He devoted half of his lifeâs efforts, just wanting them to reunite in their youth.
But this time they reunited, yet they couldnât even remain friends.
He dialed the phone over and over, until night fell, and finally, the call went through once more.
"Gu Peng, stop calling, I know everything now. I donât blame you for what happened in the past, letâs just let it go."
Lin Chuxiaâs calm voice came through the phone, and Gu Peng suddenly laughed.
Even though Qin Yang said Lin Chuxia wouldnât ignore him anymore, even though she didnât pick up all those calls, Gu Peng didnât care.
He didnât believe Lin Chuxia could truly draw a line with him.
"Do you really have to be so heartless? You actually believed that scumbag Li Guangyuanâs words, and didnât even give me a chance to explain?"
"I didnât believe his words, nor do I think you need to explain anything to me, Gu Peng. Everything is in the past; even in my previous life, I didnât dwell on such matters. Do you think in this life, I would hold onto them? I thank you for giving me the chance to live again, to have a new life, and thatâs all."
"And thatâs all, and thatâs all...," Gu Peng laughed until he coughed, "I did so much for you, and all I get is one thank you, Lin Chuxia, I donât need your thanks."
"Then what do you need? My life to give to you again?" Lin Chuxia paused, "If thatâs what you want, Iâm always here for you to take."
"Lin Chuxia, you know what I want," Gu Peng shouted.
"Iâm sorry, what you want, I canât give. Gu Peng, Iâve said it before, you canât force matters of the heart, why hold on so stubbornly? Let it go, for yourself, and for me too."
Truth be told, knowing Gu Peng had reincarnated for her made Lin Chuxia feel a tinge of guilt, but this was soon replaced by the scheme behind this reincarnation.
He schemed tirelessly for his rebirth for her, yet wasnât it also another form of manipulation.
Others calculate gains and losses, but Gu Peng was calculating her life and death.
This kind of affection was too heavy, and she couldnât bear it.
...............
With a "bang," the courtyard door was violently opened.
Hui Zi, who had just returned from the restroom, jumped in fright, "Damn, which little bastard is so oblivious, not even looking at where they are, daring to cause trouble here... O... Old... Boss?"
Hui Zi almost didnât recognize the man standing in front.
Itâs the first time he saw the boss in such a sorry state.
Back then, when they ruled over West Street for so many years, why did they start calling Gu Peng boss? It was because Gu Peng could fight.
It was just a small matter back then, seeing Gu Pengâs defiant look, standing tall on their turf, they wanted to teach him a lesson.
But instead of teaching him, Gu Peng gave them a good beating.
Not only that, they seemed to have provoked some kind of fierce god, eventually having no choice but to bow and call Gu Peng the boss.
But to be fair, Gu Peng was quite loyal, helping them secure many benefits when he became their boss.
He had a good eye, back then their group was only collecting protection fees and doing small trades.
Gu Peng led them to the Southern part, bringing back in-demand goods.
The two screening rooms they set up were as busy as any cinema.
Especially late at night when some intense films were shown, money flowed in like a windfall.
In short, without the boss, they wouldnât have found so many ways to make money or had such foresight.
Yet this very boss ended up beaten, his face bruised and swollen.
"Boss, who had the nerve to do this? Iâll get the brothers and weâll definitely get revenge for you."
Hui Zi angrily moved to leave, but Gu Peng stopped him.
"Come inside with me."
"Boss, you say it."
Gu Peng took a towel and wiped his face, "Help me go find out what Li Guangyuan has been up to lately."
Hui Zi immediately understood.
This Li Guangyuan was an old acquaintance, the boss often had them âlook afterâ him.
Judging by the bossâs grim expression, it seems Li Guangyuan is in for a tough time.
Gu Peng surely wouldnât let Li Guangyuan have an easy time.
He didnât expect Li Guangyuan not only reincarnated but also knew his secret.
He even dug out the truth about Lin Chuxiaâs accident in her past life and told her.
If heâd known this man was capable of such things, he should have dealt with him before when he left in the previous life.
..................
On the other side, when Qin Yang returned to Yan City, he first stopped by Old Sir Heâs house.
Old Sir He was sitting on the warm brick bed watching TV, and when he saw Qin Yang enter, his attention was immediately drawn to him.
He even got off the bed and circled around Qin Yang.
"This is really something, youâve learned to fight too now, huh? You went for a fight and ended up looking like this, better head out, before the neighbors see and it embarrasses me."
Qin Yang had already looked at his face in the mirror in the car; most of it was alright, but the bruise on the corner of his mouth was the most obvious.
Feeling Old Sir Heâs disdain, Qin Yang quickly explained, "Master, even though I got hurt, the other guy looked worse, his face was like a pigâs head. My injury was just a moment of carelessness, took a sneaky hit."
"Well, thatâs more like it," Old Sir He nodded with satisfaction upon hearing his opponent was worse off.
"They say if you donât have the skills, donât take on big tasks. If you donât have what it takes, stay out of trouble, stop making Chuxia and the kid worry, a man should protect the home, not make the women fret."
Qin Yang sighed, "Master, when have I caused trouble? This time I was really pushed too far, but the matter is resolved. Can you find me some medicine, something that works right away, otherwise, Xiaxia will worry seeing me like this when I go back."
Old Sir He pointed at his swollen lips, "With a face like that, what medicine can work instantly? I think youâd better admit your mistake to Xiaxia honestly."
"Please, Master, youâve got it wrong, Iâm not scared to admit it, Iâm afraid Xiaxia will worry. Didnât you also say not to make the wife and kids worry? I remember you have a bunch of injury medicines, arenât they in this drawer?"
Qin Yang ignored the old man and started rummaging through the drawers.
He absolutely couldnât make his wife worry.
Old Sir He noticed that when it came to Xiaxia, Qin Yang could also be quite unreasonable.
It showed how much he truly cherished Xiaxia.
"The leftmost drawer, the one on the outside."
Qin Yang found the medicine and applied it in front of the mirror, noticing a few bruises on the back of his hand as well, he applied ointment to those too.
Then he sat there with his hands spread out, waiting.
After about a quarter of an hour, he checked the mirror again.
"Master, your medicine isnât working, it hasnât done anything."