he hastily denied it.

Qi Yan nodded slightly: "It's good to be so self-disciplined."

"Then, let me ask you again, who has Yu'er had close contact with in the past few days?"

He was very concerned about the hickey marks on He Yuzhou's neck.

Nu Yi was taken aback for a moment, pulled himself together, and slowly opened his mouth to talk about recent events one by one.