Ch37.2 - Singing the Greatest Show (14) — Say something that makes me happy

When traveling out of the road for several days, it was natural that going back will also take several days

Su An originally thought that He Changhuai would catch up on the day he and Jiang Zhengrong left, and that there would be a collision of blazing fire and dry wood. But he followed Jiang Zhengrong all the way back to Jingcheng, and the handsome bandit brother was not seen at all. 

Sighing in disappointment, Su An returned to the courtyard covered in dirty dust, “Prepare hot water first, and then serve hot dishes.”

Yu Qiong was quietly leaning over, he hadn’t seen him for several days. He seemed to be a little taller, with the swaying sadness of the reeds on his face, as beautiful as a jade man, “Master, I…”

Su An’s expression changed, Yu Qiong’s expression darkened, and just as he was about to step back, Ye Su’an suddenly said: “Yu Qiong stay, everyone else should get busy with whatever they need to get busy with.”

There were two people left in the room. Yu Qiong was happy and anxious as he poured a cup of warm water and brought it to Su An, “Master, have a drink.” 

Su An played with the cup and didn’t want to look at Yu Qiong. “You didn’t know how to speak before, so I didn’t ask anything to you. In the past month, Chang Shi said that your voice has improved a lot.”

“Yes,” Yu Qiong showed a small smile, “Thank you, Master, for treating Yu Qiong’s voice! Yu Qiong will sing on stage in the future to give you big money!”

His voice was loud and clear, but it hasn’t changed from before to now.

Su An sighed silently, and asked Yu Qiong to sit beside him, and said in a low voice: “You can speak now, so let me ask you, where did you come from?”

“I’m from the south.” Yu Qiong answered honestly.

“You really did seem to be a person who can only be raised by the water and soil of the south,” Su An pondered, “Then why did you come to Jingchen?”

Jincheng is at the north-south junction, and Su An picked up Yu Qiong in the height of winter. Yu Qiong was already looking like a beggar at that time. Could it be that this child walked to Jingchen with just a pair of feet?

Yu Qiong hesitated, “Master, I was abducted here on the way to the north.” 

Su An frowned, “Tell me in detail.”

Yu Qiong opened his mouth and was about to speak. When some came over and shouted: “Master, the water is ready!”

Su An didn’t move like a mountain, motioning for Yu Qiong to continue.

Yu Qiong whispered: “I followed a clan uncle to the north. The clan uncle was also dressed in a new style, and he said that he would take me back to recognize my ancestors and return to the clan…I couldn’t understand those words, and was abducted when I was passing through Jincheng.” He paused and said dryly, “It seems that the clan uncle sold me to the kidnappers.” 

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“Then when you look at Second Master He, are you afraid because of his clothes?”

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That’s a big secret. 

The clan uncle and He Changhuai are relatives? Recognizing the ancestors and returning to the clan? Is it possible that Yu Qiong is a child of some big shot in the north? Is he related to He Changhuai?

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Yu Qiong obediently answered, “Yes.” 

Su An got up and went to the bathroom.

The bathroom was steaming hot. If you want to take a comfortable hot bath in this weather, you only need a lot of firewood, and people who have no money can’t afford it. Su An soaked in the water comfortably and hummed a tune by the way.

The tune breaks off and goes out of the window, allowing the men outside to wash away the exhaustion of the day as well.

He Changhuai, dressed in black, stood in front of the window. He lit a cigar and quietly enjoyed the tranquility of the moment. 

He considers himself a good young man, who had no habit of peeking in other people’s baths. Staying here is like a husband guarding his wife. He Changhuai chuckled a few times, and this thought brought him some secret happiness.

Su An swiped the remaining water, and then his thought once again drifted. Thinking of Yu Qiong’s weirdness for a while, and then thinking of Jiang Zherong’s death omens.

But he thought of He Changhuai again.

He Changhuai and He Xiran. 

Are he and Chu He of the same species, and what are they anyway?

“He Changhuai…” He whispered softly.

He Changhuai at the window was stunned, for a moment, his ears pricked up involuntarily. His eyes were overflowing with surprise, and the cigar burned to his fingertips without him realizing it.

But the man in the room, who seduced him to become unlike himself, murmured again, “Jiang Zhengrong…” 

He Changhuai’s expression changed.

Black as the bottom of a pot.

With the sound of water pattering, Su An stood up from the tub, and went to put on a thick coat. He then walked all the way from the bathroom to the bedroom with a wet hair, and just as he was about to call Yu Qiong to ask again, the door was suddenly slammed opened, accompanied with a sound of a voice displaying an extreme anger, “Daughter-in-law, do you remember me?”

Su An was startled. 

He turned around in astonishment, and saw a tall and burly man standing in the shadow of the backlight, his face shrouded in darkness. He was very familiar with this man’s voice, and as soon as he heard it, his whole body became weak and soft because of fear.

He Changhuai still came after them!

Wuwuwu, as expected of his man.

Seeing his fearful expression, He Changhuai smiled coldly and raised his head to extinguish the lights in the house with a stone. After closing the door, he walked silently towards Su An step by step. 

Ye Su’an had just finished bathing, his body still emits a fresh fragrance, like the misty mountains in the morning mist, the dewdrops dancing in the lotus leaves, clean and spotless.

He Changhuai, however, could smell the stench of sweat on his own body from running around for days on end.

His footsteps stopped abruptly, and then he turned around and walked out. The door flicked a few times, then closed again with trepidation.

Su An’s trembling movements froze: “…” 

He was stunned and stared at the door blankly.

Surprised him and ran away, what does this man wanted to play?

He Changhuai just took a quick shower with Su An’s remaining water.

He was very fast, but by the time he came to the bedroom with his clothes on again, the door was already tightly closed. He Changhuai smiled, then he walked to the window, he reached out and pushed it, and found that it could be pushed open without force. He was surprised, “Boss Ye is too careless.” 

He accepted this careless little surprise wholeheartedly and flipped over and entered the room through the window. The light was bright, Ye Su’an was sitting on a chair, his jade face was cold, and he was holding a sharp weapon in his hand for self-defense.

He Changhuai easily captured his hands from behind, he blindfolded Su An again and carried him to the bed.

They have shared a room three times, but this is the first time they have been intimate on Su An’s territory.

He Changhuai was a bit agitated, his movements were fierce, Su An was dizzy from the bump. But he felt that it was not enough, and became more insistent on the character design on this body, and said irritating words over and over again: “Dirty thing, don’t touch me!” 

“Go away!”

He Changhuai had heard these words many times, and he couldn’t help laughing out loud. He then sneered without changing his face, “Really, your mouth is as strong as your heart.”

Su An whimpered and spat out the most damning words, and murmured absentmindedly: “He Changhuai…”

The man, who trapped him on the bed and did whatever he wanted, was stunned, his eyes flashed with unspeakable light, “Who?” 

“He Changhuai, save me,” The black cloth was wet by his two eyes, and his fair face was flushed with forbearance. Su An’s lips parted, he choked and shouted, “He Changhuai——”

He Changhuai’s heart thumped in his chest, he couldn’t help but lower his head, and Su An asked, forehead to forehead: “Who is this man again, and he can still save you from me?”

His palms were sweating.

He Changhuai even pleaded unconsciously. 

Ye Su’an, please say something human.

Say something that makes me happy.