
Not far from there, on the slopes of the hills east of Nanping City, there is a large and magnificent mansion. That was the residence of the Xiao family's youngest daughter in Fujian, Xiao Meilin. The building has only been renovated for two years, since Xiao Meilin is believed to be managing his father's business in Nanping City. Xiao Meilin chose to live on the slopes of these hills because the atmosphere here is really refreshing, typical of the air of hills overgrown with trees. And if from here looking to the west, the panorama of Nanping City along with the two rivers that divide the city is very clear. Urban lights and street traffic at night further beautify the view when viewed from the mansion.
In the mansion Xiao Meilin did not live alone, she required her servants like assistants and housekeepers to stay with her. They were given their own rooms by the young master, except for a few security guards there, they were not allowed to stay, as they were members of Hei Laohu's underground organization. Xiao Meilin certainly did not want to take the risk by providing those people a place to live in her mansion. They were only in charge of guarding the gate.
On the bed in one of the 3rd floor rooms, that was where Cia Yonggan's body lay still unconscious. In the room, two young female nurses with bored faces are busy with their respective smartphones, because there is nothing they can do but wait for the young man to wake up. Only occasionally did they approach Cia Yonggan as the young man muttered, as though delirious about mentioning the name of a girl.
The last time the young man was delirious was about an hour ago, after that until now, the young man was no longer delirious, so the two nurses felt saturated. Who wouldn't be bored, even if the lying young man was very handsome, but he just lay still like a dead man. It would be different if the young man was conscious, of course the two nurses would scramble to get his attention. As young people, the two nurses were very happy when caring for this handsome young man like Cia Yonggan.
In his unconsciousness, the current Cia Yonggan was like being in another universe. Where the eyes go, everything only looks white. It felt like he had been running for days in all directions, but he himself did not know where he was going. He was confused, desperate, he was alone, he was like he was trapped in this universe. This place was like a huge container and he was just an ant trapped in that container. This place has no end and no boundaries.
He sat down weakly, tired of running around looking for the end of this place, until his body was no longer strong.
"Hhhh... Hhh... Hhh... Hhh... Hhhh..."
His sweat was pouring, his head was bowed with a stinged breath and his nose was deflated like it was running out of air. In his mind at this moment appeared only one guess, he was at the gate to the afterlife, where he would be reincarnated, the place where he would be reborn, cast back into the life of the mortal world. Then he would have to find the gate, otherwise he would be forever trapped in this universe without being reborn. With still tired, he still tried to get back up and get ready to move his legs to run again.
But just as he was about to swing his legs, there was the sound of a woman behind him. "Yonggan, you've run quite a distance, son. Don't force yourself, enjoy life slowly, no need to rush."
The sound was no stranger to his hearing. A soft, affectionate yet authoritative voice. Without turning his head again, he directly charged towards that slender figure and jumped into his embrace. But when he made it to the lap of the woman, his body seemed to shrink like a 7-year-old boy. And he whined like a spoiled child in the arms of that woman.
The woman was graceful, still looking young wrapped in a white dress that was no less white with the room surrounding her. He smiled happily welcoming the figure of the boy who was mixed into his arms.
"Mothers... Hhhkc.. Hkkp.. Hkk.." Little Cia Yonggan sniffled in the arms of the woman who turned out to be his mother.
Time played back, when his father and mother were still alive and he had just entered elementary school. At that time he was bullied by his classmates, who mocked him as a mountain boy, unworthy of hanging out with other children. To the extent that when he came home from school, when his parents picked him up to school, he did not want to ride in the pick-up car that his father drove. He continued to run along the roadside back home, while his father kept driving his car slowly and his mother who was sitting beside the wheel stuck her head out persuading him to ride. He kept running until he was completely exhausted and forced to cry when he was hugged by his mother. That was the last time she cried in front of her parents.
Even now, he whines like that, like the first time he went to school. "Mom, I'm confused.. Hkkkp.. Hc.. Hkk.."
"Is that the attitude of a man? Do men cry when there is a problem? Will the crying problem be solved? Aren't you ashamed?" the voice of a man behind him, a voice that was no less foreign to Cia Yonggan, calm, firm also implied affection.
Little Cia Yonggan hurriedly broke away from his mother's embrace and wiped away her tears, it seemed like the words of the man behind her were actually piercing his heart. His mother who was in front of him only smiled and gave a small nod.
Cia Yonggan twisted his body towards the man behind him then knelt at the man's feet. "Dad, I was wrong."
Hearing that, the man who was none other than Cia Yonggan's father was, smiled and reached out to his two sons shoulders hinting for the young man to stand up. As little Cia Yonggan stood up, his body suddenly returned to its usual, sturdy body of a young man in his early twenties. And when these two men faced each other, they looked very similar to each other.
"Dad, I'm listening to you" replied Cia Yonggan.
"Behold, my son, you are not one living in the world, there are many of your brethren, punish them" said his father.
"Who are they, Dad? Where's them?" excitedly Cia Yonggan asked hearing she was alive was not just a kara in the world.
"Yonggan, one day you will find them. They are not difficult to find because they are recognized by many people. But before that you have to be able to control something that your father failed to control," his mother interjected as she approached the father and son.
"I mean Mom?" Cia Yonggan asked dumbly.
"Father has failed, Yonggan. Our hope now rests only on you. It can only be controlled by a holy youth like you, who has not been tainted by worldly lust. If you manage to control it, then you also manage to release us from this place," his father said expectantly.
"Dad, Mother, what are you talking about? I don't understand it at all," Cia Yonggan was getting confused.
"Go, son, he's waiting for you. Go back to our house, do not delay it again," his father asserted but did not explain the curiosity of Cia Yonggan.
Then simultaneously the two figures of his father and mother spread out their right palms and then slowly pointed to Cia Yonggan's face.
"Mother's message is one, do not be a hater, forgive the wrongs of those who wronged you in the past" said his mother.
Then unexpectedly the two palms on his face let out a bright light that dazzled Cia Yonggan's eyes, making the young man's eyes widen.
"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhkkk... Hhhhhhhhkkk....!"
Cia Yonggan suddenly woke up and sat down on the bed taking a deep breath but faltered, like a person breathing while dying and his eyes bulged.
"He's conscious!"
"He's awake!"
Almost simultaneously the two nurses exclaimed in shock and ran towards Cia Yonggan.