Chapter 8

Seeing G-Dragon leave, Lin Yinlu gave a desolate smile and then put the Swiss Army knife he had scavenged into his backpack.

"Ha ha~~ Really, I want to die!" Lin Yinlu slumped onto the sofa, muttering desolately.

Slowly, his thoughts drifted back to three years ago.

His real name is Quan Yinlu. The one who just called out to him, Quan Zilong, is his older brother, two years his senior.

The two are from the same father and mother.

However, their personalities are completely different. Quan Zilong's personality is like their mother, Jin So-hui, while Quan Yinlu's personality is like his father, Quan Zhenghe.

Three years ago, Quan Yinlu had a major conflict with his father, Quan Zhenghe.

From the fiery temper Lin Yinlu just displayed, one can guess what kind of temper his father, Quan Zhenghe, has.

Both father and son have the same bad temper, and once a conflict arises, the scene is naturally unspeakable.

The conflict was not about anything else but Lin Yinlu's early romance. In elementary school, Lin Yinlu had an early romance with a girl.

They dated for a year, and when he entered junior high school, Quan Zhenghe found out. The result was naturally a breakup. How old was Lin Yinlu at that time?

The issue of early romance was something Quan Zhenghe absolutely could not allow his son to touch.

But Lin Yinlu did, and he even fell in love with a girl who was a year older than him.

After finding out, Quan Zhenghe directly beat Lin Yinlu up. From that day on, he started living on campus and hadn't returned home for over three years.

When Lin Yinlu was being beaten, his mother didn't dare to stop it. She just watched as Quan Zhenghe beat him up. His older brother, Quan Zilong, who was afraid of their father from a young age, couldn't possibly stop it either.

So, after that, Quan Yinlu began to hate his family. After running away from home, he changed his surname to Lin.

After running away, Quan Zhenghe warned the girl's family.

Upon learning this, the girl's family immediately cut off all contact between their daughter and Lin Yinlu.

For three years, he couldn't contact the girl, and gradually, her image only existed in his mind.

"Ha ha~~ Really, is early romance not love? How do you know we were just playing around?" Lin Yinlu gave a mocking smile, then got up from the sofa, went to the study, and picked up a guitar, starting to play.

"Pling pling pling~" He tested the strings, adjusted his posture, and began to play.

At first, it was a chaotic, rhythmless strumming, indicating that his mind was in turmoil. But gradually, he got into the feel of it, and soon, the playing became smooth.

As he played, Lin Yinlu slowly began to sing. He didn't know why, but he felt that the song he was playing was very fitting for his current state:

A heart that has been hurt, who can it still love? The feeling of no one caring...

The love I gave you has been buried; I can't bear to let go...

A heart that has been hurt, who can it still love? The feeling of no one to accompany...

Your love is not here; it's all blank. Love really makes one feel so helpless, so helpless...

...

After finishing the song, Lin Yinlu stopped playing. He carefully recalled the tune and lyrics, then played it again. He went to the study, took out a notebook and a pencil, and meticulously recorded the song.

It took him two hours to finally finish revising the song.

"Ha ha, I wonder what use these songs I've created have. Well, Dad, consider them as a memento of you!" Looking at the songs he had written, Lin Yinlu gave a bitter smile and locked the notebook in his desk.

He put the guitar away, then opened his laptop and started typing.

"Tap tap tap~~" Soon, Lin Yinlu's hands were rapidly dancing on the keyboard, like a nimble spirit, very skillfully and orderly.

Looking at the manuscript he had written by hand today, he typed quickly.

In two hours, he finished five chapters of the novel. The speed was simply astonishing.

"Um~~ After uploading these chapters all at once, 'Fist Immortal' can be considered perfectly concluded. Next, I'll wait for the Chinese editor to send the manuscript fee. This time, there should be at least 200,000 RMB for the completion bonus. Adding the manuscript fees from last month and this month, it should be around 500,000 RMB. Ha ha, as for the sales, I'll check when the money is transferred!" Lin Yinlu logged into his author account on a Chinese novel website, uploaded the chapters, and posted a new book announcement before logging out and shutting down the computer.

He walked out of the study, looked at the cold and empty house, shook his head, found a set of clothes, took a hot shower, got dressed, and decided to go for a walk.

It was only a little past ten, and he still had an hour before his bedtime. He could go down and walk around the bustling Myeongdong streets.

The apartment complex he lived in was a high-end complex in Myeongdong. He bought the apartment himself, using the money he earned from writing novels over more than a year.

He didn't take a single cent from his family.

Since the conflict with his family in junior high school, he hadn't asked them for any money or even called them.

His mother often called, but he only listened and didn't speak.

His older brother, Quan Zilong, knew he lived here and had come several times, but their relationship was very cold, with no brotherly affection. The feelings from childhood were all gone after that incident.

Even if there were, it was just some casual conversation.

"Phew~~ The air is really good. I hope I can have a romantic encounter tonight!!" Lin Yinlu walked out of the complex, hands behind his head, strolling carelessly.

After that incident, his personality changed drastically, becoming what it is now.

In February, Seoul was still a bit cold. The girls on the street were well-dressed and fashionable, possibly influenced by idols.

Lin Yinlu walked alone, occasionally stopping to look at interesting things on the roadside, and then buying some snacks to try.

Walking on the Myeongdong street, which has a daily foot traffic of two million, Lin Yinlu would occasionally glance at the beautiful women passing by.

He looked too ordinary, and the beautiful women wouldn't be curious about him. After all, he didn't have the charm to turn heads.

This made him even more carefree.

Just as he was enjoying the view, a shout came from behind him, and his face darkened.

"Big dummy~~"