(A/N: There's going to be a little bit more information about our MC's past.)
Tomorrow would be the day that Fu Xinyi would be debuting in the company, but this time things were different. There was no Tan Kang to smother her with adoration and kiss her ass, no Xie Ying to take her workload and leave her empty handed with lots of time on her hand.
Xie Ying had just finished painting and set down his brush. It was night time already and the full moon was high above in the sky. He finished putting the last touching detail on the painting. He pulled back and looked at his painting. There was a full moon in the starry night sky, faint wisps of clouds in the sky, soft hazed mountains in the back, a sea of flowers and grass beneath the looming moon, and in the middle was the back of a young man.
On the top right corner of the painting were soft white colored characters:
『 The moon will guide you through the night with her brightness, but she will always dwell in the darkness, in order to be seen.』
It wasn't the first time that he's thought of his 'children' that he left behind in the previous worlds. This was his first time painting their son from the were-cat world, Aryeh. His name meant 'lion' in hebrew. He was a bright and cheery kids but when Xie Ying neared his time, Aryeh became more withdrawn from him. In the end, he couldn't give his son a proper goodbye and left him a note and a sentimental item.
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Xie Ying was distracted, his mind wandering. Yesterday night was the first time that he's dreamed of his world*. It was one of the earliest memories that he had. Xie Ying had only been about five or six years old then. The sun was high in the sky that day and the birds were all singing their love songs. He and his mother were holding hands as she led him towards a large mansion.
(A/N: Here the reference is to 'Ains' his soul, and not 'Xie Ying' the current vessel.)
Ever since he could remember, it had always been him and his mother. There was no 'him', not until that day. Although his relationship with his mother wasn't the best and could said to be twisted and messed up, she was all that he had ever known. His mother had barely let him outside, and when she did it was only to plead 'him'.
Xie Ying could remember her genuine smile that day, he hadn't seen her smile like that in a very long time. Through the lucid moments after her rage and hysteria, he would see a glimpse of the mother he had once known but not once had she smiled at him like that. She had only smiled like that when she received a something from 'him', it was always him that could brighten her day. Because he was young then he didn't understand how sick their relationship was with each other.
They walked up to the house and there they saw a handsome man waiting at the doors for them. Xie Ying saw his mother's face bloom as if she had received the sunlight that it had longed for. Without any hesitation, she left him with that man and left. She didn't even say a word to him. She didn't even notice his existence, her eyes had been solely on that man.
He called out, "Mommy?"
But she didn't turn around, not even one glance behind to him. He remembered he tried to go after his mother, but the man wouldn't let go of his hand. After his mother was long gone, the man bent down and cupped his face. He had the same arctic eyes that his mother had adored him for. Four pristine eyes stared at each other in silence.
The man was the first one to break the silence, his voice was calming, "What's your name?"
Xie Ying had no idea what the man was talking about. A name? He honestly answered him, "I don't have one."
The man looked shock for a moment, but regained his composure, "Then you'll be called, 'Ains'."
Little did his past self know that that was only the beginning of his hellish days.
Recalling his past, Xie Ying can't help but think that maybe he has become weak, too dependent on his lover. Would he turn out like his mother one day? To the point of insanity? He had witnessed his own mother's suffocation from her own love. Xie Ying's cerulean eyes swam with complex emotions. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, when they opened they were once again calm.
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A month has passed since the initial search for that man, but there hasn't been any progress. 'He' was beyond annoyed, no matter what he will find him. Whether he would have to go to hell or heaven to bring that person back he wouldn't stop, nothing will stop 'him' from getting him.
Dong Boqin was used to 'his' severe mood but others weren't so resilient, took the brunt of it and suffered. He seemed to always be stormy and killing you with his silvery glares. Most didn't even want to be on the same floor as that man.
There had always been people chasing their zhuxi, but never has their zhuxi had to chase someone before. Now that he is chasing, the person seemed to be a.... ghost? Well almost, if not that Dong Boqin had also seen this person.
He was currently in his office at home. His sleep schedule looked like a train wreck, and even at this time he wouldn't be sleeping.
A knock came from the door, "Uncle?"
The man waved his hands at Dong Boqin, "Let him in."
A young man in a light grey suit with brown hair and amber eyes came in, he had felt the oppressive air from outside the room already and knew that his uncle wasn't in a good mood. Even the servants were all very careful and were as quiet as a mouse.
The moment he entered the room and saw the man, he really wanted to closed the door quickly and leave. But it was too late to pull back now, he had to face this 'uncle' of his. He thanked Dong Boqin, "Thank you, Uncle Dong."
Dong Boqin smiled at him but didn't reply. The young man greeted the man sitting on the chair, "It's good to see you, Uncle Xiu*. Sorry that I've been busy lately, you had wanted to see me?"
(A/N: Xiu is his given name, not his surname. His name will be revealed later~ (๑ゝڡ◕๑))
It's true that he was busy, but truthfully he didn't want to answer the calls that came from this 'man' and chose to pretend not to see it. It wasn't until his mother had threatened him that if he didn't call back this uncle of his, she would get his engagement finalized.
Ah, shibal. He really was too young to get engaged, and didn't want to think about it. So here he was now, standing in front of this tyrant.
The man who was referred to as Uncle Xiu, placed his chin on top of his hands that were on the desk. His eyes were piercing as if he could see right through the young man. Aish, he really didn't want to be here. It was like he was on death row at the moment, awaiting to be executed.
Uncle Xiu's voice was incredibly low and was laced with sharp knives everywhere, "I heard that Old Man Song's daughter is the same age as you. I think.... that she would be a great match for you, don't you think. Min'er?"
The poor youth in the room was none other than Kuai Weimin. He shivered and gave an awkwardly laughed, "Ahaha... I-I don't think so, Uncle Xiu. I think that I'm still too young... Haha... I still have a lot to learn, maybe in the future..."
Uncle Xiu leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs, "Really? Ah, I think that it would be better sooner than later. I heard that my sister wants to see her grandchildren soon. Oh, I can't forget that grandma and grandpa wants to see their great grandchildren as well."
Kuai Weimin felt a sense of dread amass inside of him. Ey! Uncle that's playing dirty.... Ah, just because I ignored you for a month and you're selling me off? Petty... He wanted to shed tears, but he didn't have any to. His only choice was to sell off his friend. Dong Boqin had let him know the reason for being called in earlier, in his voicemail he left him this morning. He prayed for his friend's safety, he didn't have a choice after being blackmailed by his uncle.
He scratched his head, "Ahaha... Oh, you must be wondering about my friend from the banquet right, Uncle Xiu?"
It hit the nail on the head, he could see that his uncle's interest was piqued. The air around his uncle became less stagnant as soon as he said those words. Kuai Weimin continued, "Hehe... Oh, well his name is Xie Ying. Ying as in flower or blossom."
"Ah, maybe his parents must've wanted their son to be docile...."
Uncle Xiu ignored the second part and cocked his eyebrow, "Xie Ying?"
Kuai Weimin touched his nose, "Yes..."
Uncle Xiu didn't say anything and stared at him. Kuai Weimin really didn't like how the silence drifted in.
He coughed, "Ying ge does free lancing from time to time. As for his personal life, he doesn't say much about it so I don't know."
Uncle Xiu, "Contact him."
Kuai Weimin rubbed his chin, "Ah, Ying ge is actually busy at the moment-"
Uncle Xiu's stare intensified, making Kuai Weimin's head numb and he yelped, "Oh, but I can give you his number. Hehe.... You can call him and tell Ying ge that I recommended him to you."
Uncle Xiu took out his phone and slid it across his desk, "Give it to me."
Now that he had caught the sly eluding fox by it's tail, he's not going to let go. Let's see how long you can hide for Ying'er.