The Mafia King's First Love Chapter 363 – The Mafia King’s Awakening – Pain (10)

Wei faced her with an indignant expression as his eyes were slightly red with faint bags under them. He had cried a lot. He had drunk a lot.

Jiang Yubi grimly straightened her lips into a thin line. “Wei. Is this what you are going to do now? Drink until you pass out to forget her?”

Wei mumbled something, but his words were slurred and unclear to make out.

He looked up at her, his gaze spinning left and right. He chuckled. “I…*hiccup* want her back…Bring her back to me. T-then *hiccup* I won’t drink anymore…”

Wei poured another glass of whiskey for himself, and as he was about to down it, Jiang Yubi snatched it away. “Wei! Enough. Do you want to get sick!?”

His brows heavily frowned. “Give it back!”

“No!”

“Give it back! If I don’t do this, then…*hiccup*” his voice choked, “I cannot forget her.”

“And have you forgotten her even after drinking three bottles of alcohol?”

Silence.

“Aren’t you talking about her right now?”

Wei looked away.

Jiang Yubi softly sighed and held his shoulders. “Wei,” she tried to coax him, “I will take you to your room.”

He vigorously shook his head. “I-I will be here!”

Lihua, the cat, jumped on his lap and scratched his face with her sharp paws as she hissed.

Dumb human, how many times are you going to make me hurt you!? Listen to her and get out of here, or I will ruin your Godly handsome face!

Jiang Yubi faintly smiled. “See? Lihua doesn’t want it. And I know that your Lihua wouldn’t want to see you like this too.”

He stiffened. He seemed to sober up a little and didn’t protest this time. With his mother’s support, he finally got into his bedroom and laid on the bed.

Lihua, the cat, promptly sat beside him and kept a stern eye on him.

Jiang Yubi gently caressed his hair.

Wei remembered how Lihua would sometimes caress his hair too when he would lie down on his lap after a hectic day at work. There would be a warm smile on her lips, and her eyes filled with love for him.

He tugged his mother’s hand and whispered, “Li-Lihua…She is gone…She-she signed on the papers…” Tears slipped from his cheeks, making the pillow wet. “She left me…I don’t want her to go. I miss her. I miss her *hiccup* so much…”

His shaking fingers touched his chest. “It hurts here…It’s so painful…I don’t want to *hiccup* feel this way. She hates me, a-and it hurts even more that…I cannot breathe. It’s suffocating…When I imagine *hiccup* a life without her, t-then it hurts so… so much that I wish to die…I don’t want to live like this anymore. It’s painful. It’s really painful…” he curled himself in a ball and sobbed.

Jiang Yubi said in a whisper, “I know it’s painful, Wei. But it’s hurting her too.”

He trembled.

“Do you understand where you went wrong?”

He dazedly said, “W-wrong?”

“Yes. Instead of confessing the truth to her, you took away her memories.”

He jolted and suddenly got up. He clenched his jaw. “I-I *hiccup* only did it so that she won’t leave me! See? She did, right? Now that she knows…she left me…” the familiar pain surged in his chest, and his black orbs watered.

Jiang Yubi stared at him. “Wei, what do you feel about memories?”

He frowned.

“If somebody erased your memories tomorrow, and you forgot all about Lihua – every single thing, every moment you spent with her, then how would you feel?”

He shook hard. His face instantly paled as if somebody had sucked out all the colors from it.

F-forget Lihua?

“N-No! Who dares!” An extremely dangerous aura oozed out, and the air felt chilly. “I don’t want to forget her…I will,” he laughed, “I will kill anybody who tries to do that…”

Life would just feel like an empty book if there were no Lihua in his life. Blank and empty pages that would feel as void as a black hole.

Jiang Yubi cupped his cheeks. “If you cannot imagine forgetting Lihua and her existence, then why do you think it won’t affect her to forget about her sister and the others she holds dear to her?”

He froze.

“Wei. Our memories, our experiences make us who we are. They are like light in a dark tunnel that helps us find a way towards our present and our future. They are precious because the people inside those memories are precious to us. If we forget their existence, then life would feel meaningless. Isn’t that what you thought just now when I asked if somebody would erase your memories?”

He trembled.

“You kept apologizing to her, but only because you were afraid to lose her. Did your apology sincerely mean that you understood you were wrong in taking away her identity from her?”

He bit his lip hard.

“No…” he mewled.

He clenched his fist and whispered as his voice broke, “I…I was wrong…”

She smiled. “En. You should let her know that. Right now, you are just a selfish man to her who only cares about her not leaving you irrespective of the mistakes you made.”

“B-But I killed Song Jia…She won’t forgive me.”

“She won’t,” her gaze dimmed, “Her heart is wounded so much that she won’t be able to forgive you. But if you let things be as they are, then nothing of you will remain in her heart. You would only ever be a selfish and cruel man to her.”

Wei blankly stared at her. “So…so she won’t…come back to my side…ever?”

She trembled.

I want her to return to you, Wei. I want you two to be happy. But that wish seems bleak…

Her silence gave him his answer that ripped his heart apart.

Jiang Yubi lifted his head and placed her lap. “Cry it out, Wei. And have faith in destiny. It might seem impossible now, but maybe…just maybe there would come a chance one day for you to redeem yourself.”

The warmth of his mother’s embrace made him quiver.. The grief gushed out of his heart, and as he hugged her, the Mafia King buried his face in her lap and cried for a long, long time.