
"I can't get through my day without seeing you." - Chan
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"Xiao, who's in the operating room?" ask Yenn.
"Chan!" xiao replied briefly.
"Oh, he's still your prisoner?" said Yenn who looked at Xiao with the corner of his eyes. "Or he did volunteer to be your prisoner" he said.
"See, she obviously never wanted to leave me!" said Xiao.
"Haha! of course, honey, he's obsessed with you. Don't you know?" yenn said with his gelatinous laughter.
"Sure I know, he always gives me gifts at school. Even on a day that is not special to me" Xiao said.
Yenn shook his head twice. "There's something you don't know about him. Honestly, I thought you'd kill him on your birthday. But, you. . ."
"Whatchu mean? something I don't know yet?" xiao's forehead frowned. Yenn began to tell stories.
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[Flashback On]
A girl in school uniform walks down a small alley. He was wearing a mask that covered part of his face. He wears his jacket to cover his head.
After a long walk, the girl stopped her steps when she found the house she was looking for. Next he looked for the right hiding place to wait for someone to come out of the house.
Chequek!
Xiao came out of his house in a different school uniform.
The deg!
The girl's pupils in hiding instantly enlarged when she saw Xiao's presence. The girl who turned out to be Chan was smiling wryly from behind her mask. He immediately rushed to run and returned home.
The second day Chan did the same. I get used to doing it almost every day. Even sometimes he came to Xiao's house twice a day. I don't know what the girl did, until one day Fa under Yenn suspected her presence.
Chan hid behind the wall of the alley. His head continued to wander as he tried to find the person he was looking for.
"Hey!"
Fa patted Chan on the shoulder, he wanted to know the purpose of the girl who was hiding. Chan who felt caught red-handed ran as hard as he could. But his strength was not worth that of a trained man like the Fa.
Bruk!
The Fa easily knocked Chan down with a single kick. "What are you doing, huh? who sent you here?" snapped Fa with glaring eyes. Without further ado, he immediately grabbed the mask Chan was wearing. Now the pretty face of the girl.
Dahi Fa then shriveled, because the girl he was staring at was very young. It's unlikely he's a spy. 'No! even though he looks weak, I'm sure nothing is impossible right?' her inner self, which continued by gripping Chan's collar forcibly.
"Let go!" Chan tried his hardest to let go of Fa's grip.
"In the past, my question was, why do you keep wandering around Wong's house?!" furious Fa. Chan still looked calm, he used his foot trick. That is by stepping on Fa's feet as hard as possible. But the woman he attacked did not budge at all.
Fa carved a grin on his face, then took out his flagship weapon from under his pocket. Now Fa's revolver gun is real. He pointed his gun at Chan's head.
"It just so happens to be quiet, so it will definitely be easier to finish you off!" threaten Fa's. Chan's eyes were perfectly rounded, his gaze began to tremble.
"Alright! I'll say it!" said Chan.
"Quick say!" insist Fa.
"Xiao! I just want to see it, that's all!" chan said as he closed his eyes tightly and lowered his head. He was on guard against Fa's attack.
"I'm telling the truth! I just want to see Xiao!" said Chan who slowly started to whine and was a bit frightened. Because Fa's gun was stuck in his head.
"I swear! I didn't do anything bad!" obviously Chan. Fa finally lowered his gun, as he watched Chan's reassuring gurgle.
"Can you explain why you want to see Xiao? is he the target you want to kill?" ask Fa.
"Of course not!" sternly Chan who now dared to stare towards the Fa. He felt indignant at the prejudice of the woman standing in front of him.
"Then what?" Fa asked again as he crossed his arms around his chest.
"A-a-I love her. . ." added Chan, who made Fa feel amused and laughed.
"Haha! so you're saying you're a stalker?" guess the Fa while pointing the index finger towards Chan.
"No! I'm not a stalker!" tepis Chan's.
"Basic stupid! it's called stalking girl jal*ng!" cerca Fa's. "Okay, I'll let you. But if you do anything suspicious, I won't hesitate to kill you!" threaten her with a convincing face. Fa tried to leave, but Chan deftly grabbed his arm.
"What else is it, huh?!" timpal Fa's.
"Don't tell Xiao about this!" please Chan.
Fa shook his head for a moment with his chuckle. "What am I talking about this shit. I am not familiar with Xiao either! enjoy the obsession!" he said, then left immediately.
Chan stopped doing his strange activities. Two days later, he came back again.
Fa tried to keep watching Chan silently. He wanted to ensure the honesty of the girl. Sure enough, Chan always left after seeing Xiao for a moment.
"I shouldn't waste my time because of this!" murmured Fa while shaking in disbelief.
[Flashback Off]
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"Chan did that?" Xiao felt disbelief.
"Fa told me everything. That's why your father and I easily caught him. Fa knows him!" sahut Yenn relax.
Xiao was seen laughing lightly while shaking his head. Not long after, Al came alone to Xiao.
"Why are you back?" ask Xiao.
"I'm tired of Brian!" reply Al while sitting on the chair opposite Xiao and his mother.
"People like him are stubborn!" Yenn followed.
"Shut up! you're also playing a part in Jonas's murder!" Al stared intently at Yenn. "You're lucky your son is the heir to Jonas' talent. Otherwise Brian must have mercilessly finished you off!" hatchlings.
"Talent? whatchu mean?" Yenn frowned.
"Xiao, haven't you told your mother everything?" Al was now staring at Xiao.
"What's the matter Xiao?" asked Yenn who was getting curious.
"I can see the ghosts and devils that are beside Mom!" said Xiao with a serious look. But Yenn laughed amusedly when he heard it, as if he could not believe what the child was saying.
"Al, here's why I didn't tell him!" Xiao changed his interlocutor.
"You're right! not everyone believed such a thing," Al replied while propping up his chin with his hands.
"So that's why you ran away from me and your father?" asked Yenn who looked still holding back a laugh. Xiao could only respond with a wry smile.