Light Tea, Sweet WineChapter 4

Translator: Eyljee

Editor: Alysia  hXFs m


The teenager clenched his fist and looked up at the great beauty.

“Okay.” In the end, it was the only word that came out.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

There was suddenly a new expectation amid the great beauty’s life.

The image of the thin adolescent lingered in his head. NcBdy

When he was at home, in the office, or even out walking down the highway. Whenever he saw cool gadgets, he would suddenly remember him.

I wonder what happened to that kid? Has the wound on his face already receded? 

Where does he live? 

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What kind of things would kids like?

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The child wiped his tears and sniveled, “Daddy has to help me out!”

“Okay, okay, Daddy will help you.”

The great beauty was standing at the entrance. As Mr. Chen approached him, he nodded and said hello. The child, holding his father’s hand, shouted, “Hello, uncle.”

He felt uneasy all over and decided to pose a potentially fatal question. K INsb

Mr. Chen, do you know how your other child is doing?

Did you know he has been badly beaten? 

His face had been ruined, and his entire back was covered with bruises.

Yet he swallowed his words and returned the salute respectfully. FCdd8G

Over the weekend, the teenager reappeared.

The great beauty was sleeping soundly when he was startled awake by the doorbell. When the doorbell rang a second time, he scrambled out of bed and hurried out, slipping on his slippers and smoothing his bed hair with his fingers.

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As he dashed to the stairs, he realized he was still in his pajamas and could only sigh, “Wait a minute while I change my clothes.

I’ll return to open the door.” 9eXykl

“Okay,” the teenager answered.

Hearing this voice, the great beauty came to a halt and went to open the door first, signaling to him.

“It’s you ah. Come in first.” The great beauty said, “Didn’t you want your father to find out?”

Once the door was opened, both parties looked at each other. 658oc3

The teenager did not expect to see him in his pajamas. His clothes weren’t tidy; the first button on his chest was loose, revealing a snippet of his chest that was incandescently pale.

For the first time, the great beauty saw his entire, undamaged face.

A face so beautiful and cold that it was slightly piercing.

The two men froze in unison for a few seconds. The teenager turned aside, his gaze averted from his chest. Instead, the great beauty walked in, took his hand in his, and dragged him through the entrance, then whispered sheepishly, “I’m going to put on some new clothes. Why did you show up so early? I wasn’t even prepared.” UezmIS

The teenager responded absentmindedly twice and sat down on the couch.

The fleck of the pale chest that he just caught sight of kept appearing in front of his eyes.

Unsullied and beautiful.

The teenager lowered his eyes and thought, unlike me. CUGJTO

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