Chapter 13 Touch my hair and become my wife
Zhu Huai had a dream.
He dreamed of his previous life. At this time before his rebirth, he had just been found by the Gu family, and an unexpected family recognition trick was staged. Zhu Huai did not recognize these two so-called biological parents at first.
This is not a movie. Is it possible that a child who has been lost for more than 20 years is suddenly found and then abandons his adoptive parents to go back to his relatives?
What's more, Zhu Huaike clearly remembered that he was not lost accidentally, but was abandoned deliberately.
It is said that people only become intelligent at the age of three. The Gu family believed that Zhu Huai must not remember what happened in the first few years after he was born, but Zhu Huai remembered it clearly: he was deliberately abandoned by his biological parents.
In order to cover up the matter, they even brought a child from somewhere and replaced Zhu Huai with him.
Zhu Huai didn't know why they did that, but he vaguely guessed part of the reason.
Because when Zhu Huai was just born, he was not as strong as he is now to run a marathon. The child who was born with all the expectations of his parents was an extremely weak premature baby who seemed like he would die in the next second.
The moment Mother Gu saw her child, all her hopes were shattered before her eyes, and she almost collapsed: "How is this possible? Why is it such a weak child? Why is this happening?"
"There must be another way." Father Gu said beside him: "We can have another child, and we can raise this child first."
"No, it's too late. You'll have to pay with my sister's life." Mother Gu almost burst into tears: "That's my only sister."
When this child was born, he was sick and weak, and looked like he was going to die prematurely. He cried softly like a kitten, as if he would die in the next second. In such a situation, no one cared about his life or death.
Mother Gu kept crying, and her tearful face looked so pitiful. However, she held her child in her arms and cried and shouted, asking Father Gu to return her sister's life.
Her appearance was exactly the same as when he found Zhu Huai. She threw herself in front of Zhu Huai, sobbing softly, and said to him with red eyes: "My child, my poor child..."
She looked at Zhu Huai, her eyes full of surprise and eagerness: "You are still alive and looking so healthy... You are indeed my child."
However, Zhu Huai, who was standing in front of her, had no expression on his face. He said, "Don't cry. I've known about our relationship for a long time."
Zhu Huai and Gu Yuguang look so much alike, almost as if they were carved from the same mold, but the eldest son of the Gu family looks completely different from other members of the Gu family. The meaning contained in these differences is almost obvious without having to think about it.
"Since you knew it a long time ago, why didn't you come to us?" Mother Gu couldn't help but say.
The Gu family is a well-known entrepreneur in the city. Such wealth and splendor cannot be provided by a mere chef like Zhu Mo. Since Zhu Huai knows all these things, why doesn't he come to recognize his ancestors?
Even if he just gets a little bit of glory, it can be regarded as changing his fate. What's more, Zhu Huai is not an illegitimate child.
"I just think it's unnecessary." Zhu Huai smiled, his dark eyes looking at Gu's mother, as if he saw through something.
He had known about this for a long time, but had no intention of recognizing his relatives. If Gu's mother had not come to him, Zhu Huai might never have had any communication with the Gu family in his life.
“Is… is this so?”
Facing those eyes that seemed to see through everything, the expression on Gu's mother's face suddenly became a little distorted, but she was still unwilling to give up.
In the following months, Gu's mother spared no effort to give Zhu Huai all kinds of precious gifts, and even wanted to take Zhu Huai back to the Gu family. She treated Zhu Huai well as if she were a mother who loved her child and felt extremely guilty.
She even said to Zhu Huai: "I don't expect you to return to your ancestral home, but I hope that during the last period of your father's life, you can go and see him."
Gu's mother finally revealed the purpose of this trip. Zhu Huai's biological father was actually seriously ill and was about to die.
She begged Zhu Huai to return to the Gu family to see him for the last time.
"Please." Mother Gu sat aside, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.
She seemed to have no other purpose but to fulfill Gu's father's last wish, as if Gu's father would really die if Zhu Huai did not go back.
"Is that so?" Zhu Huai finally fell silent. The news that Gu's father was seriously ill was not an act, but was really reported in the local news.
After hearing the news, Gu's mother panicked and almost lost her mind. She desperately looked for a lifeline. No one knew better than her what would happen after her husband died.
But for some reason, no matter how much Gu's mother begged, no master was willing to lend a helping hand.
Mother Gu was already in despair until she accidentally discovered Zhu Huai, who looked so young and healthy.
Mother Gu couldn't believe it at first, until she secretly did a paternity test and found out that Zhu Huai was actually the child she had lost.
There is always a way out. Mother Gu grabbed this life-saving straw, and under her pitiful plea, Zhu Huai finally gave in, but only agreed to let her meet Father Gu.
However, after meeting once, there was another one. Mother Gu begged him to stay, and Father Gu seemed very guilty, and even promised Zhu Huai that if he died, all his inheritance would be transferred to Zhu Huai's name.
Such a huge fortune is enough to drive anyone crazy, but Zhu Huai smelled a strange smell.
Gu's mother is still alive, and they have two other biological sons. There are so many children in the Gu family. How can it be Zhu Huai's turn to inherit these inheritances?
If Zhu Huai was blinded by profit and lost his mind because of their promises, then he might really be kept in the Gu family forever. Zhu Huai remained rational. After all, no matter how delicious the pie in the sky looks, it can still kill people.
The purpose of Gu's father and mother was finally exposed in the subsequent contacts: they wanted Zhu Huai to stay in the Gu family and let Zhu Huai take Gu's father's life.
They first asked for Zhu Huai's hair and collected his fallen hair; they also took his nails and blood; then they returned to the ancestral home, wrote his name on the family tree, and acknowledged his identity as a member of the Gu family.
Finally, Zhu Huai was trapped in Gu's house. He was fed bitter medicine day and night, and his body became weaker day by day, while Gu's father's health miraculously recovered.
The Gu family members, whose true purpose was exposed, showed distorted faces at that moment. Those hideous figures, clamoring for Zhu Huai to pay off the Gu family's debts, passed by in front of them, like ghosts, trying to drag him into the quagmire filled with poison. Zhu Huai struggled desperately, but those hands, feet and voices were pulling him down with him.
It was not until he accidentally walked into the Liu family's ancestral home and became Liu Xiang's adopted son that he managed to escape the danger and escape from the Gu family.
In a sense, it was Liu Xiang who saved his life.
Thinking of Liu Xiang, this vague nightmare suddenly became clear, like a fog dispersing in front of Zhu Huai, and those ghosts and monsters that were grabbing Zhu Huai's hands and feet like evil spirits and not letting him leave were all blown away by a gust of wind.
An extremely huge willow tree appeared in front of Zhu Huai. The tree was so old that no one could recognize its growth rings. It stood in the ancestral home of the Liu family, as if it was a sacred tree worshipped by everyone. Its branches hung down quietly regardless of spring, summer, autumn or winter. The tree had a lush crown and strong roots that meandered all the way to the ground and took root in the unknown depths of the earth.
This tree is like Liu Xiang himself in the ancestral home. Regardless of life or death, he is trapped in the same place. Day and night rotate, and time is a repeating melody. Everyone in the ancestral home has his or her own rhythm, but only he is always trapped here, like a tree that cannot move its roots.
When he saw Liu Xiang for the first time, Zhu Huai realized that this was a person who would not be changed by external things. His life always played a few monotonous syllables. Liu Xiang was like a landscape that would not be forgotten, but would not be truly noticed by anyone.
The huge ancestral house was deserted, and the servants were like decorations standing in the shadows. They could not speak and would not easily talk to others.
Liu Xiang sat in a wheelchair, standing quietly under the willow tree. Everyone around him ignored him and no one approached him.
Such a person is either hated and rejected by everyone, or is so superior and extremely dangerous that ordinary people are unwilling to approach him. But no matter what, Zhu Huai wanted to stay, so he took the initiative to walk over and gently pushed Liu Xiang's wheelchair.
Just by gradually approaching each other, the icy chill was like frost falling on Zhu Huai's body, making him shiver slightly. The aura emanating from Liu Xiang was not like that of a living person, and it was not even like the warmth that a human could emit.
Zhu Huai shuddered and rubbed his arms. He wanted to change into a cotton-padded jacket. It felt really cold! But for some reason, as if he could sense his slight shivering, the faint chill slowly dissipated, and it became less cold.
Huh?
It was as if some scenes in his memory were distorted. Zhu Huai clearly remembered that when he first met Liu Xiang, his hands were almost frozen numb, but he could only push the old ancestor back with great effort. Even though he was shivering with cold, the icy temperature would not change because of him.
Zhu Huai's trembling appearance was exactly the same as the fearful expressions of the other servants. It was a monotonous look that would not attract Liu Xiang's attention. But at this moment, before his body had time to sense the coldness, the outstretched hand had already fallen into the sunlight and was carefully wrapped up.
He felt a warmth like a spring breeze.
As if sensing his approach, the figure that had been lowering its head slowly raised its face, revealing a face of classical beauty.
This is truly a perfect face. The dark golden eyes seem to have crushed the sunlight, with golden light scattered finely. However, Zhu Huai noticed that when he first met Liu Xiang, the other party looked half perfect and half disfigured.
A thought naturally appeared in his mind: the current Liu Xiang is the Liu Xiang who already knows him and is familiar with him.
Liu Xiang lowered his eyes and looked at him carefully, then suddenly stretched out his hand and held his wrist tightly.
The force felt like iron, but the temperature of his palm was so warm that there was not even a hint of coldness.
Looking at this face, Zhu Huai has confirmed the fact that no matter how cold a person is when they first meet, when they meet the person they truly love, they will not be able to help but show their gentle side to the other person.
Even though his memories are somewhat lost, his innate partiality for his lover still turns into warmth that falls on Zhu Huai.
As if knowing that Zhu Huai didn't like dark environments, the grass was growing and the birds were singing, and the sun was shining down. Zhu Huai just blinked lightly, and the dream he was in was changed by an invisible hand, and even the air became fresh.
"Who are you?" asked Liu Xiang in front of him, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Zhu Huai looked at him in surprise. When they first met, Liu Xiang had never said these words. The response he received from the gods was cold, like a dead tree. No matter what he said, he could only hear a hollow echo from it.
It was only after Zhu Huai had unilaterally told him many things that Liu Xiang slowly gave him a hint of response. But now, Liu Xiang took the initiative to ask him: "Who are you?"
Zhu Huai wondered, is he dreaming now?
He replied, "I'm here to take care of you, I..."
He had only said half of his words when Liu Xiang seemed to have figured something out. He said, "I understand. You are my pledged wife. You came to find me, right?"
"No." Zhu Huai was not here to be his wife. He might not have understood it before, but he certainly couldn't agree to it now.
But a force sealed his mouth tightly, making him unable to say anything, not even a word of rebuttal.
Seeing his embarrassment, Prime Minister Liu said, "If you don't refute me, then I'm right."
"You are absolutely shameless!" Zhu Huai said, "That's too much! How can you be so embarrassing? I didn't even come here to give you..."
The last few words were about to come out, but they were stuck in his throat. Zhu Huai was so angry that he glared at Liu Xiang with gritted teeth. But he saw Liu Xiang quickly curl his lips and then said to Zhu Huai, "Are you hungry?"
The topic changed so quickly that Zhu Huai couldn't react, so he pushed Liu Xiang towards the main hall. He remembered that Liu Xiang didn't eat human food at first. He only ate raw meat and swallowed incense.
The Liu family needs to worship Him, but He does not need incense to survive. The relationship between worshiping gods and the family is more like the Liu family seeking the protection of worshiping gods, while worshiping gods is not bound by the family.
So for Liu Xiang, even if all the Liu family members disappeared, he could still live well, so this is why those Liu family members were so afraid of him.
Zhu Huai pushed Liu Xiang back into the main hall, sorted out today's offerings for him, and lit incense in front of the statue.
But Liu Xiang held his hand and fed him some food and drink. After he had finished his meal, Liu Xiang asked, "Is this how you get along with me? What else do you do on a daily basis?"
Zhu Huai was a little confused by the question. Isn't this what they usually do? Life in the ancestral home was unchanged. At the beginning, Liu Xiang didn't care what he did or where he went.
Zhu Huai did his duty and made sure to take good care of this unidentified boss, so when Zhu Huai knew nothing about it, he even washed Liu Xiang's hair and combed his long hair.
"You comb my hair?"
Liu Xiang's tone suddenly became strange, but Zhu Huai seemed to have found what he wanted to do and pushed Liu Xiang to the hot spring.
He untied the silky long hair, and the moment the hairband fell, Liu Xiang's black hair fell into the bathtub. The black hair seemed to be stained with some kind of magical aura. Every time he touched it, Zhu Huai seemed to be able to vaguely sense that something was wrong.
These hairs seem to be moving...
Strands of hair wrapped around Zhu Huai's wrist in circles, but then fell between his fingers. He met those dark golden eyes and suddenly became speechless.
He could only soak his long hair in water and comb it, but the hair strands became more and more numerous and denser, and they tightly wrapped around Zhu Huai's body, binding him tightly.
Liu Xiang suddenly came up to him and said, "Zhu Huai, don't you know?"
"The hair used in offerings to the gods is their weapon. If you touch my hair, you will marry me."
Zhu Huai's hands trembled, he had no idea what was going on. He said, "Then why didn't you refuse? I wanted to comb your hair the day after I arrived at the Liu family. Why didn't you explain then?"
He recalled the first time he combed Liu Xiang's hair, and he couldn't help but realize why there was something wrong with the way Liu Xiang looked at him at that time.
"You have to marry me just because you touched my hair." Liu Xiang said, "Are you going to tell me that you know nothing? You just did these things to me by accident and ended up in my arms."
Liu Xiang looked at the person in front of him, his adopted wife, who was dependent on him for life and death, and who completely belonged to him privately. An indescribable possessiveness accompanied by a neurotic excitement arose. He licked his lips and could not help but pull Zhu Huai over and kiss him directly on the lips.
"Is this where I first kissed you?" Liu Xiang pinched Zhu Huai's face, kissed him, and said to him, "It's like this now, this situation?"
Zhu Huai stretched out his hand to push him away. Sensing his resistance, Liu Xiang stood up. His terrifyingly tall body almost instantly covered Zhu Huai's figure and suppressed all his struggles.
He was passionate and greedy, revealing a fierceness like chewing marrow and sucking bones. He kissed Zhu Huai's neck all the way up, sucking his earlobe, kissing that soft little ball of flesh. Liu Xiang's breathing became rapid for a moment. Human tasted so good, like peeling a pomegranate, chewing hard to get the full juice, searching for that sweet taste with the tip of his tongue: "You taste so good."
He suddenly breathed in excitement and noticed the small mole on Zhu Huai's right ear: "You actually have a mole on your earlobe!"
Zhu Huai's fingers were wet from kissing. He was quite speechless after hearing these words: "This is the second time. Why did you say the same thing again?"
Every kiss and every word from Liu Xiang was like rain that was eager to fall on Zhu Huai, flowing over him regardless of everything. Zhu Huai had no room to resist in front of him.
In a trance, Zhu Huai even saw Liu Xiang's long legs turned into a long mermaid tail, and the black scales were biting like layers of dense teeth, and surging like surging waves.
Each of his kisses carried a power that Zhu Huai could not resist. Liu Xiang kept kissing the mole on his earlobe, and then held him in his arms, holding Zhu Huai who was completely soaked in water, and wanted to wrap him with his breath.
"I've known you for a long time." Liu Xiang's voice was a little hoarse, and he said cunningly: "You can't hide it from me. I have forgotten everything else, but I still remember you."
"I remember the warmth of your body, and I also remember you calling my name, begging me, looking at me pitifully..."
As Liu Xiang spoke, he felt his body becoming excited. His eyes were almost falling on Zhu Huai, and he was eagerly excited by the warmth coming from his body.
He couldn't help but laugh. "You begged me for a long time and finally cried. I kissed those tears away and then you bit my throat. You liked the feeling."
As he said this, he couldn't help but hold Zhu Huai down hard, and a series of kisses fell directly on him, with increasingly intense words of love: "I want to taste your flavor and kiss all over your body."
"Can't you put some useful things in your head?"
Zhu Huai couldn't help but speak, but he was held down by such a huge mermaid and couldn't even struggle. Seeing that he was about to be eaten alive, Zhu Huai just hoped that a kind-hearted person would come to save him from the water. Was this a dream?
"My mind is full of you." Liu Xiang said, but the smile on his face suddenly froze and became extremely cold, leaving only chillness on the ground.
He turned around and looked coldly at something that had suddenly broken into his dream and seemed to be aimed at Zhu Huai. The smile on his face completely disappeared.
In front of Zhu Huai and Liu Xiang, a ferocious evil ghost seemed to be looking for something. In its hand, it was holding a leather puppet with a broken leg. It seemed to be looking for the female ghost with a broken leg, but it just bumped into Zhu Huai and entered his dream.
Liu Xiang covered Zhu Huai's body. The evil ghost that had come to take his life and had entered Zhu Huai's dream retreated again and again. Zhu Huai stood up. His clothes had been torn to pieces by Liu Xiang, and his jade-white skin was covered with kiss marks.
Zhu Huai looked at the evil ghost, his eyes full of gratitude.
Thank you, brother.
Liu Xiang snorted coldly, and his fish tail stirred up huge waves, and the dream was torn into pieces like fragile thin paper. Zhu Huai opened his eyes, and he only heard a shrill scream. The leather puppet of the female ghost with a broken leg fell to the ground, and the little mermaid had a sour face, and in his hand, he was holding a brand new and unfamiliar leather puppet.
"Tell me, who asked you to come?"
Liu Xiang's pleasant voice now sounded like a death demand. The puppet struggled frantically and wanted to negotiate with him.
Liu Xiang smiled slowly and said, "Actually, I don't care about your answer, you know? I've seen many smart-aleck kids like you."
As he said this, his fingers had already grabbed the leather puppet. The puppet seemed to realize something and began to beg for mercy. Zhu Huai climbed up, his head was groggy and a little dizzy. When he opened his eyes, he only saw the little mermaid grabbing the leather puppet with an extremely calm expression, and then tearing it open from the waist.
A shrill scream was heard, and Liu Xiang slowly tore the leather puppet into pieces. The female ghost with a broken leg was so frightened by this scene that she almost fainted. He gathered the pieces of the leather puppet together and lit them. A firework suddenly ignited without wind, and black smoke drifted in a certain direction.
"It was discovered so quickly?"
In an ancient temple, a monk frowned as he looked at the burning memorial tablet. Then he reached out and snuffed out the few incense sticks that were lit in front of the tablet, interrupting the ceremony before the tablet was completely burned out. But even so, the broken incense sticks still left an indelible scar on his palm.
The author has something to say:
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Liu Xiang: We have an ancestral precept when offering sacrifices to the gods, that is, if you touch my hair, you must marry me.
Zhu Huai: Is there really such a bizarre ancestral precept? [Clown]
Liu Xiang: I’m kidding, but you still have to be my wife [dog head holding a rose]
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