No one cared about him as much.
No one.
The late Zhang Rong would not caress his forehead at midnight, asking if his fever had gone away. She didn’t even care whether he had been badly injured. All she had cared about was how many properties he managed to get from Mo Lan and how many things he had taken away from Jing Yichen.
Even Mo Lan would not keep him company throughout the entire night. She was too old and became tired easily. Also, Mo Lan was born in an aristocratic family. She would not need to worry so much when there were professional doctors and servants taking after him.
Only Lu would come and feel his body temperature and check his situation silently in the night.
Jing Yiran opened the door and walked out.
It was a late winter night, freezing, and deadly silent.
There was no one on the street. He huddled in his overcoat and moved forward, searching everywhere.
Suddenly, a bleak voice arose behind his back. “Are you looking for me?”
Jing Yiran turned around in delight, only to see Lu in a thin top standing behind him.
He took off his coat and wrapped it around Lu immediately, then he picked her and carried her back to the villa.
“Why did you walk out so late at night? Don’t act so childishly! You are strong, but that’s not an excuse for not wearing any clothes. Why don’t you simply run naked instead? Did you want me to come after you on purpose? If you dare to run away next time, I won’t come after you. I will let you freeze to death.”
Jing Yiran got increasingly annoyed as he spoke. Then he kept spanking Lu’s plump buttock.
Lu stiffened all of a sudden when he hit her butt.
A strange kind of feeling spread over her body. Lu stiffened and bellowed bashfully and annoyedly, “Stop it now, Jing Yiran!”
But Jing Yiran ignored her. Lu’s bottom was beautifully shaped and soft. It was meant for caressing. He ceased spanking her and started to pinch it.
That annoyed Lu even more.
She slipped out of his grasp and reversed their positions. Then she smashed him to the ground.
Without the encroachment on her bottom, Lu felt slightly better.
She gathered the coat around her and reached the window of the villa. Then she jumped in, leaving Jing Yiran screaming in pain on the road.
The following morning, Lu rushed to Jing Yiran’s bedroom wearing only a thin top and a pair of white underpants.
Jing Yiran was surveying a part of his body, trying to see if it had gone back to normal when Lu rushed in like a blast without knocking at the door first.
“Brother Jing, what is wrong with my hand? Why has it turned into a dumpling?”
Jing Yiran pulled over the blanket and covered his manhood and almost had a nosebleed when he caught sight of Lu’s long, slender legs.
“Lu, don’t you know that you need to knock at the door before entering someone’s room? Didn’t your parents teach you that?”
“Brother Jing, I don’t have parents…”
Jing Yiran’s rage suddenly decreased. But he still snapped when he saw Lu’s exposed legs. “But you do understand that you can’t run about in underpants.”
“I am not running about. I am just in your room. Nowhere else.Oh, I see, are you saying that I can’t come here in underpants? Do I need to… take off the underpants? But Sister Shangguan says that I mustn’t take off clothes in front of men, so I … I will stay like this.”
Jing Yiran truly thought that neither of the two kinds of Lu was someone easy to deal with.
Luckily that there were only two of them, otherwise he would definitely die out of exhaustion!
“No one asked you to take off your underpants. Go and get your skirt on. Never show your underpants in front of men again.”
Lu pursed her lips and answered “okay” with a low voice and then walked out.
Seeing that she was out, Jing Yiran was about to get off the bed when her head squeezed in through the door crack, making him get the blanket over himself instantly.
Lu asked in sadness as she looked at him. “Brother Jing, you haven’t told me why my hand has become a dumpling? Did I get injured yesterday and I am now a handicapped woman?”
Jing Yiran had studied various symptoms of a patient suffering from personality dissociation. He understood that the two individuals had independent awareness and didn’t have any idea of anything that happened when the other one took over the body. All they had was a vague idea about each other’s existence.
He didn’t know what Lu had gone through to suffer from personality dissociation. But whatever the incident was, it must have been more than what she could bear. That was why the second personality had been generated.
One was innocent and lovely, living a pure and happy life every day, faraway from the madding crowd.
The other, however, was dark and lethal, full of wounds and living a life that was full of danger.
Which one was her for real?
Could it have been that she had got lost too?
She didn’t even remember what happened in the past.
Her name was not Lu. It was a name she picked for herself, just like the surname Shangguan that was given to her for fun.
She had a baby face and a kiddish voice. She must have experienced a great deal of misery, which might be worse than what he had gone through as the second master of Family Jing.
Gripped by a moment of heartache, Jing Yiran softened his tone.
“I hurt you yesterday by accident. I bandaged your fingers. They will be fine in a couple of days. You can remove the gauze soon but don’t get any water on it.”
Lu asked immediately in a hopeful voice. “Can I still eat lollipops?”
She was a 26 year old woman, but still had a mind of a teenager. For some reason, Jing Yiran felt a bit touched.
He said in a rare, soft tone, “Yes you can, but don’t eat too much. It is bad for your teeth.”
Hearing that she could eat candies, Lu cheered up and said happily, “That’s great! I am not handicapped and I can eat candies.”
Jing Yiran smiled too. But what Lu said in the next moment made his smile freeze right on the face.
“Brother Jing, why are you not wearing any underpants in bed? Your bottom is showing. Shame on you!”
Jing Yiran had been too much in a hurry to get the blanket over him, so half of his bottom was exposed!
No one cared about him as much.
No one.
The late Zhang Rong would not caress his forehead at midnight, asking if his fever had gone away. She didn’t even care whether he had been badly injured. All she had cared about was how many properties he managed to get from Mo Lan and how many things he had taken away from Jing Yichen.
Even Mo Lan would not keep him company throughout the entire night. She was too old and became tired easily. Also, Mo Lan was born in an aristocratic family. She would not need to worry so much when there were professional doctors and servants taking after him.
Only Lu would come and feel his body temperature and check his situation silently in the night.
Jing Yiran opened the door and walked out.
It was a late winter night, freezing, and deadly silent.
There was no one on the street. He huddled in his overcoat and moved forward, searching everywhere.
Suddenly, a bleak voice arose behind his back. “Are you looking for me?”
Jing Yiran turned around in delight, only to see Lu in a thin top standing behind him.
He took off his coat and wrapped it around Lu immediately, then he picked her and carried her back to the villa.
“Why did you walk out so late at night? Don’t act so childishly! You are strong, but that’s not an excuse for not wearing any clothes. Why don’t you simply run naked instead? Did you want me to come after you on purpose? If you dare to run away next time, I won’t come after you. I will let you freeze to death.”
Jing Yiran got increasingly annoyed as he spoke. Then he kept spanking Lu’s plump buttock.
Lu stiffened all of a sudden when he hit her butt.
A strange kind of feeling spread over her body. Lu stiffened and bellowed bashfully and annoyedly, “Stop it now, Jing Yiran!”
But Jing Yiran ignored her. Lu’s bottom was beautifully shaped and soft. It was meant for caressing. He ceased spanking her and started to pinch it.
That annoyed Lu even more.
She slipped out of his grasp and reversed their positions. Then she smashed him to the ground.
Without the encroachment on her bottom, Lu felt slightly better.
She gathered the coat around her and reached the window of the villa. Then she jumped in, leaving Jing Yiran screaming in pain on the road.
The following morning, Lu rushed to Jing Yiran’s bedroom wearing only a thin top and a pair of white underpants.
Jing Yiran was surveying a part of his body, trying to see if it had gone back to normal when Lu rushed in like a blast without knocking at the door first.
“Brother Jing, what is wrong with my hand? Why has it turned into a dumpling?”
Jing Yiran pulled over the blanket and covered his manhood and almost had a nosebleed when he caught sight of Lu’s long, slender legs.
“Lu, don’t you know that you need to knock at the door before entering someone’s room? Didn’t your parents teach you that?”
“Brother Jing, I don’t have parents…”
Jing Yiran’s rage suddenly decreased. But he still snapped when he saw Lu’s exposed legs. “But you do understand that you can’t run about in underpants.”
“I am not running about. I am just in your room. Nowhere else.Oh, I see, are you saying that I can’t come here in underpants? Do I need to… take off the underpants? But Sister Shangguan says that I mustn’t take off clothes in front of men, so I … I will stay like this.”
Jing Yiran truly thought that neither of the two kinds of Lu was someone easy to deal with.
Luckily that there were only two of them, otherwise he would definitely die out of exhaustion!
“No one asked you to take off your underpants. Go and get your skirt on. Never show your underpants in front of men again.”
Lu pursed her lips and answered “okay” with a low voice and then walked out.
Seeing that she was out, Jing Yiran was about to get off the bed when her head squeezed in through the door crack, making him get the blanket over himself instantly.
Lu asked in sadness as she looked at him. “Brother Jing, you haven’t told me why my hand has become a dumpling? Did I get injured yesterday and I am now a handicapped woman?”
Jing Yiran had studied various symptoms of a patient suffering from personality dissociation. He understood that the two individuals had independent awareness and didn’t have any idea of anything that happened when the other one took over the body. All they had was a vague idea about each other’s existence.
He didn’t know what Lu had gone through to suffer from personality dissociation. But whatever the incident was, it must have been more than what she could bear. That was why the second personality had been generated.
One was innocent and lovely, living a pure and happy life every day, faraway from the madding crowd.
The other, however, was dark and lethal, full of wounds and living a life that was full of danger.
Which one was her for real?
Could it have been that she had got lost too?
She didn’t even remember what happened in the past.
Her name was not Lu. It was a name she picked for herself, just like the surname Shangguan that was given to her for fun.
She had a baby face and a kiddish voice. She must have experienced a great deal of misery, which might be worse than what he had gone through as the second master of Family Jing.
Gripped by a moment of heartache, Jing Yiran softened his tone.
“I hurt you yesterday by accident. I bandaged your fingers. They will be fine in a couple of days. You can remove the gauze soon but don’t get any water on it.”
Lu asked immediately in a hopeful voice. “Can I still eat lollipops?”
She was a 26 year old woman, but still had a mind of a teenager. For some reason, Jing Yiran felt a bit touched.
He said in a rare, soft tone, “Yes you can, but don’t eat too much. It is bad for your teeth.”
Hearing that she could eat candies, Lu cheered up and said happily, “That’s great! I am not handicapped and I can eat candies.”
Jing Yiran smiled too. But what Lu said in the next moment made his smile freeze right on the face.
“Brother Jing, why are you not wearing any underpants in bed? Your bottom is showing. Shame on you!”
Jing Yiran had been too much in a hurry to get the blanket over him, so half of his bottom was exposed!
