Eternal shock

10 hours later Fu Jiu woke up with blurry eyes but with a clear mind.

He experienced a strange dream, a person holding his hand and gently smiling at him. He felt unprecedented joy and when the dream ended in darkness, an unexplainable longing.

Fu Jiu's mental processing returned, but he was slowly forgetting the details from his "previous" life. Everything became blurry, and the "current" Fu Jiu's memories became clearer.

It felt like waking up from a long slumber, and having a wonderful dream, only to wake up to cruel reality.

Fu Jiu just clutched his head and sighed, his white hair gently falling on his forehead, making him look extremely charming.

His phone laid nearby, but Fu Jiu had an amused smile when he looked at the device he saw so rarely before.

Though the cyber-band existed, it was just like a smart-watch of the old times, its only purpose being like an ICC (Smart Card) which was attached to the user's hand from birth. It can be used to attend phone calls, send documents, receive, manage large amounts of documents confidentially, viewing data, charts and many others and is generally something a businessman would use.

Practical, quick and secretive, people who wanted the life of stocks and clients only used this and slowly left the smartphones to an abyss.

But the fun-loving, social-media frenzied youths still used it, it wasn't the age where virtual reality had reigned, it was still primitive.

Still, this is a lot to take in... Fu Jiu sighed.

He touched the phone's screen and was greeted with a lit up phone with a picture of a devilishly handsome man and a photoshopped Fu Jiu who appeared to kiss him on his cheek. The screen was adorned with scribbly pink hearts and in a small corner, was a messily elegant font with the words "Forevah, togethah!"

Fu Jiu even with his apathetic mind, couldn't help but throw the phone away, because its been enough time since he accepted this appearance as his own, and looking at something like that made him feel weirded out. He was used to photoshopped evidence, but something like this...

The previous owner... What was he thinking?

Fu Jiu's expression turned into a (゜ロ゜)

He quickly took his phone and changed the background into a pure black background.

But at that moment, Fu Jiu's mind reminded him of a warning and he spontaneously checked if the previous Fu Jiu had any social media... It would be extremely inconvenient...

His current memories were slowly turning clear, but he only remembered taking pictures frequently.

Fu Jiu sighed in relief when he realized previous Fu Jiu didn't have any social media because he was bullied in real life and his attempts in having a social media account received zero attention and was a total failure.

But Fu Jiu frowned. He thought of how he was sent to the hospital.

Can bullying be such severe physical abuse too? These old-kids are so aggressive, aish.

But Fu Jiu felt that his ever-changing mood was tiring, he was used to having a cruel and empty life.

He checked the date and with the ranting of Xiaodong and his memory, it seemed like he had to go to school in ten days.

First, whatever happened, he knew his reputation in school wasn't that great. He had to wash his hands clean and not be bothered and harassed, he didn't want to be noticed, but if his opponents wanted to pick a fight, he'll make sure to crush them mercilessly.

Fu Jiu felt that the previous owner led a very sorry life, and he himself did not realize it. He was misunderstood but no one heard his voice. He wanted to be loved, to be known and live a happy life.

Fu Jiu's cold heart softened slightly. The thing he hated the most was being misunderstood.

But he would soon be surprised at how his hard-locked up heart became sensitive, it was probably because of the previous owner being a more emotional person and Fu Jiu being more logical.

"Poor you... I'll make sure, your name is forever remembered here!" Fu Jiu brushed his shirt and smoothed his fluffy and glossy hair with his slender fair fingers.

Chen Xiaodong saw his young master was awake and came running with a bag.

"Young Master! You're awake! Here you go, your favorite clothes!"

Fu Jiu curiously took a look and his eyes widened again with disbelief. Bright, tacky colors with extremely weird prints and torn sleeves and with a lot of frills. He'd look like a churro if he wore them!

WTF, I don't feel anything for this previous owner at all! How could I forget the mobile and these tacky clothes!

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