The Fool's Heart Died After the Busy Signal

When my aunt and uncle drugged me and sent me to the auction stage, it just so happened that Master Shen from the capital was passing by. He casually tossed out a billion to buy me, and from then on, he took me, with my childlike mind, to visit countless famous doctors. So when the Shen family suffered misfortune and their assets were destroyed, all the former retainers left, and only I clung tightly to his clothes, refusing to let go. Countless nights, he smashed wine bottles and held shards of glass to his wrist. I imitated him, and without hesitation, I slashed my own neck. Blood stained the marble floor, his blood mingling with mine. The man who had never shown weakness even when his tendons were severed trembled in the pool of blood.