Dear Mr Lu

by Usui Takumii

not mine, xiao yunyun translations. Beware Bl.

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Dear Mr. Lu Chapter 41

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4 months ago

They were stunned for a moment, and then stepped forward to make arrangements: "The ward is this way, this way."

Lu Chong put Luo Wencheng on the bed, obviously not meaning to leave. He took the towel prepared by the nurse and gently wiped the sweat from Luo Wencheng's face.

"Sir…"

"Good boy, go to sleep."

Luo Wencheng smiled and fell asleep, while the others felt that the temperature in the room was dropping like crazy from this moment on.

They felt goose bumps all over their bodies and looked at the man beside the bed with fear and trepidation, sensing the dark aura coming from him.

Liu Weizhi also secretly took a deep breath; even the Maitreya Buddha felt a chill in his heart at the moment. He gave Lao Ding a wink.

As a butler, Uncle Ding had been in contact with Lu Chong for more time than the others, and as he was older, he was less afraid of Lu Chong than the others, so he carefully said, "Sir, let me take care of Xiao Luo. Why don't you go and change your clothes too?"

Lu Chong didn't move; after a while he slowly said, "Shisan went to Luo Wenhao, right?"

"Yes." Liu Weizhi answered respectfully, "Do you want to call him back?"

"Yes, tell him to come back." Lu Chong's voice was very calm, as calm as the sea before the storm in the dark night, "And bring Luo Wenhao too."

Liu Weizhi suddenly raised his head, and after realising that he had heard correctly, he quietly retreated.

Lu Chong stood up and handed the towel to Uncle Ding: "Take good care of him and be careful not to hurt him."

"Yes."

Lu Chong walked out of the hospital ward, took off his isolating clothes, wiped his sweat-soaked front lapels carelessly and said to the doctor who was obediently guarding the outside of the ward: "Thank you for your hard work. Let's have a talk."

It was late at night, or rather it was almost dawn.

The man in the bed slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the ceiling, he exhaled deeply and slowly.

This was the second time he had used a bitter ploy (self-harm to achieve one's goals or get close to an enemy).

The first time, pretending to be dying, he won Lu Chong's sympathy and trust, and entered his house.

The second time he deliberately injured himself in exchange for Lu Chong to come forward to support him and push forward his revenge plan.

Now it seemed that both times were very successful.

But he felt no joy.

What he experienced was more of a vague sense of guilt than the pleasure of having succeeded in his calculations against Luo Wenhao.

Especially when the stomach pains kicked in; that wasn't in his plan, but at the time he still had to play his role.

Luo Wencheng closed his eyes and sighed.

Just wait a little longer, wait for him to succeed, wait for everything to be over.

……

Luo Wenhao had never been so scared.

Just a few hours ago, when he felt his life was about to take off again, Zhou Yishan, this psychopath, barged in with a bunch of people, like a thug from the last century, smashing his house to pieces and then beating him up.

In front of his assistants and in front of his partners, he beat him brutally.

Luo Wenhao has never been so embarrassed in his life. At that time, he only had boundless resentment in his heart, gritting his teeth so hard that he almost crushed them. However, Zhou Yishan's fists were too cruel and he picked out the places where it particularly hurt. The pain was so severe that Luo Wenhao couldn't think straight.

Zhou Yishan just beat him up like a dead dog, and then in front of a room full of people, he said he would beat him up every time he saw him.

Who was behind him?

It was Lu Chong!

Luo Wenhao knew he was finished. In less than half an hour, the news that Lu Chong had found someone to beat him up would fly all over Haining, and everyone would treat him like a virus, including his father and his so-called brother. This time, he wouldn't have another chance for a comeback.

He was crazy, and he had only one thought in his mind, to find Luo Wencheng and ask him what he had said to Lu Chong. If it was his fault, he would take Luo Wencheng with him even if he died!

However, he never expected that the matter was not over yet. Just when you think everything is bad enough, there will be worse and more terrible things happening.

Zhou Yishan called his people and was going to leave. Luo Wenhao hadn't had time to breathe a sigh of relief when Zhou Yishan answered the phone. After answering the phone, Zhou Yishan stood for a while, and then looked at him with a sneer.

Luo Wenhao admitted that he was really scared.

If there was something playful about Zhou Yishan before, as if he was indulging in the fun of playing a thug, then after answering the phone, Zhou Yishan was no different from a mad dog, looking at Luo Wenhao as if he wanted to flay him alive and devour his bones.

He looked at him as if looking at a dead man.

Then, then Luo Wenhao was taken to the car.

"You, where are you taking me?" Luo Wenhao didn't want to admit that his voice was trembling and his teeth were chattering.

He had been immersed in the business battles for many years, and his hands were naturally not very clean. Even his brother, whom he had loved for eighteen years, was sent to prison when he needed to be sent there. There was no fluctuation in Luo Wenhao's heart when he did those things, and he even had a sense of accomplishment in manipulating the fate of others.

But at this moment, in front of the murderous aura of Zhou Yishan's people, he realised that what he had done in the past was almost no different from a kindergarten child playing house.

Zhou Yishan stared at him for a long time and patted his bruised and swollen face: "You're very capable. Master hasn't dealt with anyone personally for many years."

Lu Chong, Lu Chong wanted to see him?

"Didn't you want to take advantage of Mr. Lu's power? You can tell him that yourself when you see him later." Zhou Yishan mockingly patted his face twice more.

Luo Wenhao's mind was in turmoil.

He had visited Lu Chong in person, talked to Lu Chong at the banquet and even played some subtle tricks in front of him, but never once had he felt such fear. At this moment, he seemed to finally realise that Lu Chong and he were completely two different people of two different worlds.

This thought was particularly clear when he saw Lu Chong again.

The person was still the same, but the feeling had changed absolutely.

"Luo Wenhao." The cold and indifferent voice reached him, and Luo Wenhao felt a gaze focusing on him like two laser beams, actually making him feel tingling all over his body.

He didn't even dare to look up at this moment.

"Wencheng called you Big Brother for eighteen years, right?" The voice continued.

Zhou Yishan kicked him: "Master asked you a question!"

Luo Wenhao fell to the side and got up on his hands and knees again: "Yes, yes…"

"I heard you still wanted him to keep calling you that?"

Luo Wenhao was dripping with cold sweat, and the inexplicable pressure made his heart flutter and ache: "I was wrong, Mr. Lu, I was wrong."

Lu Chong chuckled twice in a low voice: "But why don't I feel you're acting like a big brother?" He continued to himself, "Wencheng, I like him very much. I took him in, sent him to study and let him do everything he wanted to do. He was held back by you guys, it's okay, I can let him go forward and do better, I hope he can continue to grow happily. But why do you always have to jump out one by one?

"Do you know how hard it was for him to get where he is today?"

After experiencing the tricks of fate, the ups and downs of life, and three years in prison, Luo Wencheng didn't grow crooked, didn't grow bad, he was considerate and sensible, optimistic and gentle; there was still a bright light in his eyes when he smiled. It was really not easy.

In particular, Lu Chong knew very well that Luo Wencheng might have had a kind of cynicism in his bones, but he hid it deep and well and worked hard to live his life and get better and better.

Lu Chong had come out of the mud, and most of the time his heart was filled with indifference. Apart from the old cat at home and the few familiar people around him, he didn't have a shred of enthusiasm about anything else, and often his heart was filled with uncontrollable anger and destructive desire. But he had learned to let those emotions rage in his body rather than venting them out.

Therefore, such a Luo Wencheng was even more precious to him and he pitied him, and he couldn't understand why someone always wanted to destroy him.

Luo Wenhao raised his head subconsciously. Lu Chong, who was sitting in the chair, had a look of doubt on his face, as if he was really waiting for an answer, but his eyes were extremely cold, very cold, devilishly cold.

Luo Wenhao shivered: "Mr. Lu…"

Lu Chong didn't need him to speak: "The people I obviously protect and hold in the palm of my hand, the people formally taken out and introduced, in the eyes of others they still seem to be objects that can be harmed at will. Shisan, what do you think it is?"

Zhou Yishan grinned, "Master has become more and more gentle over the years. He hasn't seen blood since he came to Haining."

"That's it." Lu Chong nodded seriously, raised his hand and threw something in front of Luo Wenhao, saying lightly, "Wencheng's shoulder is injured, and his right arm will not be able to move freely for three months. After that, he will have to go through a long rehabilitation period. So you can pay him what you owe."

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Chapter 42

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4 months ago

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu!!" Luo Wenhao shouted in disbelief. His nose was blue and his face was swollen, and with a shocked expression he looked very comical.

Lu Chong stared at him unmoved.

"You can't do this, Lu Chong! This is a society of law!" Luo Wenhao finally realised that Lu Chong was serious, and yelled in anxiety, his nerves snapping at the sight of the knife that looked incredibly sharp.

Lu Chong leaned slightly on the armrest, propping up his face with one hand, his index finger tapping against his temple as he carelessly looked at the struggling man kneeling on the floor, held by two people.

His image was lost, his self-control was gone.

That was how Luo Wencheng was held down back then.

"Do it yourself, or have both of your legs broken by my men, your choice." He calmly gave a cruel alternative.

Zhou Yishan squatted in front of Luo Wenhao and said with a smile, "Choose quickly, Young Master Luo. Master has the patience to wait, but my qilin arm (the arm with overdeveloped muscles, often of a gamer or a computer guy) is stupidly itchy."

He was eyeing Luo Wenhao's legs with a greedy expression.

Luo Wenhao's face was pale. His whole body trembled, his struggling gradually weakened, and he stared at the knife blankly.

Zhou Yishan waved his hand, and the two men let him go. Luo Wenhao lay on the floor and gasped. Then, shivering, he stretched out his hand.

He grabbed the knife and pressed it to his arm, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

The expression on his face kept changing. His eyes were at one moment frantic, at another hateful, then full of pain, then almost filled with tears.

He had countless images in his head of himself holding the knife and rushing up to stab Lu Chong to death, but his remaining reason told him that he couldn't do it at all, and that even if he managed to kill Lu Chong, he would never be able to walk out of here today.

It was not worth trading his life for Lu Chong's.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm down and squeezed out a flattering smile, "Mr. Lu, I was actually joking with Ah Cheng. We've been close since we were young. If you don't believe me, you can ask…"

"What a pity." Lu Chong stood up expressionlessly and gave Luo Wenhao one last look before averting his eyes and stepping past Luo Wenhao in long strides.

"Mr. Lu! Mr. Lu!" Luo Wenhao tried to hug his leg, but was dragged back by Zhou Yishan. Zhou Yishan laughed hideously: "Don't worry, Master is gone, but there is me."

A few moments later, a miserable scream resounded through the house, followed by endless howling.

The night gradually cleared and a grey-white light appeared on the horizon.

Lu Chong stood in front of the house for a long time, looking at it with slightly narrowed eyes.

Zhou Yishan walked out, wiping his hands and curling the corners of his mouth disdainfully: "The prince of Haining howled like a ghost and actually peed in his pants."

"Collect evidence of the Luo family's violations of the law. Within ten days, I want these two names to be nailed to the pillory of shame," Lu Chong said.

Zhou Yishan smiled and said, "The Luo family has reached the position they are in today, there must be a lot of dirt on their hands. Don't worry sir, it won't take ten days, I can make them stink in three days!"

Lu Chong stepped forward, "Let's go back to the hospital."

But they didn't expect that Luo Wenhao would stink so quickly.

After the news of Luo Wenhao's beating spread, the Zheng and Du families took action.

The next day, the Haining Daily reported the news that bones were found in the construction site shut down by the Luo family.

The two families had already investigated the identity of the deceased and the case in the past, so under the incentive of the Deputy Mayor Zheng, the police quickly went to the Luo family's door.

When Luo Wencheng turned on the TV in his hospital ward that afternoon, the news was everywhere.

Even the relatives of the deceased came out, crying about the relationship between the victim and Luo Wenhao back then.

Luo Wencheng was silent for a while.

He just fell asleep, and the world changed.

Something that was originally very difficult for him had been made possible with such ease.

"Are you feeling better?" Lu Chong walked in.

"Sir." Luo Wencheng thought of the situation last night and didn't dare to look into his eyes. Of course, his reaction just seemed a little embarrassed to others.

Lu Chong pointed to his right shoulder with a shoulder brace: "Does it still hurt?"

"A little, that is, I just can't move this arm, and I am a little unaccustomed to it," Luo Wencheng said.

"Then get used to it, it will take a long time." Lu Chong took an apple and peeled it.

Luo Wencheng looked at the news on TV: "Sir, is this true? Luo Wenhao was listed as a suspect by the police?"

Lu Chong also took a look and smiled: "These people are moving very fast. I'm not very clear about this matter but judging from the current evidence, Luo Wenhao must have killed someone. It happened thirteen years ago."

Lu Chong heard Zhou Yishan mention that the Zheng and Du family had planned it all but he didn't pay too much attention. As long as Luo Wenhao and the Luo family received the punishment they deserved, it was enough.

"Thirteen years ago, how old was he?" Luo Wencheng sighed in a low voice. His sigh came from the bottom of his heart. He was very clear about the causes and consequences of this incident.

The skeleton in the construction site belonged to a teenager who had disappeared thirteen years ago, the son of a real estate owner. The real estate owner worked hard to squeeze out the other competitors and sent his son to Luo Wenhao as a playmate, in order to develop a friendship and hug the Luo family's thigh.

However, Luo Wenhao, who was only fourteen years old at the time, had a violent temper. During an argument, he accidentally killed the teenager. Panicked, he asked one of his bodyguards to dispose of the body without asking any questions.

The real estate owner naturally went to Luo Wenhao after his son's bizarre disappearance. Luo Wenhao was annoyed and scared, so he found an excuse for Luo Kaifang to take action against the real estate owner.

The man was so overwhelmed with problems that he went bankrupt and committed suicide in front of the Luo family's office.

This matter was perfectly suppressed.

But there was actually a follow-up to this matter, so the story was far from over. Luo Wencheng didn't know if the people of the Du family and the Zheng family found out about it.

It was this follow-up that was enough to crush Luo Wenhao and the Luo family.

"Want to eat it?" A piece of apple on a toothpick was delivered to him. Luo Wencheng was startled, and his face couldn't help but get a little hot, "Thank you, sir."

He looked at the precise and sharp way Lu Chong cut the apple and thought to himself: what is there to worry about with this big man around? If those people can't find out, can it be possible for Lu Chong's people not to find out?

"Then Luo Wenhao was arrested?" He asked, taking a bite of the apple.

All the while, he couldn't help but look at Lu Chong's hands holding the fruit knife. His hands were slender, beautiful and very strong at first glance.

Yesterday, these hands carried him out of the surgery room…

"He, ah. He broke his legs while walking at night and is lying at the hospital," Lu Chong said lightly.

"Ahem ahem ahem…" Luo Wencheng almost choked to death on the apple.

Broke his legs?

Looking at Lu Chong's attitude, why did he feel those legs were broken by someone?

"Eat slowly." Lu Chong patted him gently on the back, "Be careful of your injury. What, do you care about him so much?"

"How could I? He did this to me, the more unlucky he is, the happier I am." Luo Wencheng said hurriedly. He didn't know why but he felt that if he said he cared about Luo Wenhao, someone might go greet him with a knife in his hand.

He always felt that Lu Chong was a bit scary at this moment, making him panic.

Obviously, Lu Chong's expression and demeanour were no different from usual.

"That's good." Lu Chong threw away the apple core, pushed the fruit plate in front of Luo Wencheng, took a paper towel and wiped his hands, "So now, it's time for us to talk about you."

"About what?"

"About your illness."

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Chapter 43

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4 months ago

"My… illness?" Luo Wencheng paled and lowered his head. The sweet and sour apple in his mouth also felt tasteless.

Lu Chong saw him like this and sighed; he didn't want to force him, but this matter had to be discussed.

"The situation last night, you said it was an old problem. How long has it been?"

Luo Wencheng lowered his head and stared hard at the apple in the fruit plate, refusing to speak.

He… didn't want to lie to this man anymore.

The words he had thought of before last night were all lies, and now he didn't want to say them anymore.

But if he told the truth, it would be too complicated; he simply couldn't say it.

"Wencheng." Lu Chong said.

Luo Wencheng still refused to respond.

Lu Chong said slowly: "At first I thought you were a drug addict."

Luo Wencheng was stunned.

"Later, I found out that it was not the case. The onset of drug addiction is not similar to your reaction and your urine and blood tests were normal."

"I know, you are a good boy." Lu Chong touched the top of his head and continued to persuade, "But physical problems must be treated early. If you tell me, we can help you. You don't want to suffer so much pain anymore, right?"

Luo Wencheng moved his lips and then pressed them tightly. His eyes were slightly red, and he looked pitiful when he pursed his lips like this. Lu Chong's heart softened at the sight of him. With a quiet sigh, he finally took a step back: "Or do you have a stomach problem all the time? Is that just a simple stomach flu?"

Luo Wencheng's eyelashes trembled; he hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said in a small voice: "Yes, it's an old stomach problem, it's not serious, it just hurts when I'm nervous."

His eyes didn't dare to meet Lu Chong's.

Lu Chong's gaze darkened a little, and he said in a brisk tone: "That's good. I'll ask the doctor to prescribe you some stomach medicine. You have to take it on time. In the future if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me, or you can tell the doctor. You can't just endure it, understand?"

Luo Wencheng nodded obediently.

Lu Chong asked him to take a good rest and left the ward. Before he was about to go out, there was a low voice behind him: "Sir."

"Yes?" He turned around and waited for the next words.

Luo Wencheng raised his head and looked at him for a while with a look Lu Chong couldn't understand: "Thank you."

Lu Chong smiled: "Thank me by getting well quickly."

The door closed, and Luo Wencheng sat alone in the same pose for a long time, watching the muted news on TV, indifferent.

It took a while before he thought of being discharged from the hospital.

But when he asked the doctor, the answer he got was that he had to be hospitalised for two more days of observation.

It was just a minor injury and minor surgery. There was nothing to observe. There was also a private doctor with good medical skills in the villa. Luo Wencheng felt that it was most likely because of his "stomach flu" problem.

He originally thought someone would come and take him for various tests, but no one did.

The medicine he had been given at dinner time did include stomach pills.

Did Lu Chong really believe him?

It was not impossible.

He breathed a sigh of relief. When he had another attack at midnight, he went into the toilet one minute early, took off all his clothes, wiped the sweat from his body with a towel when it was over and then put the clothes back on.

The disguise was perfect.

It was the same for the next night.

No one noticed anything unusual.

By the third day, the news of Luo Wenhao commiting a murder had spread. The real estate owner was forced to commit suicide. The online and real-life verbal abuse of Luo Wenhao and the Luo family was almost overwhelming.

Because the impact was too great and because many parties pushed it forward, the investigation of the case progressed very quickly. Evidence and witnesses of Luo Wenhao's crime appeared. Even though he had his legs broken, people from the Public Security Bureau still came to take him away for interrogation.

It was said that he was smashed by rotten eggs at the entrance of the hospital.

"Thirteen years ago, you were only fourteen years old. The law can't convict you, and it was not you who disposed of the body. We can even manipulate it a bit and say that the bodyguard encouraged you to kill… There is enough to work on in this case, everything is just a walk in the park, you don't have to worry about it. As for the suicide of the father of the deceased, that has even less to do with you."

The lawyer of the Luo family talked eloquently and was not worried at all. The bad publicity of this case was outside the scope of his business. He just needed to fish Luo Wenhao out.

In fact, if it weren't for the Luo family's inability to take care of themselves, Luo Wenhao wouldn't even be brought to the police station.

Luo Wenhao was wearing handcuffs on his hands, his face was pale and his lips were chapped, and he was in a very poor mental state.

He raised his bloodshot eyes and glanced at the lawyer without speaking.

He knew he was finished.

Because only he knew that he killed more than one person.

Originally, he was sure that this matter would not be discovered, but now it was Lu Chong who wanted to screw him, Lu Chong, ah.

He looked at his legs, which were in plaster, and the resentment in his eyes could almost drip out.

"This case can't affect Luo Wenhao, but if there are other lives on his hands, it will be different." At the same moment, Lu Chong said to Luo Wencheng, meeting the young man's wide eyes that he seemed to find very interesting.

He smiled and showed a document to Luo Wencheng.

Luo Wencheng flipped through it, pretending to know about it for the first time, and opened his eyes wide in shock: "He killed someone else!"

There was another murder case recorded in the document. After the teenager's family was destroyed, the piece of land was taken over from the real estate owner and during the construction, someone found the body of the teenager. It happened that the man was someone who knew one or two things about the events of the past, so he came to blackmail Luo Wenhao.

Luo Wenhao killed that man without a second thought, and did it in a very stealthy way, disguising it as a fall from a building during construction.

Luo Wencheng knew about this.

He also knew that Luo Wenhao killed in a hurry. The man only threatened him with the boy's body being in the construction site but refused to say where it was, so Luo Wenhao didn't dare to touch the land again later.

In his previous life, after Luo Wenhao took complete power over the Luo family, he found the bodyguard who had handled the boy's body, had taken hush money and made a living abroad. Only then did he find the bones and transferred them without anyone noticing. The construction on the land was finally able to start again.

"Luo Wenhao was an adult when he killed this man, and there's no getting away with intentional homicide," Lu Chong said, "The first murder can only discredit Luo Wenhao, and the second murder is enough to kill him."

He looked at Luo Wencheng: "What do you think?"

Luo Wencheng knew that he was putting the right to choose in his hands, letting himself decide Luo Wenhao's life and death.

At this moment, he was surprisingly not much excited, as if everything was just water under the bridge and a matter of course.

He heard himself say, "It is only right to pay for life with life."

That was the death sentence for Luo Wenhao.

The man who indirectly killed him, the man who brought him great pain and became a huge shadow in his heart until he died in his previous life, just died at his hands!

Luo Wencheng stared at his hands in a daze.

It was already nearly midnight when Lu Chong came. While the two were talking, Luo Wencheng was in a kind of trance but the clock was ticking.

Luo Wencheng finally reacted and began to worry.

Why wasn't Lu Chong leaving yet?

"Sir, it's late, why don't you go and rest?" He said tentatively.

"Oh, it's almost midnight and it's troublesome to go back. It's better for me to sleep here with you. Anyway, there is a bed here." Lu Chong said.

Luo Wencheng, stunned, hurriedly said, "This isn't good, right? The bed here is not as comfortable as the one at home."

"Then I just experience how uncomfortable you feel."

Luo Wencheng couldn't find anything else to say for a while. He stared blankly, and finally thought of an excuse: "If you don't go back, what about Ribs?"

Lu Chong was startled and nodded: "Yes, Ribs can't be left behind, otherwise she will scratch me again."

He picked up his coat and left. Luo Wencheng waited for a while to make sure he was gone before hurriedly going to the bathroom.

He didn't know that Lu Chong was sitting in front of a surveillance monitor in a room on the same floor.

The camera was showing his hospital bed.

Lu Chong clearly saw him hurriedly enter the bathroom after he left.

Exactly the same as the previous two nights.

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Chapter 44

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4 months ago

Such behaviour in a boy of his age could easily lead one to think in a certain direction, but Lu Chong knew it wasn't like that.

"He still won't talk." He whispered as if to himself.

Sitting beside him was Dr. Wang, his personal doctor. At this moment, Dr. Wang put down his medical records, took off his glasses and said to Lu Chong: "Sir, based on his medical history, physical condition and various examination results, I don't think this should be caused by a physical disease."

This time, worried that Luo Wencheng would be wary and would resist, Lu Chong didn't arrange for him to undergo any physical examinations; but the last time he was hospitalised, all kinds of examinations were done, and several tubes of blood were routinely drawn during this hospitalisation. With those tubes of blood, all the tests that could be done had been done.

Everything was normal, he was healthy, and the indicators couldn't be better.

No one could call Luo Wencheng sickly.

At the same time, Lu Chong also went to Luo Wencheng's room to check and went to his dormitory to investigate. From his bed and his three roommates, he got some clues.

The situation on the night of the surgery was really not an accident but very likely an everyday occurrence.

Severe pain, violent sweating, starting at midnight and lasting more than twenty minutes.

Every night.

But no disease would have such symptoms.

Therefore, based on the patient's behaviour, Dr. Wang came to the conclusion that Luo Wencheng's illness every night was probably due to psychological problems.

"Sir, I think it may be that Mr. Luo has had some bad experiences before, so much so that he has caused himself such a psychological implication: every midnight, his stomach will ache violently."

In fact, such cases were not uncommon. Many patients did not have any organic diseases but would say that they hurt here and there. Generally, medicine classified this condition as neurosis.

There were also many patients with anxiety disorders who always felt that they were sick, constantly worried and had difficulty sleeping and eating.

There were similarities between Luo Wencheng and those, and there were also very different things, and Dr. Wang couldn't tell exactly what the cause was.

Dr. Wang said: "If it is really a psychological problem, Mr. Luo's situation has obviously reached a very serious point. I suggest finding a specialist in this field to understand and assess him in all aspects, find the crux of the problem and prescribe the right medicine."

Lu Chong was silent. In the surveillance video, Luo Wencheng came out of the bathroom. His steps were much weaker than before, and his left hand was vaguely pressed to his stomach, as if he hadn't fully recovered.

Lu Chong said, "But he doesn't want to talk about it."

He didn't want to confide even in such a good atmosphere tonight.

Lu Chong claimed that the surveillance camera was to check if Luo Wencheng was really sick. Who knew that he would eventually come to the conclusion of a mental illness.

What kind of mood was he in, toiling away like this day after day to hide it?

Was he worried that he would be looked at differently?

Was he so secretive about his condition because he was terrified in his heart?

Lu Chong felt that he couldn't do anything to expose the child's scars, let alone stimulate him.

He decided to slow down for a while.

Luo Wencheng, who didn't know that he was wearing a label of mental illness and inner fragility, was finally discharged from the hospital. He felt very relieved. The hospital was really not a good place to stay. He decided never to go there again.

He recuperated at home for a few more days, and when another Monday came, he was allowed to go to school.

But Lu Chong seemed to have doubts about his ability to defend himself, and not only put a locator on him, but also added a miniature vital signs monitor, which would alert Dr. Wang if his blood pressure, temperature and other major vital signs reached abnormal levels.

What was most exaggerated was that Lu Chong also arranged for him to have a bodyguard.

Compared to this, the requirement for him to come home every day and be transported to and from school by car was more than normal.

Luo Wencheng was quite stunned.

It took a while before he muttered, "I've been a rich second generation for eighteen years, but I've never been treated like this. Poverty limited my imagination."

Lu Chong was amused by his rare mischievousness and tapped him on the forehead, "Right, this is the standard for the black second generation."

After these words, both of them froze.

Black second generation… (children of gangsters and underground criminals)

So who was the black first generation?

Luo Wencheng recovered first, blinked and said with a smile: "Sir, you can't have a son of my age! Sir, I'm leaving first, I'm going to be late."

The atmosphere on campus was very different from the one ten days ago.

As soon as Luo Wencheng arrived, he was greeted by many strange glances.

Now that it was discovered that Luo Wenhao killed the second person, it was normal to receive some stares as the former brother of a murderer.

During class, he met the head of the dormitory and a roommate. The two of them smiled stiffly at him. Luo Wencheng didn't see another roommate, the one wearing glasses, so he casually asked, "How come I haven't seen Chen Hao?"

The faces of the two roommates became particularly ugly, and they stammered: he dropped out of school.

Luo Wencheng was a little surprised. Chen Hao was the one who secretly reported his movements to Luo Wenhao, but he had no intention to deal with the other party. Those movements were in fact deliberately leaked out by him. To say the least, he also used Chen Hao to set up Luo Wenhao.

Looking at the expressions of the two roommates, he guessed that this matter had something to do with him. The only one who could make Chen Hao drop out of school because of him was that man, right?

He touched the small instrument on his body and couldn't help but smile: "Really the black second generation…"

He thought this incident had passed like this, but he didn't expect that day by day, there would be more weird glances following him.

At first he didn't understand; besides, his shoulder was injured and he didn't go to the club much. There were classes, but he went home after them and didn't stay at school a lot. It took a few days for him to hear the rumours.

He heard someone say, "The elder brother is a murderer, the old man is an evil capitalist and the younger brother has been in prison. There is nothing good in the family."

He originally thought he was affected by Luo Wenhao's incident, until he heard more and more people mention the car accident three years ago.

Finally, Zheng Chang reminded him to take a look at the campus website.

Luo Wencheng logged it and took a look. Oh, there was a super-hot post there, talking about the before and after of the car accident that year.

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Chapter 45

yun1yun yun1yun

4 months ago

"By the way, Gifted Scholar was also a famous rich kid back then. There is a good expression to describe him: the second generation ancestor. Gifted Scholar also formed a group called the Four Young Masters of Haining. This group of people drank alcohol, drove cars without a licence, got into fights and did everything they wanted. Their grades were so bad that they could be used as wallpaper. Here is the link to Gifted Scholar's senior school and earlier transcripts."

The list of the vices of Gifted Scholar was voluminous but some of them were fake, such as alcoholism. Luo Wencheng was born with a low tolerance to alcohol. He liked to mix drinks, but he had never been a heavy drinker. The one time he had drunk the most was before the car accident, but he hadn't even drunk much that time. There was something added to his drink.

There were also dark past stories that were true. For example, Luo Wencheng was addicted to racing for a while, but he rarely drove by himself. He usually got together with his so-called friends. When others raced, he placed bets.

Public fights could barely count. Once, he did lead a group of people to fight for three days because of some conflict, but usually he was watching others fight. Those people were not so bold to drag him into a fight. In case he was accidentally injured, everyone would have to suffer.

The original poster dropped the bomb and there were already a bunch of comments below when the original poster added that Heaven kept accounts of good deeds and bad deeds. It turned out that the second generation ancestor was a fake prince.

Now everyone who had a bit of information knew that Gifted Scholar was Luo Wencheng.

The original poster provided a sarcastic and mean-spirited account of what Luo Wencheng did after he was discovered to be the fake prince, and how he tried to repel the real prince who had returned. It was written with a lot of anger and hatred, particularly effective in mobilising the reader's emotions.

In the end, it went straight to the point saying that Luo Wencheng wanted to kill people to vent his hatred, but instead of killing the real prince, he accidentally hit the real prince's adoptive sister, causing a girl of flowering age to break her leg and nearly lose her life. From then on, she could only move in a wheelchair. It was simply a human tragedy.

"Lu Zhu (the nickname the original poster uses) was stunned to learn about this. Gifted Scholar has just turned eighteen years old at the time, right? Are kids so extreme now? After seeing the hottest news at the time, Lu Zhu realised that a certain someone started killing people at the age of fourteen and then killed again at the age of eighteen. So it's not surprising that after Gifted Scholar figured out that his glory and wealth were about to be taken away by the rightful master, he was like the cornered dog who jumped over the wall (someone driven to desperate actions)."

The original poster didn't directly write out the name of "a certain someone", but even fools would know who he was talking about.

Someone replied below.

"Oh my god, this seems to be a family tradition!"

"Family tradition 1!"

"Rich people are never good!"

"Why should I believe that? The newcomer is really good looking, I can't believe it!!!"

"My best friend likes that Gifted Scholar very much. She was rejected several times. Later, he was moved by her persistence, invited her to dinner, and then rejected her again. I thought my best friend would cry to death, but she came back with a big smile on her face, shouting that she was a fan. The other party was so polite and gentle. To turn a crush into an admiration, many of us sisters also turned into fans after listening to it. It didn't seem to be some kind of tactic!"

"Commenter above, it must be a tactic, ah. I have also heard that many first-year girls know about this and they all like Gifted Scholar very much. There are also some senior sisters who are quite passionate. Look, give up a girl and get a horde of girls. Quite a successful tactic, ah!"

……

"By the way, what about that adoptive sister? It's really a disaster!"

"Hehe, it was originally a dove occupying a magpie's nest and refusing to give way when the rightful master came back. Even trying to kill him? I have never seen such a shameless person!"

"Shameless 1!"

"Shameless 2!"

"Shameless 10086! The most appalling of the year!"

"Weakly raising my hand, my friend was classmates with the real prince. I heard that he is a super cute and adorable person! Now think how pitiful he is!"

"After being lost for so many years, he still has so many bad things to deal with when he comes back. I heard that the elder brother of the true prince, that is, "a certain someone", as the original poster said, didn't recognise him in the previous years. It's very sad!"

"Brainstorming, isn't it a conspiracy of exchanging a prince with a civet cat?"

"Holy shit! I'm not sure what to think, ah!"

"Think of the worst, ah!"

……

Luo Wencheng scrolled down expressionlessly. Further down, the style of conversation began to change. It was terrible to have such a shameless and vicious person in the school. He was also rumoured to pick up many underhanded tricks in prison and his mind was probably twisted. Then there was a chorus of calls to get him out of the school.

The school forum was anonymous. Although it was not difficult to check the ID, it always gave people a sense of security and allowed them to speak freely, so the rhetoric grew more intense, and one by one the commenters shouted "get out, get out".

Luo Wencheng put down his phone.

"Young Master Luo, don't worry, Master will deal with it." Luo Wencheng's personal bodyguard Zhou Qian said.

Originally, Luo Wencheng was called Mr. Luo but Luo Wencheng felt awkward. In addition, Lu Chong was called Mr. Lu, so recently, Luo Wencheng's name was changed to "Young Master Luo."

He was now very much like the black second generation.

Luo Wencheng smiled faintly.

This matter was quite insignificant. Subjectively, he didn't care about the praise or criticism of others. Even if people all over the world scolded him, as long as Lu Chongken continued to protect him, he would be completely unaffected.

He believed that Lu Chong would continue to protect him and would take action to solve the matter.

He was just wondering who was behind this.

Luo Wenhao had fallen, so it shouldn't be him.

The stock of the Luo family's company plunged sharply. A large number of employees were quitting every day, and people even ran to the door of the company to throw stinky garbage. Pushed by various forces, those who had been suppressed by the Luo family before, those who had been bullied and those who had suffered financial losses, all came to the door to look for trouble. Luo Kaifang was already overwhelmed. He had angina pectoris and had been at the hospital twice in three days.

So it shouldn't be Luo Kaifang either.

Then only Luo Wenjun was left.

Luo Wencheng had to admire his courage and marvel at his ability to do this when Lu Chong obviously supported him.

But this was actually exactly what he wanted.

He was haunted by his desperate, unanswered love for Luo Wenhao and Luo Kaifang, and he had a deep hatred for Luo Wenjun. He would never forget being suppressed by Luo Wenjun for all those years, as well as the torture he endured at the hospital in the last few years.

He was worried that he would have no reason to slaughter Luo Wenjun.

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Chapter 46

yun1yun yun1yun

4 months ago

At this time, the mobile phone rang suddenly. It was Lu Chong's call.

He picked it up: "Sir."

"Wencheng, is the class over?" The man's calm voice came.

"Yes, it's over."

"Then come out, I'll wait for you outside."

Luo Wencheng was taken aback, and as he walked towards the school gate, he couldn't help but say happily: "Sir, what brings you here?"

"I just happened to do something nearby."

"I'll be there soon."

Luo Wencheng's pace quickened, and when he was about to reach the gate of the school, suddenly a person rushed out: "Luo Wencheng!"

Zhou Qian, who was half a step behind Luo Wencheng, immediately stepped forward and shielded Luo Wencheng behind him.

The person missed Luo Wencheng and fell heavily to the ground: "Luo Wencheng, you can't be so heartless!"

Luo Wencheng frowned and looked, stunned for a moment: "Han Ying?!"

The woman in front of him was about twenty-five, with a beautiful face; but there was nothing below the knee of her left leg, and she struggled to get up with two crutches in her hands.

This person was the heroine in the post just now, the adoptive sister of the real prince Luo Wenjun, Han Ying.

Her eyes when she looked at Luo Wencheng were full of anger and hatred: "Luo Wencheng, you have caused Xiao Jun to live outside and suffer for eighteen years. It was hard for him to survive until today. Why don't you just let him be!"

Because Zhou Qian had stopped her, she couldn't touch Luo Wencheng and she was out of breath before long, but her appearance and high, shrill voice still drew many people to watch.

Thanks to that post, everyone knew who the protagonist was when they saw this dramatic image. Everyone was very excited to eat melons and some even took out their mobile phones to take videos.

Luo Wencheng, on the other hand, was not in a hurry and looked at Han Ying lightly, saying, "Where am I not letting him be?"

"Are you responsible for the disaster of the Luo family this time?" Han Ying said fiercely.

Luo Wencheng lowered his head and smiled, and took two steps to change his position: "Am I? Do you even know why the Luo family got into trouble? Did I make Luo Wenhao kill people more than ten years ago? Or did I force Luo Kaifang to do evil things for the sake of wealth, so that his debts are collected everywhere now?

"Isn't it only right that they should be punished for their wrongdoings? What, are you fighting for them?"

Han Ying said, "Don't talk of things you know nothing about! Xiao Jun was almost taken away yesterday. They said they would use him to threaten Luo Kaifang to pay for the goods. Did you do that? Now Xiao Jun doesn't even dare to go out, and people run over and throw things at the door and windows. Did you do it?"

Luo Wencheng raised his eyebrows: "He has already fallen to this point? It's really gratifying."

"Luo Wencheng, you…"

Han Ying didn't expect Luo Wencheng to dare to show this posture in front of so many people, and she gritted her teeth with hatred.

When Luo Wenjun had called her for help, she couldn't believe that the Luo family had collapsed.

She had also learned some things in the past two days. Luo Wenhao did deserve it, and the Luo family was unethical. In the process of making a fortune, they forced many people to death. But everything was fine before. Why did the accidents start as soon as Luo Wencheng got out of prison?

If Luo Wencheng had nothing to do with it, she would chop off her own head!

Since Luo Wencheng started this, how could he just let Luo Wenjun be? So Luo Wencheng must have been behind all kinds of Luo Wenjun's misfortunes recently.

But now that Luo Wencheng had a backer and no one could do anything to him, Han Ying came up with this method and was going to force Luo Wencheng to stop in full view of the public. She could ignore everyone in the Luo family, she didn't care about them, but she couldn't ignore Xiao Jun.

As long as Luo Wencheng relented a little, she would immediately take Xiao Jun away. In the past few years, she had been abroad, relying on the help of the Luo family, and her income was also good. It was not difficult to feed one more person.

Then she would wait. She didn't believe that Luo Wencheng could keep on being smug. As soon as the man surnamed Lu was tired of him, what would be left of this second generation ancestor, this big straw bag?

It wouldn't be too late to come back and clean him up at that time.

But who knew that Luo Wencheng would react like this? He really didn't want his reputation, didn't want his face?

Luo Wencheng really didn't care about those things.

He said with a smile: "I wish I had done those things. Alas, no, I have a good life of my own and I don't want to dirty my hands over that trash. By the way, thank you for coming to tell me these things. It's a special relief to know that he's down on his luck."

"Wencheng." A voice interjected. Luo Wencheng looked up and saw Lu Chong walking over from afar.

As soon as Lu Chong appeared, the onlookers immediately hid one by one, automatically giving him way.

Lu Chong walked up to Luo Wencheng and glanced at Han Ying: "You are wrong."

"What?" Han Ying looked at this imposing man with some fear.

"It was not Wencheng who caused Luo Wenjun to live outside. It was Luo Wenjun's biological mother. His biological father was also responsible. Wencheng was the most innocent in the whole matter. He was stolen from his own family after Luo Wenjun's biological mother lost her child." Lu Chong said lightly: "And Luo Wenjun is not as harmless as you think. Do you really know why you lost this leg?"

Han Ying trembled all over and raised her voice: "What do you mean?"

Although her leg was broken at the beginning, it was preserved after the surgery. But afterwards, for some unknown reason, the whole leg had become inflamed and infected, and finally had to be amputated.

It was not that Han Ying hadn't had some suspicions, but Luo Wencheng had already been arrested at that time, and she couldn't think of anyone who would deliberately harm her.

When Lu Chong said this, she felt that something had happened behind the scenes when she lost her leg.

"Do you want to know? Just follow me if you want to know." After that, Lu Chong said to Luo Wencheng, "Let's go."

He walked on Luo Wencheng's right side, protecting his right arm from being touched, and after thinking about it for a long time Han Ying followed up on the crutches.

When she walked up to the car, the driver didn't let her get in the car, but pointed to the back where there was another car and said to Han Ying through the window: "Miss Han, please come this way."

Luo Wencheng watched Han Ying get into the car in the back and asked in confusion, "Sir?"

Lu Chong said to him: "Don't worry, this matter will be resolved soon."

Luo Wencheng said, "Did you know that Han Ying would appear, sir?"

Of course, Lu Chong knew. He had sent someone to keep an eye on the Luo family and from the time Luo Wenjun contacted Han Ying begging her to return home, he knew every move she made. The only thing he had miscalculated was that a post would appear on the campus forum.

It seemed that he still underestimated Luo Wenjun's ability, or rather the ability of the person Luo Wenjun was relying on.

"That's fine." Lu Chong said, "Sooner or later, this matter had to blow up. It will be a bit noisy but it's also going to get a lot of attention, so it'll be easier to overturn your case when the time comes."

He glanced at Luo Wencheng as if in surprise, and smiled: "Why, don't you know that you were framed back then?"

Luo Wencheng murmured: "I know somewhat, but I didn't expect you would know too, sir."

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Chapter 47

yun1yun yun1yun

4 months ago

"This kind of thing can be found out if you put some effort into checking it out. But there are some things that are best known to the people involved. So tell me more about the situation at that time."

Luo Wencheng pondered for a while, organised his thoughts and said, "At that time Luo Wenjun had been back for almost six months. He was very kind and timid on the surface, but as long as Luo Kaifang and Luo Wenhao were out of sight, he would use all kinds of words and actions to stimulate me. I quarrelled with him several times. That day someone asked me out for a drink."

Luo Wencheng glanced at Lu Chong and said with some shame: "It was the other three people who were known as the Four Young Masters of Haining with me at the time. After drinking, I was very excited, and I bragged in front of many people, saying that I was going to kill Luo Wenjun.

"As a result, when I went out, I saw Luo Wenjun and Han Ying. I don't know what I was thinking. My mental state was very wrong. When I got in the car, I stepped on the gas and drove.

"I actually just wanted to scare him, but the usually good throttle became very sensitive, and the speed was not right. As soon as the throttle was pressed, the speed soared to more than a hundred, and then I hit Han Ying."

The fact was that he was a subjective component in this incident. Although he just wanted to scare the other party, he really did drive the car at people and this was one of the reasons why he couldn't defend himself in court, and ultimately didn't speak out.

But at the same time, he also knew very well that there was something wrong with his drink and the car had been tampered with, and the presence of Luo Wenjun and Han Ying was definitely not a coincidence.

Lu Chong listened and said, "So, the other three of the Four Young Masters were also involved?"

Luo Wencheng shook his head: "It's hard to say. I think there was something added to my drink. Even if they didn't do it personally, they should have been aware of it. As for whether they were involved in this matter, it is not clear."

"This is easy to find out. Catch and torture the three of them, won't we know everything?"

Zhou Yishan, who was sitting in front as the driver, suddenly spoke up.

Luo Wencheng smiled and didn't say anything hypocritical about those three people being respectable people in Haining, so it wasn't good to touch them like that, right?

For one thing, Zhou Yishan didn't care about the status of those people at all, and for another, Lu Chong made it clear that he was going to do justice for him, and he wanted the same, so it would be pointless to pretend to refuse hypocritically.

Lu Chong didn't mean to stop Zhou Yishan either. He asked Luo Wencheng again: "Do you know the people Luo Wenjun came into contact with?"

Those people were certainly not ordinary people.

Luo Wencheng said: "Luo Wenjun grew up in the slums and came into contact with a lot of people, but I remember he mentioned Brother Kun many times."

Zhou Yishan said again: "Brother Kun, as soon as you hear the name, you know it's just a small-time gangster."

Luo Wencheng looked at him and didn't say anything. Anyway, he couldn't hear the difference between these names. It seemed to him that Lu Jiuye was not much more dignified than Brother Kun, but of course he couldn't say such things.

Of course, in fact, this Brother Kun was indeed just a gangster.

Lu Chong said to Zhou Yishan: "Go and check this Brother Kun."

If it was just a small gangster, it would be impossible to make such a fuss under his nose.

Either this Brother Kun was a big shot, or there was another hand reaching out to Haining, wanting to arm wrestle with him.

When the car drove to the villa, Luo Wencheng found that the car behind him didn't follow up. Lu Chong didn't seem surprised, so he didn't mention Han Ying again.

He knew that since Lu Chong had promised him that this matter would be resolved soon, it would definitely be resolved soon, and there would definitely be a good result.

In the next few days, the students of Haining Academy of Arts were surprised to find that the post that they thought would be blocked was not blocked.

Some thought that Lu Chong might not dare to block the post due to public opinion, while others thought that Lu Chong didn't think that highly of Luo Wencheng and therefore left the matter alone.

In any case, they continued to discuss the matter in the thread with great enthusiasm and intensity, and some uploaded photos and videos of Luo Wencheng and Han Ying's interaction in front of the school that day.

The video was not very clear because the person who took it didn't dare to get too close, but the contrast between Luo Wencheng's arrogance and indifference and Han Ying's anguish and misery was quite obvious, which made the comments below even more skewed towards Han Ying, and more accusations and criticisms against Luo Wencheng followed.

Luo Wencheng simply didn't go to school anymore.

He had injured his right shoulder now and although he could still hold a pen, he needed to rest after all. Instead of going to school for just theory classes, it was better to stay at home.

With Lu Chong's promise, he didn't worry about outside things at all, and after thinking about it again and again, he even let go of the matter of retaliating against Luo Wenjun.

He let go and waited for the result Lu Chong promised him.

The only thing he was distressed about was that since his right arm couldn't move freely, he couldn't make food for Lu Chong.

Fortunately, after recuperating for a while and doing rehabilitation every day, he was allowed to do some simple movements with his right arm, so he used this opportunity to get into the kitchen and start working.

Unnoticeably, the weather was getting colder and colder, and New Year's Eve finally arrived, but there was no New Year atmosphere in the villa. Except for Uncle Ding, who gave big red envelopes to everyone, there was nothing special.

And Luo Wencheng, being half-disabled, couldn't help in creating the atmosphere either.

However, he still made a large pot of dumpling stuffing with his own hands and then wrapped a lot of dumplings with the chef and the servants in the villa. So this New Year's Eve, everyone in the villa sat together and ate dumplings.

These people were all from the capital and naturally they couldn't go home for the New Year. It was good to eat dumplings together.

Luo Wencheng took his and Lu Chong's share and went upstairs to find Lu Chong.

Lu Chong was sitting on the terrace with Ribs lying on his lap, looking at the river reflecting the street lights in the distance and the lights of other houses farther away.

Luo Wencheng slowed his steps. He felt that Lu Chong looked particularly lonely and isolated at this time of the year, but he also knew that Lu Chong didn't need anyone to comfort him in his loneliness and isolation.

It seemed that no one was allowed to set foot in his world. Even though Lu Chong treated him well and was better and better to him, Luo Wencheng always felt that there was a long distance between them that he couldn't cross in any way.

Cross?

As soon as this idea came, Luo Wencheng was shocked and realised that his thoughts had really taken a bit of a dangerous turn recently.

It was one thing to be grateful to Lu Chong, it was one thing to have many, many good feelings for him, and it was only right to want to repay him for the help he had given. But he never, never should have had any thoughts about crossing the line.

This man was not easy to touch, and Luo Wenchange didn't have that much time.

He didn't want to do anything unnecessary; it would be very irresponsible to himself and to others.

Lu Chong didn't look back but he knew Luo Wencheng was coming. He gently stroked the cat's back with one hand and whispered, "Another year has passed."

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Chapter 48

yun1yun yun1yun

4 months ago

Luo Wencheng threw away those thoughts and walked forward with the dumplings: "Yes, another year has passed. Will you eat dumplings, sir? On New Year's Eve, there is no reunion dinner, but dumplings are always to be eaten."

Lu Chong looked up at him; his gaze was not as cold as Luo Wencheng had imagined, but somewhat warm: "Sorry, I don't have the habit of eating New Year's Eve dinner. Is the house a little too cold? You, Lao Ding and others can have a feast of your own."

Luo Wencheng smiled and said: "To celebrate the New Year or not celebrate the New Year is not about the rituals. If you want to have a good time, you can still have a good time without the rituals, but if you don't want to have a good time, even if you make everything look festive, it'll be just a lie."

He looked at Lu Chong and said, "Without you, sir, it is meaningless."

After he finished speaking, he felt that this sentence was a bit strange, as if he was blaming Lu Chong, so he quickly remedied the situation, "I haven't had a New Year's Eve dinner for years either. It's just watching the gala and then eating a few extra dumplings."

He put the dumplings on the coffee table, "Sir, try my craftsmanship. I made these by myself."

Before Lu Chong could say anything, the big cat on his lap had already opened her eyes, propped herself up, leaned to the coffee table to sniff, and then stretched out her paws to Luo Wencheng.

Seeing that she seemed to mean she wanted him to hold her, Luo Wencheng glanced at Lu Chong. Lu Chong picked up the cat and handed her to Luo Wencheng. Luo Wencheng took Ribs and put her on his lap.

The big cat was heavy and her whole body was warm, but the place where Lu Chong held her seemed to be exceptionally warm. Luo Wencheng paused, lowered his head and picked up a dumpling to feed to the cat.

Two men and a cat ate dumplings on the terrace.

Perhaps the atmosphere was good and the dumplings tasted really good; Lu Chong's appetite was also good and most of the dumplings on the plate entered his stomach. Luo Wencheng saw that he was eating with relish, and he felt particularly satisfied.

This New Year's Eve, there were no fireworks, no sumptuous dinner and no crowded house full of people, but he felt that this was the most comfortable, happiest and beautiful New Year's Eve he had ever had.

He cuddled the big, fat, warm cat on his lap and looked at the elegant, clean man sitting beside him under the lamp, thinking that he would always remember this day, and that perhaps at the end of his life, when he remembered this scene and this man, he would not have too many regrets in his heart.

After all, he was so lucky to have met this person.

……

"What's the matter? Is there anything on my face?"

Lu Chong suddenly turned his head and asked, looking straight at Luo Wencheng, as if puzzled.

Luo Wencheng froze, only to realise that he was looking at him too obliviously.

"No…" He petted the cat to hide the discomfort of being caught in the act, "I was thinking, if only I could celebrate the New Year with you next year, sir."

"What's so good about celebrating the New Year with me? Maybe this time next year, you will sit with someone who is more funny and interesting, someone you can talk more to," Lu Chong said slowly.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Luo Wencheng felt that he meant something by this statement.

He felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look at Lu Chong anymore.

He glanced at his watch and found that time was slowly approaching midnight again.

Although he really wanted to celebrate the New Year with Lu Chong as this was the last and only time he had the chance to do so and he really wanted to have this memory, thinking about his special circumstances, he finally returned Ribs to Lu Chong: "Sir, I'm going to bed first."

Lu Chong glanced at him deeply: "Go ahead, staying up late is not conducive to injury healing."

……

On the third day of the New Year, when the whole of Haining was still immersed in the festive atmosphere, the car crash incident that had been fermenting on the campus forum of Haining Academy of Arts had spread to several other famous forums in Haining and finally had a new development.

This development was that Han Ying took Luo Wenjun to court.

This incident shocked the whole of Haining.

On the one hand, the Luo family was already in trouble, and many pairs of eyes were staring at it. On the other hand, this matter had really fermented to the point where almost everyone knew about it.

Everyone was waiting for Han Ying to bite Luo Wencheng and speculated whether Lu Chong would still protect Luo Wencheng in the end. The result was that Han Ying turned her head and tore into her own adopted brother. Didn't everyone say that this sister and brother had a good relationship?

The melon eaters couldn't understand this divine twist anymore.

Then the next development surprised people even more.

So the case of the fake prince trying to kill the real prince and ending up crippling the real prince's adoptive sister was actually the case of the real prince trying to frame the fake prince at the expense of his own sister?

The Luo family obviously knew the inside story of this matter, but back then the story of the true and fake princes had already made too much of a fuss, turning the Luo family into a laughing stock for the people of Haining and causing a huge loss of face for Luo Kaifang and the entire Luo family, also very detrimental to the company's image. Therefore, the Luo family decided to cover up the truth and send the son they had raised for eighteen years to prison.

Some people sighed that the Luo family was simply amazing, and some people sighed that the true prince was really too bold, not afraid of getting killed by accident. More people sighed that the noble circle was really chaotic, and the big dramas of the wealthy were endless, with new shows every year.

It was already the end of March and the beginning of April when the weather warmed up. Luo Wencheng also appeared in court. To his surprise but also somewhat according to his expectations, Zhao Jianping and Zhang Dong, two of the Four Young Masters of Haining, also appeared on the witness stand.

They confessed that they were the ones who added the drug to Luo Wencheng's drink at that time. They also knew that Luo Wenjun wanted to deal with Luo Wencheng, but they didn't know the specific plan. Out of jealousy of Luo Wencheng and eager to watch the show, they agreed to cooperate with Luo Wenjun.

Han Ying didn't sue them, so they just acted as witnesses to accuse Luo Wenjun and apologised to Luo Wencheng in court, and then there were no consequences for them.

Of course this was only on the surface; Lu Chong would not let these two go.

In addition to Luo Wenjun, there was also Brother Kun in the dock. That Brother Kun seemed to be an ordinary man in his thirties, but he was quite famous in Haining. Luo Wenjun followed him since he was fifteen or sixteen years old. Later, Luo Wenjun was accepted back to Luo's family and wanted to deal with Luo Wencheng. Brother Kun also wanted to follow Luo Wenjun to make a fortune, so he helped him do this.

Luo Wencheng's car was tampered with by Brother Kun's people.

The two of them, one the main offender and the other the accomplice, both were convicted and had a fight in court.

After all, Brother Kun was someone from the underground business. He didn't lack dirty words. Calling Luo Wenjun a bitch and a slut, he also said that if it hadn't been for Luo Wenjun to keep coming to him and tempting him in bed, he would not have done such a thing.

At first Luo Wenjun cursed at him and then covered his face and kept crying, but no matter how badly he cried, no one would sympathise with him. The image of a weak and noble young master who had suffered enough in his childhood was completely broken.

Watching Luo Wenjun falling apart, Luo Wencheng frowned slightly.

It was not that he thought Luo Wenjun's punishment was too light.

He knew that Brother Kun, who was convicted because of Luo Wenjun, must have hated him. Although Brother Kun also went to prison, after all, his sentence was relatively light and he was going to come out earlier than Luo Wenjun. Coupled with his contacts, both in prison and after he got out of prison, there were ways to finish off Luo Wenjun.

The reason Luo Wencheng frowned was that until this time, the scientific research madman who worked with Luo Wenjun had not appeared.

When exactly did Luo Wenjun meet him?

Luo Wencheng had to repay him. In his previous life, he died so miserably because of the drugs developed by that lunatic. If he let the other party get away with it, he would never feel at ease. The other party didn't show up, and he felt a little anxious.

But thinking about it carefully, maybe that person only appeared by Luo Wenjun's side a few years later. At that time, he would have died a long time ago. In this life, there shouldn't be an intersection between him and that lunatic, right?

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Chapter 49

yun1yun yun1yun

4 months ago

In the end, Luo Wencheng received court apologies from Han Ying, Zhao Jianping and Zhang Dong, as well as certain financial compensation. He seemed to have finally gotten rid of the knot in his heart, and his whole body relaxed.

Since he was reborn in the late autumn of last year to the end of March this year, it had been less than half a year. The things that were originally scheduled to be completed within a year were all over, and it was so easy.

All he had to do was to use a bitter ploy and pretend to be pitiful, and he didn't even need to do those things he thought about. Everything ended successfully according to his wishes.

When he saw Luo Wenjun being escorted out of the courtroom, he smiled faintly at him with vicious eyes and turned to look at Lu Chong beside him.

Lu Chong didn't look at Luo Wenjun at all, but said to Luo Wencheng, "Let's go home."

Luo Wencheng felt a lot of emotions in his heart for a while.

In his previous life, Lu Chong stood behind Luo Wenjun, so Luo Wenjun became a winner in life, and he ended miserably.

In this life, he gained Lu Chong's trust and help one step ahead, and the ending of him and Luo Wenjun completely changed.

Before he met Lu Chong, he always thought that Lu Chong and Luo Wenjun had a certain relationship, but after getting to know this man, he felt that the reason why Luo Wenjun was able to get Lu Chong as a backer in his previous life was probably because he, like Luo Wencheng himself, used bitter ploys.

He could pretend to be pitiful and weak, and Luo Wenjun could naturally do the same. As long as he got Lu Chong's trust and goodwill, and roughly understood his character, it was not difficult to attack him step by step.

As for Luo Wenjun's process of dealing with him, whether it was Lu Chong who helped him the same as he helped him to deal with Luo Wenjun today, or whether it was simply Luo Wenjun's fox exploiting the tiger's might (using powerful connections to intimidate people), Luo Wencheng didn't know, and he didn't want to think about it.

He believed it was the latter, but it was impossible for him to go back to his previous life to find out the truth, let alone catch Luo Wenjun or Lu Chong and ask clearly.

He only knew that this time, Lu Chong, who he met first, Lu Chong, who he caught first, was so kind to him, giving him the protection and care that no one else in this world could possibly give him.

As they walked out of the courthouse, Han Ying caught up with them: "Mr. Lu." She said with some fear, "Thank you, Mr. Lu."

Lu Chong: "No need."

Han Ying looked at Luo Wencheng with a complicated gaze: "Wencheng, can I have a few words with you alone?"

Luo Wencheng was taken aback for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes."

The two walked aside, and Han Ying said in a low voice: "I'm really sorry for those three years."

Luo Wencheng said: "In fact, you don't have to apologise to me. I do have part of the responsibility for this matter. Those three years in prison were not completely unjust."

Han Ying looked into his calm and indifferent eyes and couldn't help but say, "You… have really changed a lot."

"After so much experience, you always have to grow up." Luo Wencheng's gaze fell on her missing leg, "For this matter, in fact, I'm the one who needs to apologise to you."

Han Ying followed his gaze and smiled bitterly: "It has nothing to do with you. After I was hit, Luo Wenjun wasn't satisfied and tampered with my medicine."

The situation at that time was really critical. Luo Wenjun tampered with her medicine, probably with the idea of killing her.

As soon as she died, Luo Wencheng's sentence would be much heavier or might even become, under the one-sided public opinion, the death penalty, and Luo Wenjun would live better in the Luo family after having lost his only relative.

But she was very lucky, and in the end she only had necrosis and lost a leg, but her life was saved.

"Ridiculous, isn't it? I treated him like my own brother and he wanted me dead, so maybe this is retribution."

"Retribution?"

Han Ying took a deep breath: "There is one thing, I once promised my mother that I would never say anything. Even to Luo Wenjun at the beginning, I didn't reveal more than half a word."

Luo Wencheng frowned slightly. He had a hunch that behind this story there was something to do with him.

Han Ying continued: "My youngest uncle had a tumour in his stomach when he was a teenager, which was malignant, but if he had surgery at that time, he would have a chance to survive. But my grandparents were very poor, and there were already many sons in the family, so they chose to give up treatment.

"My youngest uncle somehow found out about this. He wanted to live. He made trouble with his grandparents, but it was useless. The family just couldn't get the money, so he decided to earn it by himself.

"But he only graduated from primary school, what could he do? He finally decided to take the risk." Han Ying paused, "He joined a human trafficking gang."

Luo Wencheng's pupils shrank slightly.

"He had been watching that rural hospital for many days. There were several women in it, and he basically took notes of them, but he didn't dare to do it until one day a woman inside was about to give birth and some people came, looking big and rich. They turned the hospital upside down and made it very chaotic. My youngest uncle took the opportunity to make a move."

"The baby he stole was the child of that woman, Luo Wenjun.

"But my youngest uncle regretted stealing the baby. He was only in his teens. He was very scared. He took the baby back to his widowed elder sister, who was my mother. He hesitated and refused to say the origin of the baby but later, he was forced to tell the beginning and end of the matter.

"My mother was also very scared, because this baby was obviously a child of a rich family, but when she inquired about it later, the big rich man didn't lose his child. He left the hospital very early, but a migrant couple lost their child."

Han Ying gave a wry smile and didn't dare to look Luo Wencheng in the eye: "My mother and uncle thought that my uncle had stolen the couple's child. You know, migrants, they look poor, they have no money, have no connections, they won't be taken seriously even if they report it. After making their way through half of the city, they couldn't find anything…"

"Have you never thought about turning yourselves in?" Luo Wencheng said suddenly, "Or at least secretly returning the child?"

He slowly raised his head; his eyes were already slightly red.

He thought he would be indifferent when he heard such a story.

In his previous life, he tried his best to inquire and investigate, but only found sporadic clues. He didn't know who his parents were. He only knew that his mother died and his father went far away. At that time, he just felt pity for the couple.

He had grown up with a father, a mother and an elder brother; although that father's favour was to raise him as a waste, although that mother was always cruel and abusive behind people's backs, although that elder brother was also a piece of shit. But he had had these family roles in his life.

He didn't have much consciousness of being an orphan.

Having been reborn after his death, he cared about it even less and had no intention of looking for his father. When he was beating up Luo Wenjun and complaining that He Mei had ruined his life, it was more out of hatred for the Luo family.

However, at this moment, when Han Ying said, "they look poor, they have no money, have no connections, they won't be taken seriously even if they report it", his heart actually ached fiercely.

For the first time, he had a clear understanding that the couple who had lost their child more than twenty years ago, the couple who was terrified and had no one to turn to, were his biological parents!

"Do you know, your uncle stole Luo Wenjun, Luo Wenjun's birth mother stole me, my… my parents lost their child and went crazy. My birth mother ran around as soon as she gave birth, anxious and scared, fell ill, and died soon!"

At the end of Luo Wencheng's words, he vaguely felt a hint of cutting pain. Frightened and anxious until her death, his mother must have felt very helpless at the time, right?

At the last moment before she died, was she still worried about her child?

"Even if, even if you just returned Luo Wenjun, if they found the child, they would naturally stop looking for it, and she would probably not die."

Han Ying also had red eyes. She choked and said, "We didn't dare turn ourselves in, nor did we dare to return the child."

"Why?"

"My youngest uncle joined that organisation. When joining, he wasn't too clear about his personal information. He lied that he was an orphan. Those people probably didn't bother to check. He quit halfway and ran away, and because he didn't come into contact with any secrets, those people didn't bother to pursue it. But if something else was involved, what would happen if those people came to the door?"

Han Ying looked at Luo Wencheng with tears in her eyes: "My uncle didn't have many days left to live. My mother lived with me alone. My grandparents were old. We didn't dare take risks."

Luo Wencheng was stunned; after a while he laughed a little comically.

So in this matter, because the Luo family didn't look for the child, because the person who stole the child didn't dare to speak out and the child didn't show up, everything was suppressed. The only couple looking for the child couldn't make any waves at all, and one of them died soon after.

It was not until seventeen years later that the patriarch of the Luo family, the richest man in Haining, discovered that his youngest son had the wrong blood type that the matter was brought up again.

Luo Wencheng took a step back and leaned against the wall a little weakly.

Han Ying took out a folded piece of paper from her bag: "My uncle was frightened day and night, and his conscience was tormenting him. His condition deteriorated badly. He passed away in less than a month. Before he died, he left these notes with some information about the women who gave birth in the hospital back then."

Luo Wencheng's eyelashes trembled as he looked at the piece of paper.

"You, if you want to find your father, this might help you."

Luo Wencheng looked at the piece of paper without moving for a long time.

"You bring it now, what's the use…" His voice was so low that it was barely audible. To find his father?

Find his father, recognise each other, hug and cry, and then let the white-haired man bury the black-haired man six months later?

Fate was really ridiculous. When he wanted to find something, he couldn't. He had already let it go and was already preparing in his heart to face death calmly, but now another attachment popped up.

But he finally took the piece of paper.

A thin piece of paper, but it was so heavy that it seemed to break his wrist.

He didn't know when Han Ying left.

He didn't know when Lu Chong came.

Then he saw Lu Chong looking at him with concern and worry, asking him in a gentle tone what was the matter.

He felt that the piece of paper in his hand turned into a stone again, smashing straight into his heart.

Smashing his state of mind that he had been claiming to be so calm all the time to pieces.

"Sir…" He looked at Lu Chong's handsome, concerned face, the warm and worried light in his eyes, reached helplessly towards Lu Chong, leaned on his shoulder and said in a low voice almost inaudibly, "Sir, what should I do?"

But Lu Chong heard it.

He also heard the helplessness, panic and confusion in the young man's voice.

His heart ached faintly; he raised his arm to gently wrap around Luo Wencheng's shoulders, touched his head and soothed him in a soft voice: "What happened? What did Han Ying tell you? Tell me, I'll solve it."

No, you can't solve it.

Why are you being so nice to me?

It's so good that I feel more and more reluctant to let go.

"Sir…"

"Hmm?"

"Why do people have attachments?"

This is clearly the most cunning thing in the world, finding ways to hold you, to hang on to you, to stir your heart, to make you torn, uncertain, afraid to pick it up and unable to let go.

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Chapter 50

yun1yun yun1yun

4 months ago

"Why do people have attachments?"

The bitter and painful question made Lu Chong's heart stagnate. He looked down at the young man leaning on him with complicated eyes.

The young man's hand was clenching the hem of his clothes so hard that his phalanges turned white and his veins were clearly visible.

Lu Chong could clearly feel his fragility and need at the moment.

He vaguely realised that something was out of control. No, not vaguely, but for sure.

He lowered his eyes and pressed slightly with his palm but in the end he didn't push the person in his arms away.

Two men hugged not far from the gate of the court, soon attracting a lot of attention, both explicit and implicit.

Lu Chong didn't care about that, but Luo Wencheng gradually calmed down and found himself leaning into Lu Chong's arms. The two of them were almost glued together. He hurriedly took a step back and said shyly, "Sir, I'm sorry."

Lu Chong was about to say something when Zhou Yishan, who had been waiting for a long time, finally found a chance to come up and speak: "Sir, there is a call from Beicheng…"

Then Luo Wencheng saw Lu Chong's face change a little. It was not that it turned solemn in a big way, but it was like immediately entering a state of taking it seriously, giving a priority to the important matter. If Lu Chong had at least seventy or eighty percent of his mind on Luo Wencheng before, when Zhou Yihan said that, those percent were taken away completely.

Luo Wencheng was a little flustered for no reason, so when Lu Chong asked Zhou Yishan to send him back, he grabbed Lu Chong's hand almost without thinking: "Sir, I will go too."

With these words, not only Lu Chong was stunned, but Luo Wencheng himself also froze.

What was he talking about? Lu Chong had business to attend to, so what was he doing following him? He had always been very discreet, not asking Lu Chong about anything, and this was way out of line.

But it was probably that he hadn't completely calmed down, or he was still trapped in the reluctant imaginary parting of life and death, so he grabbed Lu Chong's hand, simply wayward, and didn't want to let go.

He even thought that it would be better to anger Lu Chong and let him pour a pot of cold water on him.

He resigned himself and waited for Lu Chong to show impatience and displeasure, but Lu Chong just looked down at the hand he had grabbed, the point where their body temperature was passing to each other, moved his lips, his eyes shifting back and forth a few times, and finally said, "Fine then, you come with me."

Luo Wencheng was stunned.

Zhou Yishan had a meaningful expression on his face.

Why did he feel that something didn't smell right between these two?

He knew very well that the thing in Beicheng was not a big deal. Luo Wencheng wanted to go along and it was not too out of line; it was not too strange that Master agreed to let him follow either. But why were the tone and eyes of the two of them so weird?

Sitting in the car, separated from Lu Chong by one person and unable to smell the fresh scent of grass and wood, Luo Wencheng really calmed down.

Why was he so impulsive just now?

What if Lu Chong got really angry?

He was thinking about it, and on the one hand, he thought he shouldn't be a demon, shouldn't break their current mode of getting along and live a good life together, wasn't it already good enough? On the other hand, he thought: are you really willing to spend the remaining half a year in this way? It's better to go all out, Lu Chong is so kind to you, so patient, maybe, maybe… he also has a bit of that kind of meaning?

As soon as this thought came out, he slapped himself fiercely in his mind. Luo Wencheng, you are ungrateful. People treat you so well but you want to drag people into the water. When the time comes, you pat your ass and leave, what do you expect people to do?

Thinking about it this way, Luo Wencheng felt almost manic, but the person in question was by his side, and he didn't dare to show the slightest abnormality. In the end, he could only massage his aching head and turn his face to the wind that came in through the car window, forcing himself to suppress all this nonsense.

After a long time, he tried to distract himself by opening the crumpled paper in his hand and reading it.

It recorded the name of each woman who had given birth in the rural hospital at that time, her approximate age, clothing, appearance, and even accent.

Luo Wencheng's parents were highlighted. It was probably Han Ying's youngest uncle who was upset afterwards. He thought about the couple who had "their child stolen" by him, so the record was very clear.

Luo Wencheng squeezed the paper tightly.

The rural hospital was demolished more than ten years ago. In his previous life, Luo Wencheng spent a lot of time and energy and only found a few nurses who worked in that hospital when he was born, but they didn't have much impression of the women who gave birth at that time.

He also went to the local public security bureau to inquire about the missing baby case, but the result was that the file got wet during the rain and was destroyed.

There was too little information and too long a time had passed. Even if he asked Lu Chong to help him, it would be very difficult to find someone; but with the piece of paper provided by Han Ying, it was much easier to find his biological father.

But Luo Wencheng was very hesitant to look for him.

If he didn't look, he would be upset. He did want to know what happened to his biological father. But after looking for him, there was that situation again…

In the end, it came back to the biggest contradiction, which was annoying.

The car stopped.

Luo Wencheng recovered, only to find that the car had already made half a circle around Haining.

Outside was an unfamiliar sight, but if he was right, this would be Beicheng. Compared with the urban area, the degree of development here was very low.

Lu Chong turned his head and asked him, "Do you want to go together or stay in the car?"

Being thick-skinned enough to follow, and then sitting in the car and waiting?

Luo Wencheng cleaned up his emotions for a while, and said with his usual expression: "I will go too."

He really wanted to know what made Lu Chong so concerned.

He felt that this was the reason why Lu Chong came to Haining and this was what he was busy with every day during this time.

Lu Chong didn't object, but he seemed to be hesitating about something, and when Luo Wencheng tried to get a better look, he was already getting out of the car.

Luo Wencheng also followed. There was a construction site outside. When Lu Chong was seen coming, someone came to meet him. Luo Wencheng listened to the tone and content. Lu Chong came here every day.

He was very concerned about the project here.

Luo Wencheng looked around and was surprised to find: "An amusement park is being built here?"

Lu Chong was discussing something with the person in charge, pointing to the drawings in his hand while saying something with a serious and focused look, as if it was a kingdom being built.

Luo Wencheng felt a little incredulous, but he suddenly remembered that at the Luo family banquet, those guests asked what business Lu Chong was going to do in Haining, and he replied that he wanted to build an amusement park.

What he said turned out to be true?

Was that why he came here from the capital?

He suddenly remembered that he knew about this amusement park in his previous life. Beicheng, which had not been much developed, suddenly built an extremely luxurious amusement park. This amusement park had been built for three years, stimulating the rapid development of the surrounding area. In those years, Beicheng was full of factories and construction sites. He had also changed several jobs here.

However, after the amusement park was built, it had never been open for business.

Three years, in his previous life Lu Chong was also in Haining for three years, right?

Zhou Yishan came over, smiled and said, "Surprised, huh? That's why Master came to Haining. From site selection to design, from materials to employees, Master did everything by himself. He has to come and have a look every day, rain or shine."

Luo Wencheng murmured, "Why?"

"This is a taboo subject for Master, and no one dares to mention it. If you want to know, ask Master yourself."

Lu Chong and the person in charge talked for about twenty minutes before it was over. Supposedly the construction of the amusement park had encountered some problem that needed Lu Chong's decision. From the looks of it, it was obviously not a big problem.

Yet he had come all the way here immediately.

Luo Wencheng looked at Lu Chong as he walked back, pursed his lips and finally couldn't help but ask: "How did you think of building an amusement park here, sir?"

Lu Chong looked at the sunlit ferris wheel that already had a skeleton, and there seemed to be a lot of incomprehensible things in his eyes: "This is a promise I made with a person many years ago."

Luo Wencheng's heart jumped.

"A promise?"

Lu Chong: "Yes. I promised that person that when I got rich in the future, I would come back to his hometown and build a big, big amusement park for him, so that many, many people can come to play, but only he would be given a VIP card, so that he didn't have to line up and could play whatever he wanted."

Luo Wencheng thought to himself, was he too sensitive or too nasty to hear anything other than innocence in this passage?

Wasn't this a common promise made by an elder brother to a playful child?

But he already had the answer in his heart.

He didn't look at Lu Chong, but he felt Lu Chong glance at him, and then he heard Lu Chong's low, nostalgic voice full of some kind of suppressed emotions: "Actually, I should have done this a long time ago, but I wanted to wait for him to come back and finish it with him. But for so many years, I haven't been able to find him, so I thought, let's build the amusement park first, maybe he will come back when he gets the news?"

Lu Chong looked at Luo Wencheng; a trace of forbearance flashed in his dark eyes, and he slowly said, "What do you think?"

Luo Wencheng suddenly remembered that when he first met Lu Chong, the man was standing on the flyover at night, his gaze lonely and distant, saying that he was waiting for someone who might never come.

He still thought at the time that it was rare to find a person who could feel so deeply, especially since Lu Chong's appearance and temperament were so outstanding.

Later, he knew that Lu Chong was the Lu Jiuye he was looking for. He felt that the man was pretending to be affectionate, acting for fun, because everyone knew that Lu Jiuye had many little lovers.

Later, he discovered that Lu Chong was a righteous man, and this matter was completely forgotten by him.

He still remembered that he asked Lu Chong a question at that time.

Luo Wencheng raised his head, and the gentle afternoon sun at the end of March reflected in his amber eyes, making them almost transparent. He asked softly, "Is that person your lover?"

Lu Chong's voice was calm: "Yes."

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