Genius Club

Chapter 263

Chapter 263: Chapter 75: Hug #2 Chapter 263: Chapter 75: Hug #2 Lin Xian’s vision conjured the image of that humble, polite, and gentle man.

Although his entire right face was marred with ferocious scars, he didn’t appear frightening at all—in fact, he seemed like a reliable and tender big brother.

Lin Xian speculated...

Ji Xinshui must have believed that, having endured such a tragic childhood and witnessed the death of his parents, and having been bitten by a dog while protecting his sister...

Such a person must inherently be cynical about the world, full of resentment, and both despondent and irritable.

That’s why Ji Xinshui took Zheng Chenghe under his wing, raising him as a loyal retainer.

A man with a tragic life and a soft spot, this fugitive on the run would be the best tool, the most faithful lapdog, willing to do anything against ethics and the law for the sake of his sister.

...

Ji Xinshui must have firmly believed this.

Therefore, he gave Zheng Chenghe the title representing ruthless violence among the Seven Sins—

[Wrath].

Logically thinking.

Zheng Chenghe was indeed the most suitable person to become Wrath, for his life, his experiences, his sufferings destined him to be an embodiment of wrath.

Even...

Everyone could accept his wrath, understand his wrath, and if he really picked up a hammer in a fury to avenge his dead parents, it would have been within Lin Xian’s expectations.

Only regretfully.

Ji Xinshui ultimately underestimated human nature, and Zheng Chenghe underestimated the conscience within his own heart.

[The very person who should have been Wrath, under the tender influence of this world, became kind and peaceful.]

Perhaps, this is the power of kindness towards others.

The smiling face of Zheng Xiangyue, the usual care from Xu Yun towards him and his sister, the Rhein Cat he gave Zheng Xiangyue for her birthday...

all became the holy water that cleansed Zheng Chenghe’s soul.

Lin Xian was very grateful for this outcome.

At least...

in Zheng Xiangyue’s eyes, her most beloved brother remained a towering hero.

Now, thinking back to when Huang Que specifically lured him to the hospital to meet Zheng Chenghe, what exactly was her purpose?

Was she trying to tell him that Zheng Chenghe was the murderer about to kill him?

Or was it...@@@@

That Zheng Chenghe was the only good person with a conscience among the Seven Sins, hinting that if he wanted to win the game of Catch Me If You Can, he could start with Zheng Chenghe?

Lin Xian scratched his head.

From the current God’s-eye view, looking back as a Monday morning quarterback, it seems that indeed realizing this earlier could have made the game of Catch Me If You Can much easier and more gracefully won.

But!

“If you bury him...

I’ll never be able to see him again.”

The doctor eventually agreed.

After all, for a cardiac patient like Zheng Xiangyue, emotional stability was more important than anything, so they allowed Lin Xian to bring Zheng Chenghe’s urn into Zheng Xiangyue’s hospital room.

He arrived at the inpatient department.

Pressed the elevator for the 17th floor.

Lin Xian came to Zheng Xiangyue’s hospital room and carefully placed the suddenly heavy urn on her bed.

Zheng Xiangyue didn’t say a word, she crouched down and tightly hugged the urn before her.

She didn’t cry.

Lin Xian had heard that when grief is too intense, one cannot cry, but becomes very calm instead, a kind of stress protection mechanism of the brain.

Everyone thought that a little girl of Zheng Xiangyue’s age understood nothing.

But actually...

Lin Xian didn’t think so.

He felt that Zheng Xiangyue actually understood everything.

She was very intelligent.

She understood it all.

Her pretense of not understanding, her seemingly childish and pure actions, seemed only to keep others from worrying about her.

Her good behavior stemmed from her sensibleness.

Zheng Xiangyue got off the bed and cleared the bedside cabinet next to her, emptying it of all its contents.

Then with her delicate hands, she tried to place the urn that was on the bed onto the bedside cabinet.

However...

With one effort.

The urn didn’t budge, not lifted at all.

Zheng Xiangyue looked up at Lin Xian, tears no longer held back, dripping down:

“Brother Lin Xian, it’s so heavy...”

Lin Xian was prepared to step forward and help, but Zheng Xiangyue shook her head.

She clenched her teeth, held her breath, and with one go, picked up the urn, trembling as she placed it on the bedside cabinet.

Carefully aligned it.

Only then did she turn back, wipe away her tears, and squeeze out a smile:

“Look...”

“I can hold my brother now.”