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.