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The main story is part 85

When I woke up, I enjoyed the pain that I used very much. It is a type of pain that will deepen your members and bones. Incredibly, my mind becomes clearer. My consciousness is not a man who lives in a dream. I still live in reality, I still live in pain. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.

I opened my eyes and turned my head to see a well-known figure standing in the window. That’s you CanSheng.

Since the blind window is not open, I do not know what he looks at. Due to the dark color of the blind man, I do not know what it is. I know the sun is likely to come out and it’s a sunny doorstep.

Perhaps, I felt awakened, he looked back and walked calmly.

Then he is sitting at the edge of the bed. He looks at me and sees him. Then I see him get to hand and sweep free hair before my forehead. These fingers have a fever that is not his.

The word “perfect love” is likely to refer to the way he looks for me at once.

It is calm and loving, but there is cruelty that should not exist.

In fact, even if love is full, you can not overcome cruelty. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.

On the other hand, I …

When I get it, the sound of the chain spread clearly in this empty space. I put her hands on her. My voice is gentle: “Good morning, CanSheng”

His hand shakes in me a little, the gallop manifold becomes deep. He says: “Good morning, Unzen”

I know this is my CanSheng. Because it’s more difficult and brutal.

To him, the expression of love is violence.

Maybe this morning may be special. Or because the confession of the last night made him feel a little safer, I am released from this dark room. Finally I can touch the sun.

My body is the same as before. It’s too weak. I eat very much, but I think nothing will disappear. On the contrary, I think I eat more. So CanSheng always raises me from my arm when I sit on the sofa.

I often laugh at him and look like a pigger and he measures how many pigs have predicted their price.

And when he reaches my lips with a serious expression he says he never sells like a pig.

Then I always have this illusion. He and I are still in the old days, but whenever I see a chain of members, I’m silent.

I can often see the scars of my left foot full of wounds throughout the day.

The injury has already been healed, but perhaps the wound has become extremely ugly because I did not solve it. Even if XiYan says he already has an appeal together, that does not matter to me.

That’s because I do not have a proper recovery.

The chain is very long for me to move. Sometimes I stood on the floor to a small garden and I felt the sun moved slowly over my body. When the brightness disappears, my left foot is already red and swollen.

This situation lasted 30 minutes. I can walk, but I can walk very slowly and very hard …

Then I will calm myself and say that it is necessarily imperative. Although I can walk, the chain is so long where can I go? When my vision reached a perfectly right ankle, I started to miss from anywhere.

I think I’ve lost it sooner or later …

I am better breaking time and dreaming more often. Xian sometimes smiles me sometimes and says I’m getting up.

But I do not mind.

I’ve read this book four times. Remember to say that CanSheng is now receiving a new one. My recent memories were not so great. I forgot …

Summer returns. The golden terrier begins to crash the skin. When CanSheng returns, I sink as “pulling” a hand of iron with the other.

“Why do not you use combs?

He walked and slept with me gently. I stopped moving in my arms, lifted my head and looked at him. I say: “I can not get it.

The dog’s comb is inside, but the chain is enough for me to go to the bathroom. I did not have enough time to enter and empty.

As if he were a very normal thing, his appearance is natural. When he told me that he was imprisoned, he thought he had to do this.

A golden earth looked at CanSheng returning and trembled carefully about his tail. This will leave the golden skin bucket to escape from the ground and cause my scissors.

Your CanSheng’s mouth creates a smile, he extends his hand and covers tears that turn when I’m angry. Then he kissed in the corner of his eye and finally went to the bathroom to grab the comb before rising. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.

Because the peanuts can pull iron, CanSheng’s legs hide happily. The weather is not exactly injected in the summer, so fusion is not too bad. Otherwise, the whole house will have skin.

“This is a great opportunity to bathe today” You can relax and close your eyes comfortably. He may have many businesses to deal with the problems of today.

“He will return again.”

“He is always the same, we throw it into the garden when we wash it.

“Ah, do you think it’s sick?

CanSheng opens her eyes and wraps her hand around her throat and covers me. “I think an ordinary veterinary can not heal this disease.

“It’s your responsibility to ruin her.”

He took meals at my neck. “I was not, at that time, I’ve always tried to find you.

“At that time when I left ShangFan, he still did not tell me what had happened yet, I do not want to hear how he killed or why he climbed It’s.

I do not know if I really threw her. Since I came back, I found a habit. He really likes a bath. Whenever he floats, he goes around crazy before just drying. He speaks of the room as a man who was only stopped for decades …

After that, cherry flowers came out on the couch. Every time someone wants to catch him, he will always run away. The room is always bad.

After that, CanSheng dropped the sleeve just washed, so it’s natural to dry before returning.

“It’s beautiful, I’m sick when I read these books, remember new things the next time.

“Have you finished it very quickly?

“Yes, yes, it’s better to bring a book with photos with me, I slept many times as I took photos.

“The fact that you sleep, is not bad, you can be fat.

I insulted him with the next head, “Butterfly Xiao Zi”.

When XiYan accompanies dinner, maní finishes bathing, running through the garden and destroying herbs.

After eating at night, I sat on the deck at the corner of the evening. You speak CanSheng and XiYan private. I am bored as I can sit in a chair and see the meals from the right to the left, then from the left to the right in the garden.

I hunt it. I’m worried about the word “you seem to be heavy” just said before you leave.

Because the heavy body recovers, it starts again.

Even if I already knew it would happen sooner or later, I was tired. In my mind, I hope his behavior is very phenomenal. Yesterday, during my shower, when CanSheng released the circuit, I found that the pits on the left no longer delay, because I am too long with my legs and hands.

They are recorded on my arms and legs. They will not lose this life, they will be darker in the future.

Sooner or later, I will just cut my right foot.

Under the envelope of the sun, meals are happily guided around the garden. The sun finally shines through the French window and is thrown into my body. After that, the book is downloaded side by side. Among them, it’s what I’ve seen today. Here’s the book I’ve read four times.

Meanwhile, I’ll lie four times. Everyone says that this book can improve your power, but I do not seem to be able to clean the soul, unless I sleep with boredom.

How to reconstruct your psychological journey deeply in this simple life?

Do I always ask if this epiphany is simple as I am? Then I understand that this is impossible.

He certainly does not spend a torture in prison at one place, calculates every minute, and passes through the second blow. He certainly did not sit calmly as I was. For at least he can jump from this glass layer.

So I can read the world with his eyes. I can not touch nor experience it.

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Main Story Part 85

When I wake up, I’m welcomed by the ever so familiar aching pain. It’s the type of pain that seeps deep into your limbs and bones. The more unbearable it is, the clearer my mind is. My sharp conscious isn’t one residing in a dream. I’m still living in reality, still living in pain.

I open my eyes and turn my head to see a familiar figure standing by the window, it’s Ye CanSheng.

I don’t know what he’s looking at because the window blinds aren’t open. Due to the heavy dark colour of the blinds, I can’t figure out what time of the day it is. I only know that the sun’s probably out already, and it’s most likely sunny outside.

Probably sensing that I’ve woken up, he turns around and walks over in silence.

He then sits on the edge of the bed. He looks at me and I look back at him. I then see him reach out with his hand and sweep away the loose hairs in front of my forehead. Those fingers have a warmth that doesn’t belong to him.

The phrase ‘full of affection’ is probably referring to the way he’s looking at me right now.

Gentle and loving yet exhibiting a cruelness that shouldn’t exist.

Even one full of affection can’t win against the cruelness in reality.

On the other hand, I’m…

As I reach out, I trigger the clanging sounds of the chain which echoes clearly in this empty room. I place my hand on the top of his. My voice is hoarse, “Good morning, CanSheng.”

His hand slightly trembles in mine, and the hint of cruelty in his eyes deepens. He says, “Good morning, YunSheng.”

I know that the cuter my CanSheng is, the more hard hearted and ruthless he is.

To him, the expression of love is violence.

Perhaps this morning is special, or maybe because last night’s confession made him feel slightly more secure, but I’m free from that dark room. I can finally touch the sunlight.

My body is still the same as ever: too skinny. I’ve eaten so many things yet I don’t seem to get fatter, on the contrary I seem to have gotten lazier. That’s why Ye CanSheng is always lifting me up from under my arms to weigh up when I’m sitting on the sofa.

I often laugh at him and say that he looks like a pig farmer who’s weighing how much the pigs is to predict their price.

And every time he’ll bite onto my lips with a serious expression and say that as a pig, he’ll never sell me, never ever.

Back then, I always have this illusion. This illusion that him and I are still stuck in the old days, but every time I see the chains on my hands and feet I fall silent.

I can often look at the scars on my left ankle in a daze for a whole day.

The wound has already healed, but probably due to the fact that I wasn’t settled back then, the wound healed in a very ugly manner. Even if XiYan says that he’s already joined the ripped achilles together, it doesn’t make much of a difference to me.

That’s because I didn’t undergo proper recovery at all.

The chain is very long so I can move. I’ll sometimes stand on the floor, facing the small garden and slowly feel the sunlight gradually move across my body. By the time I snap out of my daze, my left ankle is already abnormally red and swollen.

This situation continued for half a month. I can walk, but I can only walk very slowly, and with great difficulty….

I then comfort myself and say that there’s not much of a difference anyways. The chain is only this long, even if I could walk, where could I go? When my vision lands on my perfectly fine right ankle I start to panic out of nowhere.

I imagine that I’ll lose it as well sooner or later…

I get better at killing time, and daydream more often. XiYan sometimes laughs at me and says that I’m becoming dumber.

I don’t mind though.

I’ve already read this book four times. Today I need to remember to tell CanSheng to get me a few new ones. My memory hasn’t been too great lately. I keep forgetting…

Summer comes around again. The golden terrier starts to shed fur. When Ye CanSheng comes back, I’m sneezing into one hand while using the other to ‘pull out’ Peanut’s fur.

“Why don’t you use a comb?”

He walks over and gently squats beside me. I stop the movement in my hands and lift my head up to look at him. I say, “I can’t reach it.”

The dog comb is inside but the chain is only long enough for me to go to the toilet. There’s not enough length for me to go inside and get the comb.

His expression is natural, as though he’s treating it as an extremely normal thing. Chaining me, imprisoning me, he thinks that these things should be done.

The golden terrier wags his tail restlessly upon seeing CanSheng come back. This causes the golden fur in the bin to fly out, triggering another round of sneezing from me.

The corners of Ye CanSheng’s mouth form a smile, he reaches out and wipes away the tears that rolled out when I sneezed. He then kisses the corner of my eyes before finally getting up and going to the bathroom to grab the comb.

Peanut lies on Ye CanSheng’s leg in satisfaction as he lets me brush his fur. The weather still hasn’t properly entered Summer, that’s why his shedding isn’t too bad. Otherwise there’ll be fur flying across the entire house.

“Today’s a perfect opportunity to give him a bath.” Ye CanSheng is comfortably closing his eyes and resting. He probably had quite a bit of business to deal with today.

“He’s going to act up again.”

“He’s always like that, we’ll throw him in the garden after we’re done washing him.”

“Haha, do you think this is a disease?”

Ye CanSheng opens his eyes, reaches out to wrap his arms around my neck and hugs me, “I don’t think any normal vet could cure this disease.”

“It’s all your fault for spoiling him.”

He bites my neck, “It wasn’t me. I was trying to find you the entire time back then.”

The ‘back then’ he’s referring to is the time when I was taken away by ShangFan. He still hasn’t told me what happened then in detail. I don’t want to ask. It’s nothing more than how he killed and how he climbed to the top.

I really don’t know who spoilt him. Ever since I came back, I discovered one of Peanut’s habits, and that is he really likes to take a bath. Everytime after he bathes he’ll run around like crazy before he’s properly dried. He’ll run around in circles in the living room, like a man who’s just been let out after being locked away for a few decades…

The sofa would then be left with his cherry blossom pawprints. Everytime someone wants to catch him he will always escape. The living room always ends up in a bad state.

Afterwards, CanSheng would just throw Peanut outside after he’s been washed so he can dry naturally outside before letting him back in.

“That’s right, I’m sick of reading those books. Next time when you come back don’t forget to bring me a few new ones.”

“You finished them so quickly?”

“Yeah. It’s best if you bring me books with pictures. I fell asleep many times when I was reading the pictureless ones.”

“There’s no harm in falling asleep, you can get fatter.”

I push away his incoming head and insult him, “Chou XiaoZi.”

When XiYan brings dinner over, Peanut just finished having a bath and is running around in the garden, ruining the plants there.

After eating dinner, I sit on the deck chair in the corner. Ye CanSheng and XiYan are talking privately. I’m bored so I can only sit on the chair and watch Peanut running from right to left, then left to right in the garden.

I care a lot. I care about the words Ye CanSheng said just before he left, “You seem to be a bit heavier.”

Heavier. My body’s recovered, so it’s going to start again.

I slightly sigh even though I already knew this is going to happen sooner or later. In my heart I still wish that his actions wouldn’t be so extreme. Yesterday during my shower when Ye CanSheng took the chains off, I discovered that the imprints left behind are no longer able to fade away because I’ve been wearing them on my feet and hands for too long.

They’re etched onto my hands and feet. They won’t fade in this lifetime, and will only grow darker in colour in the future.

Sooner or later, the only thing left is to cut into my right foot….

Beneath the setting sun, Peanut joyfully runs around the garden. The sun finally shines inside through the french window and radiates on my body. It then shines down upon the books to the side. Amongst them is one I was looking at earlier today, the book that I’ve read four times: ‘Walden’.

During that time, I fell asleep four times. Everyone says that this book can give you a calming strength, but to me, other than allowing me to fall asleep from boredom, it doesn’t seem to be able to purify the soul.

To deeply think and reconstruct one’s personal psychological journey in this simple life?

I’ve always thought, is it possible to have such epiphany in a simple life like mine? I then realise that it’s impossible.

He definitely hasn’t tasted the torment of being imprisoned in one place and counting every minute and second that passes by. He definitely hasn’t quietly sat idly for an entire day like me, because he can at least walk out of this layer of glass.

So I can only read about the world in his eyes. I can’t touch it, nor experience it.

Peanut is running around outside, pouncing on the butterfly on the wild roses.

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