After wearing it back, I became the demon king

"It rained heavily yesterday, and there was a car accident nearby. The man ran away, and the woman escaped by cutting off her own leg in order to survive. The explosion affected her back, causing extensive burns. It's really tragic." Chu Han said while fiddling with the easel. .

"A proper scumbag."

Di Ling's eyelashes were half closed, "Really?"

"Everyone scolds the scumbag on the Internet, but unfortunately no one knows the real identity of the scumbag. I see that many netizens say they want to send a wreath to the scumbag." Chu Han tried to find a suitable light while chatting with Di Ling.

It was the first time for Di Ling to come to Chu Han's house. Chu Han's house was not as magnificent as Li Jijia's. His house was a flat floor with a warmer decoration style.

When Chu Han's mother saw Di Ling as a guest, she burst into laughter and said that she would cook for herself, but Chu Han stopped her and begged her not to harm Di Ling's stomach. His mother is especially good at cooking in the dark.

After painting all morning, Chu Han rubbed his sore shoulders and got up to drink water.

"This is your new work?" Di Ling walked to a painting leaning against the wall. It was a landscape painting full of spring and blooming flowers. On the hillside was a boy shepherding sheep.

Chu Han's paintings are similar to his own personality, and the sun is warm, all of which should come from his warm family.

"Well, I haven't finished the painting yet." Chu Han's heart was pounding, nervous and expectant.

I don't know how Di Ling would evaluate his paintings.

Di Ling stroked the edge of the easel with his fingers, "It's very good, very warm."

The simple six words made Chu Han smile and rolled his eyes. He couldn't hold back his joy, showing his boyish fart side, "Is it? I also think I draw well."

Di Ling withdrew his hand, his fingertips were accidentally pricked by sawdust on the easel, and a drop of blood fell on the painting, just falling into the stamen of a flower, dazzling red.

It really adds some color to this painting.

Di Ling was also a painter, and he knew how much work it took to draw a painting that satisfied him. He was stunned, "I'm sorry, why don't you sell this painting to me."

"Is your hand okay?" Chu Han asked nervously.

The two were stunned, and Chu Han was the first to break the embarrassment, "You didn't do it on purpose, so don't take it to heart, I think this drop of your blood is the finishing touch, and the picture suddenly came alive."

Chu Han found a Band-Aid and handed it to Di Ling, "Paste it quickly, be careful not to infect it."

Di Ling lowered his head and wrapped his fingers carefully. In fact, such a small wound has already healed automatically.

"Lingling, Xiaohan, come and have dinner." Chu Han's mother knocked on the door and opened it enthusiastically.

Seeing that Di Ling ate so much, Chu Han's mother was only a little shocked, and then looked at him with a smile on her face, "It's a blessing to be able to eat, eat more."

She looked at Di Ling, then at Chu Han, and sighed, "Why aren't you a girl? It would be great if Ling Ling could be my son-in-law."

"Cough cough cough..." Chu Han choked so much that he almost spat out rice.

Xun Hui pulled out a tissue and threw it to him in disgust, "Xiao Han, why are you so sloppy."

"It's not you talking nonsense!" Chu Han blushed.

"Shouldn't I just sigh? Why are you so excited? Look how calm Lingling is." As the face control, Xun Hui was very happy sitting opposite Di Ling.

"Why don't Lingling wait for me? I'll hurry up and ask Xiaohan's father for another girl."

Chu Han quickly picked up chopsticks of meat for his mother, "Mom, shut up and eat, don't scare Di Ling from coming again."

"No, Auntie is very interesting." It was the first time that Di Ling saw such an interesting parent as Chu Han's mother, who could joke with his children.

Xunhui covered her mouth and laughed, and gave Chu Han a look, "Did you hear that? Lingling said I was funny."

Then he said to Di Ling, "Don't call me Auntie, call me Huihui."

Chu Han numbly explained: "She usually forces me to call her Sister Hui."

Di Ling looked at Xunhui, "Auntie looks really young."

Chu Han was dumbfounded, "Did Ling, did you take the wrong medicine today?! Why is your mouth so sweet? Return the usual Cool Brother."

Di Ling stayed at Chu Han's house until the evening, and then Di Ling left. Chu Han went shopping with him and went out together.

The red-burning clouds in the sky stained half of the sky red, Chu Han suddenly grabbed Di Ling's sleeve, his eyebrows frowned, "Is that Lu Yao?"

Di Ling looked in the direction he was pointing, and the crimson sunset fell on the young man, as if bathed in a raging fire, which quickly engulfed him.

It was indeed Lu Yao, but he didn't look very good, and every step was heavy.

Chu Han ran across the road without hesitation, and called out to him: "Lu Yao!"

Lu Yao raised his head subconsciously, exposing his scarred face in Chu Han's sight.

"What happened to your face?!" Chu Han grabbed his wrist and asked anxiously.

Lu Yao panicked and lowered his head to prevent him from seeing his face, "Senior, I'm fine, I have something to do, I'll go back first."

He struggled to leave, but Chu Han tightly grabbed his wrist, "Didn't you say you had a cold? Who slapped you in the face?"

"Let me go." Lu Yao whispered.

Chu Han lowered his face and refused, "I won't let you go unless you tell me."

Lu Yao twitched the corners of his mouth and trembled, "So what if I say it, no one can help me."

"Don't give up on yourself, there are always more solutions than difficulties, and we can still call the police." Sensing that he was not in the right mood, Chu Han softened his voice.

"Police?" Lu Yao sneered, "It's useless."

He broke free from Chu Han's restraint, "Senior, thank you for your kindness, I'm really fine, I'll be fine in a few days."

After walking a few steps, Lu Yao saw Di Ling. He suddenly felt very embarrassed, nodded to Di Ling, and left in a hurry.

Chu Han was burning with anxiety, "Why did he suddenly become like this? Where is that arrogant Lu Yao?"

The more this happened, the more worried he was about Lu Yao, but Lu Yao didn't want to say it, and he couldn't force Lu Yao to say it.

A week later, when Di Ling went downstairs to throw out the garbage, he met Lu Yao again. The old injury had not healed and a new injury was added. This time Lu Yao didn't say hello to him again, and just passed him by.

Three days later, there was an urgent knock on the door.

Di Ling put down the light bulb on his lap and went to open the door. Lu Xin shed tears and said anxiously: "Beautiful brother, please save my brother."

"Where is it?" Di Ling asked.

"Father beat my brother again, and my brother rolled down the stairs, bleeding profusely." Lu Xin said.

"In the stairwell?" Di Ling was puzzled, how could the fight hit the stairwell.

Lu Xin entered the elevator with him and explained: "My brother picked me up from the hobby class and saw my father and an aunt kissing. The aunt ran out, my brother chased her, and my father chased my brother behind."

Di Ling probably figured out the whole story. Lu Yao took Lu Xin home, and didn't want to arrest and rape his father as soon as he opened the door. Xiaosan rushed out of the door. Lu Yao chased after him. His father followed closely to stop him. Maybe time was running out. Did not come up, Xiaosan chose to take the stairs, Lu Yao and his son scuffled in the stairwell, and finally Lu Yao was pushed down the stairs by his father.

Whether it was on purpose or by mistake is unknown.

In the dark stairwell, Lu Yao collapsed in a pool of blood, his face as pale as paper, and Lu Yao's father let Lu Yao just lie there, Di Ling's eyes were dim.

"Brother!" Lu Xin cried and trembled, "Beautiful brother, is my brother going to die?"

"I don't want him to die."

"No." Di Ling patted her head.

Calling an ambulance, while Lu Xin was rubbing her eyes, a little blue light quickly flew into Lu Yao's eyebrows.

When Chu Han rushed to the hospital, Di Ling sat on the bench, and Lu Xin sat next to her. Lu Xin's eyes were swollen like walnuts.

"Brother Chu Han." Lu Xin jumped off the chair and rushed to hug Chu Han.

"Xinxin is not afraid, Brother Chu Han is here." Chu Han comforted.

The child was probably tired from crying, and fell asleep in Chu Han's arms not long after.

"What's going on?" Chu Han asked in a low voice.

Di Ling briefly talked to him, and Chu Han's facial features were tangled up, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Uncle Lu and Aunt Yan are notoriously close. Uncle Lu doesn't even want to let Aunt Yan wash the dishes. My mother is very envious when she hears this, and always uses this to squeeze my dad."

"People's hearts are the most unpredictable thing." Di Ling said.

Chu Han was speechless for a moment, "How could this be, I don't believe in love anymore."

"It's too disillusioned. I used to admire Uncle Lu. He has a very refined way of speaking and is very tolerant of Lu Yao."

That's right, Lu Yao's previous personality can be seen as something soaked in a sugar jar.

Chu Han sighed, hesitated to speak, held it in for a long time but still could not hold back: "Actually, on the day of the auction, I saw Uncle Lu hugging a strange woman in the parking lot, but I'm not sure if it's a little far away. I thought I was delusional."

Di Ling suddenly remembered that Chu Han had parked his car and entered the meeting place, and his face was not very good, so it was because of this.

Chu Han called Lu Yao's mother, Yan Wan, and told her that Lu Yao was in the hospital. Yan Wan was so frightened that she rushed over from her good sister's house immediately.

"Thank you so much, Lu Yao is lucky to have good friends like you." Yan Wan cried until his eyes were wet.

Chu Han awkwardly handed over a pack of tissues, "I didn't help much, thanks to Di Ling who sent Lu Yao to the hospital in time."

Yan Wan recognized Di Ling as the young man who kept the dog, and was surprised that he was Lu Yao's friend, "Thank you, thank you so much."

Di Ling pointed to Lu Xin who was still sleeping, "Keep down."

Yan Wan blushed immediately, Di Ling and Chu Han waited until Lu Yao was pushed into the intensive care unit before leaving.

Chu Han hesitated whether to tell Yan Wan about Lu Yao being pushed downstairs by his father. After thinking about it, he still felt that Yan Wan had the right to know, and he hoped that Yan Wan could make Lu Shen pay the price.

After being told such a thing by a junior, Yan Wan's face turned livid, she clenched her fingers, and smiled stiffly, "Okay, Auntie understands, thank you Xiaohan."

Her reaction was a bit strange, but adults are good at faking it, and maybe someone's heart is breaking down.

Chu Han persuaded himself not to think too much, "Then Aunt Yan, let's go first, just call me if you need help."

Di Ling stood at the entrance of the corridor, watching Yan Wan's unpredictable expression.

"Let's go." Chu Han trotted over.

The next day, Lu Yao was transferred to the general ward. He woke up for a while in the evening, and woke up slowly the next day.

The doctor came to check on his condition, and praised him for his excellent physical fitness and his quick recovery. While the doctor was talking with Yan Wan outside, a nurse asked him in a low voice: "You have many injuries, do you need to call the police for you? "

Lu Yao's pupils trembled, and his eyes fell on the thin mother outside the door. She was like a dodder clinging to her father, and she would die if she left. He raised the corners of his lips, "Thank you, but I fought for these injuries." of."

The nurse looked surprised. Lu Yao didn't look like a child who could fight at all, but instead looked spoiled.

Yan Wan came in and asked him nervously, "Yaoyao, what did that little nurse tell you just now?"

Lu Yao stared at her, seeing Yan Wan's heart like an ant on a hot pot, "It's nothing, just some precautions for hospitalization."

"Don't worry, I won't tell about Lu Shen's domestic violence."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-02-1421:00:03~2021-02-1521:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: yr1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: Yangyangjun, 8 bottles of Chaling; 2 bottles of perilla; however, Yunsu, bald girl hope not to be bald, 1 bottle of century-old tree; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard of!