Chapter 136 (1/2)
The Complete Guide to the Use and Care of a Personal Assistant
Translator: Jury
Editor: NomNom, Cien
First Published on Chaleuria
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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-six
“I thought you would reflect on yourself after I left home, but, you’re as selfish as ever.” Ling Miao didn’t answer his father’s question. He held on to Su Yuyang’s hand and smiled coldly. “I came here with a sliver of hope but all I got was disappointment. That’s right, Su Yuyang and I are in a relationship! We’ve lived together for several months now.”
“Let go!” His father rushed forward and tried to separate the pair’s interlaced fingers. “How can a man be with a man?! Even if you aren’t ashamed, I am!” he said, aggravated.
The argument in the sickroom attracted the attention of others. Su Yuyang bent next to Ling Miao’s ear and whispered, “We’re like animals in a zoo.”
“So what?” Ling Miao didn’t care at all. “What’s wrong with me loving you? I want to be with you!” He emphasized every word.
His father grew so furious his hands trembled. He pointed at Ling Miao and gritted out, “You… you… you…” He repeated, ‘you,’ for a while without saying anything else Then, he fell backward. Reacting quickly, Hu Yueyuan caught him and helped him into bed in a panic.
The doctor arrived immediately. After asking what had happened, he told Ling Miao, “Your father received quite a shock, one big enough to affect his heart and cause him to faint. While I understand your situation, if you don’t want your father’s life to be in danger, it’s best that you follow his wishes.” Ling Miao was silent. Releasing Su Yuyang’s hand, he stood by the sickbed like a statue. The doctor’s words echoed through Ling Miao’s mind: If you don’t want your father’s life to be in danger, it’s best that you follow his wishes.
From behind, Su Yuyang approached his lover and placed his hands on Ling Miao’s shoulders. “I think, when your dad wakes up, he’ll have a lot to say to you. I’ll go back first,” he offered.
“Su Yuyang.” Ling Miao turned around and hugged the departing Su Yuyang, his forehead against the author’s back. Hoarsely, he said, “I’m scared.”
“What are you scared of?”
“I remembered Tang Xuan.” Ling Miao’s breath was uneven and his voice shook. He hugged Su Yuyang tightly and sobbed, “I’m scared that another person is going to die because of me! Su Yuyang, I feel terrible! I don’t know what to do. Su Yuyang, tell me, what should I do?!”
The author gently took the hand clinging to his waist. He turned to face Ling Miao, who looked like a small, pitiful animal abandoned by its owner and in need of love. Wiping away the tears from the corner of Ling Miao’s eyes, Su Yuyang tenderly said, “Do what your heart really wants to do. But, no matter what you decide, promise me you won’t hurt yourself.” He was well aware what Ling Miao was thinking.
“But…” Ling Miao lay against Su Yuyang’s chest, unable to say the words.
Su Yuyang smiled. “When your dad’s situation is stable, we’ll sit down and have a proper talk. He just can’t take the shock right now,” he said. Ling Miao didn’t have the strength to argue.
In the parking lot, Su Yuyang took the car and left. Ling Miao stood by the side of the road, looking in the direction the other man had gone. He silently thought, One week. Give me one week.
Ling Miao sat in the hospital room reading a novel. His father gradually opened his eyes. Finding his son at his side, his gaze held only anger. “Where’s that man?” he snapped.
Ling Miao didn’t even look up. “He left,” he replied coldly.
“Hmph! Good thing he left or I’d have broken his legs!” exclaimed the father fiercely, his eyes sharp as daggers.