Hua Ling found Zhan Sheng’s words today strange, unusually talkative, and particularly sentintal.
"Zhan Sheng, don’t overthink. We’ll find a way to cure you. You’ve faced so many hardships before and pulled through; you’ll definitely overco this too!" Hua Ling comforted him.
Zhan Sheng said nothing, only smiled slightly, "Actually, you don’t need to care about . There’s nothing about worth caring about."
"Why do you say that about yourself?"
Zhan Sheng lowered his eyes slightly, "I don’t rember anything. I don’t even know who I am. I look unsightly, and I’m essentially a useless monster."
Hua Ling was taken aback, his eyes widened, sowhat angry, "I can’t believe you’d think of yourself like that!"
"That’s the truth."
"I forbid you from speaking about yourself this way! In my eyes, you’re the best person in the world. You’re incredibly important to . I don’t care what others think of you; to , you’re the best, my best brother!" Hua Ling’s voice was firm, slightly shaking Zhan Sheng’s heart.
Although he rembered nothing, although he had no feelings, although his heart felt empty and hollow.
Yet he yearned to be recognized and cared for.
And Hua Ling was the one who gave him warmth and hope...
Zhan Sheng looked at him deeply, speaking in a husky voice, "Thank you, you’re a good person."
"You’re a good person too, truly!" Hua Ling said with a bright smile, "Good people will be rewarded. Heaven will definitely help you!"
"If I die, will you rember ?" Zhan Sheng suddenly asked.
Hua Ling felt infuriated, "I’ve already told you, you won’t die. You’ll get better!"
"You’ll rember , right?" Zhan Sheng persisted in asking.
Hua Ling suddenly felt his throat choke up, not knowing how to respond.
"Zhan Sheng, you really will get better."
Zhan Sheng smiled slightly, "Thank you. But I hope you can rember occasionally, at least to prove that I once existed."
"What are you talking about! Quickly tell the antidote, and I’ll get soone to save you!"
"Tomorrow, I’m tired today." With that, Zhan Sheng turned around and walked back.
Hua Ling wanted to say more, but seeing his back, he inexplicably couldn’t. His mood was terrible, very downcast, and he hated feeling this way.
And he didn’t dare to imagine what it would be like if Zhan Sheng died.
Soone like him, too pitiful, if he died it would truly be sothing that would cause lifelong grief.
Hua Ling sat alone by the seaside for a long ti, not leaving until it was dark.
He didn’t know that Zhan Sheng had gone to see Hao Yansen and told him everything.
Hao Yansen was actually quite surprised; he didn’t expect Zhan Sheng to lay everything out for him.
"It’s this; they wanted to get close to you guys and find a chance to poison you." Zhan Sheng handed the bottle of dicine to Hao Yansen.
Hao Yansen took it, his eyes deep, "Why are you telling this?"
"I’m not going to carry out this plan."
"Why not?"
Zhan Sheng looked at him, offering no explanation, "I don’t need to tell you my reasons. This is all I can do to help you."
Actually, without him saying it, Hao Yansen could guess the reason.
"You’re doing this all for Hua Ling?"
"..."
"But not following their orders ans you’ll die, right?" Hao Yansen, being so smart, wouldn’t miss the consequences.
Zhan Sheng was silent for a mont before answering, "The day after tomorrow."
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