A Weak Passerby | BL, EDITED MTL

Chapter 73: Morbid emotions, revenge, slap in the face

Liu Xinghe's tone was light but clear.

Just like the look he gave Liu Qingzhi at this moment, sticky, damp, and cold, with a kind of anxious and morbid emotion hidden in his eyes. It was a gaze that could easily make people feel uncomfortable if they looked at it for too long, like a fly clinging to meat, cruel and cold.

This look reminded Liu Qingzhi of someone.

The space expert who originally went out to sea with Wang Peng and his group, but disappeared for no reason.

The man's gaze was exactly the same as that of the original owner's younger brother. They were both like poisonous snakes living in the gutter, full of dampness, decay, and mold.

Seeing that Liu Qingzhi hadn't spoken, Liu Xinghe's eyes darkened and he felt a little irritated for no reason.

He hated the feeling of having to perform a monologue.

Besides, Liu Qingzhi shouldn't be as indifferent as he is now.

Liu Xinghe frowned slightly: "Brother, why don't you say anything?" He lowered his eyes slightly and stared into Liu Qingzhi's eyes: "We haven't seen each other for so many years, dear brother, I am very excited, don't you have anything to say to me?"

He still remembered that whenever he schemed to make Liu Qingzhi suffer a loss at the Liu family, his brother, who could not hide his temper, would glare at him angrily and yell at him in his pleasant voice. His originally pale face would be tinged with a bit of red, making him look more lively.

Liu Xinghe never considered himself a normal person.

His mother was a morally corrupt mistress who was cunning and scheming and killed his original wife.

There is the blood of a mistress and an unfaithful man in his body, so it is impossible for him to be a normal person.

After all, smelly blood is contagious, and he perfectly inherited the badness of his mistress mother and cheating father.

He knew very well that he was a bad guy at heart. Although he was not a super hero, when facing Liu Qingzhi, he was undoubtedly a psychopath, a lunatic, and a lowly bug.

But there was nothing he could do, because he just liked to see Liu Qingzhi's face turn red when he got angry. The angrier Liu Qingzhi got, the more unhappy his life was, the happier he was, and the more satisfied he felt.

Once Liu Qingzhi lived a better life than him, he couldn't help but want to destroy it.

He raised his hand and condensed a ball of cool air from his palm. Soon the cool air turned into thin ice and attached to the door and window of the activity room, blocking the way out.

After doing all this, seeing that Liu Qingzhi still had no reaction, Liu Xinghe suddenly became a little dissatisfied.

He looked at Liu Qingzhi and said, "Brother, you are really boring now." 

He recalled to himself: "I still like your face to show a more lively expression."

After that, Liu Qingzhi's silence also made Liu Xinghe gradually lose his patience. Just when he was about to lose his patience, Liu Qingzhi said indifferently: "You look a bit like a clown."

The tone of objectively stating facts made Liu Xinghe's expression twisted instantly.

But the next second, he quickly adjusted himself, and then he suddenly remembered something and smiled.

"Brother, when you scolded me before, you used to say something even harsher than this, such as the son of a lowly mistress, a maggot in a stinking ditch, a haunting cockroach, etc. How come you are so much more polite now?"