Chapter 438 God Must Be the Devil Incarnate
“Crackle!”
The raindrops as big as beans fell on the ground with a loud noise. Han Zhiyuan stretched out her other hand in panic, but she stretched it towards Zheng Xiuheng and placed it on his head as if she wanted to shield him from the rain.
Zheng Xiuheng, who hadn't taken a few steps, stopped in his tracks and stared blankly at Han Zhiyuan, who looked anxious and worried, and stretched out her arms to block her head. For some reason...
"Why do you always make people feel so warm?"
"ah?"
Han Zhiyuan didn't understand what this meant because Zheng Xiuheng spoke in Chinese, but the two of them stood at the bottom of the stairs, and the heavy rain kept falling on them, and they were soaked in just a few moments.
"Oppa, is there anything you can tell me? It's really worrying that Oppa is like this!" Han Zhiyuan said anxiously. She could hardly open her eyes because of the rain sliding down her head. But now she was very sure that Oppa Zheng Xiuheng must be unhappy about something.
Zheng Xiuheng is willing to acknowledge Han Zhiyuan as his sister, not just because he wants to help. If that were the case, there would be no need for Zheng Xiuheng to get so close to her.
Zheng Xiuheng admired Han Zhiyuan from the first time they met. There was no special meaning, he just admired her simply. He felt that this girl who supported him the first time they met was indeed warm and approachable.
Although a lot of things happened later and there were times of cold war, but most of the time, Han Zhiyuan's concern was always so timely, yet so cautious and shy.
So apart from feeling sorry for her and wanting to help her, Zheng Xiuheng really recognized this girl, so he said he recognized her as his sister.
Because Zheng Xiuheng also wanted to have a sister like this. Although Princess Crystal also cared about her brother, that girl was still just a child. Rather than giving warmth, she wanted more of her brother's care and love.
And Zheng Xiuheng... Actually it's the same. For someone with Zheng Xiuheng's background, it is absolutely impossible for him to like to be alone all his life.
So Zheng Xiuheng likes a sister like Han Zhiyuan very much, and also hopes to have one...so, he recognized this sister.
“Ouch!”
After being drenched in rain for so long, the little fox finally woke up, and started dancing and tickling Zheng Xiuheng.
Zheng Xiuheng looked at Han Zhiyuan seriously, then reached out and pulled down her little hand that was blocking her head, and then took off the black-framed glasses he had been wearing for a long time.
“Bang!”
He clenched his right hand tightly and let go of Han Zhiyuan with his left hand. Zheng Xiuheng swung his arms violently, threw the thing in his hand out, and shouted again.
"ah!"
Zheng Xiuheng finally realized that he had really wasted a lot of time, wasted a lot of time that could have been spent with his family, living together, working together, enjoying happiness together, and sharing pain together.
I hate that kind of disguise, I hate those glasses, I hate, I hate...
When Sanlong Cave collapsed, Zheng Xiuheng's first choice was to live a simple and ordinary life. He was even willing to give up music to repay his debt to Li Xiaole.
The warmth of standing in the sun can be enjoyed without any disguise or conditions.
It took , but in the end it all came to nothing for one simple reason.
In Lee Jae-won's own words, wearing glasses made him look more elegant and more suited to the image of a businessman. Zheng Xiuheng finally understood that his transformation had begun that day. From that day on, his true self disappeared, not hidden, but stifled.
Gradually, I changed, a change from the bottom of my heart, an irreversible change, just like growing up and maturing is an inevitable fact for children.
"It turns out... I'm not strong at all!"
Zheng Xiuheng grabbed his hair, lowered his head, and thought painfully that in the past he had thought about killing people, about ending it all, about destroying himself together with the enemies in his mind...
"It turns out that my emotions are so easily broken!"
"ah!"
Zheng Xiuheng ran forward yelling. At this moment, he felt pain, fear, terror, and even anger, because Han Zhiyuan who suddenly came to the company made his heart... more inclined to the decision that he was unwilling to make.
When Zheng Xiuheng thought about the possible consequences, his emotions got out of control.
"Oppa!"
"call!"
Han Zhiyuan ran to Zheng Xiuheng in panic, shouting in an excited voice, but at this time, she had no idea what to say.
Zheng Xiuheng was gasping for breath. Although he had no physical problems, he somehow felt like he was suffocating and couldn't breathe.
“Hoo, hoo, hoo!”
"Oppa, is it because of Zhixiang? Is it because of Zhixiang? If it is true, it doesn't matter. Oppa has done a lot for us. From now on, even if we do nothing, it doesn't matter. We will never forget Oppa's kindness. We really won't. Oppa, don't scare me!"
Han Zhiyuan grabbed Zheng Xiuheng's clothes and cried. She really didn't know what was going on, but all the changes started after that little fox got down from Zhixiang's bed. And Zheng Xiuheng's last question on the radio today seemed to be talking about them. At least Han Zhiyuan was more inclined to this in her heart.
Although she was not sure, Han Zhiyuan still called out according to her inner thoughts, because Zheng Xiuheng now was completely different from the confident, tall, strong, and slightly dictatorial man she knew. At this moment, he looked like her 23-year-old self, as young as herself, as confused as herself, and as fragile as herself.
“Hoo! Hoo!”
Zheng Xiuheng's breathing gradually calmed down. Looking at the crying face of the girl in front of him, Zheng Xiuheng didn't know whether she was really crying or not, because the rain kept sliding down her cheeks, and he couldn't see the tears falling at all. But the little hand pulling his clothes and the worried eyes conveyed her anxious mood.
Zheng Xiuheng slowly lowered his hands that were grabbing his hair, and under Han Zhiyuan's gaze, Zheng Xiuheng suddenly smiled, an incomparably brilliant smile. Even though he looked a little disheveled in the heavy rain, it couldn't hide that sunny smile.
"I'll take you home!"
Zheng Xiuheng took Han Zhiyuan's hand and walked towards the parking lot, looking like they had walked out of the chaos.
But Han Zhiyuan could still feel that bright smile made her heart tremble, and she could even feel a hint of pain and depression.
"Oppa!"
“Ji-won!”
"Um!"
"Do you believe that there are gods, demons, and monsters in this world?"
"Ah! I, I..." Han Zhiyuan never expected Zheng Xiuheng to ask this, but seeing Zheng Xiuheng's serious look, she suddenly became a little panicked.
Zheng Xiuheng had already come to his car. After opening the door, he saw that Han Zhiyuan hadn't answered yet, so he smiled and said, "When I was a child, I often went to church with my mother, and I also believed in the merciful and omnipotent God. But when I found out that the so-called God didn't protect ordinary people, I knew that there was no God in this world. If there must be one, then God must be the incarnation of the devil, to deceive the world and make them believe in it without giving anything in return!"
"So now I still don't believe them, but I believe there must be monsters in this world. Well... probably!"
"I don't know what I'm saying anymore. In fact, it doesn't matter whether these things exist or not. Compared to all this, I think I seem to believe in... fate!"
Han Zhiyuan asked: "Destiny?"
Zheng Xiuheng pushed Han Zhiyuan to the passenger seat and then got into the car himself, with his hands on the steering wheel, Zheng Xiuheng looked ahead calmly.
"Oppa, shouldn't destiny... be in our own hands?" Han Zhiyuan tried hard to say something, but she has always been tongue-tied when it comes to such things, unlike Zheng Xiuheng who can brag.
Zheng Xiuheng slowly started the car and replied calmly, "Maybe. I also believe that destiny can be held in one's own hands. But when you hold a bunch of fate in your hands, you will find that there is not just one fate. One so-called destinies follows another. This is really... terrible!"
"boom!"
The car sped away and soon drove onto the empty Seoul highway.
"Go home and take a good shower first. I'll be at the hospital soon. You can come back tomorrow morning!"
"Oppa!"
"It's okay, I'm fine now!"
Looking at Zheng Xiuheng who was smiling, Han Zhiyuan thought worriedly: "Is he really okay?"
At nine o'clock in the morning, the autumn rain that had lasted for most of the night stopped at seven in the morning. MBC had already planned to reschedule the filming of the decathlon, but after communicating with the staff of the stadium, they got the answer that they could fully open the drainage system and clean the venue by manpower. Of course, these additional costs would have to be paid by MBC itself.
Similarly, even if MBC does not shoot today, it cannot refund all the rental fees of the venue. Therefore, after discussion, the production team of "Infinite Challenge" decided to continue. Some preparations began at 8 am, and the sports meeting officially started at 3 pm.
Inside Seoul General Hospital .
Zheng Xiuheng, wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, was sitting on a chair in the ward eating breakfast. But perhaps he felt uncomfortable with Han Jiaren's gaze, so he turned his head and asked, "Jiaren, what are you looking at? It feels weird that you keep looking at me like this!"
Han Ga-in, with her hair tied up, wore a very simple T-shirt and jacket. Although she looked very ordinary, she also revealed the graceful temperament of a homely woman.
Just staring at Zheng Xiuheng blankly, Han Jiaren finally couldn't help asking: "Did something happen? How did you become...how did you become like a sunny boy?"
