At this moment, Shen Mu was diligently writing something with the room’s light shining on his face, making it radiant.
He looked so harmless, with fluttering eyelashes, pondering over the questions obediently. Could such a Shen Mu be Jin Yixiu’s enemy?
Fei Xinglan turned his head, with myriad thoughts in his mind. He clearly remembered that it was during a past summer vacation when they went on a family trip.
They were currently in City B, and that summer, they traveled to City A. It was called a family trip, but Fei Xinglan knew his position in that family. He just wanted to relax, and incidentally, visit some well-known schools in City A.
When they mentioned taking them to visit schools in City A, Fei Xinglan refused. The other three were interested and happily went, leaving Fei Xinglan alone. Perhaps in their hearts, Fei Xinglan was just someone who was destined to attend those schools.
As the door closed, it was just an ordinary sound, but in Fei Xinglan’s ears, it resonated, and the whole world seemed to be left with silence. Curling up, leaning against the door, gazing at the buildings outside, the weather was clear, but his heart felt desolate. He thought he had gotten used to it, but in reality, his heart still felt lonely. After a while, Fei Xinglan stood up, grabbed his phone, and left the room. Outside, he walked aimlessly.
As he walked, he arrived at a food street, where various aromas wafted through the air. Feeling a bit hungry, Fei Xinglan bought some food here and there, keeping himself occupied. The delicious food indeed helped to distract his thoughts. Feeling much better, Fei Xinglan prepared to find a place to sit and eat. The street was quiet, and he was about to leave when he noticed a commotion inside a small alley.
Fei Xinglan was about to leave when he vaguely heard what seemed like cries of distress.
He hurriedly walked over, using the discarded items in the alley as cover, and quietly peeked to see a scene of a group beating up a boy.
It was indeed a group beating, with many hitting one.
The boy in the middle was being beaten badly, each punch and kick accompanied by painful cries. His clothes were already wrinkled, and there was blood in some places. Having experienced little hardship aside from the indifference in his own home, Fei Xinglan was stunned.
Just then, someone holding a stick approached the boy, preparing to strike again. Fei Xinglan saw this, widened his eyes, and tried to shout a warning to the boy, but no sound came out. This chapter was taken from novelping . com without permission.
“Bang.” A muffled sound echoed as the stick hit the boy’s back, making a dull noise.
The boy grunted, avoiding the face, and endured the blows while preparing to counterattack the next strike directly with his bare hands.
“Ah!” A sharp scream pierced the air, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking.
“Then, I’ll deal with this little bastard.” Another one wanting to attack.
The young man picked up the stick that had just fallen on the ground, swung it back directly, hitting the opponent’s body with a heavy sound.
“Wu.” The one covering their abdomen, lying on the ground, retched. Meanwhile, the young man, holding the stick, went to deal with another. Along the way, the young man also faced some challenges, but compared to that group, he was doing much better.
Finally, the young man knocked down everyone in front of him. The surroundings were filled with fallen bodies, and the young man stood in the pile, shaking his head to stay alert. He walked towards the one he had beaten, ready to strike with the stick.
“Stand up.” The young man looked coldly at the person.
“I, I was wrong, please spare me. It’s Mr. Jin who sent us. We just follow orders. Spare us…” The person curled up on the ground pleaded, visibly frightened by the stern look on the young man’s face.
“Stand up.” The young man impatiently interrupted and kicked.
“You know,” the young man looked at them, suddenly smiling, and said, “This world, from the beginning, is not kind. It’s vengeful.” In this quiet and gloomy place, the young man’s low voice and smile, combined with the bloodstains, were truly chilling.
Without further ado, the young man approached the one with the stick and directly struck, knocking them down.
Fei Xinglan, watching from a distance, was dumbfounded.
Suddenly, the young man seemed to sense something and looked towards Fei Xinglan. Startled, Fei Xinglan quickly crouched down, heart pounding. Hearing footsteps, Fei Xinglan didn’t care where it came from, just ran away.
Fei Xinglan ran, then ran to various places until slowly calming down. Wanting to return to the hotel, Fei Xinglan found a small stall, quickly devoured some food, and prepared to leave.
But after a few steps, Fei Xinglan suddenly realized something and decided to report it to the police. After hesitating for a few seconds, he turned back to the narrow alley. However, there was nothing there. Fei Xinglan walked around but found no trace, only the stick and some bloodstains proving that what Fei Xinglan saw was an illusion.
Returning to the hotel, Fei Xinglan lay down, the image of the young man’s fierce expression lingering in his mind. This incident, Fei Xinglan didn’t tell anyone, and with time passing, it slowly faded from his memory. Until one day, Jin Yixiu transferred to their school.
Yes, that young man was indeed Jin Yixiu, Fei Xinglan could almost be certain. There were no rumors of Jin Yixiu having a twin brother, and even if there were, could they resemble Jin Yixiu down to the mole at the corner of his eye?
Upon first seeing Jin Yixiu’s transformation, Fei Xinglan recognized him immediately. Jin Yixiu’s demeanor and appearance remained consistent with the fierce image Fei Xinglan had witnessed the first time they met. Apart from the resemblance, their temperaments were like two sides of the same coin.
One was heavenly, a noble young man untainted by the dust, while the other was hellish, a bloody and malevolent demon.