After spending half a month together, this was the first time Lin Qingyan had seen Gu Fei's face so gloomy. Although this man usually had a blank expression, he had never looked so scary before.

A shadow fell over the man's eyes, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he said in a deep voice, "Why didn't you say you were injured?"

"What?"

Lin Qingyan followed Gu Fei's gaze downwards and realized that his left leg was bleeding. He opened his mouth in surprise, as he hadn't noticed his injury when he fell. His pants were dark, so it wasn't very noticeable.

So this is the downside of not being able to feel pain.

One day, she might suddenly fall ill and not feel any pain, and die without even knowing what happened. Lin Qingyan should feel fortunate that she has lived a relatively healthy life all these years.

Lin Qingyan didn't know what to say, so she silently watched Gu Fei bend down and carefully roll up his trouser leg, revealing his fair and slender calf. However, there was a small cut about three or four centimeters long on his calf, which he didn't know had been cut by something.

The wound wasn't deep, it wasn't a serious injury, and the bleeding wasn't much, and it had stopped, but the bright red blood looked shocking against the boy's fair and delicate skin.

Gu Fei looked at the wound, his sharp brows furrowing even more. He told the driver to take him to a nearby hospital immediately, and then asked Lin Qingyan, "Are there any other injuries?"

The man's expression softened a bit, but it was still somewhat frightening. Lin Qingyan hesitated and shook her head, then looked down to check the exposed skin again. "No...nothing, right?"

Looking at the boy's slightly bewildered expression, his eyes still red and swollen, and the tear stains on his face, Gu Fei found it impossible to utter a word of reproach. (Original URL)

Gu Fei pursed her lips, resisting the urge to lift the child's clothes to check. In the end, she simply raised her hand to soothe him by rubbing his hair, looked down into his eyes, and asked earnestly, "Does it hurt? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Under Gu Fei's gaze, Lin Qingyan whispered, "It hurts a little, but not too much."

Regarding the second question, he didn't know he was injured. He probably cut himself on broken glass when he fell from the tree. He could only bite the bullet and say, "I didn't want you to know I climbed down the tree, so I didn't say anything."

These words reminded Gu Fei. He raised his hand and tapped the boy's forehead lightly, his deep voice revealing seriousness and earnestness: "Yan Yan, you must not do such dangerous things again. I hope that if you encounter such a thing again in the future, you can come to me."

Hearing these words coming from a man's mouth, Lin Qingyan's nose tingled with emotion again.

He nodded seriously, then raised the corners of his lips and gave Gu Fei a sweet and bright smile. His wet eyes glistened with tears, curving slightly into crescent shapes, as if stars were twinkling in the moon.

Gu Fei looked into those eyes, paused slightly, then took a bun from the bag and held it to Lin Qingyan's lips. His thin lips moved, and he uttered a very familiar word: "Eat."

Lin Qingyan: "...Thank you, Brother Fei."

The two hastily ate breakfast in the car. Gu Fei, who had rushed back from out of town overnight, hadn't eaten anything.

Gu Fei sensed something was off from last night's phone call. Lin Qingyan might be able to fool others, but she couldn't fool Gu Fei.

Gu Fei knew his behavior was very wrong, something he had never done in his twenty-odd years of life, but he still put aside his work and rushed back overnight.

He worried that something might have happened to the child, that he might have been bullied, and whether the child could handle it alone. These thoughts occupied Gu Fei's mind.

Some people and some things are just worth it, and he does them willingly.

At the hospital, Lin Qingyan needed stitches on his calf. Gu Fei couldn't bear to look at him, so he went outside to wait. He sat quietly on a bench in the corridor. Occasionally, patients, doctors, and nurses would pass by and glance at this man with an outstanding figure and appearance.

Gu Fei didn't pay attention to the stares. He was thinking about something. Something was wrong... When he noticed Lin Qingyan's leg injury earlier, the boy's expression was clearly one of surprise, which meant he didn't know he was injured before.

The wound is bleeding badly, it must hurt, how could you not know?

Gu Fei pursed her lips, recalling the boy's every move in her mind. Even his walking was normal, not at all like someone who was injured, as if he didn't feel pain...

"Brother Fei, my wound is all treated, let's go back."

Gu Fei's thoughts were interrupted. He stood up and helped the boy who hopped out on one leg. He looked down at the boy's leg, which was wrapped in white gauze. "Why didn't you call me?"

As he spoke, he knelt down in front of Lin Qingyan, patted his shoulder, and gestured for the boy to lie down on him.

"No need to trouble you, I can walk by myself, it's just a minor injury."

"It's no trouble at all."

"I'm dirty..."

"Come up."

His calm tone carried an undeniable forcefulness. Whenever Gu Fei spoke like this, Lin Qingyan seemed unable to refuse. He hesitated, pursed his lips, and slowly leaned onto the man's strong, broad back.

Gu Fei supported Lin Qingyan's legs with his arms and then stood up steadily. The boy was slender and the weight on his back was not heavy. He carried the person step by step forward.

Lin Qingyan rested his chin on Gu Fei's shoulder, breathing lightly. His warm breath brushed against the man's earlobe, and the boy's soft, tentative voice sounded in his ear: "Brother Fei...did you rush back overnight because of me?"

Gu Fei hummed in agreement and then said, "You're not allowed to say sorry."

Lin Qingyan: "..." Why does Gu Fei always know what he wants to say? But despite feeling guilty, his mood was swept away from the previous disappointment and gloom, and he was very happy. This feeling, like eating fructose, spread in his heart.

Gu Fei abandoned his work and rushed back overnight for him, not for anyone else. Doesn't that prove that he is special in Gu Fei's heart?

If Gu Fei were to turn around at this moment, she would see that the boy had a smile on his handsome face, with the corners of his lips slightly upturned, his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes raised, and his clear eyes focused intently on the man's well-defined profile.

He wanted to talk to the man, so he started a conversation: "Brother Fei, how did you find out where I live?"

Gu Fei said, "I'm sorry, I had someone check your information before."

So he knew how the child had gotten by all these years. His father was a scoundrel who ate, drank, gambled, and whored. His mother was weak-willed, selfish, and biased towards her younger son, while making her obedient and sensible older son drop out of school early to work and earn money to support the family.

Lin Qingyan smiled and said, "It's okay, you don't need to apologize to me."

Gu Fei hummed in agreement, a slight smile playing on his lips. But after thinking about what Lin Qingyan's mother had done, the smile vanished quickly. After a moment of silence, he suddenly blurted out, "You're not your mother's biological child? Were you adopted?"

Clearly not expecting the man to ask such a question, Lin Qingyan was taken aback. He smiled, but there was little of a smile in his eyes. He said, half seriously and half jokingly, "I've had that doubt sometimes too, but my mother gave birth to me in the hospital and carried me home herself."

He then asked, "Why do you think that?"

Gu Fei frowned slightly, his cool and indifferent tone revealing seriousness: "They are ugly, you are beautiful, you don't look like a family." Besides seriousness, there seemed to be a hint of pride.

Lin Qingyan was puzzled as to why Gu Fei knew what his family looked like since he had never met them. Then he thought about how powerful and wealthy Master Gu was and how he probably had all the information about his family for three generations. He must have seen the photos.

He couldn't help but chuckle softly again, and whispered slyly in the man's ear, "From what you're saying, Mr. Gu, are you praising my looks? How good-looking?"

The boy's tone was filled with a joyful laugh, and his warm breath as he spoke sprayed out, hitting my ear like an electric shock, sending a tingling sensation through my entire body.

Gu Fei's ears turned red, which was unusual for him. He said, "You're the most beautiful."

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"What's wrong with you? I can't even keep an eye on someone?" An Nanyi paced around the balcony in frustration. A weak, unsure voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Nan Nan, I'm so sorry. I really didn't expect him to climb down from the balcony. I don't know how he is now. What if he's hurt..."

"Alright, I don't want to hear any of this. If you care about your son, go find him yourself. Also, I'll emphasize again, my mother is not you. Please stop claiming relatives randomly!"

“Nan Nan…”

An Nan hung up the phone impatiently, his face dark as he cursed under his breath. Turning around, he saw An Jing standing not far away. His expression hadn't faded yet, and he was immediately startled. "Big brother, when did you get here?"

"I just got here. Who were you talking to on the phone? Why were you so angry?"

An Jing stared at An Nanyi's fair and handsome face, wondering if she had seen it wrong. Otherwise, why would she see such a gloomy and unfriendly expression on her usually well-behaved younger brother's face?

An Nan smiled. "I was just rehearsing my lines with a classmate. My character is a vicious villain." He changed the subject: "Big brother, are you heading out now? To the interview for Tomorrow's Stars?"

"I see..." An Jing didn't know whether she believed it or not, and didn't bring up the matter again. "Yes, I have to go to the interview now, I'll go now."

"Okay, goodbye, big brother."

Watching An Jing leave, An Nanyi's smile gradually faded, replaced by restlessness and anxiety. Ugh, Lin Qingyan will definitely have her job interview today, and might even meet her older brother...

It doesn't matter. So what if he got the interview? He'd never heard of Lin Qingyan being able to sing or dance. Given Lin Qingyan's family's circumstances, how could they possibly afford to learn those things? Aren't they afraid of being laughed at?

Lin Qingyan definitely won't pass!