Wan Mo smiled, it didn't reach his eyes,the scene from 19 to 20 years ago replaying in his head, still fresh in his memory,his hands clenched around the shovel he dragged along with him.
When he was being chased, he was scared, alone, running without any destination or safe haven in mind,but who cares? No one.
No one had to tell him, he knew his father sent them, something about the family being at ease if he was gone, his so-called mother said that to him. "Felix, why are you causing us so much trouble?! All this wouldn't have happened if you just go ahead and die, I won't allow one child to cost me my reputation, tsk, no wonder he came out prematurely, should have let him die at that time", she huffed in annoyance.
And Felix??
He built a wall around himself, grew up too fast for his age, well versed in reading faces, meanings behind words, every fake laugh, every hidden contempt.
He had one hell of a mouth, his number one weapon, very good at retaliation and spewing curse words (he gets very creative with them).
If you're going to bully me, I should at least make it difficult for you, no? ___Felix Anderson.
Wan Mo did what he knew how to do best,he let out a breath,a smirk on his lips, one hand in pocket,the other dragging the shovel and he walks around the cliff, preparing mentally to see his old self/body.
When he got there,his hand became a bit sweaty but he wiped it on his clothes,then he stepped forward,eyes landing on the deceased structure, skeleton already visible,Wan Mo's body shook. There he is, Felix Anderson, already decomposed, that's him, laying on the floor,cold sweat drenched his body,he couldn't move,his eyes were red but barely any tears. Words ringing in his head "who am I kidding?? I can't do this, I should just forget about this whole revenge shit,go home and wait to get caught that I've been lying to the whole Qin family and Han family,I..I can't do this, I've died once, dying again won't matter much, after all this body I'm in is not mine,I stole it from the real Wan Mo right??"; He was panicking badly, shaking, he wrapped his right arm around his torso and bent down to catch his breath.
I can do this, I'm fine, I'm...fine, he sniffed.
After bending down for 15 minutes to recollect his thoughts, he stood up, walked towards his old self and bent down, he didn't know when tears rolled down his cheeks,he mouthed something to his corpse " you tried" a chuckle and a sniff " you did your best ME". With shaky hands, he took off the Necklace on the deceased body and set it aside, then grabbed his shovel and dug a grave, then with all his might and 1 minute of trying not to break down, he put the corpse in it, 3 flowers on the corpse and closed the grave; He collapsed on the floor, crying and laughing.
" First guy on earth to bury himself, Guinness world record".
He picked up the necklace that had an oval pendant in the middle, the pendant was the length of a pinky, he opened it, there sat his brass key, he chuckled and could smell his revenge.
.....
Wan Mo stood up, he placed 3 flowers on the grave, patted his clothes to wipe away dust, dragged the shovel along with him and walked all the way, up the cliff,his head was clouded by so many thoughts, so many " what ifs" , negative thoughts,he didn't dare think of anything positive, what was positive about his life?
A small chuckle escaped his lips, one that didn't reach his eyes.
Again and Again, thoughts about leaving this whole thing, the fucking engagement, the Qin family, hell, even change this name, start somewhere new you know.
But he shook his head,
"damn I'm not weak! When did I become this soft? so annoying,the goal is the goal,I even lived twice, and died once! What am I afraid of?,tsk!".
His smirk returns,cocky as ever, he struts without a care in the world.
....
He drove to Mount Charleston, a forestry area and parked. He stayed in the car for a few minutes, The air felt different; A feeling of nostalgia washed through him.
The neighbourhood, Rainbow Canyon was more like a home to him than his parents' home. He stepped out and entered a weathered cottage, lifting the dusty and worn-out carpet which made him cough.
He used his feet to tap on the wooden floor till he got to a part where the wood sounded different. He opened it and brought out his wooden box; He didn't hesitate to unlock it with his brass key; Retrieved the documents, camera and flash drives, then returned the empty wooden box, closed the door and left.
He drove away; He got to the hotel, and kept the things he retrieved in a safe place,took his bath,put on women's clothes and the gentle air of Wan Mo. She got to the wedding dress store "Velvet and Vows". She made an upside down grin, slightly impressed, indeed their dresses where pretty.
The workers welcomed her with a polite smile and took her to their boss.
The boss was all smiley and proud of her work, She brought out the gown, a glittering purple dress, Wan Mo raised a brow, not bad.