The door opened with a "creak..." The person lying on the bed tilted his head to look at the door, but because of the backlight, he could only see a blurry figure.
But no matter how much he was reluctant to admit it, even if it was just a blurry figure, all his body senses could clearly tell who the person was.
Posha was extremely disgusted with himself and closed his eyes in self-abandonment.
Zhou Nian gently placed the medicine bowl on the bedside table and quietly looked at Po Sha lying on the bed. The tenderness in his eyes could only be revealed at this moment without any scruples.
He was considered a child born into the Crown Prince's household. His father and uncle were originally close to the Empress. His father died saving the Crown Prince shortly after he was born.
My mother was a weak woman who loved my father deeply. Not long after my father's death, she became depressed and passed away.
He was only 3 years old at that time and was taken home to be raised by his uncle. He cried for several months after suddenly losing his parents and was often sick due to excessive sadness and fear.
It was my uncle who watched over me day and night. In fact, my uncle was a very serious person and he didn't show his emotions.
She was very strict with herself, but she also gave him twenty years of care and education.
In my uncle's heart, besides His Highness, there was only me. He never married in his life, and he thought that this must be because he adopted me.
Therefore, the person he respected most in his life was his uncle.
Po Sha is different from himself. He was rescued by His Highness 10 years ago. He was 16 years old at that time and was like a wolf cub. Apart from His Highness, he only wanted to be close to himself.
Po Sha was originally a fighting monkey raised by wealthy families. The so-called fighting monkeys were locked in a large iron cage and fought against each other in pairs or in groups.
Dead or disabled fighting monkeys are simply thrown away and left to fend for themselves.
It is extremely cruel but very common to do so for the owner's viewing and entertainment.
By chance, when he and His Highness were wearing private clothes to observe the people's sentiments, they saw Po Sha who was abandoned and dying.
He was clearly a person on his last breath, but his eyes were as fierce as a wolf cub.
With just one glance, he was brought back by His Highness. He asked the best imperial physician to treat him and use the best medicine.
He had a fever for a full half month. This man, who had been told countless times by the imperial physician to leave everything to fate, actually survived with his strong desire to survive.
He followed the rules and regulations since childhood and enjoyed the love of his uncle. At the age of five, he became the prince's companion. Everyone he met was either noble or flattering.
I have never seen anyone like this, who is at the bottom of society but still has such a rebellious and proud spirit.
He was unconsciously attracted and took the initiative to take on the responsibility of taking care of and serving the fighting monkey.
It took them five years to go from initial resistance to gradually relaxing their guard and finally falling in love with each other.
It only took one month from promising to be together forever to betraying the oath.
My uncle's thunderous rage and the extreme damage he inflicted pushed the situation to an irreversible point.
At the age of 21 that year, he thought he could coordinate both sides. At the same time, he comforted Po Sha, saying that he would never let him down. He just hoped that he would give him time to resolve it.
While hiding it from Po Sha, he pretended to meet the blind date arranged by his uncle, but in fact he had already made plans for the backup plan.
However, he never expected to be bumped into by Po Sha. Po Sha was so angry that he didn't listen to his explanation at all. He raised his sword and stabbed the innocent woman whom he had never met.
In the end, he accidentally hurt his uncle, whom he respected the most and felt the most guilty about.
He was angry at Posha's distrust, he hated Posha's recklessness and impulsiveness, and he resented Posha's unwillingness to repent after doing something wrong.
Under the pleading eyes of his dying uncle and the aggressive questioning of Posha, he broke his own promise with his own hands.
From then on, Po Sha became the cold and numb person he is today, and never smiled at him again, or rather, he never smiled at anyone else.
He had regretted countless times, regretting letting go of Po Sha's hand that was holding him and begging him not to leave.
He also went to Po Sha to explain what happened that day, but Po Sha never gave him another chance.
Moreover, because of what happened five years ago, he has never known how to balance the relationship between his uncle and Posha.
He has been waiting, waiting for the day when his uncle will let go of his prejudice and no longer oppose it, even if he does not bless it.
I am also waiting for the day when Po Sha can untie their knot and give them a chance to start over.
But he never thought that one day Po Sha would fall into his arms.
Thinking back to the day when Po Sha was carried back by Miss Qiqing, he had his eyes tightly closed, breathing weakly, as if he would leave him at any time.
At that moment, he was really panicked. He knew he couldn't wait any longer, and he was willing to kneel down and beg his uncle for his blessing.
If one day doesn't work, then one month. If one month doesn't work, then one year. If one year doesn't work, that's fine too. He will stay with Po Sha and pray for his uncle's forgiveness.
He wasn't sure if Posha would give him another chance, but he figured it wouldn't matter if Posha didn't. Be it selfishness or scoundrelism, he couldn't give up again.
Zhou Nian, immersed in his own emotions, gently pulled Po Sha's hand, placed it to his lips, and touched it lightly.
Posha suppressed the violent shock in his heart, felt the wetness sliding down the back of his hand, and used all his strength to not shake off Zhou Nian's hand.
In his hazy state these days, he knew who was taking care of him. He wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't move at all.
He was forced to endure this person's care, just like going back to the time when they first met 10 years ago.
In a trance, he couldn't even tell what day it was, and he couldn't control himself from getting lost in it.
He despised himself for indulging in this person's false warmth again and again; at the same time, he could not control the joy and desire buried deep in his heart.
Zhou Nian's silent tears gradually turned into soft sobs. He held Po Sha's hand tightly and said with some trembling:
"Posha, let's...let's be together again...okay?
Posha, give me another chance... okay?
Posha, wake up soon. This time, I will never let go of your hand.
Please, wake up soon.
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Zhou Nian's grief-stricken voice echoed softly in the room. He didn't want anyone to respond, he just couldn't control the emotions that he had suppressed for many years.
Posha tilted his head slightly, and a tear ran across the corner of his eye and into his hair.
He was thankful that Zhou Nian didn't know he had woken up. Otherwise, he didn't know how to face it.
Zhou Nian had promised him that they would be together forever, but she had also shaken off his hand and told him that everything was over.
His heart was in chaos, and a voice told him: Don't trust this man, he once betrayed you and your oath.
But there is a more secret voice that rings out, isn't this the moment you want and what you long for?
Isn't this the moment when this person is filled with remorse?
But why does his own heart hurt too?
Posha closed his eyes tightly, letting himself sink into depravity...
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