Sickly Tyrannical - Chapter 95

Main Story Part 95

For once, Ye CanSheng doesn’t have his gaze on me. His eyes are calm and fixated directly ahead as he looks at the outside world. He says, ‘‘It died.”

Methods too cruel ruined a life. Perhaps Ye CanSheng is guilty and that’s why he isn’t looking at me.

Because he understands very well just how similar his ways are too Peanut s depredation since he also almost put an end to my life too.

However, I woke up, because I’m not the same as a butterfly.

It didn’t make a choice, it only dodged.

But I do have a choice, I can choose to forgive, to compromise, to remain on the tip of Peanut’s nose...

I hold Ye CanSheng’s hand back, his is much stronger and bigger than my own. The setting sun is wonderful.

I say, "Don’t worry, I’m not as weak as a butterfly.”

He turns his head in the sunset, his eyes are filled with gentleness, “YunSheng, thank you for your strength and forgiveness, but I still won’t let you go.”

He’s not like Peanut, at least he has love and affection.

I don’t hate him.

They all say that you’ll think things through once you see the doors of death once, or perhaps once you reach the age where you seek euthanasia and groan despite not being ill. Now even if I want to insult him, I still find it tiring.

I just silently lean in his arms and gaze at him.

This isn’t the first time us two have been in this position, yet this peace in my mind is a first. I don’t think about much when my head leans against him. In the past, I always used to think and look forward to him being more softhearted. or able to think of me more with love.

Today, there’s nothing I still look forward to, because there’s nothing left.

I've lived through those days myself, and today after calming down, I recollect these memories again.

But I discover that this current situation is what my world has condensed into in the end.

Beneath the sunset, in someone’s arms, on this world.

“We’re missing a dog,” I say.

Ye CanSheng turns around with a face of uncertainty.

I just laugh, unwilling to say anymore. I naturally wouldn't tell him that the only things left in my future is him and a dog that's playing in some place I don’t know.

It’s just that, the sunset that day was beautiful, my heart at peace, and free of resentment.

My loss of conscious probably really did scare him, or maybe he now understands that he wants me in a living state, and not just a doll kept in a cold storage in the basement of which he can only hold in his arms. In the end,

I start to move my almost crippled legs.

Although the achilles has been connected back together, it was still once ripped. XiYan says that I’ll never be able to run and jump again...

I laugh and tell him that’s it’s fine as long as I can still walk. Then it’s almost like he becomes low spirited and then for once, smiles at me.

He surprisingly lifts his hands and ruffles the hair hanging over my forehead.

Beneath the light, his smile is kind of forced and slightly sorrowful.

I feel uncomfortable, so I slightly dodge his hand before turning around and leaving.

I don’t know why but after limping for a few steps, I actually unexpectedly turn my head around.

I see him still standing there watching me with the corners of his mouth lifted. However the forcefulness and sorrow from before has disappeared, leaving behind a bright and beautiful smile. I say, “You should smile more.”

“Did I make you fall for me?”

I pout my lips and go to pat Peanut s head that’s held high in the air. I point to XiYan and say, “Son, bite him.

Now, my feet can only walk for a short while.

As soon as I walk or stand for too long, my ankles will swell up like a ball becoming itchy and sore. It feels really uncomfortable after they ve been shackled tightly in chains, so most of the time I still like to curl up on the sofa or on the deck chair in the corner.

That’s why most of the time I’m still lonely and silent.

I don’t know when but the book, “Walden , that I had left on the sofa has already been taken away by Peanut for him to use as a chew toy. I don’t get Ye CanSheng to buy me another one. I don’t like such distant items.

What I like, no, I should say there are only so many things of which I can like.

A person, a dog, and a home.

Probably because I really did almost die, my state of mind has now already reached a certain level of purity. It s a calmness I ve never felt before.

Ye CanSheng laughs at me, saying that I m becoming more and more like an old man who’s spending my remaining years in comfort. I don’t want to argue back with him, the most I do is wrap my chain around his head. After I force him to get angry, the only thing he knows how to do is to bite me. After half biting and half licking, he’ll start to take my clothes off. Due to the shackles, it’s hard to take the clothing off, so he usually rips them off...

That’s why most of the time, I don’t change clothes because they’re dirty, but rather because they’re ripped.

In the time I spend with him, the plotline goes down one pathway with three stops.

Dinner table, sofa, bed.

The bed is where I spend majority of my time with him. He now likes to wrap his arms around me more and more. If I push him away then he’ll place his hands around my waist again. Therefore, so as long as he’s free of work, the most common thing we do is sleep in each other’s arms...

I tease him for being like a kid who can t live without their soft toy.

He pinches my waist and feels like he s been wronged.