Guide to Raising a Supporting Male Lead - Chapter 131 - I’m Here (3)

Chapter 131: I’m Here (3)

Lin Xinyu’s body went stiff and the comb in his hand fell to the ground, making a slight noise, which sounded extremely harsh in the silent night.

Lin Xin frowned. Lin Xinyu hurriedly bent down to grope for the comb in the dark and held it tightly for fear that it might wake her up. After waiting for a long time, he was sure that he would not make any more noise, and gently loosened his hand. He put the comb in his pocket, fearing that it would slip again and slowly approached the nightstand. Taking it out, he put the comb back on the nightstand. Still afraid of turning and bumping into it, he took the comb down and put it on the floor. Still uneasy, he kicked it and did not feel relieved until he got it under the bed.

Seeing Lin Xin peacefully asleep, he squatted at the head of the bed and stared at her. He had seen her sleeping face many times, but it was the first time he saw it up close like this. The bridge of her nose was tall but small, her eyelashes long and thick, and mouth like a doll’s.

She left, sacrificed her life for him, and even gave him her heart at the last minute.

For ten years he woke up every morning asking himself the same question: why am I still alive? His greatest wish was that one day a flowerpot would drop and kill him, so he could go and see her without any guilt. Look, it’s not that I didn’t want to live, it’s just that I was out of luck. God took me in, so I came to see you, he would say.

Living was not what he wanted, it was God’s greatest punishment. When he saw Han Keman, who looked exactly like Lin Xin, he fell into delusion. She didn’t die, she just hid for ten years, grew up, grew taller. Suddenly one day she missed him, so she came to find him.

She said her name was not Lin Xin, she said she was not an orphan, she also said: I do not know you, I never had a brother.

She’s not her. She’s nothing like her. No matter how much a person changes, habits wouldn’t change. She didn’t like spring onions. Lin Xin could eat two bowls of rice with scallion.

In the end, he was too delusional. Every time he looked at Han Keman, he would think: if she were alive, she should be so big and so tall. She’d be prettier than her. It was such thoughts that brought his sad heart a smile. After all, he had not fallen for her face, he had fallen for her.

When he met Lin Xin a second time in the restaurant, her uncanny familiarity gave him an incredible idea. She was alive, albeit in a different body. Hope rekindled. He began to test her little by little so that she wouldn’t discover he’d recognized her.

He began by taking Han Keman and Wu Anan with him. When he received a call from his informant, he confirmed that she was her. What a wonderful thing! If they hadn’t been through so much before, he wouldn’t have believed that her soul was still in the world.

No one knew how happy he was. He could not help wanting to see her, but dared not, lest she knew he recognized her and would never see him again. But he couldn’t help moving next door, installing hidden cameras in her house, following her, and using tricks to get Wang Changding to break up with her. He wished he could kill Lin Shuhao, who took his place. He thought he was doing a good job, but she found out.

Why can’t she be stupid? Like a normal person, not knowing anything.

Lin Xinyu looked at Lin Xin’s sleeping face and couldn’t help kissing her gently on her forehead.

Lin Xin had a dream in which she’d returned to the orphanage. They were reading in the library. She slept soundly. Lin Xinyu blew mischievously on her face, itching to death.

“Xiaoyu, come on, let me sleep.” She murmured.

Lin Xinyu was so sad that he couldn’t help crying. He went a little farther from her, squatting in the corner and looking at Lin Xin, not letting his crying be known. Before he’d met Lin Xin, when he was afraid of the dean, he’d often hide in the corner and cry silently like this. How many times had he cried to sleep, hoping the world would change once he woke up. However, upon waking up, he would find the world hadn’t changed even a bit.

This time he did not sleep, for if he woke up and found out this was all but a dream, what would he do?

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