Rebirth of Chen An

After leaving the restaurant in which there were carnal performances specially for the rich, Chen An came to the hotel’s air garden and ordered a cup of coffee to sit alone in the soft moonlight and enjoyed the sea view.

With a little salty sea breeze gently blowing over and stroking the hair above the forehead, Chen An handily tided up his hair. When his eyes were blurred, it seemed that other senses became more sensitive. He simply closed his eyes and listened quietly to the sound of the night breeze embracing the waves.

But in this pure natural sounds, there were some harsh arguments. Chen An opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the entrance to the garden cafe. In a blurred vision, he could only see a few bodyguards seeming to be arguing with people. A man in trench coat was striding in his direction, that was Lu Feng.

The sea breeze hurled up the man’s trench coat. Even if he could only see it vaguely, Chen An knew how handsome Lu Feng was when he came to him.

From childhood to adulthood, Lu Feng had attracted countless women and even men’s eyes with his handsome appearance, cool temperament and young but steady face.

He had never understood why Lu Feng never looked for a woman. He thought Lu Feng had seen too much of the cold world thus he didn’t believe in love, or had some problems in delivering certain performances. Who knew that Lu Feng had turned his mind to him. What a shame that he was once worried about finding a doctor for Lu Feng before.

“Do I really look like him?” Chen An tapped lightly on the table to signal Lu Feng to sit down. He leaned back on the back of the chair, raised his jaw slightly with his legs overlapping, and gazed quietly at the man who had come in front of him.

“You are not qualified to talk about him.”

The voice was even colder than the cold night wind. Chen An suddenly wanted to laugh. ‘This is Lu Feng’s attitude towards other people, cold and cruel.’

“I bet I really look alike him, or you won’t come to me intentionally, to have a close look, and then make sure I’m not disguised?” Chen An could not see clearly the expression of the man sitting opposite him, but he could feel a cold breath emanating from Lu Feng’s body.

“Let’s talk about you want to die in which way.”

This threat would work on anyone but Chen An, not at all.

“I am not afraid of dying.” Chen An laughed like a self-mockery. He took a mouthful of bitter black coffee and stood up slowly. He looked down with half-squint eyes from a height at Lu Feng, this man who had been raised for more than ten years by him, and was as well brought up as his brother or child.

After a slight glance, he turned and he boldly presented his back to Lu Feng. As he walked up to the balcony, he said, “You can shoot at my temple, or at my heart. If you don’t feel relieved of hatred, how about throwing me down from the building?”

Chen An stood on the balcony, beneath him was the sea rolling with waves. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He opened his hands and embraced the night and the sea breeze. He murmured, “Like a broken kite, it was blown far away, and then it fell apart like a broken doll...”

“Enough!”

With a burst of roar, Chen An was suddenly overturned by the man behind him and pressed hard on the balcony railings. Lu Feng pinched his neck with one hand and a cold face.

For a moment, it was hard to breathe. Chen An grinned. He looked down. There was nothing but endless darkness. He narrowed his eyes and tried to see the expression on Lu Feng’s face more clearly. His lips opened slightly and he made a difficult noise: “Kill me, as long as you push hard, I will fall down and be swallowed by the sea...”

The hand stuck in the man's neck tightened slightly. Chen An could not speak. The hands hanging on both sides of his body were gently grasped and loosened. Chen An just looked at Lu Feng.

Clearly, the vision was blurred, but for a moment every minute expression on Lu Feng’s face was captured in his eyes: struggle, contradiction, pain and grief that showed more suffering than death.

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Lu Feng’s expression on the verge of collapse made Chen An’s chest ache slightly. That was what he wanted. He wanted to see this traitor lead a painful life like death. He wanted to follow him to die. He knew that this was his punishment to spend the rest of his life miserably in guilt and endless regret.

It was more and more difficult to breathe, but Chen An curled up the corners of his mouth and laughed.

This sarcastic, cold and even cruel laugh suddenly let Lu Feng unclasp his hand and stare at Chen An like a ghost, who was coughing fiercely because of this sudden loose of hold.

Unbelievable, surprised, doubtful and with some strong but unbelievable expectation, all these complex expressions were all seen through by Chen An.

“Why did you suddenly let go of me?" Chen An breathed heavily and sat down slowly, leaning against the balcony, stretching his sore neck gently.

Lu Feng looked at him and said, “Who are you?”

Who was I? That’s a good question.

Chen An looked over Lu Feng to a blurred but conspicuous blonde figure not far away and grinned. “I'm Ivanov’s man.”

...

The angry Bear punched in the face of Lu Feng. Ivanov strode up and picked up Chen An who had fallen to the ground, leaving a sneer as he passed Lu Feng: “He’s mine, not your Chen Chang’an!”

Chen An slowly closed his eyes. After calming down, he suddenly found that every time he met Lu Feng, he couldn’t control his mood.

“Call the doctor.”

Ivanov laid Chen An gently on the bed. He carefully checked the bruise on Chen An’s neck. His eyes glimmered with cold light, but he said quietly, “Honey, it’s all right.”

“I want to take a bath.” Chen An sat up from bed. He was not so weak.

Ivanov soon arranged hot water for Chen An. Although Ivanov wanted to stay, he was immediately refused by Chen An for the reason of “wanting to be quiet alone”.

“Honey, I’ll be just in my room. Call me if there is anything, okay?” Outside the door came Ivanov’s voice.

He was no longer a little child. Chen An, soaking in the bathtub, took hot water and sprinkled it on his sore neck. He suddenly laughed when he remembered what had just happened on the balcony. He hoped that Lu Feng could have strangled him to death.

Leaning comfortably in the bathtub, Chen An took the remote control and turned on the TV in the bathroom. He put on his glasses matched for him by Ivanov.

The blurred world finally became clear. Chen An complained secretly that he had not gone to school, so how did his eyes become myopic?

There was a show being broadcast live on TV in the restaurant, which was only available in a few special rooms. When Chen An saw the scene of people being SMed on the stage, he almost thought his eyes were dazzled.

“Vulgar.” When the camera drew closer and he saw the image of a man being SMed, Chen Ann could not help scolding in his heart. He could guess with his toes that it was Ivanov’s ‘gift’ to Lu Feng.

A cheap cosmetic product, deliberately resembling him in the past, was designed to provoke Lu Feng?

Looking at this man who was somewhat similar to himself in the past, being ‘SMed’ and pretending to shout, Chen An’s previous heavy mood immediately dissipated completely. He really had enough of Ivanov’s childish character.

“I’ll do whatever you don’t like. I can’t kill you, but you can’t kill me, either.”

This was probably the true thoughts of Ivanov. He was a hateful bear, but Lu Feng could do nothing to him.

Ivanov knew clearly what the weakness of Lu Feng was, but Lu Feng did not know the weakness of Ivanov. At least at present, it seemed that Ivanov did not have any weakness.

“How dare you to pull up pranks on me? I can’t stand it if I don’t let you pay for it.” Chen An tuned the TV to the movie channel, intentionally amplified the sound, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Chen An made a call and said, “Chen Yang, have you received it?”

“Yes, uncle.”

“Then I’ll leave it to you. I’ll contact you tomorrow if there’s anything else.”

“Uncle... Are you all right over there?”

Just when Chen An was about to hang up his mobile phone, Chen Yang’s worried voice came from the other end of the phone. Chen An smiled slightly: “What problem would I possibly have? Don’t underestimate me.”

After hesitation, Chen An suddenly asked, “Chen Yang, do you believe me?”

“Of course, I believe you. You are my uncle, my relatives. Of course I believe you, so uncle, you must not have any problem, and compared with money, you are more important in my heart.”

Family members?

Chen An smiled warmly and said, “I see. You have to take good care of yourself outside. Bye.”

Putting the mobile phone aside, Chen An closed his eyes and leaned against the bathtub, allowing himself to relax in hot water. Chen Yang had a girlfriend before, how could he have special feelings for his family?

People could not be once bitten, twice shy.