Chapter 5: Tang Xin's Secret Diary!

Bai Su's persuasion skills were quite strong. She convinced Tang Zhong to join Butterfly and also persuaded Lin Huiyin and Zhang Hebeng to accept Tang Zhong's stay in the villa.

Even with a hundred grievances against Tang Zhong, the dinner that night was still mainly spicy. Lin Huiyin and Hebeng, who usually ate little, were even more irritable and just ate a few bites before returning to their rooms.

Tang Zhong, however, found the rich and meaty dishes to his liking. After a ravenous feast, he actually finished four large plates and three large bowls.

"Are you full?" Bai Su asked, propping her chin in one hand as she watched Tang Zhong put down his chopsticks.

"Full." Tang Zhong nodded contentedly. This kind of life was not bad—food and clothes were provided, and there were several beautiful women to accompany him at meals—though their expressions were not pleasant, their faces were.

"Do you want some fruit?" Bai Su asked.

"Is there any grapes?"

"Yes." Bai Su nodded and called to the servant who was clearing the table, "Sister Wu, after you finish, please wash some grapes and bring them over."

"Sure." Sister Wu replied.

"I'll be sleeping here tonight too." Bai Su said.

Tang Zhong laughed and said, "Are you worried they'll team up to get rid of me?"

Bai Su nodded and said, "I'm also worried you'll go out at night and become a flower thief."

"If I really had that intention, what good would it do for you to stay?" Tang Zhong countered. "Didn't we already test that tonight? You're no match for me."

"I can call for help." Bai Su smiled sweetly.

"What if I enter your room?" Tang Zhong squinted at her, his expression lecherous.

"I won't go to hell, who will?" Bai Su said seriously. "If I can save two young girls from your clutches, I'm willing to sacrifice myself."

After a pause, Bai Su stared at Tang Zhong with a lecherous look and said, "Besides, you're so good-looking."

"..."

Tang Zhong was defeated.

Years of hard work and self-study in prison had turned him into a proud thug, thinking he could now hold his head high, be invincible, and be the best. But he never expected that upon entering the world, he would encounter a female wolf who had been through the social grind and was now a seasoned seductress.

Bai Su ate a few grapes with Tang Zhong, yawned, and stretched, saying, "I'm exhausted. I wore my lips thin trying to convince you to join Butterfly. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. You should rest early too. Tomorrow, someone will come to do your styling. By the way, you'll be sleeping in the room on the east side of the first floor. It was previously Tang Xin's, and everything is complete, so there's no need to clean it—"

Tang Xin's room?

A charming smile tugged at the corners of Tang Zhong's mouth.

She arranged this so he could 'get close' to his sister, whom he had never formally met, to deepen his feelings for her and prevent him from fleeing at the last minute?

After all, he hadn't signed any formal contract with them, and if things didn't go well, he could run away at any time.

"This woman is quite interesting," Tang Zhong thought as he watched Bai Su, who was swaying her soft waist and plump hips as she climbed the stairs.

As if sensing Tang Zhong's gaze, Bai Su stopped halfway up the stairs and turned back.

Under the crystal chandelier, she seemed to be enveloped in a silver glow.

Plump and graceful, she was dazzling.

"Vixen." Tang Zhong cursed.

"Bastard." Bai Su also opened her mouth.

She didn't make a sound, but Tang Zhong knew she had said those two words.

Tang Xin's bedroom was large, about forty to fifty square meters.

Besides a large white bed, the most eye-catching feature was a row of bookshelves, filled with books. Not fashion magazines, but heavy tomes like "Van Loon's Classics," "Records of the Grand Historian," and "The Wealth of Nations." There were also many science fiction and mystery novels, indicating her fondness for books that challenged her intelligence.

This didn't look like a female celebrity's bedroom but more like a writer's study.

In front of the bookshelf was a white wooden computer desk, with an Apple computer and several photos of girls.

One was a group photo of the Butterfly performance, and the others were solo shots of Tang Xin.

Tang Zhong reached out and picked up a photo frame. The girl in the photo was wearing a light blue high school uniform, with long hair cascading over her shoulders and a face as fresh as morning dew. Her large, curved eyes resembled a crescent moon, and her lips carried a sweet smile. She must have been very happy at that time.

There was no denying that she was a true beauty. Since Tang Zhong and Tang Xin were twins, Tang Zhong also looked very 'pretty.'

"Sister." Tang Zhong gently touched the girl's face through the glass, calling her in his heart.

After pondering the photo for a while, Tang Zhong put it down and opened the drawer of the computer desk.

On top of the drawer was a diary with a frog prince on the cover. The diary was locked, so he couldn't see the contents.

"Peeking at someone else's diary is immoral," Tang Zhong thought.

"But now I am Tang Xin. Reading my own diary has nothing to do with morality," he continued to think.

So, he happily smeared a layer of women's face cream on the password lock's keypad. Soon, he found three numbers, and with a 'click,' the lock opened.

This level of 'password' was too simple for him. After all, Henshan Prison had inmates who had robbed banks.

This couldn't be called a 'diary'; it was more like an 'occasional record.' She only occasionally wrote down her thoughts and memorable events, not the trivial details of her daily life, like "Today I ate a bowl of noodles with one egg, two pieces of beef, and a caterpillar."

The early entries were about her life with that woman, which seemed very peaceful and happy.

"Mom says girls should be raised in luxury, so they won't be swayed by small favors from boys. So, every time I come home, she makes me lots of delicious food and buys me pretty clothes and jewelry. I'm still a student, why do I need such expensive jewelry?"

Then there were some interesting events from her time at Nan Da, unrelated to love, but she mentioned a few friends.

"The cherry blossoms in the literature department are so beautiful. Su San said that it's a waste for two women to enjoy such beautiful flowers. She forced me to make a wish with her that next year, when the cherry blossoms bloom again, we'll both bring our princes. Princes? It seems I've grown up, big enough to fall in love."

"Su San got her period today, and her stomach hurt so much she was sweating cold sweat—I felt the pain just watching her. Being a woman is not easy."

"That boy from the International Economics department came again, with flowers and a guitar. Is this how one expresses love? I don't know. But deep down, I don't like such ostentatious displays of affection. An umbrella in the rain, a seat in the reading room, a cup of fresh milk in the morning, an encouraging look when I'm down. These are what I want. Simple, yet warming the whole body."

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At that time, Tang Xin was a young girl, beautiful, smart, happy, and sensitive. She looked forward to love but was also troubled by unnecessary disturbances.

"I actually have a brother? A twin brother who looks exactly like me? I don't know where he is, but I want to find him."

"I asked Mom about it, but she doesn't want to talk about my brother and father. What happened?"

"---Training is very tiring, but I can persist. I don't like dancing, but I have to persist. Because Mom likes it."

"New Year's Eve, my favorite holiday in the past, is now my least favorite. Because while others are reunited with their families, only Mom and I eat dumplings."

"I got news about my brother. I'm so happy. I want to find him."

Every word, every paragraph, every page was about Tang Zhong. Tang Zhong occupied half of Tang Xin's diary and the best years of her youth.

In a place he didn't know, a girl's life was quietly changed by him.

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"Is this a test from heaven? Or a trial? I told Su San I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of leaving regrets. Now, I have too many unfulfilled wishes. I don't want to die."

"Aunt Bai told me about the idea of finding my brother to replace me. Although I think there are many problems with this, I feel some anticipation. Butterfly is everyone's Butterfly; it shouldn't be disbanded because of my absence. That would be unfair to Huiyin and Benben. But will my brother agree?"

"Brother, welcome back. I've imagined countless times what I should wear, what hairstyle I should have, and what our first words should be when I meet you—never did I expect we would pass each other by."

"Someone told me that twins' hearts are connected. When I'm sad, are you also very sad?"

"Brother, I don't know when I can return, and I don't know if I can return."

"If I live, I'll come to see you. If I die, you live for me."

Drip—

Drip—

Drip—

Tears rolled down his cheeks, dripping onto the pages filled with neat, small writing.

The water spread on the paper, like a man's heart being gradually eroded.

Men do not shed tears easily, but only when they are deeply moved.

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