Xiao YuAn’s health began to deteriorate day by day, and he had no intention of relying on expensive treatments to continue his life. Xiao YuAn decided to anonymously donate his money to a hospital, and then put all of his remaining assets into a bank account.
After doing this, Xiao YuAn quietly left the hospital and went to a nursing home in the suburbs.
This was a very high-end nursing home, a place where even the middle-class families couldn’t afford to enter. Making one wonder: Capitalism is really dark! Stained with the blood of the working class!
Xiao YuAn was familiar with this nursing home and easily found a rather luxurious room.
A young nurse walked out of the room and was slightly surprised when she saw Xiao YuAn: “Mr. Xiao?”
“Is he in a good mood today?” Xiao YuAn asked.
“He’s alright.”
“Really? That’s good.”
“Would you like to go in and see him, Mr. Xiao?”
“Yes, please tell others not to come in while I’m inside, even if they hear any noise.”
“Understood.“ The nurse nodded and walked away silently.
Xiao YuAn took a deep breath and took a look at his phone.
Well, the Company’s affairs have been dealt with, and there is no problem with his testament.
Just as Xiao YuAn was about to put back his phone, a message suddenly popped up on the novel website.
Xiao YuAn thought it was a hate reply to the comment he sent that day. After all, on a normal day he wouldn’t even look at it.
But today he felt different. Xiao YuAn then followed his curiosity and opened the comment section.
It wasn’t a hate reply.
Not only it wasn’t a hate reply, but also the person and the content of the reply made Xiao YuAn feel very surprised.
The message was sent by the author, and the content was a single sentence:
[Only you understand him.]
‘I understand him?’
Xiao YuAn was confused. ‘Who do I understand? Was it the Male Lead?’
After wondering what the author meant, Xiao YuAn put his phone away, pushed open the door, and entered the room.
The room was bright and spacious, the long curtains swayed in front of the clear windows. In the middle of the room, a young man in a wheelchair was holding a cat’s neck and pushing it into a goldfish tank.
He was emotionlessly looking at the cat who was struggling from drowning. He didn’t even raise his head when he heard the sound of the door opening.
“What are you doing?” Xiao YuAn went to him and asked.
“The nurse said it likes fish, but the fish is in the water, so I’m helping it get it.” The man’s voice didn’t fluctuate.
“Is that so…” Xiao YuAn murmured softly, “Oh by the way, I’m leaving.”
The man suddenly trembled. He looked at Xiao YuAn and his hand went slack, loosening the strong grip on the cat’s neck. At that moment, the cat hurriedly ran away. leaving the floor wet.
“For how long will you be gone?” The man asked.
“I will not be coming back.” Xiao YuAn answered.
The man nodded and rolled his wheelchair to the coffee table. He reached for a cup and threw it hard at Xiao YuAn.
The cup accurately hit Xiao YuAn’s forehead, the pain he felt accompanied the sound of the cup shattering on the ground.
Xiao YuAn was shocked by the sudden hit. Instinctively, he touched his forehead and some blood spreaded through his fingers, then falling down towards his eye.
“Do you still remember what you said to me on our mother’s grave?” The young man asked.
“Yes, I do remember.” Xiao YuAn took a breath and tried to relieve the pain coming from his head.
“What did you say!!!” The man suddenly shouted.
“I said that I would take care of you for her, for the rest of my life.”
“There was more!!!”
“If I don’t do it, I will die …”
“Then fucking die.”
“I… I transferred all my assets to your bank account, you…”
“Fuck you! Go to hell!”
“For now on, you will have to take care of yourself, I’m sorry.”
“Shut up! And die for me!”
“Alright.” Xiao YuAn walked right to a window, opened it, and then jumped down from the fifth floor.