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Love Late Vol. 1
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Chapter Four
No matter what it’s like, I still had to go to the office the next day.
With neither illness nor disaster, I had no excuse for not going. In regards to the repercussions of no sleep
overnight, it can be solved with two big cups of coffee and a tablet. As usual, I can still work to earn money and
live well.
Only my pale complexion, after many tries, couldn’t be solved. Getting through the whole night, I really
can’t be like when I was young and act as if nothing had happened. But I wouldn’t let myself appear down and
out.
It was nothing more than a falling out between the sheets. No big deal.
Ke Luo was nothing to me, only a bed companion. I didn’t feel wounded myself.
At this age, I should have long been immune to “infatuation.”
On a usual day of work, I actually didn’t feel sleepy. At noon, I had intended to lie down for a
while on the couch, but I couldn’t sleep.
The faint smell of leather made me somewhat nauseous. I turned over and gazed at the office
ceiling. In a distorted position, I
smoked a cigar. A vessel in the back of
my head began to throb with pain again for a period of time. This was a signal of my body raising protest.
At night, I had to take some medicine as well in order to sleep. During this time, I stopped buying food to
eat, not knowing if there were still leftovers in the drawers.
The phone suddenly rang. The
cigar, which I was holding unsteadily, almost fell.
I looked at it as it rang for a good while, not answering. I thought about it and then turned off the
sound. If I didn’t, I’d feel my heart
suffocate by merely listening.
After the other side hung up, I was still holding the cell phone with my
eyes fixed on the screen. Ten minutes
passed, and at long last, a received message notification popped up.
“I’m sorry.”
Ke Luo was apologizing to me. But
apart from such words, he had no other words to say to me. An entire night plus an entire morning, I had
been waiting for just this one line.
I sat up, leaned on the couch, and chose a posture to continue smoking
my cigar.
I didn’t know whether I should reply.
I had always been a clear-cut decisive person, yet now I hesitated.
If I forgive him and go look for him, then I would truly be cheap to a
great extent. But if I completely ignore
him, it would seem like…was I caring too much about him?
A real bed companion should only consider this as a small thing. He would chuckle, curse a few words, and then
continue to have sex, seeking pleasure.
We loved each other’s bodies anyway.
Only people who have had their hearts wounded would take troubles to
heart, as if the heart was pierced by a thorn, incapable of relief.
And I didn’t acknowledge it. I
wasn’t hurt. I was simply irritated
that’s all. I never did care for Ke Luo.
How could such a little brat, whose heart is filled with thoughts of
someone else, stir my heart?
I just liked his young body.
Other than that, he has nothing.
Each day forward, Ke Luo didn’t call over. And I was Hamlet for a number of days. There, for the sake of the question, “to
reply or not to reply,” I turned it over again and again. I smoked a lot, but from beginning to end, I
never did press that button.
Advancing and retreating was surprisingly so difficult.
Dragged through it for more than a week, suddenly there was no news from
Ke Luo. Every day, I stared at the cell
phone in front of me. With not much to
do, I felt empty all at once.
I smoked cigarettes while I cursed the motherfucker in my heart. And I thought, actually why bother? I was old enough to be his father. Why do I have to get upset over such a young
kid?
When I was his age, it was unlikely that I was that much sensible and
intelligent. I had done a lot of foolish
things. Putting myself in his shoes,
there wasn’t really any reason for me to bear a grudge against Ke Luo.
I should have a bit of tolerance. I didn’t mind going back and finding
him to teach him to be nicer next time.
We’re only having fun anyway; sleeping around to kill time.
I made up my mind, so I dressed casually elegant, charming and graceful. Then I went out to find Ke Luo.
It had only been two weeks since I’d been to Ke Luo’s apartment, but I
was rather timid as I stood outside the door.
I didn’t know where the nervousness came from. I coughed twice to clear my throat and fixed
my hair. With a natural and unaffected attitude, I lifted
my hand and rang the doorbell.
Yet, the door never opened before my eyes. The person inside seemed indifferent.
As I was in disbelief, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned my head and saw a plump white woman
walking over. She was fishing out her
key from her pocket as she greeted me with a smile. She was the landlord who lived just across
from here. I’d seen her once or twice
before. She had also given Ke Luo pies
and puddings she had made herself.
“Excuse me, where’s the boy who lives here? Has he gone out?”
She seemed surprised, “You don’t know?
Jack has already moved out.”
I was momentarily somewhat confounded.
After a short pause, I asked: “Do
you know where he moved to?”
“He was an exchange student. He
was supposed to stay until the end of the semester before returning to his
country. This time, it seems like he
went back before he notified his course withdrawal.”
“Oh…” I paused. I wanted to ask a few more questions, but I
was at a loss for words. “Thank you.”
I ran my hand through my hair, went downstairs, and sat in the car. Before starting the car, I smoked two
cigarettes.
Such a big thing and that kid didn’t say a word to me about it. Just sending a message to tell me is fine.
I knew he felt that it wasn’t necessary.
Besides owing me an apology, nothing else is of my concern.
All the better. It’s simpler this
way.
With the cigarette in my mouth, I cautiously drove on the road.
The night wind was strong, almost putting out my cigarette. I drove this kind of sports car
exasperatingly slow, without the slightest bit of the casual indifference I had come with. In its place, I was like a foolish idiot.
This city’s night scene is, without a doubt, gorgeous but very
boring. I couldn’t find a place to
go. I circled around several times and
smoked quite a few cigarettes. Then I
drove on my own accord to a nightclub.
The club was lively as usual. On
stage was the Go Go Boy Show. The
atmosphere was extremely fervent, almost overturning the rooftop with the
screaming. There were acquaintances
greeting me, inviting me a drink, and shouting in my ear that today’s boys were
great and to miss it would be pity.
Smiling, I took a seat. I looked
up at those swaying blond boys with captivating eyes. Their hands were ready for bills, but in my
eyes, what I saw wasn’t them working up their teasing actions.
Ke Luo’s nearly transparent skin, his dark eyes, fine black hair, the
curve of the corner of his mouth as he smiles; when kissing, the kind of
passion with focused devotion that deeply penetrated in. He can really act as a spoiled child, but can
be somewhat hardened and ice-cold. He
didn’t even say a goodbye to me.
I held out my hand and placed it on my fairly hot forehead.
***
Ke Luo’s phone
number was finally deleted from my cell phone.
It was already a disconnected number.
Those unreal sweet
days I had once gone through had thus completely ended without a single trace,
lasting for only the moment it took to blink.
Yet it seemed to be a very distant thing. I was forgetful, so I didn’t have any
so-called lingering feelings.
For the few months
after Ke Luo had left, my luck appeared to plummet all the way to the lowest
point.
Forget about not
making a comeback in affairs of the heart, I also lost repeatedly at
casinos. I had run off to Las Vegas to
gamble a few rounds. And each time, I
quickly and cleanly lost, not a single win.
I was so furious at losing the roulettes. In front of the slot machines, I pulled the
lever for half the day. Not even once
had I actually heard the clanking of coins.
To be able to
decline like how I was now hadn’t been easy.
It was only for fun anyway.
Wealth, this kind of stuff, if scattered, will come back. I didn’t care.
I played to my
heart’s content for several days, took all the valuables on me and threw them
away in Las Vegas. I lost to the extent
that I’d nearly shed my mortal body and exchanged my bones. I bravely returned to LA, intending to pick
myself up and properly work. But
unknowingly, the complete loss from unrestrained gambling was only the
beginning. Greater misfortune was
waiting for me.
It was at a crucial
point that I was fooled. I had gambled a
large amount of hard-earned savings to support the politician who fell from
power. In addition, several scandals
broke out, snatching any hope of climbing back up.
The path I had
painstakingly paved was gone. At this
moment, I finally came to realize that no matter how much intelligence and skill
I had, my true colors would be revealed as no more than a tiny lawyer, a small
shrimp with an insignificant role. A
minor playing card in someone’s hand that, when shown, was the first to be
shown and, in death, was the first to die.
This time, I lost
so much that I couldn’t compensate for the loss. These days became extremely difficult
overnight. At such times, I had
absolutely no need for sleep, because I simply couldn’t sleep.
I usually had quite
a few opponents and even more enemies.
Now I was only a drowning dog. The so-called friends by my side
seemed to have, one by one, disappeared from the face of the earth.
I realized at such
a time that adding hail to snow was frequent and that there was no coal being sent during the snow. I couldn’t
wag my tail and beg for pity, such a good for nothing action. I could only put on a bold face and request
for help from the few people who could.
At such a time, don’t even talk about dignity.
Not knowing if God
finally no longer wanted to sever me off, day after day as I was in torment, I
received a call back at last. Once I
heard the voice on the other end, I was so grateful that I was almost in tears.
“Lu Feng?” This was exactly like a strand of life-saving
straw that had floated by in the vast, boundless ocean.
The man on that
side laughed, “I’ve heard that you’ve seemed to have run into trouble.”
I also followed
with a laugh. Although I had already
suffered until I couldn’t anymore, the guy wasn’t a philanthropist. He was a businessman.
“If there’s any
inconvenience, I’ll help you take care of it.
But I happen to need an assistant who I can trust. Do you want to consider coming back?”
At that time when I
hadn’t yet wholeheartedly struggled in LA, I had been a subordinate for Lu
Feng. I practically watched his career
grow from a small shrimp to a big whale.
Later, I grew out
my own wings and gradually made a fresh start. I was intent on helping people in court, and
then my connection with him naturally faded.
I now threw myself
at his door once more. There was a taste
of starting over again.
Several years of hard
work had all gone up in smoke. Having to
face this fact, I was somewhat in despair.
But now, the me who had been stuck in the mud and was able to have
someone pull me out, giving me a place to shake clean, was already pretty good.
Empty-handed, I returned
to T city. It was better than gloomily
pining away my days at this time with my tail between my legs in LA.
“Thank you.”
That evening, I
began to set out, packing my things. In
fact, what I planned to take wasn’t much.
I was running away in defeat, not taking a trip. I just picked what are important to take.
As I rummaged
through the drawers, I found a photo from a brown paper bag. It was taken by Ke Luo. At that time, we were lying in bed
naked. After making love, we’d kiss on
and off. The brat suddenly fussed that
he wanted to take pictures. I couldn’t
dissuade him, so there was still such a Polaroid.
In the photo, Ke
Luo smiled brightly. The old man beside
him had hair in disarray and a stiff face, wanting to look the camera, but not
having the nerve to do it; looking very silly.
Somehow I looked at
it as if in a trance. My leg fell asleep
before I recalled myself. As I gave a
sneering laugh, I crumpled this kind of insignificant thing and threw it to the
side. After a while, I retrieved it
back. I unfolded it and crammed it into
the bag.
Let it be. I didn’t
need to make a fuss over it. It’s all in
the past anyway. I would keep it as a
memento in case I forget too quickly what he looked like.
***
Once I returned to
China, someone picked me up. Lu Feng was
very courteous by sending someone to help me settle in with ease. But he seemed to really be very busy, like
being tied up by something. I rested for
several consecutive days until I was summoned by his household. I went to the company to meet him.
Lu Feng was a
considerably tall man, forty years old.
Usually a man with such a successful career, heading toward fifty,
should have somewhat of a beer belly, a slight balding because of excessive
pressure, and bad habits here and there.
However, upon
seeing him again, he still had a very good figure. Just like ten or so years ago, he looked
handsome and stern, calm and collected.
His facial features, with that faint arrogant pride, didn’t change one
bit.
I think it’s
probably because he’s too coldblooded.
He, himself, could be compared to a freezing cold storage room; so, no
matter what, things could be kept fresh much longer than the average person.
“I’m tired.”
Upon meeting, with
an emotionless expression, he directed a line right in my face, causing my back
to tremble in fear. I almost thought he
was going to say “I’m tired. You all bury
yourselves with me.” This was his
style.
“I’d like to hand
over these affairs to somebody else to take care of.” He sat upright and took a sip of his tea
thoughtfully. “I do have a candidate. My friend’s son is very capable, but he’s
still a child and needs someone to guide him.”
I gave an
“Oh.” Lu Feng would help someone raise a
kid…I can smell rat. He’s most likely
his own illegitimate son. As for how he
was born, that’s a mystery.
“Then, do you think
I can raise him better than you?”
He placed his cup
down and laughed, “Of course not, but I don’t have the time.”
I immediately knew
my place and refrained from asking further.
To make Lu Feng not have the time, there was only one thing in the world
that he can’t cope, and that’s him tormenting the man he has liked for decades.
I had met the
man--tall, yet thin, a refined scholar appearance, a body that seemed frail, no
temper, always smiling. Lu Feng could
put him to death with one smack. On the
contrary, he couldn’t do anything to him.
That man, by the
looks of it, won’t get difficult with someone.
I can only think that Lu Feng definitely did something ruthless, forcing
him to a corner and making it beyond redemption.
Nobody spoke
again. Two men sat face to face,
drinking tea; each preoccupied with their own thoughts.
“I’ve really done
wrong.”
Hearing him say so,
I sighed in gloom and looked up at him.
In fact, when we
weren’t talking about business, we could be regarded as friends. I understood him and occasionally listened to
him subtly say what’s on his mind. Even
if he was such a proud man, he needed to pour his heart out as well.
“Can’t you make up
for it?”
He shook his head,
“Do you think there is anything that can make up for it? What’s done is done. What’s dead is dead. What amends?
It’s all bullshit. I just want to
wait until Xiao Chen no longer blames me.”
He chuckled,
“Forget it. I know he’s always hated
me. Lee, I now believe there is
retribution.”
I listened to him
speak with bitter pain, though that face still had no expression. I truly had to admire his skill of
maintaining an emotionless face.
The low pressure in
the room was unable to provide relief. I
reached toward the box on the table and took out a cigar, “Want a smoke?”
Lu Feng sipped his
tea again, “I’ve quit. If you want to
smoke, go outside.”
“Quit?” I caught my breath. I felt as if I was seeing a lion eat turnips.
“I can’t expose
Xiao Chen to second-hand smoke. I still
want to live a few more years.” His face
suddenly eased into a gentle expression, making my heart jump. “I want to live with Xiao Chen a little
longer.”
I wanted to
heartlessly mock him back a round, but when the words rose to my lips, I swung
around and my words softened: “He’s simply the apple of your eye.”
He actually accused
me: “Ugh, you’re so nauseatingly mushy.”
“What?” Being falsely accused, I almost jumped up,
“Look in the mirror yourself and you’ll know what nauseatingly mushy is!”
After teasing each
other for a while, we calmed down. Lu
Feng seemed to be thinking of something and slightly smiled. He pressed his hand to his chest and said in
a low voice: “He’s my heart.”
I knew that he was
just talking to himself, not saying it for me to hear. I still couldn’t help but soften my heart at
his expression.
I didn’t want to
compliment him. He was obstinate. Apart from that nice man called Cheng Yi
Chen, no matter how much other people give their hearts to him, they would only
be trampled on like mud.
But I was somewhat
envious. To be able to become the
protagonist of each other’s life, not everyone has that opportunity.
Some people…will
play second fiddle to fate for life.
I sat back down and
drank my tea for a moment. I heard a
light knock on the door. The afternoon
meeting was about to start, and it was time for me to meet the person I would
take care of as a full-time nanny in the future.
“Come in.”
The door carefully
opened. Several people came in, one by
one, taking care to bow their greetings, “Mr. Lu.”
Only one voice was
distinct: “Uncle Lu.”
The speaker was
very young and particularly handsome.
As a fresh, youthful face in the crowd, he appeared eye-catching with an
exceptionally beautiful brightness.
I had only seen him
wear a sports jacket, but for some reason, he was actually so dashing wearing a
suit.
I had been worried
that my memory would be so poor and I’d forget what he looked like, but now I
realized that was not so.
“Everyone, be
seated.” Lu Feng nodded. Once he sat up straight, that feeling of
intimidation was even more intense. No
one dared to have the slightest movement, slightly bowing their head and
trembling with fear. The young boy
didn’t seem to feel the pressure as he quietly sat with a natural
expression. He is Lu Feng’s son after
all.
“Lee, let me
introduce you.”
I took a sip of the
tea and swallowed. This was what one
calls lurking out from the shadow and exposing oneself.
“This is Ke Luo.”
I stared at the
large-eyed boy and smiled. Even though
we were two people who had nothing to do with each other anymore, it had been
so long since I’d seen him. No matter what the means were when we faced each other, my heart began to thump for some reason.
“Xiao Luo isn’t
very smart, but he’s very sensible. Lee,
you should teach him some.” Someone who
becomes a father, no matter how emotionless his face is, when speaking about
his own outstanding son, his voice would soften a little, “Xiao Luo, come
here. This is my underclassman back in
the days and also your senior. Hurry and
address Uncle Lee.”
I smiled
again. Yet the boy stared at me strongly
with an expression exactly like his old man when he was younger. I hadn’t even noticed it before.
Ke Luo had never
asked for my age, and I certainly wouldn’t let him see my driver’s license and
ID. I had vaguely told him I wasn’t yet
thirty and he was actually convinced.
Being exposed was
so embarrassing. If I lacked just a bit
of willpower, I believe I’d blush.
The endless
conversation passed. Ke Luo was sitting
diagonally opposite of me. I wanted to
look at him, but I was worried about whether or not he was looking at me, so I
kept an unnatural posture with my head tilted as I sat stiffly. I gradually felt my waist sore and my back
ache.
Fortunately, Lu
Feng’s men didn’t talk nonsense; each and every one, short, and to the
point. Before long the regular meeting
ended. Lu Feng waved his pardon and
took care of us: “We’ll stop here, Xiao Luo.
Accompany your Uncle Lee out. Send
him home.”
I can finally
openly look at Ke Luo. I saw him flip
the notes before him with single-hearted devotion. He didn’t raise his head until he heard what
was said. He then said, “mm-hmm.”
Ha, the face that
had always liked to stare at me was in a daze.
The little brat who would stare for ten or so minutes had already
disappeared.
I packed my things
and walked out with him at a relaxed pace.
There were two more days until my car would arrive, but if Lu Feng
planned for Ke Luo to replace the driver, elder Yang, to pick and drop me off,
I’d rather the new car never arrive at all.
I got in the car
and Ke Luo still didn’t say a word. He
was quiet for a while until he turned to look at me, “I never would’ve thought
you’d be Uncle Lu’s friend.”
I spread my hands
out and, with a natural and unaffected gesture, took out a cigarette, “I was just kidding before
about the matter with my age. You didn’t
take it seriously now.”
He was very
serious, “That’s okay. I’ve also
deceived you.”
I heavily smoked
two mouthfuls, put down the cigarette, and looked up at him.
“While in Los
Angeles, I shouldn’t have treated you like that. In fact, the one I like is another person.”
I said, “Oh,” and
smiled, not saying anything.
“But he already has
a lover. I pester him day and night,
troubling them, so he told me I should properly find someone to love. Since I didn’t want to worry him, I went to
try.”
“Oh.” I put out the old cigarette. I bowed down again, lighting a new one, as I
held it in my mouth.
Some people are
more revolting when they’re honest than as liars.
“But I realized
that I still couldn’t do it. I
understood once I saw him again. I can
only like him.”
I smiled with the
cigarette in my mouth. I really wanted
to lecture this little brat, who didn't know the
immensity of heaven and earth and was actually taking a knife to me. A smack in the face or perhaps a punch would
be good.
But that serious
expression on his face makes people unable to do it. I didn’t want my own face to display a
furious expression.
We had broken up
anyway. Why should I lose my old face
and my rice bowl?
“It’s too early to
say that. You’re still so young.” I quickly smoked more than half the cigarette
and used a senior’s tone, “The road ahead is still long. Maybe someday you’ll meet the right person.”
He immediately
shook his head without the slightest hesitation, “I can’t forget him. He’s the person I love the most in my life.”
I laughed and
stubbed out the cigarette. I couldn’t
help but reach out to touch my neck. The
blood vessels there were pounding, giving me a headache.
“With your affair,
I truly am very sorry.” He lifted his
eyes, “If you don’t want to see me, you can say it. I’ll go explain it clearly to Uncle Lu.”
I swallowed, “No
need. Just forget about the matter. Your Uncle Lee isn’t so stingy. Everyone is just playing anyway. Why take it as real?”
If I really let Lu
Feng know I had fooled around with his son in bed, I can just find a rope to
tie around my neck. I still wanted to
live. Furthermore, I was, in fact, still
happy to see him again.
I turned my head a
little bit to see his face. He was
probably thinking of that man Shu Nian whom he loved so much, therefore his
eyebrows creased with his lips faintly pouting.
This kind of look contained a very child-like innocence that I liked so
very, very much in the past.
But now I just felt
slightly tired.
***
Once I settled
down, I decided to seek a new object for pleasure.
This was nothing
strange. If I didn’t even have that sort
of need, then that would’ve been shocking.
This was the
benefit of being single. Encountering an
object with an eye-pleasing figure, and a sizzling one-night stand will come
around. No need to look ahead and back. The other person’s background, interests,
temperament are of no importance. It’s
sufficient as long as I have an erection.
I intended to live
for a time of doing as I please.
I was different
from Ke Luo. Ke Luo was stubborn. His mind was full of only this guy called Shu
Nian who could look round or flat for all I know. Every day he’d persistently make a phone
call. Once he had the time, he’d send a
text. And occasionally, he’d receive a
response as if a precious jewel had fallen into his hands.
I merely smiled as
I smoked and watched him hold that look of being trapped in the snare of love
and unable to free himself. I felt a bit
bored.
Translator comments: lol. I love Lee and Lu Feng's interaction in this. Well, anyway, thank you again for all the comments in my previous post! 8D I especially love reading people's thoughts about the story so far. We've gotten to the part where the audio drama started from. I've corrected my translation for the audio drama (part one and the extra), so do download it again for the revisions~
thank you so much for the new chapter! poor lee, he still can't accept the fact that he loves ke luo, guess it's easier for him to react that way instead of suffering through unrequited love, especially towards a younger man.
ReplyDeletethank you so much for all your hard work and hope you have a nice week!♥
Yeah, Lee puts up these defenses to protect his fragile heart. ;A; ...but that's what makes him, in a way, cute. >//w//<
DeleteAnd you're welcome~
Such an interesting story, at this point I can't see how they can get together. Can't wait to see further! I was also wondering is there a story out there already about Xiao Chen and Lu Feng? Kinda sounded like an already established story.
ReplyDeleteLee and Ke Luo still have a long way to go before they find true happiness! XD
DeleteAnd, yes, Xiao Chen and Lu Feng have their own story. Lee's ex, Lin Jing, and Ke Luo's unrequited love, Shu Nian, also have stories of their own. I haven't read them yet, but I plan to one day.
Ke Luo pisses me off. How can you say that in someone's face, huh? I hope he falls madly in love with Lee, soon - hopefully, for my sanity at least.
ReplyDeletelol. He's just that honest. He doesn't know how badly he's hurt Lee with such honesty and it doesn't help that Lee hides his feelings. ; A ; Yeah, I can't wait 'til Ke Luo is actually in love with Lee. X3
DeleteThank you! Poor Lee
ReplyDeleteI know, right? ; _ ; ...you're welcome~<3
DeleteAh. I don't actually dislike Ke Luo; he's just young and naive. Hopefully he'll redeem himself.
ReplyDeleteLu Feng seems like a guy you don't want to cross. I'm anticipating his reaction when he finds out that Lee and his (son?) were/will be intimate.
Thank you again~ ^__^
I agree. Ke Luo's like a puppy that's attached to the first person he saw who's shown him some kind of affection, which is Shu Nian unfortunately. >__<
Deletelol. You definitely don't want to get in Lu Feng's way. When Lu Feng finds out? Ohoho~ that would be interesting. *u*
And you're welcome~<3
Thank you for your hard work! Looking forward to next chapter! I am really glad that I came across your blog.
ReplyDeleteWant to see if there would be some continuation of Lee's past - may be he would find his brother?
Oncce more thank you ( Your english is really good - hehe - I'm not native english speaker at all - but it was really nice translation:))
Julia (sorry, have account at Fb - and mostly use it everywhere, don't know how crosspost it here)
You're welcome, and thank you for the comment~<3 I'm still a newbie when it comes to translating, but hopefully I'll get better at it as I continue to translate more. Yeah, it's interesting to find out about Lee's past. @u@ (lol. it's fine putting your name at the end of your message. Nice to meet you! >u< )
DeleteHuhuhu, Lee's thoughts are really depressing. My heart aches for him. :/ The feels~
ReplyDeleteKe Luo is such a bastard, haha. Though it can't be help as he's young and very much infatuated lol. Hope he'll have a taste of his own medicine... soon!
Haha, thanks for this! And for the links for other translators, I enjoy Hua Hua You Long and Feng Yu Jiu Tian. Now I'll definitely follow Love Late. More power, and here's wishing for more! :)
I feel the exactly the same! I want to slap Ke Luo silly for the treating Lee like this. But, daaaw...he has his cute points that I can't hate him for long. X3
DeleteOh, and you're welcome~ I love spreading Chinese novel love by sharing the links I find. *u* A-and thank you for commenting and following my translation!
Thank you for making it easy for us to read ^__^
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