"Yes, Young Master. We should get the result soon."
Nan Luo nodded. He looked at the cloth that he used to wipe Nan Hua's blood just now as he gritted his teeth. "How many times?"
"Young Master?"
"How many times would one need to be in pain for them to be oblivious of it?" Nan Luo asked in a low tone. Even now, he still couldn't fight properly when he was in pain. Yet, Nan Hua showed nothing in her expression and not only that, she was still acting as if she could use her hand properly.
Her grip was only to cover up the blood that was oozing out to make sure the assassin didn't notice it.
He did feel pain when Nan Hua was wounded, but he didn't sense anything this time. It was a strange quirk that he sometimes experienced because he was Nan Hua's twin. But lately, he felt that the connection between him and Nan Hua was getting further and further.
Even now… he couldn't sense anything on her.
Hou Lin was silent for some time. "I don't know, Young Master. However, it has to be done so many times."
Splash!
Punching his other hand to the bathtub, Nan Luo looked like he was ready to kill someone right now. He was in complete agony, regret, and desperation. "Just what did that b*stard Nan Shu Cheng did exactly?"
Crouching near the bathtub, Nan Luo cried silently. Both his mother and sister hide it from him in order to let him able to study properly and not treat the Nan Family Residence as hell. They covered everything completely. By the time he realized it, it was already too late.
His cheerful and bright sister had disappeared.
His kind and warm mother was gone.
His world fell apart.
If only he had realized it sooner, would he be able to do something? Most likely no, but Nan Luo still wanted to cling onto the small hope that he should have been able to do something.
To change the things that had happened, to protect the happy childhood he used to have. The time when he didn't have to care about anything.
Hou Lin didn't do anything as he watched Nan Luo cried. The twins looked like they were the closest but it was not the truth. They both were wielding pain that couldn't be described by other people.
One lost her emotion.
One was filled with regret and desperation for not being able to be there, for not realizing for so many years even though they were staying close to each other.
He couldn't do anything but watch and wait.
It was something the two of them had to resolve on their own.
…
"Miss, you're back." Xiao Yun smiled when he saw Nan Hua returned.
Nan Hua looked at Xiao Yun and nodded. She walked to her bed and sat down, her mind still thinking about the expression on Nan Luo's face. There was trace of anger, desperation, sadness, and.... remorse.
Why would her older twin brother felt remorse?
No matter what Nan Hua do, she couldn't remember anything that happened before she came over. Her first memory was at Long Family Residence and everything that occurred to Nan Hua was a mystery to her.
However, she could guess that something must have happened.
A normal girl who lived with her twin brother being so lively and pestering her like that shouldn't have turned into an icy cold girl. However, the original Nan Hua had always been very cold to the point that it could freeze people. She also didn't get close to anyone around her.
Why?
The novel never explained it.
Nan Hua lied down on her bed. Even if there was something that occurred to the original Nan Hua that required other people's apology… the one who should receive the apology was no longer here.
She and the original Nan Hua was different. No matter how much she had been trying to mimic the original Nan Hua, there still some things that she couldn't become the original Nan Hua completely. Eventually she turned to be herself.
The cold and indifferent assassin.
Peng!
Nan Hua felt dull pain in her heart and looked down. There was nothing here and she shouldn't have sensed anything. Was there anything that happen?
For a moment, Nan Luo's face floated in Nan Hua's mind.
She did hear that twins would have connection with each other. However, she never thought about it being true until now. It seemed that what had happened affected Nan Luo more than she thought.
The night passed without any other disturbance.
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