White lotus cultivation system

After settling in Han Yi, the beautiful boy locked the door of his house. At four o'clock in the afternoon, there was still some time before he went to work. He took the bus and went to several nearby large-scale real estate agencies, and paid a considerable amount of commission. After leaving his contact information, he finally hung up the house.

After doing all this, it was already half-dark, and he went to the hospital. His mother was in a deep sleep. He sighed slightly, and sat for a while, guessing that it was almost time to go to work. When he went out, the work clothes were already packed in his bag. After a while he went straight to the bar.

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Zhao Jiayan took the letter of expulsion from the dean and handed it to him, which was stamped by the principal himself. Under the distressed eyes of a group of teachers and students, he put the document in his schoolbag and walked out of the school with a straight back. The school that has completely changed his destiny.

He took out his mobile phone and clicked the first string of numbers in the number book. The waiting sound rang several times, and finally became a busy signal. He called several times in succession, but no one answered.

Han Yi was recuperating in bed, but was awakened by the sound of a piano set as a mobile phone bell. He followed the sound and found that the sound came from the room where the boy slept. He turned the doorknob, and the door was locked up.

The bell rang persistently for a while, dispelling Han Yi's drowsiness. He walked around the room twice in agitation, and finally sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV.

Zhao Jiayan hailed a taxi on the side of the road and reported a list of addresses that he had memorized by heart.

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"Du...beep..." Zhao Jiayan's father, Zhao Chuanrong, came home from get off work with a briefcase, and just in time to hear the phone ringing in the living room, he took a few steps to answer the phone: "Hello?"

"Excuse me, are you Zhao Jiayan's parent?"

"Yes, may I ask if you are..."

"I am the dean of High School A," a serious female voice came through the phone: "I am here to inform you of something very sad, please be mentally prepared."

"Tell me." Zhao Chuanrong couldn't help being nervous by the other party's serious tone.

"Zhao Jiayan's organization and incitement of students to march and riot has seriously affected the school's education and teaching order, living order, and public place management order. Now our school has expelled him from his student status."

"What?!" The sudden change of his son, whom he had placed high hopes on, made this middle-aged man who was no longer young stand in the same place in disbelief, not recovering for a long time, not even noticing when the other end of the phone hung up.

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The taxi stopped in front of an old and small house. The handsome young man got out of the car, looked up slightly at the whole house, walked forward and rang the doorbell.

Han Yi couldn't react when he heard the doorbell, but then he thought of the young man's instructions, and couldn't help muttering in his heart that he didn't know how low the price of the house was. The wound was no longer serious, he stepped forward and opened the door.

When the door opened, both of them were taken aback.

"It's you?" Han Yi said with a cold face.

Zhao Jiayan looked at the young man in front of him who knew at first glance that he was definitely not a good person, and couldn't help frowning: "Where is Mohuai?"

"Bang——" the answer was the door closing without hesitation.

"Damn it!" The handsome young man was locked outside the door: "What did you do to him!"

When he thought that his sweetheart saved the guy in the house with good intentions, but he was pinched by this person and sent around at will, and even lost his freedom, Zhao Jiayan felt his teeth itch with hatred: "I will call the police if I don't open the door on the count of three!"

The people in the room were silent for a while: "What reason can you give the police to arrest me?"

Zhao Jiayan picked up something and held it in his hand, while testing what he heard outside the teacher's office that day: "A desperado who can give his life to anyone as long as they give him money, a vicious guy, I I think the police must really want to talk to you about the old days."

The door was opened by Han Yihuo, the young man's eyes were red, his powerful right hand was clenched into a fist, and he hit the young man standing at the door!

I have been guarding against you for a long time!The corner of Zhao Jiayan's mouth twitched, and he slapped the young man who opened the door mercilessly with the wooden stick he picked up from the ground and hid behind him just now!

Han Yi felt his forehead tremble, and a warm and familiar liquid dripped down his forehead, covering his left eye, adding bloodthirsty and wildness to this cold and handsome face, but this blow did not Confounding this wolf-like young man, on the contrary, aroused the fierceness hidden in his body. Taking advantage of his height and physique, Han Yi only paused for a moment, but still grabbed Zhao Jiayan's collar with his right hand, and dragged him into the In the room, he slammed the door shut with his foot.

Zhao Jiayan was pinched by the neck by the tall man in front of him and directly pressed against the wall. After being carried home by Uncle Bing, Han Shiqi finally took revenge on Zhao Jiayan for the humiliation of leaving his feet off the ground.

The handsome young man was pinned down by the cold-faced young man with one hand, and the young man's hand was like an iron clamp firmly clamping his throat. Zhao Jiayan felt a little difficult to breathe, but he still did not forget to stimulate the other party: "Did I hit the mark? You You can get angry and kill me here, just like you do in silence!"

"I killed him?" Han Yi laughed angrily: "I want to kill you even more."

Hearing this, Zhao Jiayan's eyes flashed with relief, and he said, "You said you didn't kill him, then hand him over."

"I think you have made a mistake." Han Yi increased his strength: "Do you know who I am?"

Zhao Jiayan stared straight at the young man in front of him, with a decisive expression: "My focus has always been on Li Mohuai, and I never made a mistake."

Han Yi looked at the young man in front of him, who was at an absolute disadvantage but did not show any signs of weakness, for a while, smiled calmly, and let go of the grip on his right hand.Zhao Jiayan's feet landed on the ground, and he couldn't help coughing a few times.

If such a non-threatening child was really sent by the enemy, knowing where I was, he would come alone and put himself in danger instead of sending a group of thugs to kill me. It's too much to take me, Han Yi, as a joke!

Having defined the person in front of him in his heart, Han Yi opened the door with a cold and handsome face: "I might as well tell you, so as not to bother you all day. I didn't do anything to the person you mentioned, he is not at home now ,get out."

As he spoke, he pushed the boy out of the door, closed the door again, and locked it from the inside.

Zhao Jiayan stood helplessly outside the door, when a familiar voice came from beside him: "Son?"

When he turned around, his father was rushing over, his face full of worry and anxiety: "Why are you here? Do you know that you were..."

Zhao Jiayan knew what his father was going to say without even thinking about it. He rubbed his forehead and grabbed the middle-aged man: "Go back and talk."

Listening to the footsteps outside the door, Han Yi turned and sat back on the sofa. A piece of news from the city was playing on the TV.

"The identity of the deceased in this morning's murder has been confirmed. He is the new head teacher of a certain class of High A in this city. He has only been in office for less than a week... On the same day, High A broke out on the same day as the largest student demonstration since the establishment of the school. It is so huge that it has been one of the best in the country in the past five years. Is all this a coincidence or there are other inside stories..."

"...Principal A Gao has announced his resignation, and he will face a court arraignment..."

"The following is an interview with a student representative..."

The camera turned to an extremely handsome boy, who smiled at the camera and said, "I am the president of the student union of High A..."

"Huh?" Han Yi looked at the people on the TV with great interest, and sneered maliciously: "Is that Zhao Jiayan... a self-righteous brat."

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"You said you were gay?!" The middle-aged man looked at the handsome boy in front of him in disbelief.

"I love him, but he is a man." Zhao Jiayan said calmly.

"You gave up your future for him!" The man stood up abruptly.

He closed his eyes.

The expected familiar fist did not land on him for a long time, Zhao Jiayan opened his eyes suspiciously, only to see the man's chest heaving violently in front of him, but the expression on his face was the distress and pity he had never seen before.

The man stretched out his hand, and the young man subconsciously took a step back. Zhao Chuanrong was taken aback, and then sat down on the chair slumpedly. He lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, his tone trembling: "I'm sorry... Dad, I'm sorry...!"

Zhao Jiayan: "You..."

"Son, you are so good, you could have found an equally good woman and built a happy family... It's all my father's fault that you didn't grow up in a happy environment, that's why... "

Zhao Jiayan sighed: "Compared to you, my mother actually has a greater influence on me."

When Zhao's father heard this word, he couldn't help being stunned. Over the years, the word "mother" has been the most taboo between father and son.

"She made me understand that identifying a person must be a lifetime, without complaints or regrets, otherwise no matter who it is, it will be a lifetime of pain."

"Dad, I've identified him."

Father Zhao covered his face: "I'm such a failure...You can still call me dad now, it's enough for me to be ecstatic...Your feelings, your decision, I have lost the qualification to even say a word of objection. gone."

He held Zhao Jiayan's shoulders with both hands, and only then realized that his son had grown into such a handsome young man unknowingly: "I can only give you one suggestion, son, this is the lesson of my father's life." ——This road will not be easy, but since you have made up your mind, you must make yourself qualified to pursue this love."

Zhao Jiayan frowned: "Qualification?"

"Yes," Father Zhao said, "Your mother and I... have sworn each other before, but I was too incompetent at the time. She is a very beautiful woman, and there are too many people who are better than me in the outside world to tempt her, and I was And too young to know how to keep her."

"It's not enough to have deep affection." The middle-aged man who was no longer young said so.

"...not enough?" Zhao Jiayan was stunned, and the recent scenes emerged in his mind, the phone calls that couldn't get through, the easy suppression of the vicious youth, the expulsion notice for two people issued by the school...

It turns out that all of this is because he is not qualified enough.

The handsome young man's eyes gradually changed from confusion to understanding and firmness: "I will work hard to become stronger, silently, wait for me, one day I will make myself qualified to occupy a place in your life."