From small to large, for ye Han, he only regarded Ye Qing as his sister, and the most perfect and inviolable woman in his mind. Ye Qing saw how much pain he had suffered and how many sins he had suffered for him these years.
It can be imagined how difficult it is for a 17-year-old girl to make a living in society with her 12-year-old brother after her parents die.
For Ye Qing, ye Han has more respect like maternal love in his heart. Therefore, in his heart, his sister Ye Qing is the most perfect and inviolable woman in the world. He has always cherished his sister and respected her more. Whoever dares to bully her, he will rush up and fight for his life at the first time, even if he hits the stone with an egg.
But at the moment, ye Han, who is not his first brother, feels another emotion in Ye Qing. It is not family affection, but
"Sister." Ye Han naturally hugged Ye Qing, making her thin and trembling body feel more powerful warmth.
"HMM." Ye Qing agreed in Ye Han's arms.
"In Xiaohan's heart, you are the most perfect woman in the world. You are more beautiful and unique than any woman." Ye Han only said such a sentence. He didn't promise anything or refuse anything, but it made Ye Qing moved in a mess. This sentence is enough. She doesn't need Ye han to promise anything. Today it's not, but it's also a confession, It's enough for them to understand each other.
"Xiaohan, I know that compared with Yuner, I don't have her to make money, nor her intelligence. Compared with Huofeng, I don't have her beautiful, nor her sexy. Compared with Ling Jiao's sister, I don't have her ability, nor her family background. Compared with Youyou, I don't have her so mature and sophisticated, nor her ancient spirit and strange, nor Nangong Zixun..."
Ye Qing's words didn't finish. Ye Han hugged her more and said sadly; "Sister, in my heart, you are no worse than anyone. If I didn't have you, I was afraid I would have starved to death in a garbage dump. I can have today because of your sister. You made me live today with your weak shoulders."
Ye Qing smiled happily and cried. When ye Han talked about this, she reminded her that she was a young girl. She went out alone with her 12-year-old brother and hundreds of dollars in her pocket. They wandered around many cities. In those days, they slept in garbage dumps, sewers, people's eyes, hunger and scolding. Although these days are hard, But it is the most precious and beautiful memory in her heart.
Unknowingly, Ye Qing has fallen asleep in Ye Han's arms.
Ye Han wiped the tears on her face, then took her back to the room, gently covered her with a quilt and came out.
Night, slightly cool, ye Han stood on the roof, blowing the breeze and smoking.
I don't know when the dirty old Taoist appeared on the roof. Maybe he has been here for a long time, but ye Han didn't find him coming.
"Boy, do you have a mind?" the sloppy old Taoist was drinking all day. He came to Ye Han with the smell of wine, handed his wine gourd and said; "Take a drink, but it seems that you young people don't like it."
Looking at the sloppy old Taoist priest who took the wine gourd back, ye Han stretched out his hand in the air and smiled bitterly; "You old man playing with me?"
The dirty old Taoist looked at him disdainfully and then said; "Boy, don't be bound by worldly affairs. What to do depends on your heart. The world is big and there are many worldly affairs. If you tangle with these too much, your boy should put away your ambitions and desires as soon as possible. It's better to be an ordinary person with peace of mind."
Ye Han still grabbed the sloppy old man's wine and took a gulp. The wine was very strong, which made Ye Han's voice seem to have been poured with pepper water, which made his face red. The old guy drank too strong!
"Let your boy show off. I only dare to take a sip of my wine every time." the sloppy old Taoist glared at him.
Ye Han took a deep breath and said after making his voice feel better; "Old man, in fact, ten months ago, I really just wanted to be an ordinary person, make money, study medicine, marry a beautiful wife, and then get married and have children. It's so simple, but the world forces me to have stronger desire and ambition to realize it. Just what I say, once I enter the Jianghu, it's like the sea. Now even if I want to quit, do you think it's possible?"
"Just understand, so you can only move forward step by step, not backward. Jianghu is like this. Where there are people, there is Jianghu. Even if it is a beggar, they sometimes fight for a place." the sloppy old Taoist seems to be preaching and sighing.
In fact, ye Han doesn't understand these principles.
This night, ye Han didn't sleep at all. He chatted with the sloppy old Taoist on the roof and talked about life with the sloppy old Taoist, which made Ye Han feel that he was talking about martial arts. The truth was the same. He benefited a lot overnight.
In the morning, ye Han received a phone call. Jiang Yutang came. As he expected, Jiang Yutang went to Shanhai City alone. Situ Zhentian told ye Han the news. For Jiang Yutang going to Shanhai City, situ Zhentian still did enough to worry about his little brother.
However, ye Han only said four words about situ Zhentian's worry; You can rest assured.
In the yard, ye Han has set a table and made a pot of tea. Zhou lie and sun bumie sit around him respectively. The three are quietly waiting for the arrival of Jiang Yutang. Ye Qing and ye Han have asked them to go to Yan Lingjiao's villa.
At noon, Jiang Yutang's figure appeared at the door of Haisha villa area. He came alone. No one followed him. He was unmatched. Jiang Yutang's arrogant temperament was revealed. Listening to the report from the outside, ye Han put down the phone and poured a cup of tea to the position opposite him where no one was sitting for the time being.
Today, at Ye Han's command, the whole Haisha villa area is controlled by the Tianlong bodyguard group. As long as Jiang Yutang comes in, anyone from other forces dares to come in, ye Han's order is; There is no amnesty for killing.
This is Ye Han's first training for these people.
Outside the villa, at this time, Jiang Yutang, dressed in green, rolled in like a gust of wind, carrying a terrible evil spirit all over him, and landed in Ye Han's yard like a god of murder.
Their eyes were opposite. Jiang Yutang's hands were carrying his back. His eyes were cold, arrogant and domineering. A strong sense of oppression filled the space in an instant.