The interior of the main mansion was richly decorated. Even though it had been unoccupied for a long time, the decoration inside still looked magnificent, its details looking a little exotic.
As soon as Kan Chen stepped into the carved antique door, the crystal chandelier in the main hall suddenly lit up, the wall lamps in the corridor also seemed to have received its master’s order, shining with a bright yellow light one after another.
Kan Chen still remembered the first time he came to the main mansion when he was five years old. He was forcibly taken away from his parents and brought to the previous owner of the manor.
At that time, the old man was in his sixties with gray hair and a cane, wearing a suit and shoes, looking like a gentleman.
Well, he only ‘looked’ like one.
Kan Chen still remembered the chilling gloomy gaze that seemed to pierce him when he stared at him.
He looked at him and spoke slowly in a heavy voice, “This kid doesn’t look like Sha Sha at all.”
The butler then beside him bowed slightly, “Look carefully, sir. His eyes and eyebrows bear some resemblance to Miss.”
The following parts of the text will be scrambled to prevent theft from aggregators and unauthorized epub making. Please support our translators by reading on secondlifetranslations (dot) com. If you are currently on the site and and you are seeing this, please clear your cache.
Mbl csu kd qasdv sq bkx bye y ryka sq pvayktbv lulcasop yde czwl lulp vbyv zssjle ellr yp y zyjl. Ohld vbswtb bl bye nsxl vs y nsxrzlvlzu wdqyxkzkya rzynl yde oyp clkdt fwetle cu plhlayz pvaydtlap, vblal oyp ds vaynl sq rydkn kd bkp lulp.
“Ebs yal usw? Eblal kp xu xsvbla yde qyvbla?”
Mbl sze xyd, obs eked’v jdso obyv vs vbkdj sq obyv bl pyke, qasodle kd ekptwpv. “Fwnb kxrszkvldlpp! Rp vbkp bso usw vyzj vs uswa lzelap?”
Tl vwadle bkp blye yde nsxrzykdle vs vbl cwvzla.
“Mbkp kp yzz clnywpl bl’p clld vywtbv cyezu cu zsozu rlsrzl! Nssj bso bl’p vwadle swv zkjl bkp qyvbla! Tkp ktdsaydnl sq wdelapvydekdt lvkiwlvvl kp vbl pyxl yp vbyv bsapl jllrla…”
Iyd Ubld oyp csad ralnsnkswp. Gzvbswtb bl oyp sdzu qkhl ulyap sze, bl oyp pldpkczl ldswtb vs wdelapvyde obyv vbl rlsrzl yaswde bkx pyke. Tl alnstdkgle vbyv vbl xyd kd qasdv sq bkx oyp pzydelakdt bkp qyvbla.
Tl nswze dsv blzr cwv alvsav, “Zsw’al ds ekqqlaldv qasx vbl zsozu rlsrzl usw prsjl sq, vyzjkdt cye zkjl vbyv clbkde vblka cynjp.”
“Ebyv?!” Rv byp rascyczu clld y zsdt vkxl pkdnl psxlsdl eyale vs alqwvl bkx. Mbl sze xyd clnyxl pbsnjle yde vbld yddsule. “R eked’v vbkdj vbyv vbkp jke oswze byhl pwnb y pbyar vsdtwl.”
“Old Zhao,” He commanded in a deep voice, “Take him to the confinement room. Let him reflect on himself, at least let him know basic manners.”
That’s where his memories stopped. Kan Chen’s last impression of the main mansion was about the brightness of the lights and the illumination from the bright moon outside hidden in the clouds.
In retrospect, he was impressed by that image because of his subconscious resistance to darkness and his desire for the light.
Since after that moment, he was locked up in a cramped dark room filled with terrible silence, where light didn’t pass through. The only thing he could hear was his own breath.
Such an environment is enough to drive a sane adult into madness, let alone a five year old child.
They were never short of food for him. The butler would bring him three meals a day on time. Before the meal was delivered, he would stand at the door and ask in a condescending manner, “Young master, have you realized your mistake?”
Kan Chen would always not answer, even though he was considered a smart boy. He naturally knew that if he did, he would be let out. However, whenever the butler did this, he would keep his mouth tightly shut, not making a single sound.
He didn’t think he was wrong. He knew that they were only using their dominance to bully him. They kept him here and wanted to use darkness and loneliness to make him succumb.
If he was stronger than them, could they still force him to bow down and admit his mistake?
Perhaps that was when the seed of wanting to gain power was planted in his heart.
Kan Chen laughed as he remembered that he was stubborn and naive when he was a child.
Xia Nuo, who was currently having a dream, smacked his lips and mumbled something vaguely. Kan Chen bowed his head down and tried to listen to it. Suddenly, a warm and soft thing caught his ear and took a bite.
Kan Chen was stunned, almost letting Xia Nuo fall. He immediately tightened his hold.
At the same time, he also heard what the young man was saying, “Pig ears… not delicious…”
“…”
Kan Chen’s heart was turned into a mess. His ears were red, covered with suspicious wet stains and tooth marks. He stood there blankly, his face expressing that he was dumbfounded rather than shocked. Because of this, the blush that slowly climbed up to his cheeks became particularly evident.
Xia Nuo was sleeping soundly. He dreamt that there was a large table of delicious food in front of him, emitting an attractive fragrance. He could not help picking up a knife and fork and launched an attack on a roasted suckling pig that was closest to him.
In fact, he knew he was dreaming, because in reality, his family wouldn’t possibly let him eat these delicious, but really ‘unhealthy’ food. Since it was in a dream, he did not need to restrain himself. He rushed to the golden and oily pig’s ear in front of him and took a bite.
Strange. Why is it… tasteless?
Xia Nuo licked it with his tongue and tried to confirm its taste… but it was really tasteless!
How come..
He sighed in disappointment. He finally dreamed of a table full of all the delicious food he’d always wanted to eat but he still couldn’t have a taste.
How could it be like this…
“I really want to eat…” He looked at the large table of delicious food and muttered to himself.
“What do you want to eat?” Suddenly, he heard a low familiar voice.
Although he was familiar with it, Xia Nuo could not remember where he had heard that voice. But since someone asked him, he still answered frankly, “Well… I want to eat roasted suckling pig.”
He still couldn’t get over the tasteless pig ears that he had eaten.
“…”
Kan Chen went silent as he contemplated. He thought, where on earth is he going to find a roasted suckling pig?
Kan Chen always felt that there was basically nothing in the world that he could not get even though he wasn’t omnipotent but soon he realized that he had accumulated a lot of things to worry about after meeting this young man in his arms.
But this feeling of having to think about someone and being touched by their every move didn’t seem to be so bad? On the contrary, his heart was flooded with sweetness as he envisioned the young man’s look on his face once he got his wish fulfilled.
Perhaps, his head is really broken?
The author has something to say:
Happy Kan Chen: My head’s broken.
TN: Lmao this chapter’s so funny… and short.
Second Life Translations' Comment Policy
1. Be kind and respectful. Comments with curses will be put under moderation.
2. No links to other websites or asking for links.
3. No spoilers!