As for things during childhood, it’s not as if he rembers nothing. He knows that in his life, there’s an irreplaceable brother who was as good to him as one could possibly be. However, exactly how good, he can’t recall clearly—just a vague impression. He can’t even rember what that brother looked like, only a blurry shadow. No matter how hard he tries, he cannot clearly reproduce it in his mind.
Turns out, he grows up to look like this: sword-like eyebrows, double eyelids, very spirited eyes, a prominent nose. His facial features aren’t unattractive, exuding a remarkable aura, tall and upright in stature. With his eyes closed, he appears serene, extrely pleasing to look at.
But, since you had abandoned , why appear in my world now, stirring up those unpleasant feelings in my heart?
Now you’re reappearing before , acting all protective and persistent in pursuing . What is your intention?
Do you think I would be moved?
Hmph! I’m telling you, no matter how hard you try to make ands now, you cannot erase the original sin of abandoning !
The insecurity about this world is the most unforgettable lesson you’ve left in my life!
Hua Hua muttered in grievance in his heart, angrily turning over, only to turn back monts later. He stared intently at his face, gazing, glaring, gawking, looking. Finally, he casually grabbed a roll of toilet paper from the table and tossed it at him.
Ling Yin stirred, and Hua Hua’s heart skipped a beat. He imdiately closed his eyes, pretending to sleep.
Holding his breath, straining his ears, he heard the creaking sound from the bed next door.
Awoken by the noise, Ling Yin placed the roll of toilet paper back on the table, walked to the window, closed it, and then returned to the bedside. Noticing that the blanket on Hua Hua was not properly covering him, he adjusted it.
Ling Yin sighed, rubbing his temples. He was completely out of sorts right after getting up. However, he couldn’t help but check on Hua Hua’s bandaged thigh, eyes full of heartache and self-bla.
If only he had kept a better watch over him, he wouldn’t have run off to the park, let alone be bitten by a snake.
The door creaked open.
Ling Yin’s secretary entered with a food box, "Boss Ling, you’re awake? The Gu Family just sent over so soup. Drink so while it’s hot to warm your stomach."
Ling Yin pointed to the table, gesturing for her to put it down, then got up to go to the bathroom.
His throat felt terribly uncomfortable, and he didn’t want to speak.
Looking at himself in the mirror, half of his face was swollen, especially the lips—it really looked bad. No wonder Hua Hua laughed nonstop upon seeing him. Ling Yin examined his left face, then his right, frowning: Would it be permanently disfigured?
This truly was both terrible and botherso.
The secretary poured the soup into a small bowl, but Ling Yin couldn’t drink it; his entire tongue was numb after he applied dication and couldn’t hold water. The secretary kindly suggested, "How about using a straw?"
Ling Yin reluctantly nodded; it seed like the only solution.
The secretary, a gracious and elegant beauty who had been serving as his secretary since graduating from Harvard, was excellent in her work. Ling Yin found her very capable, and the two maintained a top-down relationship at work, while privately being good friends. The secretary was genuinely frightened, couldn’t help but comnt, "Boss Ling, you are such a smart and calm person, why do you keep getting confused in matters of love?"
He accepted the straw she tore from a milk carton and drank slowly.
The secretary softly advised, "No matter how interested you are in Young Master Hua, you shouldn’t keep joking with your own body. Recently, there’s been a lot of news about you, and the rumors about you coming out are being whispered behind your back, badly affecting your image...
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