Xiao Xin thought for a moment, then grabbed Fu Yan's hair and pulled him away, looking into his eyes and saying, "Fu Yan, will you only let me go if I die?"

Fu Yan saw that he was serious and solemn, and his eyes darkened.

He took Xiao Xin's hand and placed it on his chest.

The deep furrows that were once scarred have been smoothed out, leaving only faint marks.

"Did you see that, brother?"

Fu Yan looked up and asked him. The man who had been full of hostility just now looked like a puppy that had been soaked in the rain, with even his eyes wet.

Xiao Xin looked into his eyes, then awkwardly looked away and asked, "What did you see?"

“These wounds on my chest, you healed them for me,” Fu Yan said, holding his hand tightly, his palm pressed against his chest. “Even the wounds in my heart were healed by you, brother…”

Xiao Xin kept looking away, but the place where his palm was pressed was very hot, just like... Fu Yan's feelings for him.

Xiao Xin didn't speak, and Fu Yan continued to talk to himself: "Brother made me feel a different kind of emotion, and injected a soul into my walking corpse body, but why are you so cruel as to take it away now?"

Xiao Xin turned her face away, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Because of you, I learned to love and to make friends. Everything I never dared to hope for before was given to me by you."

Fu Yan's voice choked as she said this: "But now, why is my brother giving up on me? Why is he giving up on our relationship? I don't understand..."

"Why does it have to be me?" Xiao Xin asked, fighting back tears.

Fu Yan frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

“You’re still young, you’ll meet many people in the future,” Xiao Xin turned and looked directly into his eyes, “Why do you have to cling to me…”

Fu Yan remained silent for a moment, then quietly met his gaze.

Xiao Xin couldn't hold back his tears and asked, crying, "Fu Yan, are you a slut?"

Fu Yan looked at him with heartache: "Brother..."

Xiao Xin shouted in a near-breakdown, "I told you I love He Yunzhou, you're just a substitute! Wasn't I clear enough? Why are you still clinging to me?!"

He bent his knees, buried his head in them, and clutched his hair with both hands: "I'm tired, Fu Yan, I'm really tired..."

He Yunzhou is already dead, and he doesn't want Fu Yan to repeat the same mistake.

But Fu Yan wouldn't listen and insisted on getting close to him...

Xiao Xin buried her head in her hands and cried her heart out: "Why, why can't you be more sensible? Why won't you listen to me?"

Fu Yan suddenly realized his powerlessness at that moment.

Xiao Xin dared not rely on him because he was young and not strong enough.

Even the money used to pay off Xiao Xin's debts was from Fu Qingting, not his own.

He was confined in a small cage by Fu Qingting since childhood, gradually becoming isolated and not knowing what true love is, nor how to love others properly.

He now realized that Xiao Xin might not need his love at all; he had simply imposed his own subjective opinions on Xiao Xin.

"You won't be satisfied until I'm dead, will you...?"

Xiao Xin suddenly looked up at Fu Yan: "Tell me, do you really want me to die in front of you?!"

Fu Yan grasped his hand, his voice trembling: "Brother, don't cry. If anyone's going to die, it'll be me..."

Xiao Xin stopped crying and looked at him with incomprehension.

Fu Yan smiled faintly, looking into his eyes as he explained, "Because my life was saved by you, brother..."

Xiao Xin's tears welled up uncontrollably, and she just watched him cry quietly.

Fu Yan felt a pang of pain in his heart when he saw him cry.

He raised his hand, wanting to wipe away Xiao Xin's tears.

Xiao Xin turned her head away and pulled her hand out of his, saying, "Don't touch me again."

A hint of melancholy flashed in Fu Yan's eyes as he slowly withdrew his hand. "Fine, I won't touch you."

He stood up from the bathtub and put on his bathrobe: "Brother, you can work at Fu's from now on. I've submitted your resignation for the Mo family."

Xiao Xin doesn't accept him, but he also can't accept Xiao Xin getting too close to Mo Xuan.

At least not until he has completely let go.

Since Xiao Xin didn't truly love him before, he would keep her by his side and treat her well until she fell in love with him again.

Xiao Xin looked up at him: "Why should I?"

Fu Yan thought for a moment, but couldn't come up with a good reason.

He bent down and pulled Xiao Xin out of the water, turned and walked to the bedroom. After putting him on the bed, he said, "If you really need a reason, how about I become your creditor now?"

Xiao Xin bent her knees and hugged herself. "Even if you are my creditor, I will not go to the Fu family."

Fu Yan used a bath towel to dry the water off him. "What, do you like the Mo family that much? Or do you like Mo Xuan?"

Xiao Xin glanced at him sideways; Fu Yan had started again…

"How inexplicable." He couldn't help but glance at Fu Yan sideways.

After Fu Yan dried him off, she helped him put on his pajamas and then took a towel to dry the water droplets off his hair.

“I promise I won’t touch you, but from now on you can’t leave my sight, and don’t even think about meeting Mo Xuan behind my back.”

Xiao Xin was completely deflated; it turned out that all his previous words had been in vain.

Fu Yan is completely impervious to reason...

Fu Yan knelt beside him, using a hairdryer to dry his hair. With a slight glance down, he saw Xiao Xin glaring at him angrily, like a rabbit that had been provoked.

He couldn't resist pinching Xiao Xin's cheek. "Before I completely let go of you, please be a good boy, okay?"

Xiao Xin looked at him: "What do you mean?"

"Breakup buffer period".

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