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Chapter 7.4 – Retiring the Head

The person entering the room carried a faint smell of tobacco along with the fragrance of familiar cologne. It smelled so good that Zhou Yun Sheng’s anxious nerves immediately relaxed. Unconsciously, his defenses against this man had weakened a lot, but he was unaware of it.

“It’s so late, why aren’t you asleep?” Zhou Yun Sheng turned on the light. At the same time, he blocked the glare from his eyes with his hand.

“What are you hiding there for? Are you afraid of a thief breaking in?” Xue Zi Xuan turned his head and saw the teenager wearing only a thin set of pajamas, standing barefoot on the ground. He hurried over to pick him up and gently put him to bed.

“En. I really thought that a thief had broken in. Do you believe that I would have hit you with the alarm clock if I hadn’t smelled your scent?” Zhou Yun Sheng was so tired. His murmuring voice was a little hoarse as he complained, and it had the flavor of a spoiled child.

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He rolled over; exposing the hand hidden behind his back, and clenched in his fist was an alarm clock. It was made of iron and could be used like a brick.

Zhou Yun Sheng’s adorable manner of speaking caused Xue Zi Xuan to laugh in amusement. When he saw the alarm clock, he laughed even more. He dug into the warm quilt with the boy. He took the alarm clock and placed it on the bedside table, and he put one arm behind his* head like a pillow.

[*T/N: The raws are vague with the pronouns, but I think XZX might be using his arm as a pillow for ZYS]

“Sorry. Scared you.” He kissed the boy’s pink-stained cheeks and said softly, “Go to sleep quickly. Tomorrow, follow me to the orchestra.”

He lay beside the boy. His restless heart was still restless, but not as lonely and gloomy as before. He sighed contentedly, feeling dizzy with great, unbearable happiness.

Was this real? With his other hand, he touched the teenager’s cheek, feeling the delicate skin and warmth beneath his fingertips, he told himself lightly – this was real.

Zhou Yun Sheng felt ticklish from his touch. He shook his head from side to side and mumbled bewildered, “Why go to the orchestra? Why do you have to squeeze into my bed, my bed is too small.”

The one point five meter bed wasn’t big enough for the young master to fully stretch out his legs straight, but he still had to drill into his hot place. It was too much. His heart was full of complaints. He forced open his foggy peach blossom eyes to glare at the other, and unconsciously pouted his lips.

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Xue Zi Xuan was again brought to laughter by him. He never knew that the teenager could not control his temper when he was sleepy. He was like a kitten with puffed up fur and would scratch out at people at any time with his paws. But he liked this youth before his eyes, unrestrainedly venting his dissatisfaction. He had seen the teenager when he was obedient, when he was angry, when he was sad, and when he was heartless, but he had never seen him lying on a soft pillow and slumbering.

This truth and liveliness, arrogance and cuteness melted his heart.

Zhou Yun Sheng originally thought that he would lose sleep, but perhaps it was due to Xue Zi Xuan’s hunger for skinship, it forced Zhou Yun Sheng to quickly become familiar with the other person’s breath and embrace. Instead, he slept deeper than before. When he woke up the next day, the sky was already bright, and the windows were covered with tiny droplets of water. Through the drops of water, one could faintly see a stretch of pure white.

He turned over and sat up. He touched the bedding next to him. It was cold. Xue Zi Xuan got up early. With messy hair on his head, he went into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. Suddenly, he heard a great commotion from downstairs, the sounds of breaking bowls and plates, and a woman screaming out of control.

Ah damn, was Xue Jing Yi having another episode again? It would be nice if she could just directly die, then he would be free. He darkly speculated in Schadenfreude, but he knew that no matter who died, the children of fate would not die.

Just based on such sinister ideas, the system would need to impose punishment. It was a parasite in the host’s soul. It controlled not only the host’s life, but also his thoughts and behaviors. This was what Zhou Yun Sheng could not tolerate.

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But at this moment, the system was motionless, as if it had not detected his infidelity to the world plot. Zhou Yun Sheng was stunned for a moment and immediately whispered, no more energy? Apart from the normal operation, was there no energy left to punish him anymore? Very good. He was one step closer to completely getting rid of the system.

He was preparing to mobilize his mental strength and continue to hack into the system’s defenses, when a new round of smashing things sounded in the living room, as well as a fierce quarrel between Xue Rui and Xue Li Dan Ni.

He pushed his hair back irritably. He had to go see what happened. Xue Jing Yi stood at the corner of the staircase, looking down indifferently. She was wrapped in a thick cotton ankle-length robe. At a glance, she looked like a pearl.

“Jing Yi, what happened?” Zhou Yun Sheng greeted her softly, and looked her up and down once. Then he asked, “Are you a bit better?” She really got a lot better. You could rarely see people who have a heart attack get out of bed and walk around the next day. The children of fate were indeed cockroaches that could not be killed.

“I’m much better. Thank you. Xiao Yi, I only have you, this one blood-related relative. From now on, can you accompany me more? To tell you the truth, my illness is very serious. I don’t which day I will go to sleep and never wake up again.” Xue Jing Yi suddenly stepped forward and pulled on the boy’s clothes with a face full of sadness and pleading.

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Chapter 7.3 – Retiring the Head

No matter how shocked and resentful Xue Jing Yi was, the truth was that Xue Zi Xuan quietly walked away and completely ignored her, who was curled up in the corner.

Xue Jing Yi was out of methods. She could only forcibly raise her head in grief and whisper, “Brother, you’re back. I waited for you all night.”

“You could wear thick pajamas and wait for me by the heater, or you could wait for me in the bedroom with central air-conditioning. In the middle of the night, what are you doing, wearing a nightdress in the corner? What are you getting ready to do? You want to have another relapse and annoy me? You don’t even cherish yourself, so how could others cherish you?” Xue Zi Xuan stood firm, and looked at the young girl with a stern face.

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“I’m sorry. Mom and Fu Bo made me go to bed early, so I didn’t dare to wait in the living room. In my room, I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to hear your footsteps coming back. Brother, I assure you, I will definitely cherish myself from now on. Don’t get angry, okay? If I did something wrong, tell me what it is. I will change for certain.” Xue Jing Yi stepped forward hesitantly, trying to pull on her brother’s clothes. This was her habitual movement, as if connecting with his clothes would allow her to follow him for a lifetime.

Xue Zi Xuan took two steps back and said quietly, “Go back to your room.” Will definitely change if she did something wrong? These words could only fool her blindly loving parents. If Xue Jing Yi set her mind to something, even if she must step on a ground of blood and skeletons, she would still strive to go forward.

“I won’t go back. I want to talk to you.” Xue Jing Yi raised her little face, which held a weeping expression.

“I have nothing to talk to you about.” Xue Zi Xuan turned away and did not look back at all. “The body is yours. If you want to trample on it then that’s your problem. Maybe others will feel bad, but I won’t. Shape up and behave yourself*.” This was his last word of advice. If she still walked the same path in this life as she did in her last life, then he would not show any kindness to her.

[*T/N: 好自为之 hao zi wei zhi – could mean “shape up and behave yourself”, but could also mean “you’re on your own”]

Xue Jing Yi covered her mouth. The pain was beyond words. Won’t feel bad for her. He admitted with his own mouth that he would not feel bad for her. The chill brought by this sentence was far stronger than the ice and snow outside. Xue Jing Yi froze instantly. It wasn’t until a long time later before she stepped forward and slowly walked back to her bedroom. She dug into the duvet indifferently, like a soulless puppet, and closed her eyes.

She thought her heart would be torn by this sentence, but weirdly, she didn’t feel any discomfort. In the midst of it, she seemed to become stronger and more determined. As long as her brother did not leave her, she could bear many cruel blows.

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“Brother, you said you won’t care about me, but you must be lying to me, right? This is a radical method*, it must be a radical method, so that I will cherish myself. Fine. I will listen to you. I will take good care of my body. Don’t get angry with me. I know, you dote on me, you cherish me…” In the midst of talking to herself, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

[*T/N: 激将法 ji jiang fa – indirect, psychological method of getting somebody to do as one wishes, for example, goading someone or saying the opposite of what you want someone to do. Works well on people with brash or childish temperaments.]

Xue Zi Xuan didn’t know that Xue Jing Yi had distorted his original intention. Of course, even if he knew it, he would not care. He could not sleep. Even if the teenager’s room was just downstairs, he still could not sleep. In the previous life, as long as he could stand under the same sky as the teenager and look at him from a distance that was neither too far nor too near, he would be satisfied.

But now, he longed for something more real. What was a bottomless pit of desire? This was a bottomless pit of desire. When he could see, he wanted to touch; when he could touch, he wanted to hold; when he could hold, he wanted to kiss; when he could kiss, he wanted to completely and utterly possess; to possess forever and ever.

Unable to suppress the heat in his heart and body, he took out a cigarette from the drawer and lit it. He stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and watched the white snow outside while puffing away on the cigarette.

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When the snowflakes fell, the slight rustling sounds made the night seem even quieter in comparison, and the strong sense of loneliness followed the spicy smoke invading his nasal cavity and lung tube. Xue Zi Xuan’s eyes reddened unconsciously.

He took two hard breaths, crushed the cigarette, and walked to stand outside the boy’s bedroom door. After more than ten minutes, he put his palm on the doorknob and turned it gently.

The door could not be opened. The teenager had locked it before going to bed. Xue Zi Xuan supported his forehead with his hand, sighed lowly, ignored the coldness of the sky, and went to wake Fu Bo up in the middle of the night.

“Young Master, what do you want the keys for?”

“Ah, all right, this is the key to the first-floor rooms*, this is the key to the second-floor rooms, and this is the key to the third-floor rooms. Sir’s study requires a fingerprint and iris scan. If you want to go in, you must ask him for permission. I can’t help you here. Young Master, you can just take these three keys. You don’t need to return them to me. Everyone in the family has a set, but you never asked for it, so I forgot about it.” Fu Bo took out three keys.

[*T/N: It’s hard to distinguish if something is a singular or plural noun. Even context doesn’t really help, but I’m assuming such a big house can’t have only three keys in total, so they’re probably master keys.]

Xue Zi Xuan took the keys and walked away. He tried several times before finding the right one.

Sleeping in the wolf cave, how could Zhou Yun Sheng dare to put down his alertness? When he heard the sound of unlocking coming from the door, he immediately turned over to get out of bed and hid behind the door. The light from the corridor projected through the gap in the door, like a long golden thread along the floor. Then a tall figure blocked the light and slowly entered.

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Chapter 7.2 – Retiring the Head

“Okay, I’ll find someone to arrange it right away.” Xue Rui couldn’t be bothered to care about anything else. His son was only interested in music and had no intention of inheriting the family business. This has always been a sore point in his heart. Everyone was closely scrutinizing them. Once he gradually aged and his control of the Xue consortium weakened, this big influential business that he went through great trials and tribulations to fight for and establish, would be reduced to prey for the wolves to feed on. Ultimately, it would be tore up and thoroughly divided.

That kind of prospect, just thinking about it was enough to make his heart cramp with pain, even if he was healthy, he might suddenly get an illness from it. Before, he had also considered how to persuade his son to study business. He even secretly thought that if his son wouldn’t do it, then he would find a mistress to birth another son and cultivate that child for the future.

However, Xue Li Dan Ni’s family weren’t some harmless herbivores. If an illegitimate child really came to the door to divide the family assets, her family would turn the entire capital upside down. So saddening. Xue Rui has been worrying about this all along, but all of a sudden, his son was enlightened, and his biggest problem was solved. As long as his son was not an idiot, he had absolute certainty that he could train him into a qualified successor.

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“Do you want to start at the grassroots level or go straight to airborne?” Xue Rui picked up the phone and asked while dialing the number. He hoped that his son would choose to start at the grassroots level, as that would be the best way to see his potential.

Xue Zi Xuan laughed lowly. In the previous life, he was the person who transferred the disintegrated Xue’s consortium abroad and developed it into a great international chaebol. Why would he need to start at the grassroots level? What he couldn’t afford right now was time. Others in the Xue family might feel that Xue Jing Yi’s condition was very serious and required long-term conditioning in order for her to be strong enough to bear the risk of a heart replacement surgery. Only he knew how powerful her vitality was.

Once she got over her tantrum, and no longer tossed herself about, her speed of recovery could only be described as “amazing.” Therefore, he must fully control the forces inside and outside the Xue household before she got better.

“Direct airborne to the Business Department.” Pressing the cigarette butt into the ashtray and crushing it hard, Xue Zi Xuan’s tone was unquestionable and decisive.

“I suggest you start at the grass-roots level of human resources and find out the status quo of the company. There are many people in the business department, and you can’t survive it.” Xue Rui persuaded bitterly. In the end, this was his own son, so he would rather he take less detours. The Xue consortium was not Xue Rui’s one-man show. There were still the main branch, third branch, and fourth branch of the Xue family to consider, especially in the business department. It was full of all kinds of open fights, secret maneuvers, and mutual deceptions. His son was in love with the arts, when did he ever taste the treachery of the business world?

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If he were inattentive and schemed against, he would end up falling from a high place and suffering a crushing defeat. The blow would be sufficient for him to never be able to raise his head for a lifetime. And the shareholders would lose confidence in the future of the Xue consortium, thus giving the other three branches of the family a chance. Therefore, Xue Rui would like him to start from the lowest level, step by step, and climb up steadily. Even if he had the occasional failure, he would still have the ability to stand up again.

“Whether I can succeed or not, I know the score*. I’m going to the Business Department. Position is general manager (CEO)**. Help me arrange it. I will tie up the loose ends with the orchestra and report to the company three days later.” He stood up and walked away.

[*T/N: 心里有数 xin li you shu – to know the score (idiom) / to be well aware of the situation]

[**T/N: 总经理 zong jing li – general manager / CEO]

His son was even planning to quit his job at the orchestra. Seems like he’s for real. Xue Rui was comforted. If his heart was set on general manager, then general manager it was. If worst came to worst, he could just arrange a few trusted aides to provide assistance. At this time, there was no need to nitpick. Who knew if he would back out tomorrow?

Thinking like this, he hurriedly made the call and arranged for his son’s appointment.

After leaving the study, Xue Zi Xuan went straight to the teenager’s room. As soon as he got down the stairs, he saw Xue Jing Yi curled up in the shadows of a corner, her face buried between her knees, and she seemed to be asleep. On this very cold day, there was still snow falling outside, but she was only wearing a thin cotton nightdress with her bare arms and ankles exposed. She was cold to the point of having a layer of goosebumps erupt along her skin.

Xue Zi Xuan walked lightly, passing by calmly. He didn’t think about draping a coat over her and carrying her back to her room. All his love and pity for her was long wasted away in his last life. He couldn’t figure it out no matter what; she repeatedly tortured herself and tortured others. What was her plan? The more she wanted to gain sympathy with this, the more he hated her.

Xue Jing Yi, as Xue Zi Xuan had expected, was not asleep, but only pretending to be asleep. She thought that if she curled up in a dark, cold corner like a pitiful thing, then no matter how hard-hearted her brother was, he would still soften. He would then hold her in his warm embrace like before, and carry her to her soft bed, then she would “wake up” and hold his hand, telling him of today’s grievances and sadness.

But her brother chose to walk away silently! How could this be? How could he bear it? Didn’t he know that her body couldn’t handle the extreme heat and cold, sadness and pain? Wasn’t he worried that if she slept in the corridor all night and got a cold and a fever the next day, it would make her condition worse?

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T/N 1: Go to the translations page for the June 2020 (and future) updating schedule.

T/N 2: I’ve picked up two new BL projects recently: Male Lead 2 and Male Lead 3 Happy Ending! and Transmigrated into a School Idol and Forced to Do Business. They’re both transmigration stories with a modern setting.

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Chapter 7.1 – Retiring the Head

Zhou Yun Sheng hurried back to the room beneath Fu Bo’s gaze of loathing detest. He took a hot shower and intended to roll directly to bed, but then he recalled the command of the young master, so he pursed his lips and drew up a tub of hot water. Then he reluctantly soaked his feet for a while.

He had to admit, the heat followed the meridians from the soles of his feet to the rest of his body, which felt much more comfortable than simply taking a shower. After soaking, his feet were red, hot, and soft, and the pores were smooth. As soon as he got under the covers and turned over a few times, a strong drowsiness settled over him.

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Zhou Yun Sheng yawned, and his mouth muttered “really nice and warm,” but his heart was in the snow, thinking of the young man using his strong arms to hold him in a quiet and peaceful embrace against his broad chest.

Before he dozed off, he ignored the fondness and reluctance to part within his heart. Instead, he repeatedly told himself not to indulge or relax his vigilance.

At the same time, Xue Zi Xuan walked into the study and said quietly, “Father, you were looking for me?”

“Close the door.” Xue Rui gestured with one hand and smoked with the other.

Xue Zi Xuan locked the door, walked over, took the cigarette case placed on the table very naturally, and pulled out one to hold in his mouth.

“Why were you looking for me?” He ignited the cigarette with a lighter, took a deep breath, and asked his father without any expression on his face.

Half of his son’s face was hidden in the dark, and half of it was obscured behind the wafting smoke. His handsome face looked like a sculpture, and at this moment the coldness of it was enough to rouse fear in people. The emotion in his narrowed eyes was no longer indifference and melancholy, but an extremely dangerous wildness, maliciousness, and even ruthlessness. He seemed to have gone through vicissitudes overnight, and morphed from an unsullied musician to a deep and unpredictable superior in front of him.

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Xue Rui’s intuition was correct. In his last life, Xue Zi Xuan used his own strength to push the Xue’s consortium that was about to fall apart into the ranks of the international chaebol. He forced himself to grow, compete, and chase. He not only possessed a high degree of talent in music, but he also mastered business matters without a teacher. Once a person pushed himself to the limit, the energy that erupted was often amazing.

Regardless of whether it was his temperament or his ability, the reborn him was able to completely suppress Xue Rui.

“When did you learn to smoke?” The original reprimand turned into a probing question. Xue Rui put on a loving smile.

“Don’t know when.” Xue Zi Xuan breathed out a puff of smoke. The embers of the cigarette painted the tips of long, thin fingers a deep red. Beneath the muddled yellow light of the room, it appeared somewhat dazzling.

From the start, he was a person with a strong presence. He was the focus of the crowd no matter where he went. But now, he didn’t even need to perform (on the piano), just by sitting there calm and upright, he could turn the space around him into his own kingdom.

In front of his son, Xue Rui, this big boss, felt uncomfortable. He snubbed out the cigarette butt and said bitterly, “Smoke less. It’s not good for the body. I was planning to quit smoking after some time.”

Xue Zi Xuan turned a deaf ear. He knew how to take care of his body. Just like in his previous life, in this life, he would leave the world the day after the teenager closed his eyes for the last time. He must always live longer than him by one day, so that he could guard him till the end, even if that protection was not needed.

There was an awkward silence in the room. Xue Rui suddenly felt that the person in front of him was so strange that he didn’t know how to communicate with him.

After taking a moment to compose himself, Xue Rui put on airs and reproved, “Where did you take Huang Yi? Do you know that your sister is still sick?”

“When is she ever not sick? Could it be that every time she gets sick everyone has to stay by her side without eating or drinking?”

Xue Zi Xuan exhaled another plume of smoke. He narrowed his eyes in ridicule, his gaze unconcerned.

Xue Rui waved his hand wearily. “You know I didn’t mean it like that. She relies on you. When she woke up and didn’t see you, she cried for a long time, and almost fainted again. Today she has relapsed twice. She can’t be irritated anymore. From now on, keep her company more, show her more concern, and once her health gets better we can have the surgery. In the future, she will be healthy, and we won’t have to worry anymore.”

Xue Zi Xuan fiercely sucked in a mouthful of smoke. The thick smoke he emitted blocked the violence in his eyes. He wanted to grab his father by the necktie, and ask him how he could have no qualms about this. Was Xue Jing Yi’s life a life, and the youth’s life not a life?

Did they know that the youth was like a needle in his heart, already inserted so deep that it has integrated with his flesh and blood? The youth was his reliance and the longing of his soul. They wanted to scoop out the teenager’s heart; they wanted his life. That was the same as wanting Xue Zi Xuan’s life.

Reluctantly suppressing the urge to tear into his father, Xue Zi Xuan said in a somber voice, “Are you done talking?”

Xue Rui was so annoyed by his indifferent attitude that he was about to smack the table and rebuke him, but then he heard Xue Zi Xuan said, “I’m preparing to retire from music, and formally take over the family business.”

“What did you say?” Xue Rui hurriedly asked.

“I want to retire, and then take over the family business,” Xue Zi Xuan repeated patiently. He knew how powerful his enemies were, so he desperately wanted power.

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Chapter 6.7 – Not Forgetting the Original Intention

Zhou Yun Sheng could not misunderstand the split second of forward force imposed by the young man. He lived beneath the other’s roof; he could not afford to not bow his head. He said “like” in a voice that was practically inaudible, slowly approached, and kissed the young man at lightning speed on the cheek.

Originally, Xue Zi Xuan had wanted to tilt his head so that the kiss would land on his lips, but considering the shy character of the teenager, he had to reluctantly press down his desires. He didn’t want to scare him away at this point.

There was a trace of wetness left on his cheek, and the smell of steak and sauce, but it did not make Xue Zi Xuan feel sick. On the contrary, he was now very satisfied and very happy. At this point in time, the teenager liked him, and as long as he thought about it, he couldn’t help the smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

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He kissed the teenager’s cheek again. Then he moved back and ate at a very slow pace. In contrast, Zhou Yun Sheng’s movements were lightning quick as he finished dinner and dessert. Then he held the glass of milk in his hands and took small sips. He watched the customers leave one by one. The restaurant went from crowded to empty. Zhou Yun Sheng suspected that the young man would eat until the end of time.

Xue Zi Xuan had tried his best to extend the time between the two of them, but time still passed minute by minute. Only when he saw that the restaurant was about to close, did he settled the bill and left with the youth.

The parking spot was still a long way from the restaurant. Zhou Yun Sheng wanted to go quickly, but the young man held his waist, so he had to lean on his arms to move forward step by step. Their bodies were pressed so tightly together that their shadows on the ground were completely integrated into one.

Xue Zi Xuan took the Chinese bellflower from his sleeve and inserted it into the youth’s chest pocket. He leaned his head over and kissed him on his cold cheek.

Zhou Yun Sheng knew that once the sluice was opened, the floodwater could not be recovered. Xue Zi Xuan got a small advantage, and then it became increasingly easy for him to eat Zhou Yun Sheng’s tender tofu. He would kiss him out of the blue at every opportunity, incessantly.

He desperately wanted to slap him away, but had to put up with it, so he found a topic as distraction. “When did you bring the flower out? I thought it was left at the restaurant.” It was just a flower; did he need to bring it around everywhere?

“This flower is the first gift I bought for you. It has a different meaning. How could it be randomly left behind?” Xue Zi Xuan sighed contentedly, and guilt flooded his eyes. In his last life, up until the tragedy happened, he never gave the teenager any gifts. It’s not that he didn’t love the teenager enough, but that he didn’t know how to love him.

In this life, he was willing to learn, to change, and to dedicate the best in the world to the youth in his arms.

Zhou Yun Sheng curled his lips in disdain, but his touch was gentle when he stroked the purple petals. This was also the first gift he received.

Suddenly, flakes of snow fluttered down from the sky, and the temperature dropped. Some pedestrians let out excited shouts, and some pulled up their collars and moved quicker. Xue Zi Xuan held the shivering youth close to him and walked a few steps. They passed by a shop window and he saw a long men’s coat on the display mannequin. He stood and looked at it for a while, and then he walked in to ask for the price.

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The price of seven or eight thousand RMB was considered nothing to the young master of the Xue family. He quickly swiped his card for the purchase and had the salesperson cut off the tag.

Zhou Yun Sheng glanced at the overcoat. He felt that this coquettish style with a mink fur collar was very mismatched with the young man. The clothes he wore were always high quality, custom-made, low-key, and luxurious. In addition, they were one of a kind.

But this was a shallow world based on looks. No matter how parvenu the temperament of clothes, when coupled with Xue Zi Xuan’s overwhelmingly noble face, the style immediately improved by several levels. He put on the coat and left the store under the infatuated gaze of the salesperson.

“Like this, it’s warm.” He opened the lapel of his coat and wrapped the boy completely in his arms. With his head flaked in a crown of snow, he chuckled.

The thick fabric cut off the cold wind from all directions, and the body temperature of the young man was constantly flowing, bringing with it the aroma of cologne. This seemingly unreliable embrace was now so warm, broad, and quiet. Zhou Yun Sheng went deeper into his arms, trying to ignore his constantly trembling heartstrings.

Xue Zi Xuan covered them tightly with the layer of clothes, and they stepped steadily towards the car one step at a time. They arrived at the car. He opened the car door and turned on the heater. Both of them sighed comfortably, but at the same time faintly felt lost.

It was past one o’ clock in the middle of the night, when they returned to the Xue manor. Fu Bo was still waiting in the living room.

“Young Master, sir is waiting for you in the study.” He stepped forward and handed them two dry towels.

“I see.” Xue Zi Xuan nodded expressionlessly. When facing outsiders, he was still the cold-blooded and hard-hearted Young Master Xue. However, when he turned to look at the boy, he immediately smiled softly and bent over to help him take off his shoes.

“I’ll do it myself.” Zhou Yun Sheng resisted with a flushed face.

“Your socks got wet. Quickly go back to the room and soak your feet.” Xue Zi Xuan took off his shoes very quickly, and touched the soles of the teenager’s feet, as if he never had mysophobia before.

Fu Bo became more and more shocked and apprehensive the longer he watched. His complexion flipped between green and white, looking just like an artist’s painting palette.

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Chapter 6.6 – Not Forgetting the Original Intention

Originally, Zhou Yun Sheng had intended to act awkwardly in order to embarrass this Tianshan Snow Lotus Xue Zi Xuan, but who knew that the other party had no sense of shame at all. Zhou Yun Sheng could bet that if he continued his original trajectory, the other party would pick up the knife and fork and feed him one mouthful at a time.

“System, this person really hasn’t been taken over by another soul? Scan it again, and be meticulous.” He ordered in his mind.

The system also detected abnormal data, so it wasted a bit of energy, scanned Xue Zi Xuan several times from beginning to end, and replied with an icy electronic voice: “Reporting to the host, this human soul fits into this world.”

Zhou Yun Sheng imitated the young man’s behavior to cut off a piece of steak, put it into his mouth, and chewed slowly. His peach blossom eyes scanned the other person with a hidden look of inquiry. If he could, he really wanted to pry open the young man’s head and see what he was thinking.

“What is it?” Xue Zi Xuan’s body trembled from being the object of focus of the youth’s gaze. Goosebumps erupted over his bare neck and hands. This was definitely not out of aversion or disgust, but a physiological reaction caused by too much excitement.

Such a focused, pure gaze was something he had longed for a lifetime.

“Brother is particularly good-looking when eating.” Zhou Yun Sheng bootlicked the young man. Of course, he really did think this in his mind. After all, the young man was born from an influential family, and was cultured from a young age. There was an implicit and elegant charm in his every action. In particular, his face looked like jade, and his demeanor was elegant. He would be the perfect male god in the eyes of many young women.

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It would not be an exaggeration to say that in this restaurant full of upper-class people and social elites, none of them could top Xue Zi Xuan in terms of appearance or manner.

Xue Zi Xuan never cared whether people slandered or praised him, but right now he was extremely happy. One arm wound around the youth’s back to land on the chair. He half circled Zhou Yun Sheng in his arm, and got close to place a kiss on his supple pink face.

His kiss was like the touch of a dragonfly upon the water, the touch was very light, but the temperature was burning. Zhou Yun Sheng never knew that his skin was so thin that such an action caused him to immediately become hot. He blinked his watery peach blossom eyes and whispered, “What are you doing? What did you kiss me for?”

Xue Zi Xuan looked at him and smiled. “When you like someone to the extreme, you will have the urge to kiss him when you see him.”

Goddamn, another confession. Are you a confession demon? Zhou Yun Sheng was dallied with again. He was really itching to toss a glass of red wine in the other’s face. But in order to avoid OOC, he restrained himself with all his might. Huang Yi was a boy with a low self-esteem, a lack of love, and a timid and cowardly attitude. If he heard this sentence, the most authentic reaction must be shyness, not anger.

Zhou Yun Sheng put down the knife and fork, and covered his cheeks with both hands, leaving only a pair of eyes that were about to overflow with water exposed. The frenetic and helpless expression looked both pitiful and cute.

Xue Zi Xuan chuckled. As long as he was with the teenager, every minute and every second was of extreme happiness, every breath brought with it a sweet aroma, and every mouthful was the taste of happiness. Compared to the despair of the previous life, such a life was tantamount to the top of bliss. How could he be willing to let go? Naturally, even in death he would not let go.

“All right now, kissing is a way for Westerners to show affection, you see.” He squeezed the youth’s red earlobe and motioned for him to look to the right.

There was a pair of foreign lovers sitting next to each other, chatting while eating. Don’t know what the woman said, but the man kissed her on the cheek with a smile.

Duplicity after duplicity. It was normal for a man to kiss a woman, but how could it count when a man kisses a man? Furthermore, you kept me in the dark when you ordered a couple’s meal set, and the tiramisu brought out is cut into the shape of a heart. Do you take me for a fool? Silently cursing up to here, Zhou Yun Sheng lost steam. He had to admit that in the eyes of the Xue family, he must be the same as a dumb fool.

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He took a few glances. Only then did he slowly put down the hands that were covering his face. He whispered, “So it’s like that.” Then he picked back up the knife and fork, ready to decimate this couple’s meal set.

“Brother kissed you because he likes you. Then what about you, do you like Brother?” Xue Zi Xuan did not intend to let him off, guiding him patiently and systematically with his words.

Frick. You’re not done, huh? You offender. Die, you damn gay guy! Scolding up to here, Zhou Yun Sheng realized that he was also a gay guy. He couldn’t help but choke. He lifted his head, and looked at the young man with misty eyes overflowing with water, and pleaded silently.

Xue Zi Xuan turned feverish from head to toe due to Zhou Yun Sheng’s stare. He cupped the back of the youth’s head with his hand, and continued to question, “Does Xiao Yi like Brother?” Hidden beneath the final lilt of that question were countless expectations.

Zhou Yun Sheng, as an orphan who lacked love and was adopted by a kind person, could he say that he didn’t like the brother that was raising him? He nodded his head with great difficulty. Then he licked his lips unconsciously.

Xue Zi Xuan’s eyes darkened. The palm covering the back of the youth’s head applied a bit of forward force, but then quickly let go. He had almost pressed the boy to himself just now, and wanted to disregard all to attack those red lips. Heavens knew how much he longed for him. He longed so much that his heart broke into pieces.

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Chapter 6.5 – Not Forgetting the Original Intention

Spending thousands of yuan to purposely eat a set meal for couples, the relationship between the two men was abundantly clear. The waiter did not reveal any strange expression and continued to ask, “What wine would you like, sir?”

“A glass of Alsace Pinot Noir, and a glass of hot milk.”

“Okay, please wait a moment.” The waiter took the menus and went off.

Xue Zi Xuan smiled at the teenager. Zhou Yun Sheng smiled back purely, but his heart was tangled. What are you ordering a couples meal for? Are you bullying me for not understanding French?
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Just then, a man and woman in luxurious clothes got up and left after eating. They stood in front of Xue Zi Xuan’s seat with a playful smile on their faces.

“Zi Xuan, I heard that you are ill, are you better now?”

“I’m fine now, thank you for your concern.” Xue Zi Xuan nodded politely.

“This is…?” The man spoke hesitantly. After peering at the youth, the woman exclaimed in a stunned voice, “Zi Xuan, who is this, ah? He looks so much like Jing Yi!”

The likeness was to this extent; she did not believe that there was no blood relationship between the two. Did they guess wrong? Perhaps this wasn’t Young Master Xue’s little lover, but President Xue’s bastard son? But that’s not right. How could an illegitimate child be so harmonious with the lawful child? Xue Zi Xuan may look gentle, but it was actually very hard to get close to him.

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“This is Huang Yi, Xue Jing Yi’s twin brother, and also my younger brother.” Xue Zi Xuan said flatly. “Xue Jing Yi has no blood relationship with me, she is a child adopted by the Xue family.”

With this said, the two immediately understood. So that pampered little princess was actually not of Xue blood.

“Xiao Yi, greet Brother Fang and Mrs. Fang*. They are my friends.” Xue Zi Xuan had no friends, but for the future, he was willing to make a few more friends from now on.

[*T/N: XZX addresses her with 嫂 sao, which means sister-in-law, but I don’t think XZX and Brother Fang are blood relatives. He’s just trying to make it sound like they’re close friends to build connections.]

“Brother Fang and Mrs. Fang, I am very pleased to meet you.” Zhou Yun Sheng greeted them like a clever and loveable child, but on the inside his heart was thrumming with nerves. Xue Zi Xuan was confusing him more and more. It could be inferred from the attitude of these two people that they have a close relationship with the Xue family, and introducing Zhou Yun Sheng to them was equivalent to letting the outside world know of his existence. Then how will Xue family’s heart transplant operation work?

Just what does Xue Zi Xuan want to do? Zhou Yun Sheng couldn’t remember how many times he has pondered over this question already.

The two were very flattered by Young Master Xue’s words. Friends? In the upper class circle of the capital, who dared to call themselves Young Master Xue’s friends? This person was like a snow lotus found only on the Tianshan mountain range*.

[*T/N: Basically saying that XZX is so out of everyone’s league.]

They immediately became enthusiastic, chatted for a while, and invited the two to a banquet that was being held a few days later. After receiving a positive response, they left contentedly.

Xue Zi Xuan looked at their departing backs and an expression of fear crossed his face. Currently, the Xue family had yet to fall into ruins. The Xue financial group was still an unshakeable force in the industry, owning both wealth and power that ordinary people could not image, but none of these belonged to him. The compliments and awe that people respectfully show him were all due to Xue Rui’s influence.

A pianist, even if he was famous all over the world, in some people’s eyes his existence was but as small as an ant. So he needed power and wealth to protect his beloved teenager.

This might be difficult for the Xue Zi Xuan who used to love the piano as much as one’s life, but to the Xue Zi Xuan of now, this was very simple. In the last life, in order to wait for the teenager’s forgiveness, he didn’t dare to stray too far away, and he didn’t dare to die off, as a result, he was struck by Xue Yan again and again. In the course of battle, he learned how to deal with frauds and conspiracies, and he also learned how to socialize with famous figures and people of the upper crust.

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He transferred the scant remains of the Xue family overseas to foreign countries, where he operated and slowly expanded. Finally, he regained a foothold in China. Of course, there was no shortage of Xue Yan deliberately throwing in the towel in consideration of his act of saving the teenager’s life. But in any case, he must thank the other man for teaching him many things, such as being on guard and being ruthless.

While he was lost in thought, the waiter had brought the dishes over. Xue Zi Xuan immediately withdrew from his thoughts, laid out a napkin for the teenager, and arranged the tableware.

“Brother, what should I do? I don’t know how to use a knife and fork (to eat).” Zhou Yun Sheng posed the question with a red face.

Xue Zi Xuan couldn’t help leaning in towards his ear, and said softly, “You can eat however you want. Of course, if you want me to feed you that is also possible. Although your bruises are better, there should still be some lingering pain, right?”

After that, he scooped a spoonful of mashed potatoes and ground beef meat, brought it up to the youth’s mouth, and looked at him earnestly.

The young man was so considerate with every move, and his dark and deep eyes were full of tenderness, as if watching his most beloved one. Bathed in such hot eyes, Zhou Yun Sheng’s flushed face was really red now, and he looked down slightly, afraid to look at him.

“Open your mouth.” There was a hint of a smile in Xue Zi Xuan’s tone.

Perceiving the strange looks from the people around them, Zhou Yun Sheng couldn’t help but shyly swallowed the mashed potatoes and said vaguely, “Brother, why don’t you eat yourself, and I can learn from you. Look, my hands are completely better, they don’t hurt a bit.” He lifted his hands as he spoke and shook them slightly to emphasize his words.

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Chapter 6.3 – Not Forgetting the Original Intention

Xue Zi Xuan was in a happy mood. He drove around the most prosperous area of the city. While driving, he completely forgot about Xue Jing Yi who was still lying on her sick bed. Zhou Yun Sheng looked intently at the crowds and the colorful neon signs outside the window. Such a scene, no matter how many times he saw it, still felt novel and interesting. It was very different from the highly developed and impersonal interstellar city.
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“Want to go to the night market?” Xue Zi Xuan suggested with a smile.

“Brother also goes to the night market?” Zhou Yun Sheng felt that this was a very curious novelty. He thought that this young master was some elegant scholar who did not eat the food of common mortals.

“I’ve never been, but it’s good to try it occasionally.” Xue Zi Xuan had serious mysophobia and didn’t like being too close to other people, but as long as the youth was by his side, letting him have the hope of reaching him, what else could he not stand? He could give up music for him, naturally, he could change his innate character for him.

“Then let’s go take a look?” Zhou Yun Sheng’s peach blossom eyes were round and filled with an eager enthusiasm. Xue Zi XUan could not help but feel as if he was about to open the door and jump down.

“Okay, I’ll find a place to park.” The teenager has eaten and slept well recently, and his cheeks were plump. He looked pink and tender and very cute. Xue Zi Xuan squeezed his soft cheek. The tactile feeling beneath his fingertips felt so good that he didn’t want to let go.

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They found a shopping mall and parked the car. Then the two walked to the crowded pedestrian street. Christmas was approaching. The storefronts on both sides of the street were covered with snowflakes and had Merry Christmas written on them. Some of the pedestrians wore bright red Christmas hats and some had glowing antlers. There were people standing on the street touting flowers and various Christmas commodities.

At first, Xue Zi Xuan thought that his extreme mysophobia would make him very anxious in the crowd. He had never liked noisy and crowded places, but when he held the boy in his arms, wrapping him tightly against his chest to prevent strangers from colliding into him, he didn’t feel the slightest discomfort. He only felt a peaceful content. He even hoped that this road would be a little longer, a little longer… It would be even better if the road never ended.

To be honest, Zhou Yun Sheng was very uncomfortable right now. The young man grabbed him from behind, crossed his arms, and hugged his abdomen. The height of 188 centimeters was very oppressive. He was nestled in the other’s arms and forced to follow his steps.

He felt that his back was stuck to the young man’s chest, and the fit was so tight that it affected his movements, which caused him to stumble every few steps. He had to press the weight of his entire body on the young man’s two arms.

It looked like the young man was embracing him, but in actuality the young man was holding him afloat on the street. The feeling of his toes not reaching the ground was not good. Relying on the fact that the young man could not see his expression while embracing him from behind, Zhou Yun Sheng occasionally rolled his eyes, and occasionally curled his lips in displeasure. He really despised this young man’s thirst for skinship. It was like an illness.

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On the other side, Xue Zi Xuan was really enjoying it. He spread his two long legs to accommodate the youth in the middle. Sticking close to the boy like glutinous rice cake, they moseyed through the crowd.

“Sir, buy a flower?” A young girl blocked their path. At a glance, she saw the two of them in the crowd. The young man was tall and handsome, his nobility extraordinary. The youth was petite and exquisite, his aura compelling. One of them was drowning the other in love, and one of them was being a tsundere*. Their interaction gave off a harmonious and friendly affectionate air. It made her heart beat fast just looking at them.

[*T/N: Yes, it said tsundere in the raws.]

Finding that the two were getting closer and closer to her, she ran over uncontrollably and peddled her flowers passionately.

“Sorry, we’re not buying flowers.” Zhou Yun Sheng waved his hand and refused.

Xue Zi Xuan was even more straightforward. Without saying a word, he held the teenager and kept going forward. He never acknowledged strangers.

Maybe she wanted to make a sale, or maybe she wanted to say more words to this handsome man and beautiful youth. The young girl diligently caught up with the two. “Don’t like roses? I also have carnations and Chinese bellflowers. In the language of flowers, carnations mean affection and longing, Chinese bellflowers mean desperate and hopeless* love…” At this point, she realized that she said the wrong thing and quickly remedied, “Ah, although it’s desperate, when the bellflower blooms, it indicates that happiness will come again, so it also represents undying and eternal love…”

[*T/N: It’s just one word in the raws, but 绝望 jue wang means both desperation and hopelessness.]

The girl was obviously very knowledgeable about flowers. Once she started talking, she couldn’t stop. Seeing that the two were going faster and faster as if eager to be rid of her, she gave up and stopped unhappily.

But miraculously, Xue Zi Xuan turned his head and in a heavy voice he asked, “What did you say the Chinese bellflower signifies in the language of flowers?”

“Eternal love!” The girl’s eyes brightened, and she immediately took out a bellflower from the flower basket, dangling it in front of the good-looking man.

“Not this. What comes after desperate love?” Xue Zi Xuan stared at her with a burning gaze.

The young girl thought for a moment, and suddenly realized what he meant: “Although Chinese bellflowers represent desperate love, in the legend, when Chinese bellflowers bloom, happiness will come again, so it also represents hope and represents regeneration.”

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Chapter 6.2 – Not Forgetting the Original Intention

But with power, Xue Zi Xuan could protect that love. If he had the ability to resist his parents, the ability to protect the youth, and the ability to isolate Xue Yan, then he would never fall into that abysmal situation.
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He injured his hand and couldn’t play the piano anymore. This kind of blow was nothing to him. He used his musical talent to exchange it for the life of his teenager. He was very willing. In the future, when he looked at the scar on his palm, he was even grateful.

However, now that scar was not here, and it would never appear, but he did not feel a trace of joy. From the blink of an eye to the present, he never even thought about using his hands to touch the piano again.

The Xue Zi Xuan that loved to play the piano had already disappeared. Now, Xue Zi Xuan, his love and his life, all belonged to the youth. When he thought of that he lowered his head and smiled. He walked to the bathroom door and said in a light voice, “Xiao Yi, I’m going to have Fu Bo cook something, what do you want to eat?”

Zhou Yun Sheng finished washing his face. He pushed the door open and stepped out. In a worried voice he said, “Fu Bo still has the mood to cook?”

“Don’t tell me that when Xue Jing Yi faints everyone has to stop eating, stop drinking, and stop sleeping to suffer with her? She isn’t the center of the universe and everyone has to revolve around her. Even if he is not in the mood he still has to cook. Otherwise, what did the Xue family give him such a high salary for?” Xue Zi Xuan’s dull voice revealed a hint of chill.

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In Xue Zi Xuan’s previous life, that housekeeper was a key figure in helping Xue Jing Yi to murder the youth. He watched Xue Jing Yi grow up. His feelings were no less than Father Xue and Mother Xue. Like them, he only saw Xue Jing Yi, and thought that other children should sacrifice everything for her.

Xue Jing Yi’s madness, Fu Bo’s cruelty, his parents’ indifference, all these familiar faces were turning around and around in front of Xue Zi Xuan. After returning to the past, he tried to ignore them, but once he found out that they were like before, wanting to hurt his most beloved person, he would relentlessly counterattack.

He restrained the abominations in his heart and went to Xue Jing Yi’s bedroom to find Fu Bo. The rest of the Xue family was gathered here to wait anxiously. Every time she fell ill it was like a world-shaking affair. Everyone was already accustomed to surrounding her and staring at her with attentive and affectionate eyes, as if she would disappear in the next second.

In this regard, Xue Zi Xuan only felt that it was ridiculous. Xue Jing Yi’s psychological quality was strong, perhaps even higher than everyone present. So why would she repeatedly fall ill? To put it bluntly, she was just tossing herself about.

Xue Zi Xuan stood at the threshold, gestured at Fu Bo, and found that the youth that came with him had entered the room to visit the sick. He immediately took the youth by his wrist and whispered, “Don’t go adding to the chaos, there are enough people inside.”

Zhou Yun Sheng cleverly agreed, but in his heart, he silently cursed this young master for guarding against him as if he were a thief. Who would know that Xue Zi Xuan was guarding against Xue Jing Yi and not Zhou Yun Sheng, but he was not able to express it clearly.

“Young Master, do you have some command for me?” Fu Bo walked over with light steps. His voiced showed a bit of anxiety and perfunctory.

“Go prepare dinner. We’re hungry.”

“But the young miss is still unconscious, if you have some matter that needs to be attended to, wait until she wakes up first, and then talk about it!” Fu Bo waved his hand and refused. Sure enough, he was not in the mood to cook.

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Zhou Yun Sheng tilted his head to look at the young man. His gaze was pure and clear, but his heart was somewhat delighting in Xue Zi Xuan’s misfortune. It seemed that this true heir of the Xue family was no better than an adopted orphan girl. People say that the child who will cry will have milk. Xue Jing Yi was seriously ill, but for her, was it not an advantage? At least everyone’s heart would be placed on her weak body, giving her lots of pity and concern, enough for them to forget her blood and origin.

Xue Zi Xuan did not want to argue with Fu Bo. He gave him a deep look. Then he took the teenager with him and left at an ambling pace.

Zhou Yun Sheng was laughing in his heart, but the expression on his face was careful. “I did say that Fu Bo wouldn’t be in the mood to cook. My sister is so sick and everyone is very anxious. Go up and accompany my sister. I’ll go make some congee. It’ll be ready to eat when she wakes up.”

He really couldn’t figure out the inner workings of Xue Zi Xuan. Not only did his attitude towards Zhou Yun Sheng change greatly, but also his attitude towards Xue Jing Yi. It was as if their positions have been reversed. The one that he should pamper became the one that he detested, and the one that he should detest became the one that he pampered. This really was baffling. There must be something wrong with his mental processes.

“Even if they forget everyone else, they won’t forget about Xue Jing Yi. If she gets hungry, there will be many people waiting to cook congee for her, so you don’t need to worry about it. It’s too messy in the family, we’re going out to eat.” Xue Zi Xuan took out his car keys from a drawer by the entrance. Then, half-dragging and half-hugging, he took the boy away. He liked having the youth hang on to this body. Walking on tiptoes with his mouth slightly pursed, it looked like he was struggling.

He was still as cute as he was in the last life. No, he’s even cuter, because like this, he completely belonged to him.

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Chapter 6.1 – Not Forgetting the Original Intention

After all the turmoil and chaos of the Xue family, at long last, they finally carried the half-unconscious Xue Jing Yi to her bedroom. Xiao Deng hooked up an IV drip for her, did some simple first aid, and then gave the doctor a phone call. The other side said that he would come quickly.

Xue Zi Xuan’s plan to leave the Xue family completely failed. Barely managing to suppress his anxiety, he softly told the teenager to go back to the house to wash his face. In front of Xue Jing Yi, he could be indifferent, his heart as hard as iron, but he couldn’t bear to see the youth shed a single tear.

Zhou Yun Sheng closed the bathroom door. In an instant, he lost the strength in his legs and couldn’t stand up straight. He sat atop the toilet lid. God knows, in that tangled twenty minutes, he was in a state of life or death, hanging on by a thread. Before, the system just gave verbal threats, but that was the first time that it had truly activated the obliteration sequence. When it was finished, he obviously felt a chill and fear emanating from the depths of his soul. If his mental fortitude weren’t strong enough, he would’ve long gone limp with fear.
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Fortunately, Xue Jing Yi did not let him down. Her technique of rolling about and making an unreasonable scene was indeed top notch. She even disregarded her life in order to get Xue Zi Xuan to stay. It would seem that her feelings towards this adopted brother weren’t as simple as familial love.

Then what about Xue Zi Xuan’s feelings for him? Could there really be someone who, after waking up from a coma, would suddenly become deeply in love* with one person? That’s right, he could only use the words “deeply in love” to describe Xue Zi Xuan’s attitude towards him. Even if he did not believe and still maintained a high degree of suspicion, he would still be inadvertently moved by the profound love shown to him.

[*T/N: The raws say 爱入骨髓 meaning “love to the bone marrow”]

Ah, what a tangled mess. Zhou Yun Sheng felt more and more confused. It was simpler not to think about any of it. You love me, I love you, but you love him instead… these little love games all felt so distant to him. Compared to Xue Jing Yi, he was actually the one living without a tomorrow. Love, family, fortune, happiness, to normal people these were ordinary adornments. But to him, these were luxury goods that he could only hope for but not obtain.

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Precisely at this moment, the only thought he could think of was how to use Xue Zi Xuan’s false feelings to get out of his predicament. That’s right, he didn’t believe that hate could come from nowhere, therefore he also did not believe that love could come from nowhere. He couldn’t figure out what kind of reason Xue Zi Xuan could have for falling in love with him, moreover, to fall in love with someone who he was extremely disgusted with not twenty-four hours ago.

With a sneer he bent his legs and stepped onto the toilet lid. He lifted his wrist to look at the dial that has quieted down. After successfully staying at the Xue family, the obliteration sequence was cancelled. For him, it was but a false alarm, but for the system, it was obviously a big loss.

Although the system made a supreme effort to conceal it, from the normal running dial and the operating background, but don’t forget that Zhou Yun Sheng’s spiritual power has quietly invaded the system. As long as he spent some time and effort, he could still detect the abnormality.

To start an obliteration sequence, the system needed to call upon a very large amount of energy. After the sequence was canceled, that energy would not flow back to it, but instead vaporize away. If it could complete the task and return to the main god space, then no matter how much energy it wasted, it would not hinder the system, but now it was different. It could not go back, so the energy naturally was a little less.

Even more unfortunately, it didn’t know that its host had guessed this, and continually spied on its host, intentionally or unintentionally consuming its energy, getting weaker and weaker over time. What Zhou Yun Sheng was doing in the system’s lapse was pushing in his spiritual energy bit by bit until he could break through all the defenses, reach the core, and then replace it with his own will.

This process was originally extremely long. Zhou Yun Sheng had imaged that the day when he could truly break through the defense system and enter the core, that is, the day when his spiritual power was stronger than the original power of the system, would take tens and thousands of cycles, the accumulation of thousands of years.

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However, now he was excited to see that the gap between the system and himself was shrinking. As long as it continued to consume and waste energy, the power of the system would soon be unable to withstand the force of his spiritual power. At that time, it was as simple as crushing the system like an ant.

Just now, he took advantage of the system’s weakness to break through the seventh layer of defense. He didn’t know how many more layers of defense was in front of him, but it was enough, Zhou Yun Sheng could foresee a free, open, and beautiful future.

What he could do now was continue to go against the system. Under the premise of not stepping on the system’s bottom line, he will force the system to punish him again and again. It would definitely be painful, but with a little pain he could exchange it for the broad future, then the pain becomes revelry.

Zhou Yun Sheng covered his face with his hand, lowered his head and smiled, and then he turned on the faucet and washed his face slowly.

Xue Zi Xuan, who was waiting outside, was also thinking a lot. He was no longer the lone and proud pianist from his last life that was untouched by dirt. He experienced the pain of having his family broken apart, the shame of his ruin, and he was in despair because of his lost love.

He was waiting for his entire life, holding on to an extravagant hope, that when he was as strong as Xue Yan then he would be able to take back his beloved teenager. Of course, he also deeply understood that it was just a wild fancy. The whole city could not buy love, especially that concentrated, single-minded, and passionate love.

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