We Are Destined to Meet

13. Take Good Care of Yourself

Translator: Iris Guo

I dreamed that he could take me seriously, talk to me gently, but now what he said was cutting my heart. I felt miserable.

Mei seemed to notice my bruises, trying to help me, “Huansheng, are you hurt? Are you okay?”

“Fuck off!” I pushed her away in a fury.

Mei stepped backward and bumped into a shelf on which a glass bottle was tipped over. There were prickly roses in the bottle. Those flowers fell out and were about to land on Mei’s face.

If they cut Mei’s face, she would be badly disfigured and her life would be ruined.

“Mei!” I rushed over and gripped those roses. Thorns stabbed in my palms, but I didn’t even notice that.

At the same time, Ling Mubai stepped quickly forward and protected Mei under his body from the fallen bottle.

Seeing Mei was safe, I sighed with relief subconsciously. But before I threw away those flowers, something fell down on me…

Cream covered my face. I wiped it. My eyes were blurred, but there were no tears.

Ling Mubai had hit my face with the cream cake!

‘Screw you! Today’s my birthday! I will kill you!’

I lunged at Ling Mubai and tried to slap him. But before I could do so, my arms were grabbed by someone with great force. The next moment, I was lifted by a tall man.

“Ling Mubai, let go of me! I will kill you!” There were only three persons in this house. The one who could lift me up so easily must be Ling Mubai!

I couldn’t see things clearly because of the cream. I also forgot that I didn’t close the door when I entered the house.

I scratched the man who was holding me. I was out of control. The guy seemed to lose his temper. He scolded in my ear, “Stop!”

I froze. My voice faltered, “Mr. Long? Uncle Long?”

‘Ling Xiao didn’t leave before? Is he back for his coat? But why does he lift me up?’

I was carried out from the house and felt fuzzy. “Uncle Long, why bring me out? It’s late.”

“Do you want to stay there? Do you want Ling Mubai to beat you to death?”

‘Death? The situation is not that bad.’

I recalled a muffled sound when I had been held in Ling Xiao’s arms.

Wiping out the cream on my eyes, I glanced at Ling Xiao’s shoulder. There was a wound oozing blood. He had been hit by a stick.

As a reasonable guess, the stick would have hit me on the head if Ling Xiao hadn’t shown up.

I trembled with fear.

I made a mistake, but I didn’t mean to hurt Mei. Ling Mubai really wanted to kill me!

If Ling Xiao hadn’t appeared, I would have died and my birthday would have turned into my deathday.

Ling Xiao put me in the car. I stared fixedly into space and my mind went blank. It was not until he put me in the bathtub that I recovered.

The water warmed my body, but not my heart.

“Do you need my help?” Noticing I didn’t move at all, Ling Xiao asked. He stood there with a smile.

His gaze made me realize that I was almost naked. I lowered my body and said, “No… I can do it myself…”

When I came out of the bathroom, Ling Xiao was not here. On the bed, there were clean clothes and a first-aid kit.

“Ling Xiao…” I murmured and felt warm from the bottom of my heart.

I thought it was because I had a bath that my body was not as cold as before.

I took a salve from the kit, and carefully rubbed it on my bruises. I felt cool and comfortable.

It was late, but I couldn’t sleep. Lying on bed, I was dazed and fixed my eyes on the droplight hanging from the ceiling.

I had thought a lot. I recalled my whole life, the divided family and Mei’s betrayal. Those memories were like a movie quickly played in my head.

At last, my mom’s smile popped up. It had been ten years since she died. Was she happy in the heaven?

I had hard days. I even thought if I were dead today, I would be too ashamed to meet my mom in the heaven.

Ever since I was 12 years old, people treated me like a piece of crap. My memories were poignant and bitter. I really hoped that I could be treated gently and seriously, so I would offer my very best to Mei and Ling Mubai regardless of my own life.

Maybe I should be nice to myself.

I loved Ling Mubai as if he was my life, but what did I mean to him? Maybe just a tiny ant on the ground.

It was ridiculous that I knew exactly he didn’t have any feeling for me, but I hovered after him like a little puppy dog.

I started to think why I fell in love with him, and why it must be him.

There was not a place for me in his heart…

The first ray of sunshine came into the room and danced on my face in the early morning. I opened my eyes and found tears drenched the pillow.

Fumbling for my phone, I noticed there was not a missed call or message. A wave of utter fatigue engulfed me.

I looked for the special name in my contacts and sent a message, “I think we should break up.”