Han Dishan didn't know when he had fallen into a deep sleep. All he knew was that when he woke up, the sky was already dark and Song Yan was putting down a low table of food on the floor. Han Dishan slowly sat upright glanced at the table with no interest.
" Young master, you're up." Song Yan stated with a calm smile.
" Please enjoy." As soon as he said this ,he suddenly noticed the frown on Han Dishan's face and felt quite suprised. This wasn't the Dishan he knew. The one he knew tried his best to please people,so some reactions were particularly never on his face when he was around people.
" I'm not eating." Han Dishan stated lying back on his mat.
"..."
Song Yan stared at him in daze.
" Ah... Young..." He stopped halfway as his young master had already started snorting.
' One second and you're asleep. Funny.'
Song Yan was no pushover, if someone had said no then it was a no, if yes then yes. Simply, he stood up without any words and took the meal out with himself. He wasn't paid to serve food to his young master anyways.
The next morning,Han Dishan was awaken by the sun rays penetrating through that so called window.
' Shitty young masters really live in shitty houses. Now I got sun rays for alarm! Mo Chen you idiot.' he bitterly thought and then went on to sitting upright, made a cross sign and went on with a short prayer..
"May God prevent me from meeting with dumbasses, I don't want to kill ." That was his morning prayer.
It was only after several minutes that Song Yan entered the room with nothing.
" No break fast??" Han Dishan murmured staring at Song Yan's hands.
" Young master." Song Yan cupped his hands as he greeted. This' young master' word only gave a headache to Han Dishan. It was more like mocking him.
' Young master please sleep on a mat, the bed isn't comfortable. Young master your room can't have all required materials because you're a young master. Young master your room should be of a size of a fish's brain, big things are too suffocating. Young master you can't eat breakfast, it can make you overweight.'
Finally, able to talk, he asked," How can I help you?"
" Young master should write an apology letter." Song Yan stated with his head lowered. Han Dishan yawned lazily as he rubbed his stomach.
" Whatever,am I the only one who's hungry?" He asked with a small smile. Song Yan mentally sighed before replying.
" Yes you're."
"..."
" This servant shall serve you breakfast after you're done delivering the letter. Master is strict about the letter."
' I really want to see that heartless dumbass and turn him into....a piece of dog shit!' he nodded as he thought. Song Yan noticing the nod, rushed to the corner of the room, opened the wooden shelf placed there and took out a paper, brush and an ink stone.
' That was there?' Han Dishan wondered.
Song Yan looked at three elegant characters on the paper and then at his young master.
' SORRY.' Was what was written.
' My young master had really lost his mind.' he thought with pity. He cleared his throat before opening up.
" Young master, this is...."
" Apology letter. Here..." Han Dishan extended his hand to him so as to help him up. Song Yan obeyed. He ordered Song Yan to lead him to that ' master's' room. Han Dishan was aware of the fact that he wasn't liked here, so making people know, he had no memories would bring him no blessings but only increased curses.
The moment the doors of the ' Master's ' room were opened, Han Dishan was really amazed.
Not only was the room spacious, everything was elegant and elegantly arranged. The bed was king sized and looked incredibly comfortable.He spotted two figures that were sitting opposite each other sharing tea.
" Hehe, rich kids eat meat while we munch on bones." Han Dishan muttered.
He suddenly locked eyes with one of the figures, the 'saintess' sitting there. Those peach blossom dark eyes carried a flicker of innocence and hope. Putting his eyes off the lady became a challenge before he heard another voice.
"You doing what?" He smiled at the lady before finally giving his 'precious' time at the guy sitting opposite her. The moment he saw the face,the stupid smile on his face suddenly froze and his fist, immediately clenched.
' MO CHEN!' He murmured clenching his teeth. A burning fire of hatred and anger filled his heart that he was starting to suffocate.
" This fucker!!" He cursed.
Only his very last moment, he had hated this face and it's owner, after being killed by the same faced person, he was brought up in this world and then... That same face was there. His lips curled into a bitter smile. His eyes suddenly felt hot. He swallowed and looked blinked a couple of times before finally reminded himself that the one sitting there wasn't Mo Chen. Finally, he slowly stepped inside. Without tiring his brain to think too much,he gently placed the folded paper on the table.
" Apology letter your majesty." He provokingly stated and gave a simple bow before dramatically turning his head and body to leave the room .
That very moment, he felt himself lose whole control over his body, and he rushed to the guy's side and fell hard on his knees with a thud .
He was confused.
' Wait.. What just happened??.. This is.... WITCH CRAFT??!!! Ma, I'm dead. Wait, I can't die twice. Right??.... He is witch...nononono.. a wizard.. Yeah. Fuck. AHHHHHHHH MAMA GET ME OUT OF HERE!!'
The ' Mo Chen' faced guy calmly put the tea cup down and took the paper and carefully unfolded it. Han Dishan stared at the guy's face. The only difference between him and Mo Chen was the eye color. Where as Mo Chen eyes were brown,this guy's eyes were of the different color. The right one was green while the other was gray. His gray hair was cut short, messy but attractive,and his calmness and elegance made him even incredibly charming. Han Dishan only mentally criticized him.
' Ugh.... looks like someone who is going to die from poison. White hair like a ten thousand years old fox. Ha!! Ugly! Green and gray eyes, hmphf, totally perfect for a wizard.'
The ' Mo Chen' faced guy carefully put the paper down. Calmly, he asked,
" What's this?"
" Apology letter." Han Dishan blurted out carelessly. He then once again glanced at the ' saintess' with a smile. She didn't seem to care about the situation there. She only calmly took a sip on her tea. That look of innocence, purity really made Han Dishan feel to warm.As he was still mentally complimenting her, his hair was suddenly pulled up harshly and he was forced to raise his chin..He yelped as he quickly went on with grabbing the hand on his head intending to remove it from his head but only succeeded in failing to do so. He could only glare up at the guy grabbing his hair, his hands on his,secretly promising himself to kill the despicable being.
" This is not a letter." He said in a low calm voice.
" Then what is it?" Han Dishan asked in an even low calm voice. There was a hint of surprise in the 'Mo Chen' faced guy; although it disappeared as soon as it came, Han Dishan with his sharp eyes was able to spot it. In Han Dishan perspective The Mo Chen he knew was evil but good in hiding it. The guy here was evil but didn't seem like hiding it. He was proud. The proud guy let go of Han Dishan's hair. Han Dishan quickly arranged his hair. In his heart, he promised this guy to chope off that hand he used to grab his hair. He started planning everything and wasn't able to get the words exchanged between two beings sitting there. His chin was suddenly raised by the two smooth long fingers of the guy. Han Dishan glared at the fingers as if his eyes can make them explode anytime and then looked at the owner of the fingers. They both didn't said nothing. One was glaring another mocking yet indifferent. For some reasons,Han Dishan understood. He was going to go back in that prison.
Unconsciously,he cursed,"Bastard."
The guy only looked down on him saying nothing.
'' Guards." He called in a calm voice and then four guards immediately entered the room. Two held arms; other held legs, and then he was brought out of the room. Song Yan only sighed mentally seeing his young master carried out like that.
" HEY!!! SONG YAN!!!!" Han Dishan called him for absolute no reason. Song Yan didn't answer, inside he picked up his young master's shoes and followed behind. Coincidentally,Gisa maid was also roaming nearby. Seeing the scene, she shook her head and walked to them.She waved at Song Yan who only gave a simple nod as a reply and took steps closer to the guards.
" My greetings." She greeted casually.
" Greetings." They all replied.
" Hey, tell them to put me down." Han Dishan ordered her.
" Just enjoy it." Gisa stated calmly.
" Our young lady is right!" One of the guards approved.
" Fuck this damn world. I rather ,I just die." Han Dishan blurted out before closing his eyes in the guards arms, pretending to die.Gisa glanced at her fellow idiot and only sighed.