âBoss, didnât you say you werenât going to investigate on why I skipped work this morning? I donât have to tell you where I went. Itâs my privacy.â These days, I was becoming more and more stubborn.
âWell, youâve had previous convictions, of course I have to watch out for you.â Suyang flatly stated as he leaned his body towards the left. Most likely, he was playing a race car game and needed to make a right turn.
âWhat do you mean by previous convictions?â
âYou didnât care about your life in the past. Who knows whether youâve gotten into some trouble again.... Everyday, I have to watch you. Because of you, Iâve already aged more than a decade! At the end of the day, am I your actual boss or are you my boss?!â
As Suyang continue to jabber on and on, I squeezed out a forced smile. Sadly, I was already involved in the Xu Weishan mystery.
Although I was thinking of this, I still tried to reassure him, âDonât worry about me. Why would there be so many things for me to get involved in? Stop blindly accusing.â
âThen come and play a game with me!â Suyang seemed to have finished with his current game. He patted on the spot next to him, âThis is your bossâs order. Come here.â
How come I felt like a dog instead? I was a bit annoyed, but nonetheless, I still woefully went to his side.
âFor you!â Suyang handed me a video game controller, âThis is how you move forward, backward, left, right, accelerate, and drift...understand?â
âUnderstand my ass!â He spoke faster than my Senior High School health studies. Even a ghost wouldnât understand.
However, Suyang disregarded my protest. The game was starting, and he was clearly bullying a newcomer. There were a total of three rounds. After the game was over, he won by two rounds.
After his win, Suyang appeared to be joyfully satisfied as he insulted me, âYou suck at basketball. You also suck at race car.â
âThatâs because I havenât gotten enough practice. If I play a few more times, watch me surpass you!â How could I let him look down on me?
Hence, our battle began.
We played hundreds of times, and I lost hundreds of time.
âIâm not playing anymore!â I felt like I was going to explode from the continuous losses. So, I threw the video game controller aside and reclined on the couch. Deep down, I was thinking, âHe had already played for so many years. Whereas, I have only played for a day. How could I beat him....â
âAre you tired?â
âMy heart is tired!â I shut my eyes. I was honestly very exhausted. In a few more seconds, I would have fallen asleep.
âYour face....â Suddenly, Suyang used his hand to pinch my face. I was so surprised that I hurriedly opened my eyes and escaped from his evil clutches.
I heartlessly slapped his hand away and snapped, âWhat are you trying to do? Sexual assault? Psycho...â
âNo. Donât move.â Suyang placed one of his hands behind my back and prevented me from moving backwards. Then, he shifted towards me and tilted my chin up with his other hand as he stared at the left side of my face. He spoke forcefully and with justice, âStrange....â
Here we go again. Suyang is always making intimate moves on me without giving any prior notice.
Likewise, my heart was pounding without prior notice.
âWhat is it?â His tone made me feel frightened.
âThereâs something.....â Suyang licked his finger and began to wipe his saliva on my face, âon your face.â
âHuh!?â I grabbed Suyangâs wrist and made an excuse, âYour saliva...is so filthy!â
âFilthy? Thereâs something sticking on your face, Iâm helping you remove it!â
âNo need! No thanks!â I rolled off the couch and ran to the washroom to see what was on my face.
It was....
I touched the faint red bloodstain on my cheek. This was Xiao Xinâs blood.
I stood in front of the mirror for a very long time as I fixedly stared at the bloodstain like I was watching a whirlpool. My eyes continued to enlarge. What type of world was this poor child living in?
I had no idea.
While I was deep in thought, Suyang was leaning by the washroom door without my notice. His presence brought me back to reality, âWhy havenât you wiped it off? I seriously donât know what youâre doing on a daily basis...â It sounded like he was complaining and investigating at the same time. Suyang was waiting for me to explain.
âThis is a childâs blood. The child is around eight or nine years old. Today, he was on the swings underneath a tree. He collapsed in front of me.â
As I spoke, my voice began to tremble more and more. It was as if there was something stuck inside my heart and throat. I felt congested.
âThis is his blood. He collapsed in front of me without any prior warning....â I whispered.
âDonât think about it anymore. If you keep imagining the scene before you, it will constantly repeat in your mind. You will experience the same intense emotions again and again. Are you grieving? Or is it pity? Sympathy?â
âI donât know... my heart just feels very numb. Itâs hard to breathe.â I pulled a tissue out and wiped the bloodstain off my face. I turned to Suyang and weakly said, âIâm tired. Iâm going to return to my room and lay down.â
I wasnât sure when my eyes had turned watery, but Suyang had became a very blurry image. I could still vaguely see him nodding though.
I shoved my head into the pillow as I thought to myself, âIf Iâm already suffering to this degree, I wonder how much the fake Xu Weishan was going through?â
I didnât even have the strength to pull up the curtains. My eyelids grew heavier and heavier.
*dong dong*. I was awaken by the sounds of knocking. Sure enough, Suyang wouldnât be Suyang if he would allow me have a good rest.
âEnter.â I simply responded with one word. I didnât bother to turn my head as I waited for Suyangâs explanation.
But I only heard his light footsteps. It sounded like he had placed something on my bedside cabinet. Then, I heard him leave the room.
By the time I turned around, Suyang was nowhere to be seen. On my cabinet was the book that Suyang wanted me to buy for him today. What was his intentions?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
I reached over and grabbed the book. I disassembled the packaging and opened the it. As I lay down, I turned to the first page. There was a preface:
Emotion is what gives life meaning. There are two types of massacres: one is to satisfy the self-ego, while the latter is due to the desire for othersâ emotions.
Deep down, thanks to emotions, all of us possess the seed of destruction.
All of us have a measuring cup inside of us. No one knows its marked scale until the negativity has exceeded its load.
Since every single human possess emotions, there isnât an absolute good or bad person. No one has the qualifications to judge a person based on their characteristics. Who created the labels? Whatâs the boundary to a good and bad person?
This chapter is quite sad! While waiting for more releases, why not read something else to keep your mind occupied? (wink) Please check out timebunâs translations of . Timebun is a great friend Iâve met through translating, and Iâm a huge fan of her work. Timebun was a great wingbun and promoted SG in her chapter 54, so I must return the favour! Her novel is about a female MC who transmigrated into a novel that she was reading. Interestingly enough, the male MC is a reincarnator and he hates the female MC because she cheated on him in his previous life. So now, we have two leads who âknowsâ what will happen in the story. Will they change anything? Read to find out!
Note: The female MC only read half the novel before transmigrating, so she doesnât know the ending. ð