Qin Feilin knew everything Luo Beishi had done for Huo Cixiao, and now seeing him acting like he was under a love-struck virus, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. It was like swallowing a fly. How did those words—"stealing someone else's partner," "Huo Cixiao "—even appear in Luo Beishi's mind?
And since he came in, in what way has Huo Cixiao been bullied by him?
"People with dirty minds always like to maliciously speculate about others and frame them mentally." Luo Beishi looked at Qin Feilin, who was handsome but incredibly arrogant, and continued, "Everything requires evidence. Do you have any evidence? Why are you questioning my husband? What did your Qin Family teach you...?"
At this point, he tapped his forehead, as if suddenly realizing something, and said, "I forgot, Qu Wanying isn't mentally sound, she'll be affected to some extent. Besides, you don't need to look at me with that regretful look anymore; you're not much better than Luo Bai."
"Even a swift steed cannot undo past mistakes, and a thousand pieces of gold cannot salvage the stain of words. When a person errs, even the fastest horse cannot undo the regret; when a person speaks wrongly, no amount of money can remedy the situation. We have never been on the same path, and some things are truly not worth trying to undo."
Luo Beishi's words struck Qin Feilin to the core. He never knew that the word "escape" would be used to describe him. He practically fled from the chairman's office.
Luo Beishi slowly withdrew his gaze from the office, covering his slightly moist eyes. He buried his face in Huo Cixiao's neck and slowly closed his eyes. There were some things he really didn't want to think about, but he just couldn't control himself.
When he first moved into the Qin Family, he also looked forward to a bright future, all because Qin Feilin had shown him an unforgettable act of kindness.
That year, during the rainy season, the roads were very slippery, and on rainy days, he couldn't ride his bicycle home anymore. In addition, the Qin Family was three kilometers farther from the school than the Luo Family's.
After school, he planned to spend some money to take a taxi, but he was a little reluctant. People were coming and going at the school gate, and he covered his conspicuous hair color with a baseball cap.
Students his age all had someone to pick them up, and he had gotten used to the Luo Family's drivers being late, so in the end he had to ride his bicycle to school.
On his first day at the Qin Family's house, no one mentioned it, and he couldn't bring himself to ask for their help. So he got up half an hour early, and seeing that the rain had stopped, he rode his bicycle to school, risking slipping and falling at any moment. He even took the wrong route twice on the way and almost arrived late.
It's impossible for him not to envy other students who have family members picking them up from school. Since he was little, Luo Ming and Liu Fang have never taken him to school... Even when the school holds parent-teacher meetings, the nanny comes to handle it.
He stood under the eaves of the security booth at the school gate, watching the cars come and go. Even when students passed by and looked at him with disdain, or made sarcastic remarks about him as an unloved young master of the Luo Family, he didn't feel sad. Perhaps he was used to it.
He reached out his hand, waiting for the rain to subside. Just as he was lost in thought, a pair of black leather shoes stopped in front of him. He looked up and saw Qin Feilin.
"Big brother, what brings you here..." Luo Beishi wondered if he was hallucinating.
Qin Feilin's slightly worried expression seemed genuine. He glanced at the man's shoulder, which was half-wet from the rain, then pulled him under the large black umbrella and took his hand, saying, "Let's go home."
Qin Feilin, a recent college graduate, had much larger hands than him, without calluses. On the cold, rainy day, these large hands seemed especially warm.
Luo Beishi's hands were rough and he was very nervous. He didn't even dare to move and could only let Qin Feilin hold his hand. His other hand, however, was tightly gripping the hem of his clothes.
Those are memories Luo Beishi doesn't want to recall.
Because he had once longed for, yearned for, and cherished Qin Feilin's charity towards him.
That was the first time he had ever felt a feeling called "family".
Or perhaps it's because he's experienced it once that he's so reluctant to let go and finds it hard to forget. Even knowing that the love never truly belonged to him, he still wants to try for himself.
But after being framed and betrayed by Luo Bai time and time again, and as the people around him gradually showed him disappointment, contempt, and disgust, he could only secretly care about Qin Feilin, not daring to be open about it, because he knew that Qin Feilin had completely lost hope in him.
He tried to explain himself, but Qu Wanying and Qin Lei never believed him even once. Qin Feiyu also bullied him, while Qin Feilin just thought he was being unreasonable.
Over time, he also lost the desire to defend himself.
It wasn't until his second brother, Qin Feiyue, appeared that a brief glimmer of light appeared in Luo Beishi's pitch-black world. He loved the afternoons with Qin Feiyue around.
He liked Qin Feiyue's gentle voice when teaching him to play the piano, liked Qin Feiyue calling him "Little Hedgehog," liked Qin Feiyue buying him delicious food, and secretly taking him to the park... He would help him get revenge on Qin Feiyu, and beat Qin Feiyu, who bullied him, until he broke his ribs.
But the good times didn't last long. Qin Feiyue left the Qin Family. He cried silently in his small room for a long time. He tried to call Qin Feiyue many times, but the phone was always switched off.
At that time, he thought that Qin Feiyue didn't want him anymore.
Then, when she left the Qin Family, everything seemed so natural and inevitable.
He thought, since Luo Bai hates him so much and is chasing after him to torment him, then he might as well go and deliver himself to Luo Bai's doorstep.
At least Luo Ming wouldn't let anyone bully him; at least Luo Ming would frown and say "never mind"; at least Liu Fang wouldn't hit him.
Even if Luo Bai slanders him, Liu Fang will not interfere, nor will she be disappointed in him.
Of course, Liu Fang never cared about him, so there was no disappointment in her eyes.
"Honey, don't be sad. From now on, wherever you point, I'll go, okay? Or, how about we kick the Qin Family out of this city? Or just dump them all on Mansi, hmm?"
Huo Cixiao had already sat down with his wife in his arms, but her deep sorrow left him at a loss. He was now filled with remorse; he shouldn't have let that annoying and brainless guy in.
He learned everything about his wife shortly after waking up from her vegetative state. He felt sorry for her and secretly vowed to cherish her in the future and help her take revenge on those people, especially the Qin Family.
Qin Feilin did indeed do what he said, but so what? His wife only believes him.
Huo Cixiao held the person in his arms tightly and coaxed softly, "Wife... don't be unhappy. When you're upset, it hurts me too. When I feel unwell, my heart feels heavy and I can't breathe..."
Luo Beishi hadn't even noticed that her husband was becoming more and more like a puppy. He nestled comfortably on Huo Cixiao's shoulder, his thoughts interrupted, which eased his mind considerably. His voice unconsciously softened as he said, "Husband... I love you the most."
Huo Cixiao: "Well, then we..."
"Not today."
"Why..."
"Rest and recuperate."
I got home in the evening.
In the quiet study
Huo Cixiao's phone vibrated, and Luo Beishi saw him frown slightly, an expression that was quite rare. This piqued Luo Beishi's curiosity, so he went over and sat down opposite him at his desk.
Under Luo Beishi's questioning gaze, he put away his phone, his face returning to calm. His tone was completely indifferent as he said calmly, " Huo Qiuya is dead."
"Ah, this..." Luo Beishi didn't know what to say. After all, Huo Qiuya was her husband's half-sister, and she didn't know how good or bad Huo Qiuya's relationship with Huo Cixiao was. "How did she die?"