A CERTAIN SOMEONE ( THE ON1Y ONE )

Chapter 065 - Implied Words

“It Has Already Backfired for a While Now.”

The alley fell into dead silence. Sheng Wang was stupefied for several seconds before he got what Ji Huanyu was implying. He shot a look at Jiang Tian on instinct, but due to the darkness of the night, he couldn’t tell Jiang Tian’s expression.
He did not know what Jiang Tian was feeling now: embarrassment? Fury? Or disgust upon disgust?
Personally, he was this close to snapping.

He had never seen someone like Ji Huanyu, who messed up so terribly and yet still insisted on dragging other people down with him. He lost his face, therefore he had to make other people feel ashamed too.
He looked at Ji Huanyu’s figure, turning blurrier by the second, half of his face covered in the shadow. He suddenly felt he was seriously blind when he looked at the old photos at Old Man Ding’s, why would he ever think that Jiang Tian resembled that scumbag when he was young in any way?

Sheng Wang tugged at his bag strap, and moved forward half a step. “Uncle, I actually don’t have anything to do with whatever you said, but I really want to interrupt.”
It was part of what he learned from Sheng Mingyang: the more he was this close to losing it, the more he could instantly welcome the person with a brilliant smile. He had the looks that said he was a cultured good student, so Ji Huanyu treated him as some random classmate who was accompanying him. Despite hearing the mockery in his voice, he did not really take it seriously.

“What are you interrupting with?” Ji Huanyu asked.
Sheng Wang took down the bag that was on his shoulder, lifted it up and presented it before him. “I just wanted to say, if it’s not for you being Jiang Tian’s father, this bag would be bludgeoning against your face now.”

Ji Huanyu’s left foot subconsciously retreated by half a step, and stopped. He frowned as he looked down at Sheng Wang, either thinking that Sheng Wang was sticking his nose in other people’s business, or he was certain that an outsider wouldn’t intervene in private affairs between him and Jiang Tian.
However, the boy before him spoke again—
He shot a glance at Jiang Tian, and said, “But, I think Jiang Tian doesn't have any plans to call you his father, right?”
The moment after he spoke, he swung the bag and smashed it against Ji Huanyu.

“It’s none of your goddamn business how Jiang Tian is doing now? He has a home now, fuck.” After Sheng Wang swung his bag, he grabbed Jiang Tian and walked to Old Man Ding’s house.
It had been a while since Ji Huanyu was around seventeen-eighteen years old boys, he did not know of people who kept his words if he said he was going to hit you. He rubbed his face, dishevelled, and strided after them as he frowned.
Sheng Wang heard his footsteps, and just as he wanted to turn behind to look, Jiang Tian moved him behind him with his hands pressed down on his shoulder.

With a slump of his right shoulder, Jiang Tian’s bag slid to his elbow. He lifted up his bag strap, and said to Ji Huanyu, “Haven’t you had enough after a hit?”
Ji Huanyu braked in his steps.

He knew it damn well how much he owed his son, the halted footsteps was the evidence. That was because he clearly understood that Sheng Wang’s move was just for that one time, he was standing up for him as he was truly pissed. If Jiang Tian made a move, then he would be settling several years of debt all at once.
Old Man Ding could not see the battle situation, and banged on the door from the inside of the house. He yelled, “XIAO-TIAN? XIAO-WANG! XIAO-WANG! HELP ME OPEN THE DOOR, I’M GOING TO BEAT THIS USELESS THING TO DEATH! WHO DOES HE THINK HE’S BULLYING, AND DOING IT AT MY DOORSTEPS TOO!”

His voice was loud, and with that the dogs from some random house in the alley began barking too, causing a giant racket. Coughs and human voices began to come nearer too. Ji Huanyu hesitated, and his feet finally moved.

He had always been eager to be first, he split hairs over the smallest issues, he cared about his face to an extreme degree. Every time he appeared before people, he would always be immaculately dressed, suave and refined. Yet, there was always someone—someone who remembered the hideous state he was in in that dim room, to the point that he could never truly glow and be respected in front of everyone.
After so many years of struggling, he still felt that he was an utter disgrace in certain moments.
Disgrace.