Li Jun paced at the foot of his bed.
'Should I tell Ji Ru?' He thought, biting his knuckle. His amber eyes drifted to the sleeping perpetrator invading his thoughts.
'Ji Ru may know something… From that memory, it seems the previous Tai Yang tampered with my mind.'
Running his hand down his face, he let out a huff and clicked his tongue. 'But if that memory is true, then it means father… No, it can't be true.' He pursed his lips.
'But why did that … that… whatever that was surface when I touched him? Is it real? Did that really happen?'
After a few minutes of staring blankly at Tai Yang who offered no answers, Li Jun let out a loud, irritated groan and yanked at his hair.
"THIS IS YOUR FAULT! WHY DO I HAVE TO THINK ABOUT THIS?!" He said, pointing at Tai Yang accusingly.
After a while, he sighed and sat down on his side of the bed. 'If I tell Ji Ru about this, it could unnecessarily tarnish father's name if untrue… But it's Ji Ru…'
