paranoianovel Chapter 823: An Angel's Life (2)
Chapter 823: An Angel's Life (2)
Chapter 823: An Angel's Life (2)
"What makes you say that?" Jun Hao asked.
"Don't play innocent," she said. "You know the answer to that. The moment I leave, I'm also going to lose my life."
Then, she looked down at her shackled wrists. "And I can't even escape!" she exclaimed.
Jun Hao chuckled, causing Angel to glare at him.
"You find this funny?" she exclaimed.
Jun Hao stopped laughing and covered his mouth before shaking his head.
"No, I just find it amusing," he chimed.
"Isn't that the same thing?" she muttered.
He leaned against the bed frame, just right beside her, before letting out a deep breath.T/his chapter is updated by
"Don't you find it amusing?" he asked. "Two souls like us have different stories but the same fates-we signed up our entire lives for this kind of life, and we can't even escape."
There was silence in the room before Jun Hao heard Angel sniff.
His eyebrows raised in surprise as he looked at the now-crying girl.
"Why are you crying now?" he asked.
Angel glared at him as she wiped her eyes away with her torn sleeve.
"Why do you go around saying shit like that?" she asked.
"I thought you already knew that," he said. "I just summarized it for you."
"Even if!" she exclaimed. "Hearing it from someone else makes it feel more real. I know my life is fucked, but you don't have to say it out loud."
Jun Hao chuckled, raising his hands in the air in surrender.
With that, the two broken individuals found themselves getting closer.
"Aren't you tired?" Jun Hao asked.
"Of talking with you? No," Angel said. "Of this life? Yes."
Jun Hao smirked as he glanced at his phone. He saw that it was just past midnight. The music
in the club was on full beat, and the two of them could feel the room vibrating with the bass of the music.
"You know what would be nice?" Jun Hao asked.
"What?" Angel asked.
"If we could change our fate," he said.
Angel sighed and nodded. "That would be nice, wouldn't it?" she muttered. "But then, it would be impossible."
"You're right," Jun Hao confirmed. "It would be impossible for the two of us to change our fate."
Angel cast her gaze to her lap.
"However," Jun Hao quickly added, causing her to raise her head in curiosity.
"It wouldn't be impossible to change one of our fates," she said.
Angel frowned in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"You've never seen money before?" he asked with a smirk.
At that moment, Angel felt her heart racing in her chest. It wasn't the nervous kind this time
--but the good kind.
One that you would find yourself getting addicted to.
"That's enough money for you to move to a new city and stay a few nights at a cheap hotel."
"It won't be enough to last you for a whole month, so try busking on the streets. If you truly
want to become a singer, then I think you would be able to do well."
"Then, save some money and make it to the big stage. Fulfill your dreams."
Angel's heart swelled with every word the man said.
Was it possible to fall in love in such a short amount of time?
"So, go," Jun Hao said, finally letting go of her hand.
Angel felt her body grow cold with the absence of his touch.
"W-What about you?" she stammered.
Jun Hao smiled. "Change your fate," he said. "I'll be happy if at least one of us makes it out of
this hell."
Angel's heart squeezed in pain.
Then, she nodded.
She stepped back and looked at the empty roads before looking back at the beautiful man
before her.
For a moment, she slipped on the wet concrete, so Jun Hao quickly came to her aid and held
onto her waist.
"Careful, Angel," he said.
Angel's cheeks reddened as she stabilized her posture.
"Now, you should really go," Jun Hao said. "I have to get back before they become
suspicious."
Angel slowly nodded, but in truth, she didn't want to go.
Yet, she also knew that this was her only chance.
With that, she clutched the bills in her hand and stepped away from the man once more.
As she was about to turn around, she couldn't help but ask one more question.
"What's your name?" she asked.
Jun Hao was silent for a while before smiling.
"Jun," he responded.
"Remember me as Jun."