۵ devoted ۵ ~ yuwin ⊱ book three of the absence trilogy ⊰

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    "where do you think you're going?!" a man shouted from behind the Chinese boy, who was walking away from his only home.

    "away from your drunken ass!" the Chinese boy shouted back over his shoulder, not bothering to look back at his father.

    "and where will you go? you have no one except me now, sicheng!" the man shouted and smirked, watching the Chinese boy stop in his tracks before turning to him with his fists clenched.

    "I wonder why that is. would you care to explain why? or are you still holding on to your pitiful lie?" the Chinese boy said, keeping his expression blank as he spoke to his father.

    "you know it wasn't me that killed your mother, sicheng." the man said, now clenching his fists and trying to refrain from attacking his son right on the spot.

    "you can't lie to me. I was there. that's why you want me to stay. its because I know the truth about what you did to mom." the Chinese boy scoffed, knowing he was entering a danger zone by the enraged look on his father's face.

    "you'd better watch your words, boy. or else." the man threatened, pointing his finger in the direction of his once beloved son, causing him to smirk.

    "or what? you'll kill me?" the Chinese boy said, right before his father snapped and ran towards him, ready to strangle the boy.

    "or maybe you can take a step back before I contact the police." an unfamiliar voice said before stepping in front of the Chinese boy, stopping his father in his tracks.

    "you can try to stay away from here, but this is the only home you've ever known! you'll be back soon, and I will be here waiting!" the man said before he walked back into the Chinese boy's only home.

    "you should really contact the police about this issue. it would get worse if-" but the unfamiliar man was cut off by the Chinese boy punching him in the jaw, tears slowly beginning to fall from his cheeks from many different emotions.

    "do you see what you've done?!" the Chinese boy shouted at the stranger who was holding his jaw in agony.

    "uh, I saved your life! you would have died if I hadn't have done anything!" the stranger shouted back, the taste of blood lingering on his tongue as he glared at the sobbing Chinese boy.

    "that was the goddamn point!" the Chinese boy screamed before turning away front the stranger and walking quickly towards the edge of the bridge off the street in front of his home.

    "wait no!" the stranger said before darted towards the other boy's direction, grabbing his wrist to prevent him from going any further.

    "let me go! I have to see her again!" the boy screamed, trying to pry the stranger's grip on his wrist.

    "no! just stay here! stay with me! don't go to her!" the stranger had no idea what he was saying or why he was even trying to help the other, clearly he didn't want it.

    "why would I stay here with you? you don't even know me!" the boy shouted, attempting to rip the strangers fingers off his wrist before the other gently placed his hand on top of the one the Chinese boy was using to try and free himself from the grip of the other.

    "hello. my name is nakamoto yuta. and you are?" the stranger asked as he calmed the other boy down, who stared at him hesitantly.

    "sicheng. I am dong sicheng."