The Return of the God Level Assassin [BL] Chapter 772

He had a feeling that this would probably be the last. Well, at least, he wouldn’t have one again for a long while. Because he could definitely tell that he was already back in full health. 

Of course, this was not just his wishful thinking. Anyone who looked at him could tell that he was in good health. It’s not just his rosy cheeks, his shiny hair, or his firm skin. It’s mostly his current build. Well, at least compared to more than a month ago.

In this past month, his height had grown exponentially fast. It’s like the growth spurt this body never had finally come. Although he had already seen a sign of it last October, its sign became more prominent last month. He felt like his height just shot up like a weed.

Don’t get him wrong, it’s a very welcome change. It’s something that he had been wishing for, after all. He just felt a bit wasteful. He had to order a new uniform almost every week for the past month. Because the last one no longer fit him. 

It’s a good thing that his weight could keep up with the changes. If not, then, he would certainly look like a walking bamboo pole. And not the flattering kind at all.

What’s his height now, you asked? 

It’s 170 cm!

Yes, you heard that right, 170 cm. He grew 12 cm in a month. When he woke up from the coma last March, he never thought that he would grow this tall after knowing his height at that time. 

His only wish was to grow to at least 170 cm. He thought that it would only be just that – a wishful thinking. Or it would take two, three years before he reached it. But who would have thought that by December, just nine months after, his wish would actually be fulfilled?

Now, he was the same height as his avatar. He would not be mad even if this turned out to be the limit of his height in this life. Of course, he would be happy if he could grow much taller. Like five centimeters more. But if not, then, that’s fine too. He wouldn’t be that greedy.

Luo Yan walked to the living room and saw his father. His steps faltered and then he smiled helplessly. “Dad, aren’t you supposed to be at the office right now?”

Luo Wei Tian stood up and walked to him. “You have a check-up right now. Of course, I have to accompany you.”

”I could go there by myself, you know?” Luo Yan said with a raised brow.

”Yes, I know you can. But your dad still wants to accompany you,” his father said with a pampering smile. “Since Ah Ren accompanied you last time, I should do it this time.”

He could only shake his head because he knew that arguing was of no use. Luo Ren and Luo Jin would probably say the same as their father if it was them standing here. But the former was already at work while the latter was still sleeping. It’s Saturday, so it’s only natural for Luo Jin to sleep in.

Luo Yan and his father walked out of the house and a car was already waiting outside. They climbed into the car’s backseat. The driver then drove it to the direction of the city’s biggest hospital.

On their way, Luo Yan suddenly remembered a topic that he still hadn’t gotten a positive response to. 

”Dad, have you thought of my suggestion? You know, for my birthday next week?” he asked tentatively.

Next week, Friday, was his birthday. It just so happened that it was also the same date in which he was born in his last life. That’s why when he knew that he and the former ‘Luo Yan’ had the same birthday, the first thing he thought was that maybe it’s the reason why his soul could enter this body. 

As if the soul of the two of them were made in the same mold. And that’s why this body could be a perfect vessel for him. Maybe he and the original ‘Luo Yan’ were supposed to be destined to be twins. But because of some mishap of heaven, he was born too early. At least he’d like to think so.

”Do you really not want to have a party?” 

Hearing his father’s question, Luo Yan’s focus finally returned to the present. 

His father, and older brother, wanted to have a big party for his 18th birthday that would also serve as a way to introduce him to S City’s high society. But Luo Yan didn’t want that. He didn’t want to fake his smile, especially not during his birthday. And he was sure doing that would be inevitable. After all, some rich people just didn’t deserve a genuine smile.

”No, just having dinner with you, Brother, and Ah Jin is enough,” he said. “As for celebration, I’d rather share my blessings with the children of an orphanage of my choosing.”

Yes, the orphanage he was talking about was the orphanage he grew up in. He wanted to give back, even a little. He died prematurely before he could even do that. It’s one of the things that remained a thorn in his heart. And he also wanted to see the director again. Maybe even visit the cemetery where he was buried.

Luo Wei Tian looked at his son’s big peach blossom eyes. There was sincerity in there and determination. He could tell that Luo Yan truly wanted to do it this way. What else could he do as a father? Disappoint him? How could he even do that? 

He sighed. “Okay. We’ll do just that.”

Luo Yan smiled and hugged his father’s arm. “Thanks, Dad. You’re the best!”