As little Xiao Lin peeked at kitchen after freshen up, while Chen Jun cooking with his sleeve folded up. He couldn't help but reach for him and started to observing the big scars of his hand. Chen Jun were busy at cutting and said without looking at little Xiao Lin,
You done? Go seat at the table i am coming with the food.
Chen Jun took a glance at him after noticing little Xiao Lin's not responsive movement and glanced back to his hand,
Wondering, about those scar's?
Little Xiao Lin nodded and said,
My lord you have a lot's of power why don't you repair you're skin like before.
Chen Jun smirked and said,
Why I will repair, when again the same thing will happen and i will have to use my spirit power every time it will be wounded. While i can use that power by saving my one of a subordinates life and can keep breathe on the battle field much longer.
Little Xiao Lin came near to him and touching those scars by his little hands,
These must be so painful? Getting wounded at the same place every time?
Chen Jun turned down his sleeve and took the tray with one hand and lifting little Xiao Lin on another hand and walked through the dining. He positioned him opposite of his seat and started to pouring soup and serving rice at bowls.
A-Chang, pain's never breaks you. It makes you regain new strength. And let you revolve again.
Little Xiao Lin said with down face,
But My Lord, no matter how much pain you bared every time it hurts like new.
Chen Jun lost his words and started to serving foods from the tray at table with a deep sigh. Little Xiao Lin then looked up and asked,
My Lord...
Before he could finish asking something Chen Jun looked at him with serious gaze and said,
A-Chang you're father's medicine is ready. You sure can ask for a ride at you're place.
Little Xiao Lin's heart skipped for a bit. Because he realized it's time to leave Chen Jun now. And also he should not be late because his father is also fallen in bed fighting with his death. Little Xiao Lin's face became so down that Chen Jun instantly looked away with muscled cracked clenched his jaw.
Little Xiao Lin started to eating quietly and kept sneaking glances from Chen Jun. After finishing the short heavy hearted breakfast which almost calling a goodbye, Chen Jun putted the medicine bottle front of him and left for his office.
When the launch time appeared, Chen Jun was about to head to the kitchen after buying beef for Little Xiao Lin. He called out several time but no one answered. Not those little footsteps, not the finger folding cold little hands in his warm grip, not the passionate cute voice of "My Lord", not the calming smile which makes him forgot everything in this world. Chen Jun putted those stuffs front door of kitchen and seated on dining table. The medicine bottle is gone and he instantly understood, little Xiao Lin left. The whole day passed with bored and casual activities. Nothing to do, no making food, no more busy playing with him or companying until asleep. After the whole day passed by sitting on the bridge with drinks. Chen Jun headed to his room at dawn and laid down barely. Because of whole night's drinking, he was all dizzy and fallen asleep instant as he shuttled his eyelid.
Next day Chen Jun woke up at morning as before; freshen up, practiced sword but gotten exhausted after a bit of staying under sunlight. He rushed to his room. Took his medicine. When he was about to lay down he noticed a letter folded in a red rope fallen on the ground. It's a letter that little Xiao Lin left for him.
As he unfolded the letter Chen Jun was mesmerized by little Xiao Lin's admirable talent of handwriting. He started to reading it as the little Xiao Lin's sweet voice reciting them,
My Lord, I am sorry i can't take you to my place neither i can tell you my identity. I know you don't care about that too. But i will come back again. Never let you be sad and i will make you live longer than any god's in immortal's. I can't thank you enough for what you did for me. I Like you and you're everything to me. Don't you forget, 'My Lord'.
You're A-Chang.