Chapter 118 (1/2)

The Complete Guide to the Use and Care of a Personal Assistant

Translator: Jury

Editor: NomNom

First Published on Chaleuria

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Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen

Ling Miao did feel it. Su Yuyang’s shouts, Su Yuyang’s tears, Su Yuyang’s hug… Ling Miao felt everything from Su Yuyang, but he couldn’t respond, because he felt that he didn’t deserve to receive it.

The moment when Tang Xuan drew the knife across his throat, Ling Miao felt that he was a murderer. Since the time Tang Xuan had killed himself, Ling Miao had thought: If I hadn’t said those words, would Tang Xuan not have killed himself?

Even though Ling Miao understood that Tang Xuan didn’t deserve his sympathy, when a lively human life disappeared before his eyes, and had even hinted before he died that his death had to do with Ling Miao—no matter how Ling Miao tried to suppress the fear and self-blame in his heart, he couldn’t calm down.

Tang Xuan might have been using his death to exchange for a lifetime of unease for Ling Miao.

Ling Miao had to admit that Tang Xuan had succeeded. With his own blood he had made Ling Miao guilty and left Ling Miao unable to face Su Yuyang’s deep love.

Although Su Yuyang said he’d share all difficulties with Ling Miao, how could Ling Miao bear to let Su Yuyang, who was already upset, fall into the abyss of suffering?

The seeds of evil Ling Miao had sowed himself, he must now reap. Maybe one day in the future Ling Miao’s heart would know salvation, but before that time came, he couldn’t accept all that Su Yuyang was giving him.

Yu, you wanted me to call you that, but I can’t bring myself to. I can only call you that silently in my heart. Ling Miao looked at Su Yuyang’s departing silhouette and stretched out his hand, wanting to touch those broad and strong shoulders. His fingers caught only air and weakly fell.

Ling Miao couldn’t reach—he couldn’t reach Su Yuyang.

Ling Miao’s vision went blurry and he felt water fall from his eyes. He raised his hand to wipe away the annoying tears, and used the utmost effort to lift his lips in a smile. His eyes, full of love, expressed all his feelings.

I love you, Ling Miao said silently.

Su Yuyang put back the last bowl and pressed his hands on the counter next to the sink. He angled his head upward and took a deep breath then exhaled slowly. He did this several times before walking to the living room with a smile.

Ling Miao seemed to have fallen into a daze while watching. He didn’t notice that Su Yuyang was about to turn, so the moment Su Yuyang turned around, he met Ling Miao’s eyes, which were full of love.

Su Yuyang ran into the living room. He drew the panicked Ling Miao into a hug, kissed Ling Miao’s hair, and said agitatedly, “Xiao Miao, I know you have feelings for me, and I know it’s not real that you don’t care about me. After what happened, I fully understand your place in my life.”

Su Yuyang held on tighter to Ling Miao’s arm. Ling Miao’s hand was tightly pressed against Su Yuyang’s chest. He smelled the faint scent of soap on Su Yuyang’s clothes and his breathing grew shallow.