Divorced Actor Picking Up Garbage - Chap 197
In the past three years, Yan Zixiu had thought about what would happen after Master came back countless times.
He thought, he must be angry with Jing Shaoci for a long, long time, until the other party gets anxious.
But he thought again, what if the little bitter gourd is really sad?
Every time Yan Zixiu thinks of this, he feels that he has turned back into that little beggar who can be coaxed by a chicken leg.
But now all this is meaningless, Jing Shaoci no longer loves him.
Yan Zixiu folded his hands and bowed deeply to Yin Qinghe and Xie Chence, “Master, uncle.”
Obviously, they were still as peaceful and respectful as before, but the hearts of the two people on the opposite side seemed to be tightened by a rope in an instant.
Yin Qinghe had never seen Yan Zixiu lose his soul like this, and he had never seen such a bitter past life.
He immediately stepped forward to help Yan Zixiu up, and then asked anxiously, “Xiao Wu, what’s wrong with you?”
“Master, I’m fine.”
Yin Qinghe became more anxious immediately, holding his arms tightly and said: “Are you going to lie to me now?”
Yan Zixiu closed his eyes slightly, and all his previous expressions became silent.
“It’s Jing Shaoci, right?” Yin Qinghe put down his hands and rolled up his sleeves, “I’ll go find that brat!”
But Yan Zixiu grabbed his wrist and said, “Master, don’t go.”
“How can I not go?!” Yin Qinghe’s chest heaved violently, “Don’t worry, Xiao Wu, I have found a way to break the curse, wait…”
“You really don’t need to go.” Yan Zixiu’s tone was extremely flat, “He doesn’t want me anymore.”
Yin Qinghe twisted his chest, hugged him directly into his arms, and said with a choked voice: “It’s Master’s fault, it’s all Master’s fault…”
He also wanted to come back soon, but it took five years for the Futu flower to break the curse to bloom. When he found it, it was just a bud. He left and was afraid that others would snatch it away, so he had to stay there day and night.
He rushed back as soon as he took it off, but he didn’t think about it, it was still a step too late.
Xie Chence who was on the side saw Yan Zixiu like this, and his eyes also felt throbbing.
Yan Zixiu patted Yin Qinghe’s back reassuringly, and said softly: “Master, you are not wrong.”
But these words did not have the effect of comforting him at all, instead Yin Qinghe hugged him even tighter.
“Xiao Wu, it’s better to solve some things, Jing Shaoci must know the truth.” Xie Chence said seriously.
After hearing what he said, Yan Zixiu just smiled and said, “Master, please coax Master.”
At this time, Yin Qinghe got up and wiped his eyes, and then said firmly: “Xiao Wu, wait for me.”
Unexpectedly, as soon as the words finished, Yan Zixiu made a move to stop him for the first time, “Master, I beg you.”
A word of begging instantly made Yin Qinghe feel so sad.
What should I do, his Xiaowu is really pitiful.
Yan Zixiu brought them back to the hotel where they were filming, Li Fengzhi went to other places, and the assistants didn’t know Yin Qinghe or both.
Walking to the front of the room, Duan Shaoheng who hadn’t spoken the whole time said, “Brother Xiu, I’ll take a leave of absence from the martial arts instructor for you this afternoon, remember to eat.”
Yan Zixiu nodded slightly, “Thank you.”
Yin Qinghe couldn’t cheer up at all, and didn’t pay attention to Duan Shaoheng at all, but Xie Chence looked at Duan Shaoheng vaguely, and then looked at Yan Zixiu.
After entering the door, Yan Zixiu asked, “Master, uncle, what do you want for lunch?”
The calmer he is, the more uncomfortable Yin Qinghe is scratching his heart and liver.
It’s better to be angry or cry, even if it’s a couple of swear words, it’s better than acting like nothing happened now.
Seeing that neither of them spoke, Yan Zixiu had no choice but to say to Yin Qinghe: “Master, you don’t need to worry about those things before, I have already decided to ascend.”
Yin Qinghe suddenly opened his eyes wide, his lips trembling and unable to speak.
Because he knew that Xiao Wu really wanted to let go of everything.
Xie Chence couldn’t hold his breath anymore, and said, “Xiao Wu, the uncle will take you to teach that kid a lesson. I’ll hold him down, and you can beat him up.”
Yan Zixiu laughed helplessly, and said, “Master, why are you just like Master.”
After finishing speaking, he directly picked up his mobile phone and said, “There is a hot pot restaurant near here, the taste is not bad, let’s go together.”
Yin Qinghe wanted to say something, but Xie Chence held his shoulder.
“Okay, let’s go eat hot pot.”
The two stayed with Yan Zixiu for an afternoon. In the evening, Yan Zixiu opened a room for the two of them on the same floor, and then went to the training ground alone.
“Chen Ce, Xiao Wu is about to leave, so don’t you worry?”
Xie Chence looked at him and said, “You still don’t understand Xiaowu’s temperament. Before he leaves, he will at least finish filming this movie. Let’s spend a few days with him first, and then go to Jing Shaoci.”
Yin Qinghe felt as if ants were eating all over his body, “But I can’t wait for a day!”
In fact, Xie Chence is the same, how can he not feel distressed when he sees a big apprentice since he was a child.
“Then we’re leaving tonight.”
When Yan Zixiu arrived at the training ground, he found that Duan Shaoheng was also there.
As soon as the other party saw him, he ran over with a smile, “Brother Xiu, you’re here.”
Yan Zixiu gave an ‘hmm’, and then went to the side to pick up the training equipment.
Duan Shaoheng didn’t bother others, and after Yan Zi practiced, he also went to the side to practice his movements.
After about ten minutes, Duan Shaoheng said: “Master, I can’t always do this movement well.”
Duan Shaoheng always called him Brother Xiu when he was close in private, but when he begged him for something, he would call him Shijun.
Yan Zixiu put down the things in his hands and walked over to correct his figure.
“When doing this action, don’t turn the wrist outward, and it will be much smoother when you pull it back inward.”
Duan Shaoheng did what he said, and then his eyes lit up, “It’s really not awkward.”
Yan Zixiu nodded, and continued to do his own thing.
The two practiced together until after nine o’clock. On the way back to the hotel, Duan Shaoheng suddenly said: “Every time I am alone with you, I feel like I have stolen time.”
He turned to look at Yan Zixiu, “It is said that stealing is addictive, I don’t think I can change it.”
After Yan Zixiu heard his words, there was no fluctuation in his expression, “Shao Heng, I am not your beloved.”
This is not the first time he has been rejected.
After Duan Shaoheng lowered his eyes to suppress the bitterness in his eyes, he looked at Yan Zixiu and laughed, “Even if Shijun is as good as he is, he certainly can’t imagine how much I love you.”
He always spoke in a half-joking, half-serious tone when he said such things.
Because he always raised his hand sincerely but no one held it, even he wanted to laugh at himself.
At this time, the two happened to walk to the entrance of the hotel. Duan Shaoheng waved his hand and said, “Brother Xiu, rest early, see you tomorrow.”
Yan Zixiu didn’t respond, but just quietly watched him run to the elevator.
After returning to the room, he took a shower first, and then went to Yin Qinghe to say goodnight to Xie Chence.
“You’ve been tired all day too, go back and go to bed early.” Yin Qinghe had completely suppressed the manic depression during the day, and squeezed his shoulder and told him.
Yan Zixiu lowered his head slightly, “I would like to obey the teacher’s instructions.”
After he left, Yin Qinghe’s expression changed immediately, and he looked to the side and said, “Chen Ce.”
Xie Chence said decisively, “Let’s go.”
Yin Qinghe clasped his fingers with him, and they disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.
When the two arrived at Jing’s house, the servants had already gone to the side building to rest, so when the pager rang, Jing Fengyi picked up the phone from the bedside.
After calling up the monitoring screen on the screen, he sat up from the bed quickly.
Seeing his abnormal behavior, Xie Guanxin said in surprise, “Honey, what’s wrong with you?”
“It’s Xiaoxiu’s master and uncle.”
The couple hurried downstairs to open the door, Yin Qinghe’s first words were: “Where is that brat?”
At this time, Jing Shaoci was still looking at the cooperation plan in the study, when suddenly there was a loud bang from the door, and the next second the door panel fell down.
Yin Qinghe took back his feet and strode towards Jing Shaoci, then grabbed his shirt with both hands and lifted him up from the seat.
“How did you promise me that you love Xiao Wu so much?! You bastard…”
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Jing Shaoci pushed his hand away, and brushed the folds of the shirt with his fingers expressionlessly.
“This is the Jing family, I want to find Yan Zixiu elsewhere.”
“Fuck!!”
Yin Qinghe couldn’t suppress his anger any longer, and punched him in the side face.
His punch was extremely powerful, if Jing Shaoci hadn’t been protected by Yan Zixiu’s cultivation base, his mandible would have shifted.
Xie Chence stepped forward and hugged Yin Qinghe’s waist, and said anxiously: “Xiaohe, calm down, Xiaowu still feels sorry for you if you beat him up.”
“I’m calm and fucking chickens and rabbits in the same cage!!” Yin Qinghe thumped and kicked Jing Shaoci, “Listen to what he said!!”
Jing Shaoci raised his hand and wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips with the position of the tiger’s mouth.
But the wound opened a little bit, and the blood flowed down again just after wiping.
Xie Guanxin was listening to the commotion upstairs in the living room downstairs, and said anxiously: “Honey, are we really not going up to see?”
“Don’t go.” Jing Fengyi curled up his right hand, “Our son treats Xiaoxiu like that, it’s right for his master to come to settle accounts.”
Yin Qinghe’s throat was filled with blood, and he yelled at Jing Shaoci: “Think about it with your brain, even if Xiao Wu is false to you, he is always true to me, right?! Hong The emperor cut me open to take the pill, what a jerk Xiao Wu must be to be with Lu Wuchen who is the prince!!!”
“You only remember what happened 32 years ago in Chongwu, what about 33 years and 34 years? You can’t remember any memory after that, don’t you think it’s weird!”
The words Yin Qinghe said were like pushing Jing Shaoci into a bottomless abyss with one hand.
His whole body was numb and cold, as if countless sharp things pierced his nerves repeatedly.
What happened to Chongwu 32 years later, and why he couldn’t think about it at all.
Why can’t I remember, why? !
Jing Shaoci asked himself repeatedly, the little blood on his face faded away at this moment.
Although Yin Qinghe cursed, seeing him like this also made his heart ache.
“Three years ago, I was going to take Xiao Wu away, but he said that if you wake up and don’t see him, you will be sad.”
Yin Qinghe was so sad that he couldn’t catch his breath, “But what about you, you don’t want him anymore, right?”
Jing Shaoci stood there without saying a word, blood dripping down his jaw to his chest.
Yin Qinghe smiled sadly, tears overflowing from his eyes.
“I once said to let Xiao Wu live well, even if it’s for you, he must live well.”
He looked at Jing Shaoci, “Do you know why I said that, why such a powerful person would have the thought of death?”
Speaking of this, Yin Qinghe roared directly: “That’s because he was in too much pain when he was alive, and he can’t live anymore, do you understand——!”
Seeing this, Xie Chence immediately raised his hand and hugged him into his arms.
Yin Qinghe grabbed his clothes tightly, and let out a sob from his throat unbearably.
Xie Chence wrapped his big hands around the back of his hands, then looked up at Jing Shaoci and said, “You must think that Xiao Wu approached you deliberately with memories, you are wrong.”
There was deep disappointment in his eyes, “If Qing He hadn’t sealed up all the memories about Feng Wang’s Mansion, Xiao Wu wouldn’t even have the idea of ​​reincarnation.”
“Believe it or not, that’s the truth.”
At this moment, Jing Shaoci felt as if his chest had been sliced ​​open by a sharp knife, and his viscera flowed all over the floor, instantly making his eyes go black.
He staggered two steps backwards, and hit the table directly with his lower back.
Seeing him like this, Xie Chence didn’t want to say anything, hugged Yin Qinghe and prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, when he reached the door, Yin Qinghe held his arm, “I have one last word to tell him.”
After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Jing Shaoci and said, “The reason why you lost the memory behind it is because Lu Wuchen put a death curse on you. I have been looking for a way to break the curse for the past three years. Today I found it. But you don’t deserve it either.”
If Jing Shaoci recovers all the memories, he will definitely pester Xiao Wu, he doesn’t want to see Xiao Wu suffer anymore.
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After Yan Zixiu returned to the room by himself, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.
He sat cross-legged in meditation, trying to calm himself down.
But more than ten minutes later, Yan Zixiu directly opened his eyes and strode out of the bedroom.
After arriving at the door of Yin Qinghe’s room, he first raised his hand and pressed the doorbell, but after waiting for two or three minutes, there was no response from inside.
He called out a little paper man and slipped in from under the door, only to find that there was no one in the room.
He frowned vigorously, and teleported directly to Jing’s house after returning to the room.
As soon as Xie Chence and Yin Qinghe came out of the gate, they saw Yan Zixiu standing there with his back straight.
“Little five.”
The two hurried down the steps, and when they reached Yan Zixiu, Jing Shaoci chased them out.
Yan Zixiu looked up at him, and then said in an extremely calm tone: “Mr. Jing, please don’t blame me for disturbing you.”
After finishing speaking, he said to Yin Qinghe: “Master, it’s getting late, let’s go back.”
Jing Shaoci stood there, feeling cold all over, unable to pull up any strength.
He found that Yan Zixiu had returned to the way they first met, alienated and indifferent, cold and lonely, without the slightest breath of life.
