0043 Early Cold (2)
When will I finally understand my own heart?
When Guan Kai first met Guan Yue, he thought he looked like a stray dog.
A stray dog that shouldn't have been in this glamorous city, belonging to the wealthy Guan family.
His rare roguishness and mischievousness attracted him almost instantly.
At first, he was just teasing him. Using the cleverness of a ten-year-old to play tricks on the cunning Guan Yue would only backfire. After Guan Kai was humiliated by him a few times, he willingly called him "brother" for the first time.
He replied nonchalantly, "Brother? I'm not your brother."
Yes, in terms of blood relations, Guan Fei and he are the real brothers, but Guan Kai has never called Guan Fei "brother". On the contrary, he can't help but feel close to this person who doesn't seem to be from the Guan family and shouldn't have the surname "Guan".
Following Guan Yue, he cursed a teacher he didn't like for the first time, skipped a boring class he didn't want to attend for the first time, went to an internet cafe to play games with friends for the first time, picked up a girl for the first time, and... slept with her for the first time.
He experienced so many firsts with him, but only once did he pull him back.
In a VIP room at the nightclub, he introduced him to a man called Brother Dao.
He didn't know what Guan Yue wanted from Brother Dao, but Brother Dao slapped a packet of white powder in front of him.
It sounded like a single word coming from the nose: "Inhale."
He noticed Guan Yue's face turn pale.
"Brother Dao, you know I only want to sell... I don't want to touch this."
He was startled, and vaguely realized what it was. He didn't have time to think about why Guan Yue would touch such a thing; he just saw the unyielding look in Dao Ge's eyes and knew for sure that he couldn't let him get hurt.
Who knows where they got the strength from, but they grabbed him and ran. Behind them were the sounds of clattering and chasing, with someone shouting, "We can't let them get away!" But they ran even faster.
The wind whistled past their ears as they darted through the alleyways of the gray area, running until their backs were so sore they could barely stand, leaving only the sound of the wind behind them.
It was at that moment that he sat on the ground, panting, and asked him, "Why did you save me?"
He wanted to brush it off with a casual remark, just as he had done to himself countless times before.
But the man in front of me had a serious look in his eyes.
I didn't want to lie to him, nor did I want to admit it.
Amidst this internal turmoil, he was kissed by the person in front of him.
My heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment, then surged violently and rapidly.
With the scent of nicotine, the cheap and pungent tobacco flavor unique to Guan Yue was pushed into the mouth.
They entangled themselves until death in that sweltering summer, in that dilapidated alley, in a place no one cared about.
But when they got back, they acted like brothers, bickering and joking around, and never mentioned the absurdity of that day.
But the seed had already been planted in my heart.
He was thinking that as long as he continued to study and earn money, he would take him away from the Guan family and away from this fake and hypocritical city when he was able to do so.
They went to a free place to feel the wind, see the sea, and live there forever.
That wish, so close it seemed, was about to come true, but it was cruelly shattered.
Even the immense Guan family, without absolute power, couldn't save someone with the same surname. On the contrary, the blood of all those seemingly unconnected hypocrites began to cohede at this moment.
Everyone unanimously decided to give up on him.
It's just because he doesn't have Guan family blood in his veins, even though he's lived in this family for so many years.
When he returned home, Guan Yue was gone; all that remained was the news of his imprisonment.
He seemed to have lost his soul.
He grabbed the person next to him and asked if he had said anything. The person was startled and hurriedly shook his head to break free.
Unwilling to give up, he grabbed another one, who also remained silent.
Finally, it was his older brother Guan Fei who stopped him, his face still showing undisguised disgust and disdain.
"He told you not to wait for him." The words drifted into my ears.
He was too weak to kneel down on the ground.
Those feelings they shared day and night, feelings they understood without needing to be expressed, and that long kiss he repeatedly recalled that summer—all shattered in an instant.
Then came a long period of planning and waiting.
Guan Yue, I promise you, I will never wait for you. I will make the most of the rest of my life to get justice for you.
Years of painstaking planning cannot be overturned by a few lighthearted sarcastic remarks.
Guan Fei asked him if he knew who that was.
He knew perfectly well that this would be a moth drawn to a flame, a fierce battle that would be fought entirely by him.
After seven years of spying, he finally discovered that even the young master of the Wan family had a weakness.
He smelled the treasure he had hidden, wrapped in flesh and blood.
He only needs to approach layer by layer, peeling away layer by layer, and the final blow will be fatal.
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