Fake

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"Who are you?" The man asked and I shut my eyes to calm myself "Who are you?"

"Hey! I asked you first! How did you get in? Did I forget to lock the door?" The man said as he stumbled to the kitchen, grabbed the cup from a cupboard and poured water.

I was amazed by how he knew where the things were. Maybe... Impossible. "This is my house. Who are you?" I asked.

He sighed then got a pot out and grabbed two packets of instant noodle and two eggs. He held it up and waved it at me.

"I'll make you breakfast and if you really have no place to go, I can let you stay. But you need to tell me who you are so I know that you aren't a criminal or something"

He then chopped up some spring onion and boiled the water. I stood up and went over to the kitchen island. "Hey, get out"

He frowned at me and used the back of the chopstick to hit my head. He dared to hit my head! With a chopstick!

"Hey, I let you stay here for free and cook a meal for you so why are you asking me to get out? Are you trying to rob my home?"

I closed my eyes and held in my anger as I went to the couch. I picked up my phone and messaged the owner, Mr Wen.

"Why is there someone who came in claiming to be the owner of this house?"

A message came in: "Mr Wang, please forgive this old man, I forgot to tell Xiao Zhan that I have a new tenant moving in. His parents passed away when he was 3 and he had to live on the streets since then.

Zhan Zhan has an adopted family but he refused to take their money and live off them so I rented my empty house to him at a cheaper price.

You must be mad but please treat him nicely, since he is a nice and kind boy. I'll tell him to move out too. Thank you"

I felt a little bad knowing his parents passed away so early and he had to live on the streets. But I scoffed.

It is definitely impossible that he would reject their money. Besides, he gets such a big house. This is more profitable!

This man must be good at talking, planning and scheming. I have to beware of him. Just then, he tapped my shoulder.

"Hey, I made the noodles. Come and eat" He said and I couldn't help but find his voice soft and nice. I mean... sigh.

I walked over and well, last night since I left I didn't get to eat dinner. I was feeling hungry and this smells... good.

I couldn't help but reached my hand forward and brought the noodles up when the man held my wrist and said "Wait!"

See? Is he going to ask for payment now? He chuckled "Are you that hungry? Or does my food smell too good?"

I put down the chopsticks. Such arrogance. I don't want to eat it anymore. He chuckled at me again. What's so funny?

Then I saw him picking up my chopstick and spoon and pulling up the noodles, then putting it back and doing it repeatedly.

"It's too hot. You'll burn your tongue if you eat it straight away! Haven't you had instant noodles before?" He chuckled.

I frowned. I indeed haven't when there was no need to. But whatever he is doing to cool down the noodles makes the smell spread and makes me hungrier.

He finally puts it down. "There, you can eat now. But be careful. The soup might be too hot" He then started doing the same for his noodles.

I couldn't help but stare at him for a little, then I snapped out of it. Another one of his schemes... But I was too hungry.

I took a bite and... wow! This is how instant noodles taste like? It's good! It's so good though it might be a little too salty.

I drank a mouth of the soup and wow. It was a little too hot but it tastes nice. He giggled and I looked up at the nice melody.

He grabbed a tissue and folded it, then wiped my mouth. I widened my eyes in shock. No one had ever done this to me... For me... Not even the nanny.

Ah... another one of his schemes? I frowned at him then returned to finishing the bowl of noodles. He smiled a cute bunny smile while eating "You look cute when eating"

I looked up with a frown. He is the cute one. I mean, annoying. Another one of his schemes. Why does he have so many patterns up his sleeves?

I waited till he finished his food then stood up and cleared my throat. "Move out by today. If you don't believe that I'm the new tenant, ask the owner."

I then went to my room and shut the door. Yea, I did what everyone would do. But why does my heart feel a little uncomfortable?

Suddenly my phone rang. I frowned at the unknown number but picked up. "Hi, is this Mr Wang Yibo?"

"Mn" I replied and he sighed "Great. This is Wang ZhuoCheng, I'm a detective and your brother, Wang Hai Kuan's colleague.

Are you free to come down to this place? Your brother... had a car accident and we last traced his car to this place."

I froze. So that's the reason why my heart felt uncomfortable. I immediately grabbed my jacket and keys for my bike.

On my way out, the man stopped me "Hey, listen..." but I was in no mood. "Get out by the time I come back"

I immediately headed to the garage and got on my new bike. I haven't even had the chance to admire it and zoomed off. My brother is the most important one for me.

Reaching there, it was a river side. The bridge above had part of the railings chipped off and I could already guess that's where the car crashed from.

At the side was my brother's totally wrecked car. One of the man saw me and walked over. He gave a smile but I could see his red eyes. Did he cry?

"Hi, you must be Yibo. Kuan Ge did tell me a lot about you... The body... The estimated death is about 1am and... we only discovered it this afternoon so the body has already been..."

I understood what he was saying. The body stayed in the river for almost 12 hours and those fishes and whatever in there must have...

I saw him trying to control his tears then I frowned "He dropped me off at 11pm. He should have been home by 11.30."

He nodded "We tracked his car. He reached back home and after a while he left. His car was traced to many spots and finally stopped at this one.

You know, he called me last night. And he was so happy he got to tell you about him being a detective...

And I suspect he quarelled with your parents before leaving and you know your father. I'm afraid if he found out about your brother being a detective, this would not be an accident"

I understood what he means. The chances of my father getting rid of my brother is very high. But would he really?