Chapter 134 - Memory Chips

The news of Sifeng nearly drowning, reached Master Zhang's ears. Of course it was Yushen who reported it.

"A-Feng! Go home quickly! This is my order! If you don't come back today, I will cut you off from the Zhang family's heir list. Mr. Zhang threatened from across the phone.

"Do that, Papa! Wasn't it from the beginning that papa didn't recognize me as part of the Zhang family, eum?" Sifeng spoke, challenging his father.

"If that's your decision, fine! If you don't come home today, I'll count the money you've spent as debt!! And again, pay your personal assistant's salary yourself. Otherwise, he will follow you for the rest of your life!"

After saying that, Mr. Zhang ended the call unilaterally.

"What?! Why does it all become debt, Papa? Papa! Don't hang up the phone yet!"

"Beep ... Beep ... Beep ...."

"Hash, dammit!! Old man Zhang really means what he says." Sifeng grumbled, annoyed.

Yushen held back his anger not to hit Sifeng because Sifeng had been disrespectful to their father.

"Sorry, Childe Zhang. I ask you to pay me today too. Mr. Zhang asked me to ask you for money as a salary once a week." Yushen said, putting on a pitiful face.

Sifeng looked at the man with the thin mustache for a moment. All this time, Sifeng had treated me Yushen as a maid. So, he felt guilty if he couldn't pay the man named Xiao Yushen.

However, Sifeng did not have the slightest money. If he used the money his father gave him, then it would count as the forest, said Mr. Zhang earlier.

Sifeng ruffled his hair, roughly. The only way to pay Xiao Yushen, and still be able to enjoy the Zhang family's wealth, was to return to China today. Just as Mr Zhang ordered earlier.

In fact, Sifeng has not managed to find his birth mother. However, that Master Zhang always forced his will on Sifeng.

"How about it, Childe Zhang? Can I just take my salary from this week's work?"

Yushen's words made Sifeng feel even more depressed.

Sifeng walked closer to the wardrobe, which was in this hotel room. Sifeng reached for the large suitcase that was on top of the cupboard. Sifeng packed his own clothes, without asking Yushen for help. Sifeng felt that he could not afford to pay Xiao Yushen.

"Quickly book a ticket to Beijing for the two of us. Today we are going home. After that, ask Old Master Zhang for your salary." Sifeng said as he folded his clothes and put them in the suitcase.

Yushen smirked without Sifeng knowing.

Sifeng was constantly exhaling roughly. He felt that he could do nothing without the Zhang family's help. Sifeng felt like contributing to the Zhang family, who had been taking care of him all this time.

***

Yushen and Sifeng were already in Beijing by now. Sifeng did not return to the Zhang residence immediately. Sifeng instead returned to his apartment.

However, Sifeng had already informed his father that Sifeng was already in Beijing. The news made Mr. Zhang a little relieved.

Just a moment ago, Sifeng told Yushen to find him some food. So, Sifeng was alone in this place.

In Sifeng's apartment, he saw a wooden box sitting on the nightstand. If Sifeng remembers correctly, the box was a gift from Xiao Yushen, the man who was Sifeng's current personal assistant.

Sifeng grabbed the box and re-opened the box made of wood, the one his personal assistant had given him the first time they met at the hospital.

It turned out that the contents of the box were a mask made of glass. Sifeng took the glass mask, and idly put it on while closing his eyes.

"What does the world look like when you wear this glass mask, A-Feng?"

There was a blurry picture and someone said those words.

Sifeng's eyes immediately widened. What was that? Sifeng seemed to see something while wearing the glass mask. The events and the voices seemed so real to Sifeng.

Sifeng shuddered and thought it was a glass mask with an evil spirit on it. He put the glass mask back into the wooden box, as before.

Yushen suddenly entered Sifeng's room, without knocking on the door first. This had become a habit for Yushen.

"Here's your food order, Childe Zhang!" said Yushen as he opened the door.

Sifeng was so shocked by Yushen's sudden appearance, it made Sifeng almost drop the box containing the glass mask earlier.

"Haiya!! How dare you enter my room, huh?! Can't you knock on the door first, huh?!" Sifeng snapped at his personal assistant.

"I'm sorry, Childe Zhang!" Yushen bowed and was about to leave.

"Wait! What do you mean give me a glass mask like this, heh?" Sifeng asked as he lifted the wooden box containing the glass mask.

Yushen turned and smiled at his master.

"That thing is a glass mask by Ryuu Sensei, a famous artist from Japan. It means 'what is the world like in the eyes of the wearer, can we see the world with wear that mask?'. That means we want to see the faces of the people we care about," said Yushen, at length.

Sifeng smiled lopsidedly, disdainfully.

"Puih! Disgusting! Then, what do you mean by giving something like this to me, huh? I'm sure you really want to give this thing to someone, right?" Sifeng guessed.

'You're right, A-Feng. I wanted to give the glass mask to Xiao Shu, but she has chosen her own path in life. She chose King Glen over me. So, I'll just give it to you,' said Yushen, in his heart.

"Why keep quiet, heum? It's for your girlfriend, right?" Sifeng's guess.

"Hahaha, no, Childe Zhang. I bought a glass mask especially for you, when I went to Japan a few weeks ago." Yushen spoke, but he didn't realize that he had made a mistake.

Sifeng stared intently at Yushen. He grew suspicious of Yushen because of Yushen's words earlier.

Oops! Yushen slipped and immediately covered his mouth. He was silent, it seemed he had misunderstood earlier.

Sifeng looked suspiciously at Yushen. Well, Sifeng seems to have remembered something a bit at this point. Sifeng took back the glass mask and was about to throw it at the wall, but he didn't want to.

"I feel like I've broken something like this before," Sifeng muttered, looking at the glass mask.

'It's been 3 times you broke the same thing, Idiot! Don't you know, I have to beg Ryuu Sensei to make a glass mask like that again?!' Yushen thought, annoyed. This is because it is very rare in this world.

Sifeng didn't understand what was bothering him recently. Sifeng has been experiencing anxiety for no reason since he woke up from a coma. Sifeng felt like he was being toyed with by his own family.

And his personal assistant's statement earlier, made Sifeng even more confused. He said, Yushen had never come to Japan before, then how did Yushen know Ryuu Sensei? Sifeng thought, confused.

Sifeng looked back at Yushen, coldly. Sifeng tilted his head, looking more intensely at the man with the thin mustache who was a few steps ahead of him. Sifeng felt familiar with the figure.

Several events suddenly flashed in Sifeng's memory at this time. Sifeng closed his eyes while massaging his temples. The memories overlapped, and made Sifeng's head spin.

Sifeng looked jolted and made his eyes immediately. It was as if he had just experienced an extreme event.

Sifeng walked to the table, Sifeng took the fruit knife that was in the fruit holder, which was on the small table near Sifeng's bed.

Sifeng gripped the knife tightly. Sifeng walked quietly. He walked closer towards Yushen

"Hey, I think I remember it now," Sifeng muttered.

Sifeng was now only a step away from Yushen. Sifeng played his knife right in front of Yushen's face. Yushen didn't know what his sister meant by doing that.

"You! You drowned me in the Sea of ​​Japan first, right? I'll think about forgiving, if you confess." Sifeng spoke, his gaze still cold and threatening.

Yushen was very confused about his younger brother's fluctuating attitude. Sometimes, Sifeng looked like someone else in Yushen's eyes.

Was the man standing in front of Yushen right now the real Sifeng? That's right, Yushen doesn't seem to know about his brother's past.

"Confess! You tried to kill me before, right?"

"What do you mean, Childe Zhang?" Yushen asked, stuttering.

Yushen felt a little scared when he looked into Sifeng's eyes at this time. Those black eyes emitted a sharp and murderous glare. Yushen felt intimidated by his brother's gaze.

Sifeng put the knife he previously held into Yushen's hand. Sifeng forced Yushen to hold the sharp knife.

Yushen, who knew nothing, was forced to accept the knife from his sister. Even though Yushen didn't understand why his brother gave Yushen a knife.

"Hold the knife, Master Xiao Yushen! I'm giving you another chance to kill me. Hurry up!!" Sifeng's orders.

To be continued .....