默读/Silent Reading 5

Like a poisonous plant, Fei Du had sunk his root system deep into the bottom his heart. The slightest breath of wind would tear at his flesh and blood.

Of all the deep negative feelings in the world, hatred for your own cowardice and powerlessness was always the most intense, the most bone-piercing. It was even often unendurable, making it necessary to find a way to turn it around and blame it on other people and things.

“So the one who came to find me just now must have been one of their people.”

Luo Wenzhou nearly shot up off the couch. “What?”

Fei Du was pondering his own matters and didn’t notice Luo Wenzhou’s expression. He said somewhat carelessly, “When I went out, I encountered a taxi driver who must have been waiting for me on purpose…uh…”

Luo Wenzhou grabbed his collar and inspected him from head to foot, finding that there wasn’t even a single thread out of place. As he sighed in relief, anger burned up from the arches of Luo Wenzhou’s feet to the top of his head. “I told you to be a little more careful, and you fucking treated it like the wind blowing past your ear! Fei Du, I’m telling you, if you…if…”