Chapter 120 (2/2)

Oh, forgot to mention one more thing—the job they found for Ling Miao was Hu Yueyuan’s old job.

From the above it can be surmised that Hu Yueyuan and Ling Miao mixed as badly as fire and water.

“Ling Miao!” Hu Yueyuan called Ling Miao’s name through gritted teeth.

Ling Miao had put in earphones and cranked his laptop’s volume up to maximum, hoping that the soothing music would calm his heart.

After leaving the house he shared with Su Yuyang, Ling Miao momentarily hadn’t been sure where to go. Ling Miao was worried Su Yuyang would call the police, so he didn’t want to stay in a hotel or an internet cafe. Ling Miao had walked aimlessly, dragging his suitcase. After wandering for two hours, he ended up at the light rail station.

“Looks like I have to go home,” Ling Miao grimaced. Frankly, he didn’t feel like that was his home: his mother wasn’t around any more and his father was often away on business. The only link the place had to him was that the title deed had his name on it.

Before entering the station, Ling Miao went to the bank and withdrew some money, then took the first train home.

As Ling Miao expected, the only person at home was that woman. She was awakened from her doze so she wasn’t happy to see Ling Miao, and the moment Ling Miao stepped through the door she began quarrelling with him.

Ling Miao ignored Hu Yueyuan’s presence, put his things in the dusty bedroom, and began to clean. Hu Yueyuan cursed unhappily, then went back to her bedroom to continue sleeping.

At breakfast their conflict had finally exploded.

Hu Yueyuan was still muttering curses in the living room. Ling Miao turned up the volume as high as he could but couldn’t drown out Hu Yueyuan’s voice, so he turned off the music and opened up a novel.

Out of habit Ling Miao clicked on Massacre of the Nine Heavens. He found that Massacre’s last update date was yesterday morning and the chapter title was ‘Leave of absence.’

Ling Miao didn’t dare open the chapter to see its contents, but he accidentally touched the trackpad and the chapter opened.

‘Shu Yang’s lover is sick so he may not update for some time. Hope everyone understands.’ The attached name was ‘Shu Yang’s editor, Mu Yu.’

“Indeed!” Ling Miao touched the words ‘Shu Yang’s lover’ on the screen and felt both touched and guilty.

When Su Yuyang had burned his hand, he still insisted on writing, but when Ling Miao got sick, Su Yuyang stopped updating in order to to take care of him. Su Yuyang placed Ling Miao in a more important position than his own self, but Ling Miao…

For some reason, Ling Miao thought of Tang Xuan again—as if Tang Xuan and Su Yuyang were bound together in his mind, the moment Ling Miao thought about Su Yuyang, thoughts of Tang Xuan would follow.

“Tang Xuan, you got your wish.” Ling Miao held his chest where his heart was. Waves of pain struck his heart like the tide.

Ling Miao had left his phone at Su Yuyang’s place. He didn’t dare go on his microblog now or QQ or the forums. He didn’t even dare log into his web novel account let alone post chapters.

Su Yuyang, do I have the courage to face you? Ling Miao asked himself.

All morning, Ling Miao had been refreshing the chapter index for Massacre of the Nine Heavens as well as the main page of Su Yuyang’s microblog. He registered a new account and quietly followed Su Yuyang but Su Yuyang hadn’t updated his microblog for close to two weeks.

“Su Yuyang, how are you doing?” Ling Miao murmured to himself.

He moved the cursor to Massacre’s chapter index and hopefully pressed F5. Miraculously, Massacre now had one more chapter than before! Because it was a VIP chapter Ling Miao couldn’t read it without registering an account, but this implied something about Su Yuyang’s current state—he was doing fine.

“Su Yuyang, you must update every day so I know you’re fine.” Ling Miao satisfiedly read the title of the new chapter, but suddenly his gaze froze.

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