May I Hug You? 1

"I'm sorry…I'm sorry…"

Feng Haijun was so distressed seeing Yu Jingzhi like this. He had followed the man ever since he was a mere teenager. On the day when the sun was scorching hot, he reached out his hand to the dying Feng Haijun and said, "Want to follow me?"

Since that day, his life became Yu Jingzhi's.

He was Yu Jingzhi's right hand man, his direct subordinate, his confidante, and his companion through thick and thin. Feng Haijun saw with his own eyes when he was deserted by his family, when he decided to cut any emotional ties with his relatives, when he was alone without anyone to accompany him, when he walked through life shrouded with desolateness that was unfitting of his age.

How old was he that year? Seventeen? Eighteen?

But he was strong. He stood tall, with his back straight as if nothing could ever defeat him.

And Feng Haijun indeed thought that he was.