Jin Fu raised his hand and wiped away Gu Qingfei's tear.
It's piping hot.
The heat was agonizing for him.
At the same time, it is also somewhat unbelievable.
"So... you can cry too. I've never seen that before."
Gu Qingfei gave a bitter smile, her thoughts drifting back to twenty years ago.
He recalled that memory that he had buried deep in his mind, one he never wanted to bring out again.
He originally lived in a small mountain village. He was an illegitimate child born from a one-night stand between his mother and a wealthy businessman from the city.
Later, the big boss left, but he stayed behind, enduring the gossip and pointing fingers of the villagers along with his mother.
When he got a little older, his mother was worried that he would be traumatized, so she took him to live in the county town.
At that time, he was five years old, and his mother was still alive, making a living by working as a cleaner and waitress.
Although life was tough, it was the warmest memory in Gu Qingfei's heart.
Later, my mother also died from overwork.
He died on Gu Qingfei's sixth birthday.
As a result, six-year-old Gu Qingfei was forced to start begging before she could even eat the last bite of cake.
Later, Gu Qingfei was captured by Lu Shengzhi's men and taken back to his hometown. In his world, there were only zombies left.
Gu Qingfei cut off this memory and, unusually, said something sensible: "Because my mother told me that a man doesn't easily shed tears."
Jin Fu's eyes flickered, her heart aching even more.
Gu Qingfei still couldn't stand being cared for like this.
He felt awkward.
A person who has been subjected to too much coldness and disdain for too long will not be able to adapt to sudden acts of kindness.
Gu Qingfei pushed Jin Fu away: "Get out of the way, these are my own tears, why are you making such a fuss?"
Unfortunately, this small movement aggravated her aching back.
I couldn't help but gasp.
Jin Fu quickly rubbed his eyes and hugged Gu Qingfei, kissing away the few tears that were glistening in the corners of his eyes.
After a moment's hesitation, he finally managed to answer Gu Qingfei's previous question with difficulty: "I'm sorry, Qingfei, I like you, but I don't dare to tell you."
“Because if that happened, Lu Shengzhi would kill me. He doesn’t allow any supervisor to develop feelings for his test subjects.”
“If I die, Lu Shengzhi will send someone to supervise you and bring you food and medicine.”
"I'm afraid the next person won't be able to cook as well as I do, and I'm afraid the next person won't be able to take good care of you."
“Over the years I’ve followed Lu Shengzhi, I’ve seen many supervisors beat and scold experimental subjects. Qingfei, I can’t bear to do that.”
Each heartfelt confession stirred Gu Qingfei's long-dormant heart to pound wildly.
Qingfei, but feelings are not the same.
Most things in this world are beyond our control.
His mother is, Jin Fu is, and so is he.
Gu Qingfei took a deep breath, trying to hold back the tears that were about to fall.
He lowered his head, buried it in Jin Fu's neck, and mumbled a reply: "I know."
It was stiff, yet contained an unspeakable chill and grievance.
Jin Fu hugged Gu Qingfei tightly, finally understanding the full meaning of that ancient saying through him.
There is always a reason why someone is pitiful.
Those who are hateful often have tragic suffering.
Jin Fu held him like that, and waited until Gu Qingfei's emotions had calmed down a bit before leaning close to his ear and asking, "Do you still want to go find Lu Sijin? Do you want me or him?"
Gu Qingfei was aroused by that low, husky voice, and her heart skipped a beat.
The hand gripping Jin Fu's pajamas tightened unconsciously.
Gu Qingfei didn't look up, her voice still muffled, but she replied with two words without hesitation.
"I want you."
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