23 Chapter 137: The Amusement Park (Part 2) Part 3

Lai Li was ten years old when he was brought into the wealthy Dai Family, and from then on, his life soared straight to the heavens, ascending in a single step. Dai Family's eldest young master, Dai Linxuan, doted on him excessively and indulged him without restraint. Over twelve years, he successfully raised Lai Li into someone more arrogant and lawless than even a spoiled young lord. Just how lawless was he? Dai Linxuan had gone through a landslide accident. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a sealed, dim room. Lai Li was half-kneeling in front of him, taking a drag from a cigarette that had nearly burned to the filter. He hooked the black silk ribbon around Dai Linxuan's neck and passed over an intimate kiss. At the end, he murmured, "Bro, you're so sexy." Through the hazy smoke, Dai Linxuan seemed to return to a certain morning on the other end of which stood an incense-filled temple. He knelt on the prayer mat in his suit and tie. "Over seven hundred days ago, one night, I made a mistake." The abbot beside him gazed with eyes full of compassion. "It's good to correct it in time." "Unfortunately, I'm an unrepentant sinner." A nearly pathological gentleness colored Dai Linxuan's brows and eyes. "To this day, that mistake has already brewed into sin." "I have sinned. "But I absolutely will not repent." - Lai Li had been unloved by his father and uncared for by his mother since childhood. He lived like a cockroach in the sewers—disgusting in life, yet unable to die. Until he was ten years old, when someone pushed open a long-sealed door. Sunlight pierced through the person's silhouette, stinging his dull, numb eyes. He tossed aside the tattered doll in his hand. From then on, he had a new toy. The new toy was noble and gentle, like the moon reflected in water or a flower in a mirror—perfect to an unbelievable degree. Suddenly one day, the new toy broke. Large patches of rot appeared on its body, gradually spreading to every limb and bone, emanating an increasingly foul, decaying stench that reminded Lai Li of the rotten flesh he had smelled in his childhood. This wouldn't do. A broken toy had to be fixed. Otherwise, it could only be thrown away. [Dai Linxuan · Lai Li] [Once bright and gentle like a clear sky after rain, the eldest son of the wealthy family who suddenly went mad for some reason · Never actually normal, just pretending to be—the prickly chestnut shell that wraps around from 365 degrees with no blind spots]