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Chapter 574: This isn’t Real

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Why?” Su Qingsang’s heart was pounding. Was Huo Jinyao going to tell her exactly what happened in the past?

“B-Because...” Huo Jinyao stuttered, having no idea how to start.

Sensing his hesitation, Su Qingsang raised her head and looked at him gently.

“If you don’t want to tell me now, you don’t have to,” she whispered to him.

She had promised him that she would give him the time that he needed.

She had seen patients in the hospital who had been traumatized. Some of them refused to share their pain with other people. She understood that kind of feeling.

Huo Jinyao shook his head. He did want to tell her; he just didn’t know how to start.

It had been over a decade. He thought he had forgotten some of the details, but it turned out that he was wrong.

He remembered every single detail, everything he had seen, every word he had heard.

Everything remained like haunting nightmares that he could never escape from. Even though the nightmares no longer frightened him at night, they were still affecting him somehow.

Su Qingsang moved slightly away from him, holding his hand tightly.

“Huo Jinyao,” Su Qingsang called his name. She hated to see him in with such a pained expression. Not letting go of his hand, she led him to the chaise longue and sat down beside him.

She held his hand with both of hers. Her hands were so small that they could barely cover his large hand entirely. But still, she held onto his hand very tight.

“Don’t push yourself too hard. You don’t have to tell me now,” she said.

Huo Jinyao looked at her hands and didn’t say anything. The conflict which had just happened between Liu Tongjia and himself was still replaying in his head at that moment.

Liu Tongjia really hated him.

He hated himself, too, actually.

“Have I ever told you that I am not my parents’ only child?” he said.

Su Qingsang knew about this already, so she wasn’t surprised to hear it. She stayed silent, looking at Huo Jinyao. She was aware that at that moment, she was only a listener.

Huo Jinyao still membered his brother’s face, which was fifty percent similar to his but so much more mature.

His brother, Huo Jinkai, was merely two years older than him. Huo Jinkai was fourteen when the accident happened. Back then, he already looked like a big boy.

Huo Jinyao and his brother were very close to each other. They often went to school and played basketball together. Occasionally, his brother would tell him that he had received another love letter.

He would return those letters to the ones who sent them without hurting their feelings. He was extra nice to everyone around him.

He had been raised by Old Master Huo specifically to take over the family. No matter where he was, he never hurt anyone’s feelings.

Huo Jinkai and Huo Jinyao had different personalities and would have different futures. Both of them were aware of that.

As the big brother, Huo Jinkai was responsible for the future of the Huo Family. Unlike him, Huo Jinyao was the younger one and didn’t have such a heavy burden placed on his shoulders. He used to feel so lucky to have a brother like Huo Jinkai, who could take all the responsibilities and shield him from all the pressure of being the oldest.

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