He did not know why, but no matter how tough or desperate the situation was, he was not one who would shed a tear. But now, his brotherâs words almost broke his heart!
âYou donât need me...â
âThatâs right.â The boy in the crystal ball replied, âNo one needs you.â
Little Yichenâs pupils gradually lost focus. He stared numbly at the crystal ball as a line of tears slowly flowed from his left eye. One tear followed another. In an instant, tears streamed down his face.
The man looked at the boy who was now in the midst of being hypnotized and smirked coldly.
âNo!â Little Yichen suddenly raised his head and broke down in anger. âItâs not like that! Youyou wonât say such things! This isnât Youyou; this is an illusion created by you!â
But the man smiled. âIâm not a mage. I donât know magic. This isnât something Iâve conjured up. This is your own inner world.â
He leaned closer to Little Yichen, his breath escaping from his thin lips. He said unhurriedly, âYou desire to be needed, to be valued, your fear is to be ignored and swept aside, isnât it? But youâre not needed, not relied upon. None of them need you.â
âItâs not like that!â Little Yichen hollered madly, âYouâre lying! Be it Mommy or Daddy, Youyou or Yueyao! They all need me, they all need me!â He was irreplaceable! He was Mu Yichen!
The man smiled. âIs this how youâve been deceiving yourself all this time?â
Gritting his teeth, Mu Yichen suddenly lunged at the man and smashed the crystal ball in his hand!
With a ripping sound, the crystal ball fell to the ground and shattered! The mist in the ball slowly rose, and Mu Yichen saw it molding into the form of Youyou!
The next moment Youyou was standing right in front of him, in-person. He was just within reach.
Then, darkness engulfed the entire world! It was pitch dark. Everything had changed. The man in the white cape seemed to have vanished as well.
He looked down at himself. There was no rope, no handcuffs, no chain, no chair. He stood up and looked up. The boy was still standing in front of him, but not gone.
âYouyou!â Mu Yichen nervously lunged at the older boy and took him in his arms. The boyâs body, however, was cold and had no warmth.
âWhy is your body so cold!?â
He gripped the boyâs shoulder nervously and looked him up and down, but the boy pushed him away unfeelingly.
âDonât touch me.â As Youyou spoke, his gaze fell on Mu Yichenâs neck, around which a chain with a pendant hung. It was a purple crystal.
Youyou suddenly pulled off the amethyst and casually dropped it on the ground.
âYou...â
âDonât speak my name.â Youyou turned around and said ruthlessly, âMu Yichen, no one needs you anymore. Mommy and Yueyao already have me. No one wants you to come home, so...â
He slowly turned his head, his eyes were hidden in the shadows. The only visible feature was the icy smile on his lips. âDonât come home anymore.â
âNo... no...â Mu Yichen shook his head in disbelief and squeezed a bitter smile. âYouyou, I know you lost your memories and donât remember me, but itâs alright. Youâll definitely regain them.â
âMu Yichen, donât you know, in Mommyâs heart, Iâm more important than you?â.