Dealing with Tigers

After bathing and lying in bed, the man in sunglasses called a doctor to check on me. There was nothing wrong, I just had no expression. I was quite familiar with this version of myself, having lived like this for over a decade.

The next morning, or rather at 4 AM, I found a visitor who had arrived before me in the car — Han Wei. We looked at each other in surprise; I was wearing his boss’s bathrobe, and he had actually taken off his sunglasses, though his face was now softer.

After the initial surprise, we fell silent, each lost in our thoughts, watching the person on the bed. The man in sunglasses, having been frightened by me the previous night, granted almost all my requests. At 6 AM, he brought breakfast, unexpectedly, two servings.

Han Wei and I, now with his sunglasses back on, ate breakfast on the grass outside the car, continuing our silence. I sensed that Han Wei had something to say but was cool enough to keep quiet. We waited like this until the sun grew fierce, and I couldn’t take it anymore.

“I didn’t expect you’d come.”

“Nor did I expect you to still be here,” he said in a warm tone, the first time I heard him speak. “Thank you for visiting Ke Xun.” He looked at me, perhaps smiling slightly, because his face twitched awkwardly before he looked away.

“I’ve only admired five people in my life, and three of them are from the Li family.” I remembered Ke Xun mentioning his two brothers were dead. What were the three brothers fighting to the death for?

Han Wei was surprised at my ignorance but refused to tell me the inside story, saying, “Li Ke Xun doesn’t want you to know for his own reasons,” before he left.

At that moment, the man in sunglasses approached, “Miss, it’s time for your medication.”

“Hey, why are you smiling? Are you feeling better?” I giggled.

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