There’re Always Paranoid Thoughts to Monopolize Me - Chapter 65.1

When Huo Jun learned that Qin Ke had been admitted to an arts high school, he found himself not particularly surprised.

During that year of secret admiration, one of the many pieces of information he had gathered about her was that Qin Ke’s mother had been a dancer. However, when she was still young, her parents passed away in a car accident.

Perhaps to honor her mother’s memory, or perhaps due to inherited genes, Qin Ke had never hidden her love for dance. Giving up her excellent academic results to enter an arts high school was seen as extremely foolish and incomprehensible by many students and even teachers at Qiande High School.

Huo Jun didn’t feel that way. The first day he met Qin Ke was on the anniversary of her parents’ death—which was why the girl had been crying so heartbrokenly in that small grove. It was her choice and her determination, and Huo Jun only wanted to help her realize it.

If she wanted to go, then let her go.

After all, he would always stay by her side, just like during their first year of high school.

That was what Huo Jun had always believed.

His innate pride and insecurity were contradictorily combined in his core, and this time, the second mistake he made in his life due to arrogance pushed him completely into a bottomless abyss.

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Qiancheng Film and Television Base. Something went wrong with the crew’s explosive devices, and a small-scale explosion caused a serious fire resulting in multiple casualties.

Huo Jun’s life came to a halt that year.

Because everything that belonged to the person named “Huo Jun” was gone.

His appearance, voice, skin…

He spent a full half year in the ICU before he could leave those life-sustaining machines. The large area of burnt skin on his back and subsequent infections brought him to death’s door countless times, only to be saved again and again by the most advanced medical equipment and elite medical teams.

And his father, Huo Shengfeng, was forced to completely cut off his retreat this time—everything about the identity of “Huo Jun” was over.

From the day he walked out of the hospital room and saw daylight again, there was only a person called Huo Zhonglou in this world.

“Huo Jun” was already dead.

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As Huo Shengfeng said through gritted teeth: Huo Zhonglou’s life was saved by the Huo family’s all-out efforts.

For this lifetime, whether in life or death, he could only be the head of the Huo family.

There is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart.

At that time, Huo Jun… Huo Zhonglou no longer cared about any of this.

He even felt that he should have died in that fire—after all, he had nothing from the very beginning.

From the very beginning, no one cared.

After all…

She survived, she was doing well, and that was enough.

And he, finally, didn’t even have the last qualification to appear by her side.

Huo Zhonglou’s heart was dead, and like a walking corpse, he followed Huo Shengfeng’s arrangements and went to Sijiu City.

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In the Huo family’s mansion in Sijiu City, Huo Zhonglou spent two years in a daze.

It wasn’t bad here – even though the fire had destroyed his appearance and everything else, no one dared to show any unusual emotions towards him. They were all respectful, treating him as the young master of the Huo family. With the powerful Huo family background, even if his looks were terrifying and his personality eccentric, no one would dare to openly disagree.

Huo Zhonglou didn’t care.

So perhaps it should be said differently – for someone who had lost all interest in life, even hell might seem not too bad.

After all, what could be more “wrong” than his very existence now?

Huo Zhonglou had no desire to live, but he also wouldn’t choose to die.

Pride was the last thing left in his bones. He wouldn’t allow himself to be a coward and abandon the Huo family to whom he owed his life.

And besides that…

Perhaps there was one last obsession that he didn’t want to admit.

Now Huo Zhonglou no longer personally kept track of news about Qin Ke. He even restrained himself from remembering or noticing the girl’s existence – not because of regret or hatred or such emotions.

Huo Zhonglou never regretted saving her, even at such a cost. He was just afraid that if he learned any news about her, it would shatter all the restraints and confinement he had placed on himself.