The reincarnated 8th prince

PROLOGUE(Past life)

It is the first day of a new year. Everyone is out having fun with their friends or families but he however, is walking back home from the doctor's after collecting his brother's medicine. Not that he minds though since he never had any friends to begin with.

His brother, who has the mentality of a five year old at the age of 25 and is physically disabled, is his only friend. His brother became his responsibility when their parents died, not by accident, but by suicide.

He still remembers that on the day of their funeral, many people cried. The neighbour next door cried, the aunty they had never known cried, the uncle across the street cried, everyone cried except for him and his brother.

That made him feel a little guilty... just a little. But most of all he felt glad, relieved and very very happy.

Afterall, they were never good parents but no one knew. He bet if everyone sees his naked body and see what they had done to him then they wouldnt have cried.

However, he didn't care about getting revenge or anything like that afterall they were already dead.

He was just so thankful that his brother was spared the torture. He was even more thankful that his brother, who had seen what they did, couldn't understand it. He wanted his brother to remain pure and untainted by the darkness of society.

After his parents death, he was taken in by an aunt he did not know he had. She was nice and treated them like they were her own children. Especially when she found out about the horrible things his parents did to him. She wanted to refer him to a psychiatrist which he refused many times.

Because of his parents, he became afraid of people(mostly males). Everytime someone tried to be nice to him, he remembers what his parents did to him and he would shun the person, thinking they would do the same.

The funny thing was , he wasn't always wrong because most of the people who wanted to befriend him had ulterior motives.

Like the primary school teacher he had who would always call him out after class just to grope his butt.

Or his best friend who invited him to his house party then drugged him and was about to do something to him with a few others when thankfully the parents suddenly came home and barged in his room to scold him about the party which resulted in them seeing what happened.

But the one who got screamed at was him who, apparently drugged himself and seduced their son. Then his aunt had to come and, surprisingly, stood up for him before bringing him back whilst comforting the crying him.

His aunt had tried many times to convince him otherwise, that not everyone was like that but it was never successful. So he never made any friends and his life from then on only consisted of his brother, him and his aunt.

But as the saying goes 'good people die young' and that was what happened to his aunt. It was the first time he cried so much. His brother too, when he realised that the nice Aunt Li was never coming back.

After that, he was told that he and his brother were to be taken in by his uncle from the maternal side but he declined.
He had, when he was young, saw how this uncle of his stared at him and he didnt like it. His gaze always reminded him of his father's gaze.

Thankfully, Li jun had just stepped into adulthood and with his aunt's inheritance he could support him and his brother for a few years until he finds a job which he did.

But he never stayed long. It was the same for the following jobs. The most was 5 months. As to why he kept quitting, the reason was always the same; sexual harrassment.

Many wanted to take advantage of him because, despite his nerdy look which was done on purpose, he had skin so flawless and white as if it were carved from jade,very luscious red lips and an enticing pair of phoenix eyes. Simply put, he was beautiful.

And those who could see past the nerdy look he puts up for defense, saw that he was really really beautiful.

After experiencing such things so many times, he decided to just distance himself from everyone altogether. He decided to work at home as a ghost writer because writing was one of his few talents including cooking.From then on, he never goes out unless necessary. Buying groceries was also only done at night.

But he didn't mind for that was how he prefers it. He gets to spend more time with his brother.

He takes care of his brother day and night, feeding and bathing him. He does everything for him. Sure he was exhausted everyday but he didnt mind. He would do anything for his brother because his brother was the only person left who is close to him and will never ever hurt him.

In the end, they only had each other to rely on. And both of them eat, sleep and play together everyday. Their lives were simple but full of joy and warmth each day.

He loves his brother and his brother loves him too. (Ahem by love i mean brotherly love ok!)That was enough wasn't it. They only needed each other and that was it. Their world should only consist of them...

'What is going on? Why does everything seem so messy?'he wondered.

There is the sound of sirens whirring, peoples' faces crowding around him as he layed there in the middle of the road. Some of the faces looked anxious, some looked full of pity and some judging.

And then there was the rain that was making loud noises as it hits the ground and making everything look worse than it already does.

It is time. He knows that he is going to black out soon.

Things that he had experienced in this life started flashing around him and finally stopping at a very familiar face that was smiling and a very familiar voice that seems to call out "brother".

And finally he blacked out.

But not before uttering the word that everybody says when they screw up somehow.
"Shit"