Chapter 2 - A Scene of Bloody Slaughter

Bo Qin met the doctor treating Xie Mu.

She knew not of what this youth went through, only responsibly telling him that barring his weak constitution, from resting too long, and the 3 years of lost memory, Xie Mu’s body was in good shape.

In other words, he was safe for discharge.

Bo Qin had no issue with this as he was a cold-hearted person. His previous warmth and consideration were only part of his tactic to seduce the other person. Since this person was in good condition, they no longer owed each other anything.

[He wanted to go.]

The youth strenuously leaned on the railing. Clearly, his legs were trembling nonstop, but they still continued to walk forward, his sloping long eyelashes shielding those bright black eyes from view.

121: [target favorability: 5, he only sees you as a passerby.]

[I know, otherwise you wouldn’t have asked for me.] Xie Mu finally reached his destination at his turtle pace. He quirked a corner of his mouth, his seemingly innocent doe eyes full of happiness.

[Bo Qin, this person, really matches up to his name. But seeing as his favorability still has 5 points, he is not invincible.]

121 reminded him, [but he wants to leave now. If he leaves now, it’ll be very difficult if the host wants to meet the task target again in the future.]

[Don’t panic. Although he is heartless, the common problem of all men was still there.]

With his brows unpleasantly furrowed, Bo Qin listened to Xie Mu’s doctor discuss the necessary care he needed after discharge. After a few words, he impatiently interrupted her speech, “doctor, you only need to tell me, the discharge procedures…”

“Ah—”

From the rehabilitation room rung out the youth’s short exclamation. Bo Qin stopped talking, cold eyes looking toward him. Xie Mu had fallen onto the ground.

The youth bowed his head slightly, arms supporting his body and the legs shaking under the baggy patient uniform. Slowly, he raised his head little by little. When he managed to raise his head, Bo Qin realized then that his eyes were red, unknowing if from pain or if from shame. Xie Mu bit his lip slightly, his trembling hands wanting to pull himself up, however, even after trying a few times, still failing to stand up.

Finally, he childishly sighed and simply sat on the floor. The loose patient uniform was pulled down low from his previous movements, revealing a beautiful collarbone.

Laying on the patient bed for so long, he lost a significant amount of weight, that face becoming even better looking, his thin chin giving off a delicate vibe.

Xie Mu seemed aware of someone’s gaze on him, turning around with red eyes. At seeing Bo Qin, his face immediately lit up with a smile. Stretching out his hand, he beckoned, “Bo Zong, could you lend me a hand?”

At his natural attitude, Bo Qin was a little absent-minded. The Xie Mu before never dared to ask for anything, his attitude towards him always docile, even a bit overly so

Bo Qin had never seen him like this, openly smiling while naturally asking for help. The man’s eyes became even more severe. His face masked all emotion as he lifted his legs, walking towards the youth sitting on the ground.

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“Bo Zong?”

Perceiving the man’s distracted spirit, Xie Mu confusedly called out to him. Bo Qin looked over, meeting the youth’s innocent eyes.

Bo Qin had discovered early on, before their relationship even advanced to the next step, that his eyelashes were very curled. Whenever Xie Mu organized the scattered documents in front of his desk, he would always slightly bend his waist in respect. Bo Qin only had to look up to see his serious and thoughtful expression.

At that time, he had acted warm and gentle. But, in reality, not a moment passed that he did not want to push that person down on the table and rip into his formal attire, watching as he cried and moaned. Bo Qin admitted that he liked Xie Mu’s type, innocent and naive, strong but delicate. Every time he was stimulated, he could only passively endure. His first time with Xie Mu was enough for him to become addicted to the taste.

Xie Mu could be considered a perfect lover. It was a pity that he was overly fragile. Bo Qin had hidden the truth from him, knowing his fragility. It was a pity Tan Tao touched him.

“It’s nothing, you can leave the hospital now.”

Thinking back to that night, the man moved the hands hanging at his sides slightly, his back unintentionally ramrod straight.

“Understood, thank you, Bo Zong.”

19-year-old Xie Mu must’ve been very polite, every three sentences a thank you.

Bo Qin was reminded of his first time seeing Xie Mu. His group had wanted to donate a building to a school. He had gone to Xie Mu’s university and stumbled upon Xie Mu sitting on a bench reading a book. Perhaps hearing the sounds of someone approaching, he had looked up.

It had been that look, seemingly freezing time for a moment.

Bo Qin could not remember when he had met him, but Xie Mu had seemed to have known him for a long time.

The man had looked at the youth with a neat head of hair, wearing a plain white shirt, cleverly looking at him, and his heart had peaked in unusual interest.

He had someone send over a maintenance contract, and as he had expected, Xie Mu had rejected it.

The more he acted like this, the more Bo Qin interested. It was also fortunate that he was rejected as he did not know who the owner of the agreement was.

He transferred the youth to work at his side through his connections. He taught him company affairs, mentored him through various settings, and saw him go from worship to admiration.

Finally, he was able to achieve his goal, successfully swallowing up the person whole.

To Bo Qin, their relationship was just a game, and their relationship naturally ending when the game did.

“I still have affairs at the company, so I’ll be leaving first.”

“You go first then, I’ve burdened you this past while.” Xie Mu politely and gratefully spoke; however, he seemed to think of something seeing that tall figure turn to leave, calling out to him.

“Wait a second!”

“Could you leave a business card so that when I can, I can return all the money owed to you?”

Bo Qin stood in place with his back to the youth and his voice cold, as if speaking only to a subordinate, “no need, simply treat it as an employee benefit.”

“You should still give the card. I currently don’t know anything, my education reaching only sophomore year in college. When I get out of the hospital, I can only resign. Like that, I cannot even be considered your employee anymore.”

The man turned his body slightly, meeting the youth with a slightly bitter smile.

Unsure if because Xie Mu insisted on returning his money or if for some other reason, Bo Qin had a rare moment of kindness. He agreed to help Xie Mu discharge.

The previously mentioned help was actually only helping Xie Mu into the elevator.

Xie Mu’s luggage had rolled off to who knows where, Xie Mu discovered alone in a pool of blood.

In theory, as the root cause of everything, Bo Qin should more or less help Xie Mu, who had lost his memories and had no money or place to live. In theory, however, in reality, the man did not incline to do so in the slightest.

His favorability was only at 5%, not even enough to qualify as cheap love that could be extorted.

“Bo Zong, what kind of person am I? I’m talking about the 22-year-old me.” As Xie Mu slowly walked along the road, he curiously asked the person at his side, “Nurse Zhang said that your company was huge. For me to become your assistant, does that mean my grades were especially outstanding?”

While Bo Qin did not want to answer this kind of boring question, he only had to turn to the side to see Xie Mu’s curious eyes brimming with innocence. He had to say: he really was a little susceptible to that kind of look.

The man thought back to the Xie Mu in his memories.

He would always wear a black suit paired with a white dress shirt, carrying all sorts of documents, while going in and out of his office. He would always calmly handle his tasks, diligently absorbing all the knowledge Bo Qin imparted.

“You? You are a very qualified assistant.”

Bo Qin suddenly realized that during this time, he hadn’t completely forgotten Xie Mu’s appearance. In fact, he could still remember it vividly.

“You can drink a lot, so I always bring you along to wine banquets.”

“Me?”

The youth blinked in confusion, covering his stomach with some hesitation, “but, whenever I drink, my stomach hurts. I never drink alcohol.”

The man wrinkled his brow.

Xie Mu couldn’t drink alcohol?

How could that be?

Previously, he had blocked wine for him at the dinner table countless times. There were even many times where he was drunk, while Xie Mu was only slightly tipsy.

“I don’t get drunk easily when I drink, but my stomach hurts a lot. It’s been like that since I was little. Was my 22-year-old self cured?”

The youth next to him was still pondering, but Bo Qin’s steps had paused, something seeming off in his mind.

“You…”

He had just spoken when the youth, who had been wanly smiling just moments ago, suddenly stopped walking, staring alarmedly in front of him.

“–” Xie Mu opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Bo Qin could feel Xie Mu subconsciously hiding behind him, his hands grasping tightly onto his arms as if holding onto some life-saving straw.

The man creased his eyebrows and looked up, seeing a person standing in the distance.

The figure was slender, wearing gold-wired glasses, with a gentle and refined appearance, but the demeanor of a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

Holding lilies, he showed a stunned expression at seeing the youth hiding behind Bo Qin’s body.

“Xie Mu…”

His eyes were full of hope, but upon meeting the youth’s terrified eyes, dimmed.

Bo Qin pushed away the youth holding onto him, “Tan Tao?”

What was he doing here?