Tilting his head slightly, a clearly intoxicated Gu Weizhou looked at the man who appeared to have split into three in the distance. He laughed and said, “It’s funny… right? It’s so funny…” Isn’t it?
For twenty-three years, I thought they were my parents. Then one day, they suddenly told me I had no relation to them. That’s why they could torture me so cruelly all these years without feeling guilty.
Under the influence of alcohol, it felt as if something was trying to pour out from his eyes. Gu Weizhou tightly shut his eyes, trying to force those rebellious tears to stay inside, but… it was in vain.
This kind of helplessness felt like the countless instances of cold indifference he faced in the past, which tormented him even more than physical punishment. It gnawed at his very soul and life.
Deep within his chest, a sense of desolation and indescribable pain stirred, causing him immense distress, pushing the tears forward uncontrollably.
Thinking about his past and the twenty-three years of deception, his trembling lips spoke, “They kept it from me for twenty-three years… What did I do wrong to deserve this? If they hated me… why didn’t they tell me that I wasn’t their child? Why did they give me hope while treating me with such cold indifference?”
Taking a deep breath, he continued with a trembling voice, “All my life… I thought I wasn’t good enough. That’s why I didn’t deserve to call her… mother. I thought I wasn’t talented enough, so I doubled my efforts to be… the best. But why…”
Why is it that only now do I realize that it wasn’t about me not being good enough? She simply didn’t care about whether I was good or not. She just hated me.
Gently cradling the tear-streaked face of the young man before him, Yan Jingze was filled with tenderness. He carefully kissed the young man’s eyelids.
In a muted voice, he said, “I’m sorry.”
Forgive my selfishness. Forgive me for not being able to watch you slowly fade from my life. Forgive me, just this once, okay?
Through blurred vision, Gu Weizhou could clearly see the man in front of him.
The man who had always been by his side.
Raising his hand, he gently touched the man’s face. Tears of embarrassment and anger streaked down, but he smiled and said, “It’s not your fault… you don’t need to apologize.”
Close together, the warmth of their words mingled with their intertwined breaths. The faint scent of alcohol mixed with the sweet fragrance made the man’s gaze dark.
The young man before him still had that gentle look, but his tear-filled eyes were as fragile as a wounded butterfly that had fallen to the ground.
With a faint blush on his cheeks and his lips stained with traces of alcohol, every inch of him seemed to be silently inviting the predator lurking in the shadows.
With a light gulp, the man with deep-set eyes leaned down, capturing the red lips close to his.
With delicate and gentle licks, he cleaned away the remnants of alcohol, outlining the attractive shape of his lips, leaving no inch untouched.
Opening the man’s teeth, he invited the somewhat intoxicated and unresponsive person to entangle with him. His tongue swept away every salty trace within the mouth, a flavor that shouldn’t exist in his life.
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In the dining room, clothes were scattered everywhere in a mess. The air was thick with indulgence. Overturned chairs, shattered wine bottles – everything hinted at the passion that had taken place.
Suddenly, a phone hidden beneath the scattered clothes began to flash and vibrate repeatedly.
In the half-opened room, Yan Jingze was embracing the person in his arms. His deep and sexy voice whispered softly in the disoriented person’s ear,
“Yichuan, I love you, I love you, I love you…” The words fell like hooks, arousing instinctive tremors in the person’s entire body.
The phone continued to vibrate. Unknown to it, its buzzing was insignificant compared to the passionate confession happening on the other side of the wall.
At the airport, Jiang Junhao, still bearing wounds, put down his phone and looked at the vast expanse of white clouds and blue sky outside the window, frowning.
Why isn’t Yichuan answering? Is he asleep?
Unable to make it back in time to personally say “Happy Birthday” to Yichuan, he sighed and quickly composed a text message, sending it to him before heading towards the boarding gate.
Yichuan, I’m back. I’ll tell you what I wanted to say.
…
[001, Not only did my wish come true, but I also made a profit.]
[…felt good?]
Grinning, [Very.]
[Eight times in one night, aren’t you afraid you’ll break it?]
Gu Weizhou stroked his chin, then seriously replied, [At least it felt good once.]
[…] He said once, but he looks quite satisfied.
The next day, when Gu Weizhou woke from his dream, he felt a distinct sensation of pain, as if his entire body was falling apart.
“Don’t move.”
A gentle voice sounded from above him. It took Gu Weizhou, whose reflexes were a tad slow, a moment to lift his head.
Immediately, his gaze was caught by a pair of eyes filled with regret and self-reproach.
“Junior Yan…”
Looking at the pale-faced youth on the bed, regret swirled in Yan Jingze’s eyes. Before the dazed Gu Weizhou could even ask what was wrong, Yan Jingze knelt beside the bed with a soft thud.
Gu Weizhou with an indifferent face, [Last night he was calling me ‘baby’ in bed, and now he’s kneeling before me when he wakes up. Is he planning to start calling me ‘daddy’ instead?]
[If he did you eight times yesterday, doesn’t that translate to “doing dad“?]
[001, you’ve become so dirty-minded. You really need a system reboot. Otherwise, you might get censored by Jinjiang…]
[Heh, I wonder who taught me that.] 001 laughed sarcastically.
[… I never taught you to say “doing dad”.]
[F*ck…]
[…] Jinjiang, pull back your highly corrupted system!
On the bed, Gu Weizhou, looking utterly perplexed, noticed Yan Jingze’s posture and tried to sit up to help. “Junior Yan, you…”
Before he could finish speaking, a sudden movement caused him to feel the pain emanating from a certain part of his body.
What’s going on here…?
Comparing his current situation with his memories, something crucial clicked for him, and his face drained of color instantly.
With eyes full of regret, Yan Jingze struggled to say, “Last night… when you were drunk, you dragged me into drinking with you, and then… I didn’t think it would end up like this. I’m really sorry.”
Gu Weizhou: …So, you mean to say that it was my fault that you had s*x with me.
As an upright and righteous individual, Gu Weizhou looked down at the kneeling figure before him with a complex expression.
Thinking about the delicate care Yan Jingze had always shown him, how Yan Jingze had been by his side unwaveringly these days, and witnessing his evident regret now, Gu Weizhou finally said in a soft voice, “…Get up.”
“Senior…”
Smiling difficultly, Gu Weizhou managed to stay, “…Since it was an accident, then let’s… pretend it never happened.”
After all, you’ve had your fun, and I’ve had mine. Let’s just pull our pants together and continue being good brothers, like the unyielding plastic flowers.
Seeing the once warm and beautiful youth, whose brows were now furrowed in paleness, a shade of darkness passed through Yan Jingze’s eyes.
Yichuan, why must you always be so gentle, so kind? So good that I can’t bear to let you go, not even a step away from the bed. I want to lock you up in a place where only I can see and cherish you.
…
At the Jiang’s residence:
Slap——
“Say that again!” Father Jiang, who always held a position of authority, stared at Jiang Junhao, his whole body trembling with fury.
He had assumed that after his son’s narrow escape from death, he could pull some strings to put him in a safer position, encouraging him to settle down and start a family quickly. But he never expected to hear such an outrageous statement!
Mrs. Jiang looked with heartache at the slap mark on Jiang Junhao’s face. She wanted to intervene, but she noticed Jiang Junhao turn his face to meet his father’s gaze, repeating, “I’m sorry, Father. I have someone I love, and… he’s a man.”
Slap——!!
Another slap fell. In his anger, Mr. Jiang picked up a chair, intending to hurl it at his son, but Mrs. Jiang stepped in, grabbing her husband’s hand. “Are you trying to give your father a heart attack? Go to your room and reflect on your actions!” She signaled him with her eyes, urging him to leave without causing further trouble.
Having been slapped twice, Jiang Junhao, sensing the atmosphere, lowered his head and retreated to his room. Closing his door behind him, he shut out the clatter and noise from the living room. He took a moment, and close his eyes, when he reopened them, the guilt in his eyes had transformed into determination.
From his bedside table, he took out a photograph. It was a picture of the boy he loved. With gentle fingers, he traced the young man’s features with a tender look in his eyes.
Over the years, Jiang Junhao had felt on the verge of despair, keenly aware of the distance this person kept from him. The person didn’t like him being too close, caring too much, or even just coming to find him for no reason.
So he got used to stroking the person’s appearance from these photos, wondering what he was doing at that moment, what he was thinking, eating, and doing…
However, just when he was almost desperate, the person suddenly started to acknowledge him. He would smile at him, tease him, advise him, and wait for his words.
During the recent mission, he found himself stranded on a desolate island after being thrown into the freezing ocean. Faced with seemingly endless despair, If it wasn’t for the thought that the person was waiting for him to come back, if it wasn’t for the promise he made to the person, if it wasn’t for the thought that the person would be heartbroken and cry if he didn’t return, he probably wouldn’t have been able to endure and wait for rescue. He would have died on this mission.
And it was this faint hope that strengthened his hesitant heart. He wanted to take that step, regardless of success or failure, no matter how misunderstood he might be. He just wanted to tell that person.
That he loved him, ever since they were kids.
It seems that we have a good boy in our midst. Is it time for GW to begin his dastardly plans? I’m waiting…
10/10 TFTC
On the one hand I love MC being scum but I also want to see the world were Jiang junhao gets his sweet and happy ending
Thank you for the updates
junhao really survived with the power of love☠️ Hope there did be a love story b/w the original yichuan and him 🙁
I feel sorry for this green flag gong for falling for such a huge red flag shou.
Moving on~looking forward to the bloody drama later~
Lowkey rooting for Jiang Junhao…
the dog blood here will be intense seeing there’s a love triangle and hopefully those Wen couple will die
….. i want jiang junhao to have a good ending ……he’s such a good person ah