CH 110
Wen Chuo lived in 504, and rent wasn’t expensive in this kind of rundown building. Unfortunately for him however, as a man with no proper job and with no aim in mind, living everyday without anything to do, his rent basically came from swindling off of Bai Yang. How hard must it have been, and still is, for an idiot like Bai Yang who has to work so hard for his own life and also has to raise this kind of waste of a human being who wouldn’t even know how to live by himself.
Wen Chuo was nineteen this year, and thinking back to his previous life, it should be about two more years before the Wen family would come and take him back into the family. Which meant there wasn’t that much of a rush. He could just follow the same old road as his last life to take back control of the company, and before that, he’ll just continue to live however he had been living.
Only this time however, when he leaves, he’ll make sure to settle the idiot in a safe place first, so as to not let him run off to nowhere and get lost.
Wen Chuo didn’t like Bai Yang in his previous life, and this life, well, it wasn’t that he would like him either. He’ll just try his best to treat him like his brother, sharing wealth and fame together.
The only thing he could give was this……
In the height of summer, it was hot to the point where it was unbearable. It was only when the sun started to set that it would start to cool down slightly, blowing along a slight breeze that soundlessly and unknowingly calmed people’s hearts. Wen Chuo let go of Bai Yang, and seeing the scattered amounts of money in his hand, he asked with a fake smile on his face,
“This money’s for me?”
Bai Yang quickly retracted his hand back in alarm and stuffed the money back into his pocket. He ignored Wen Chuo after that and turned around to head back up to their building.
Wen Chuo followed along, laughing as he said,
“Hey, this bad habit of yours of being stingy really can’t be changed huh. How much money could that be for you to be treasuring it like immeasurable family heirlooms.”
He rested his arm around Bai Yang’s shoulders but it was quickly shrugged off. Wen Chuo didn’t mind it however, and he looked to the side, looking through the broken alleyway that was filled with advertisements and clothes drying on the drying racks outside the windows. When there was a breeze, the flowery bed sheets would dance in the wind, spreading the faint scent of laundry detergent, and every household here was about the same.
The sky was beautiful in all its colors, as orange, red, blue, and purple blended together. Layering and layering outwards, it was an unspeakable beauty to be taken in with the eyes. Standing in the stairway, leaning over the railing, the view became all the more clearer. All this, this kind of scenery, Wen Chuo hadn’t seen for such a very long time.
How long has it been… it seemed to have been like three years, a thousand and more of days and nights.
Wen Chuo was a bit out of breath after climbing five flights of stairs. He leaned against the railing, not all too willing to move. Bai Yang was standing in front of his apartment and preparing to open his door when he spotted Wen Chuo and he went over to pull him away. In Wen Chuo’s perspective, he only felt his shirt tightening before he was forced to retreat back a couple of steps.
“Ah ah ah,” he said as he was dragged backwards and he said after, “what are you doing, what are you doing. Are you going crazy again.”
Bai Yang’s words were heavier than gold,
“Dangerous.”
Wen Chuo confusedly said,
Wen Chuo was nineteen this year, and thinking back to his previous life, it should be about two more years before the Wen family would come and take him back into the family. Which meant there wasn’t that much of a rush. He could just follow the same old road as his last life to take back control of the company, and before that, he’ll just continue to live however he had been living.
Only this time however, when he leaves, he’ll make sure to settle the idiot in a safe place first, so as to not let him run off to nowhere and get lost.
Wen Chuo didn’t like Bai Yang in his previous life, and this life, well, it wasn’t that he would like him either. He’ll just try his best to treat him like his brother, sharing wealth and fame together.
The only thing he could give was this……
In the height of summer, it was hot to the point where it was unbearable. It was only when the sun started to set that it would start to cool down slightly, blowing along a slight breeze that soundlessly and unknowingly calmed people’s hearts. Wen Chuo let go of Bai Yang, and seeing the scattered amounts of money in his hand, he asked with a fake smile on his face,
“This money’s for me?”
Bai Yang quickly retracted his hand back in alarm and stuffed the money back into his pocket. He ignored Wen Chuo after that and turned around to head back up to their building.
Wen Chuo followed along, laughing as he said,
“Hey, this bad habit of yours of being stingy really can’t be changed huh. How much money could that be for you to be treasuring it like immeasurable family heirlooms.”
He rested his arm around Bai Yang’s shoulders but it was quickly shrugged off. Wen Chuo didn’t mind it however, and he looked to the side, looking through the broken alleyway that was filled with advertisements and clothes drying on the drying racks outside the windows. When there was a breeze, the flowery bed sheets would dance in the wind, spreading the faint scent of laundry detergent, and every household here was about the same.
The sky was beautiful in all its colors, as orange, red, blue, and purple blended together. Layering and layering outwards, it was an unspeakable beauty to be taken in with the eyes. Standing in the stairway, leaning over the railing, the view became all the more clearer. All this, this kind of scenery, Wen Chuo hadn’t seen for such a very long time.
How long has it been… it seemed to have been like three years, a thousand and more of days and nights.
Wen Chuo was a bit out of breath after climbing five flights of stairs. He leaned against the railing, not all too willing to move. Bai Yang was standing in front of his apartment and preparing to open his door when he spotted Wen Chuo and he went over to pull him away. In Wen Chuo’s perspective, he only felt his shirt tightening before he was forced to retreat back a couple of steps.
“Ah ah ah,” he said as he was dragged backwards and he said after, “what are you doing, what are you doing. Are you going crazy again.”
Bai Yang’s words were heavier than gold,
“Dangerous.”
Wen Chuo confusedly said,
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