My name is Zhu Ze. Actually, I don't like this name. I prefer to hear others call me Number One, and I also prefer to hear my master call me Little One.
I was taken in by my master, Pei Sheng, when I was fourteen years old. Strangely enough, my master was only one year older than me when he found me, but for some reason, when I saw him, I had an urge to go with him. It was as if a voice in the dark was telling me: following him is my only way to survive, and my master and I are the same kind.
Having served my master for many years, I have scoffed at my own delusions countless times. How could I possibly think that my master was like me, that he was the light of salvation in my life, while I was nothing but a lowly being mired in the mire?
He's such a good person, all I want is for him to live a long and healthy life.
But later, it wasn't until my master died that I suddenly realized that he was really the same kind of person as me. He and I were both stuck in the mud, unable to turn over or struggle out.
The seawater gradually swallowed my consciousness, and in my hazy state, a vague memory surfaced—the scene of my first meeting with my master, both clear and distant…
When my master found me, I had just been kicked out of the house by my biological father. My body was covered in bruises, all marks of the violence that man had inflicted on me.
In the cold winter, wearing only thin pajamas and barefoot, I numbly yet skillfully walked to the trash can on the street corner and curled up inside.
My vision was unfocused, and the cold wind felt like ice shards drilling into my neck, but it was still nothing compared to the bone-chilling cold in my heart.
I am an illegitimate child, but unlike other illegitimate children, my birth mother is the daughter of the Zhu family, a prominent family in Jiazhou City, and is also the current mistress of the Zhu family. My birth father, according to the writing style of romance novels, has a common name: white moonlight.
My biological father came from a poor family. When he was with my biological mother, they faced opposition from various families. In order to break them up, they quickly married my biological mother off to the Zhao family, who were of equal social standing to them. My biological father was heartbroken and went abroad. However, my biological mother was unwilling to break off her relationship with him. During my biological father's time abroad, she imprisoned him and gave birth to me during this period.
But the good times didn't last long. When I was five years old, my existence was finally discovered by the Zhu family. The shameful affair of my biological father and mother was exposed. In order to suppress this scandal, the Zhu family forced my biological mother to send my biological father and me to a more distant place. Before my biological father left, he dreamed that he was forced to separate from his lover.
But I clearly heard that my birth mother was tired of my birth father and me. She wanted to return to being the high and mighty daughter of the Zhu family and to be a good wife and mistress of the Zhao family. So she exposed the two of us to the Zhu family and used them to abandon my birth father and me.
My biological father took two whole years to see through such a terrible acting. I just think he's so stupid, so stupid that in order to cover up his stupidity, he pushed all the blame onto me, and that push lasted for nine years.
Thinking about this, I felt only irony. If I could, I would never want them to be my parents. It's better this way. They shouldn't have come into this world in the first place. Let them leave this world like this. I thought numbly.
Just as I was silently waiting to die, my master appeared. He was wearing ridiculously expensive sneakers and stood in front of me.
I slowly raised my head, and my gaze unexpectedly met his. He had a pair of eyes that were cold yet tinged with a faint sorrow.
He said, "Do you want to come with me?"
I said, "Yes."
From then on, I became number one by my master's side. Everyone thought it was a code name, but it wasn't. I was called number one because my master found me at number one. I wanted to remember that day, so I am number one.
My master is very powerful. He knows a lot of things, and I even feel that he can predict the future. Since I started following him, everything he has done has gone according to his expectations, without exception.
I gradually grew accustomed to my master's mystery, until he told me that over the years, people's hearts have been truly unfathomable. I didn't answer him, but I knew he was referring to those traitors who had betrayed him and were eventually dealt with by him. To ensure my master had no worries, I studied psychology and became a hypnotist. Since then, there have been far fewer traitors around my master, because they don't remember him, but they will always obey him.
I became my master's most capable assistant, and we had a smooth journey until Lu An'an appeared.
Lu An'an's appearance made me feel a sense of crisis for the first time. It wasn't because my master was very interested in her, but because I found that since she appeared, every plan of my master's had been ruined. However, my master did not allow us to kill her, or even allow her to be injured.
The master watched as Lu An'an sabotaged his plans step by step, but he never killed her. Even when he kidnapped Lu An'an, it was only to send her to her death.
I was very uneasy, because of the unusual way my master treated Lu An'an.
As we suffered defeat after defeat, our master's indifferent attitude remained unchanged. This allowed me to slowly glimpse his true thoughts. However, this glimpse brought me a chill that was even deeper and more bone-chilling than when I was driven out of the house by my own father. It was a cold that struck straight to the soul, leaving me feeling as cold as ice.
My master doesn't want to live, but I pray every year that my master will live to be a hundred years old. How can such a good master die? How can I let my only salvation die!
So, I secretly devised a plan: I would kill Lu An'an the moment she was tied to the ship. As long as she died, my master would live.
But I underestimated my master's understanding of me. With just a simple intimidation, my master knew what I was thinking.
He used Lu An'an's hand to shoot himself, and then let himself sink into the sea.
I was in great pain. Number One was my master's number one. Without my master, I didn't want to be Morozawa, so I jumped down with my master.
My body was still sinking to the bottom of the sea. I tried hard to get closer to my master, but my consciousness was gradually fading.
Well, this is for the best.
The master and number one will never be separated.
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