78: Chapter 78 The Omega Young Master's Benefactor (Beat)

After this, Mu Lin got his wish. During this process, Lu Zhan's attitude towards him changed drastically, becoming extremely gentle and considerate. Mu Lin thought he had regained what he lost and finally waited for Lu Zhan to have a change of heart, holding Lu Zhan and weeping with joy.

At the same time, the familiar, cheerful voice of 009 finally sounded in Lu Zhan's mind.

"host, the Male Protagonist's blackening value has been completely eliminated. The mission is successful. Do you want to leave the Small World now?"

Hearing this, Lu Zhan felt exceptionally excited and pleased, his eyes filled with a malicious coldness. He walked to the edge of the balcony and said a few words to Mu Lin.

After speaking, he replied to 009 coldly, without any emotion. "Leave."

Then, in front of Mu Lin, he dug out his own gland and jumped off.

He said, "Mu Lin, since you want my Pheromones so much, I will give this gland of mine to you."

He said, "Mu Lin, you must remember to live well, and give him my share of love as well."

He said, "Mu Lin, actually you never loved me. You destroyed me, but only to satisfy your own dark and despicable selfish desires."

He also said, "Mu Lin, you really disappointed me so much. I regret meeting you so much, and I never want to see you again. You disgust me to the core."

He wanted to jump down after him like a madman, but suddenly thought of that little one. He could only despairingly and wretchedly hold the bright red gland in his hands and run down from upstairs.

On the cold floor, his A-Zhan lay in that pool of blood. He had forced his lover to death.

In an instant, it was as if he had fallen from Heaven to Hell. He walked over blankly, tears falling continuously, kneeling despairingly and painfully before Lu Zhan, but he dared not touch him again.

Song Shu walked over slowly, his face sad, his eyes red, feeling extremely devastated!

He had been entrusted by Lu Zhan, only to take away his body.

Lu Zhan had told him over the phone that he had reached this point because he brought it upon himself, having trusted the wrong person; he held no blame and no resentment.

It was just that everything here was filthy to the core, making him disgusted and repulsed to the extreme; he didn't want to stay for another moment.

"Mu Lin, you know what you did. I only came today to take him away; this is what he entrusted me to do."

Song Shu stated coldly, looking at the dazed person with hatred, his heart full of unwillingness, and feeling it was unfair for Lu Zhan. Lu Zhan had fallen to this ending; how could Mu Lin be allowed to remain unscathed?

"Mu Lin, when I left that day, Lu Zhan told me to forget him, that he had you by his side. So what did you do to him again?"

Mu Lin's eyes were instantly filled with disbelief, staring blankly at Song Shu, his face filled with sorrow and regret, his whole body in unbearable pain.

"So I had already obtained it, so what did I do? What on earth did I do? A-Zhan had clearly already believed me, yet I ruined everything. I not only destroyed A-Zhan, but I also caused A-Zhan's death..."

Muttering intermittently, Mu Lin curled up unconsciously beside Lu Zhan, tears flowing even more torrentially, his entire emotional state completely collapsed.

Song Shu suddenly didn't want to deal with this madman anymore, picked up Lu Zhan, and wanted to leave.

"Song Shu, what else did Lu Zhan say when he called you?"

Song Shu looked back, with some mockery and malice in his eyes. After sneering twice, he told him Lu Zhan's words, word for word, truthfully.

He didn't want Mu Lin to live happily; it would be best if he lived in endless pain and self-reproach every day, otherwise, how could he be worthy of the departed Lu Zhan?

Song Shu turned and left, disappearing from Mu Lin's sight.

Lying on the spot, Mu Lin was already unable to control his pain. He recalled that day with extreme clarity, how he had destroyed his A-Zhan bit by bit.

He had finally paid a heavy price for his past dark selfishness and despicable control.

Lu Zhan was absolutely right; he was simply unworthy of A-Zhan's love. He was like a piece of rotten, decayed meat, dirty and disgusting.

The crystallization he had once cherished and loved so dearly now seemed to be nothing more than a blood proof of how he had destroyed and harmed A-Zhan.

And such a blood proof left him without even the chance to die with Lu Zhan, forcing him to live on alone in pain, hopelessness, and regret!

Now, Mu Lin didn't even know whether to love or hate that self-proclaimed crystallization of love, but the one he should hate the most was undoubtedly himself.

Mu Lin's eyes were open, hollow and lifeless as if they had lost their Soul, as if the whole world had already left him behind.

Tears, like a breached flood, poured out from his eye sockets continuously, flowing down his cheeks. The scorching temperature seemed to burn his skin, but he was completely unaware of it.

His face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color, and his originally handsome face was now shrouded in deep despair and sorrow.

The corners of his mouth trembled slightly, wanting to say something, but he couldn't make a sound, only bitter tears kept dripping down.

His body leaned forward slightly, his hands hanging weakly at his sides; the whole person looked like a walking corpse without any Life Qi.

Everything around him had become blurry, only the pain deep in his heart was clearly perceptible.

...

A few years later, he grew up and was named Lu Yi Feng. He looked exactly like Mu Lin, but Lu Yi Feng's personality was very similar to Lu Zhan's. Mu Lin would often look at him and lose himself in thought.

One day, Lu Yi Feng accidentally discovered the truth from back then. He could not accept such a fact; he felt both shocked and angry.

He rushed home anxiously, and as soon as he entered, he headed straight for Mu Lin, anxiety and confusion flashing in his eyes. He grabbed Mu Lin's shoulders tightly and asked with a slightly trembling voice, "Dad, tell me, what is going on with all this? Is the truth of that matter really like that?"

Lu Yi Feng's gaze was fixed straight on Mu Lin, as if he wanted to see the essence of the matter through his eyes.

Mu Lin was covered in tears, his face full of pain and despair, but he still told him everything. This was the sin he had committed, and he should be the one to bear it.

Only then did Lu Yi Feng understand why he had only had a father since he was a child, and why his father was sometimes distant and sometimes loving towards him. It was because his father had killed his own lover, and his birth was equally stained with his father's blood.

From that day on, Lu Yi Feng was busy with work all day and lived outside, rarely stepping into this home again.

As for Mu Lin, he was left alone, guarding this empty house, immersed in longing and regret for Lu Zhan all day long.

Occasionally, he would have a fleeting dream, but it was nothing more than a greater illusion, leaving only endless pain and despair, often sitting in a daze until dawn.