At midnight, Lin Xiao, carrying a bag and with a dark expression, came out of the north gate of Rose Garden.
Without hesitation, he blocked Ji Ran, this gilded and twisted customer.
He checked into a budget hotel across the street for 258 yuan a night.
He actually lied to his roommate. Although he was from Jiangcheng, he didn't have a home of his own there.
Before the car accident, both of Lin's parents worked for the Feng family. Lin's father was a gardener and Lin's mother was a housekeeper.
Lin Xiao grew up in the Feng family's basement.
He and Young Master Feng were born on the same day, month, and year, and they celebrated their birthdays together every year.
But he didn't have his own cake. His parents would always borrow the leftover cake from the sealed cake, light the candles, and sing "Happy Birthday" to him again.
During high school, he finally couldn't take it anymore and burst into tears. His parents kept saying they would buy him a cake the following year, but they never did.
It wasn't until he started living with his aunt that 18-year-old Lin Xiao got his first cake.
His aunt treated him very well, and he was very attached to her. But this happy time didn't last long. Soon his aunt was diagnosed with uremia and had to undergo dialysis twice a week.
This year, my aunt has been so badly affected by the disease that her face is now unrecognizable, resembling a bloated, blackened steamed bun. She is weak and feeble, and her condition has reached a critical stage, requiring hospitalization.
To save money, Lin Xiao had no choice but to cancel the lease and sleep on the floor at the hospital to take care of his aunt.
This disease is like a money-devouring beast, it has spent all the savings that my aunt had accumulated over the years as a live-in nanny. My aunt left Lin Xiao with his college tuition fees, but she didn't want to continue treatment and chose the day she would leave this world.
Lin Xiao couldn't bear to see his aunt suffer so much. She was his last remaining relative, and he couldn't stand by and watch her die, especially in such a painful way. So, he borrowed money to pay for her medical treatment.
He resorted to borrowing from Peter to pay Paul, and the debt hole gradually widened until he and his aunt shared a single boxed lunch for every meal, until things finally took a turn for the better in August.
By chance, Lin Xiao started taking orders as a professional simp.
He was already desperate at the time. He wouldn't refuse to play the role of a dog, let alone a perfect sycophant.
When you're about to lose your life, where can your self-respect find a place to rest?
He really didn't expect that being Feng Qi's stand-in would be so valuable; he made four million in just one month!
He paid off his bank debts in one lump sum, hired a caregiver for his aunt, and even had money to buy her all sorts of nutritious supplements.
Just when things seemed to be looking up again, he encountered two setbacks in a row today!
When Wei Ruoju's attempt to seduce Wei Ruolan failed, she instigated Wei Ruolan to fire herself.
And then there's Ji Ran, she's a complete madwoman!
Lin Xiao had already taken a shower before coming out, but now he went back into the bathroom.
A twenty-minute cold shower washed away the perverse shadow cast by that madman Ji Ran on his pure heart.
Damn it.
He had always known that Ji Ran was somewhat twisted and abnormal, but he never expected that she would be so abnormal in terms of sexual psychology!
She should join the SM community instead of trying to turn a simple, unassuming college student into a masochist!
It's terrifying when a woman goes crazy!
Lin Xiao has excellent sleep quality; he falls asleep the moment his head hits the pillow.
But tonight he had a nightmare, which was unusual for him.
In his dream, he was in a dimly lit room, his hands and feet were bound by silver bracelets.
A woman's figure gradually became clearer; it was Ji Ran.
She looked like a stranger, and her eyes were dangerous.
The candlelight flickered, the tiny flames casting dappled shadows in the darkness, bringing a touch of heat, while an invisible pressure seemed to permeate the air.
Her fingers traced a light line, like a thin thread in the wind, gentle yet impossible to ignore.
He closed his eyes, feeling an indescribable tension spreading through his heart, as if a silent game was unfolding.
She leaned closer and gently bit his shoulder with her sharp teeth. The stinging pain mixed with her warm breath, making his consciousness even more blurred.
Lin Xiao struggled in his dream.
He wanted to shout, but no sound came out. He could only let that crazy woman, Ji Ran, do whatever she wanted.
The next morning, Lin Xiao suddenly woke up from his dream, his heart pounding and his forehead covered in cold sweat.
Lin Xiao opened his eyes and started Saturday with a "dig" sound.
He was panting, staring at the ceiling, somewhat lost in thought.
He knew it was just a dream, but the vivid feeling of it lingered in his mind for a long time.
Damn it.
It's true that you shouldn't associate with madmen, otherwise you'll likely catch their madness too if you stay in contact with them for too long.
Money can be earned back, but mental instability is something that no amount of money can necessarily cure.
Since he hadn't brought any spare clothes, Lin Xiao could only wash his slightly damp clothes and then carefully dry them with the hotel's hairdryer.
After packing up and checking out of the hotel, Lin Xiao bought a steamed bun, a tea egg, and a cup of plain soy milk. He finished them quickly and took the subway to the hospital to visit his aunt.
Fifty minutes later, Lin Xiao walked into Jiangcheng Ancient Tower Hospital with three kinds of fruit and milk bought from the fruit shop in his right hand and a bouquet of carnations bought from the flower shop in his left hand, and went straight to the fifth floor of the inpatient department.
Inside ward 505.
A middle-aged woman in her forties, with a dark and swollen face and lifeless eyes, was chatting with an elderly woman in her seventies or eighties in the next bed.
There was also a chubby young female caregiver sitting to the side, looking down at her phone, and a female bodyguard with a high ponytail, arms crossed, standing guard by the door.
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