Chapter 74: Someone I Will Remember Even if It's Engraved Into My Bones
Fu Ci lowered her bright peach blossom eyes and stared at him without blinking. It was unknown what she was thinking. Unfortunately, behind that heart-pounding coldness was an even deeper and bottomless vortex.
He frowned slightly in confusion and asked, "Brother?" There was obvious strangeness and alienation in his voice.
Perhaps it was because he couldn't bear to see the man's grief-stricken expression, as if he had lost the whole world, that Fu Ci didn't turn around and leave. He kindly explained, "Sir, you've got the wrong person."
"My parents died young, and I'm their only child. I don't have any older brothers."
He said he has no brother?
Lu Shiyan's eyes trembled. What happened to Aci?
Don't you remember him?
How could that little fool whose heart and eyes were filled with only him not remember him?
Lu Shiyan forced himself to stand up, and explained with an excited and urgent look: "I am not your biological brother."
"Before her death, your mother entrusted you to my father's care, so you have been living with the Lu family since you were ten years old. I am your nominal brother."
His lips trembled slightly, "Aci, don't you remember all this?"
Lu Shiyan didn't believe that Fu Ci didn't remember him, but the alienation and indifference in Fu Ci's eyes were like a sharp knife stabbing into his heart, making him feel so painful that he could hardly control himself.
Fu Ci raised his eyes to meet his eager and expectant gaze, without dodging at all, his eyes were cold, "Sorry, you really recognized the wrong person."
"How could that be?"
Lu Shiyan reached out and grabbed his suit jacket. The person in front of him was obviously A Ci, how could he have made a mistake?
He kept tugging at his clothes, desperately trying to find evidence that he was his own Ah Ci. "You've been injured twice on your forehead, and there's a small cinnabar mole on the left side of your waist. When you're aroused, you..."
“That’s enough!”
Fu Ci grabbed Lu Shiyan's hands that were pulling at his shirt, and his eyes suddenly changed from curiosity and reluctance to disgust. "Your way of approaching people is too old-fashioned."
"How dare you say such shameless words?"
"My name is indeed Fu Ci, and I am the only eldest son of the Fu family in Nancheng. I have been weak since I was a child and have been recuperating in the manor. Today is the first time I appear in front of everyone."
"But I can guarantee that I'm definitely not the Aci you described as living under someone else's roof."
"No." Lu Shiyan's eyes were red as if about to bleed, and crystal tears fell down his cheeks. He said in a hoarse voice: "Aci is not living under someone else's roof. He is the person I love most in my life."
"But I lost him."
Fu Ci only felt that the tears were hitting his heart one by one, hot and burning. This strange feeling made him have a bad premonition in his heart. He turned around and left as if escaping.
Lu Shiyan looked at his resolute back as he left, as if he saw again the scene of Fu Ci falling into the sea with tenderness and determination, and his heart immediately felt a strong pain.
Because that scene had long been engraved in his memory, like a sharp blade, torturing his heart over and over again, suffocating him.
And he did fall down slowly. At the moment before he closed his eyes, he stretched out his hand to grab the indifferent back of the departing figure. Did his little fool blame him for not protecting him, so he didn't remember him and refused to recognize him?
"Ayan?"
Zhou Mu caught Lu Shiyan's fallen body and kept calling him nervously, "Ayan, how are you?"
"Wake up!"
Hearing the exclamation behind him, Fu Ci's steps became disorderly and he stood stiffly in place. Lu family?
Ayan?
So he is the elder brother... Lu Shiyan?
He suddenly turned around and looked at the fainted figure. Was this the person he had forgotten everything about but wanted to remember even if it was engraved in his bones and blood?
"Aci, what's wrong with you?"
Fu Yuan's old yet majestic voice suddenly sounded behind Fu Ci, instantly bringing Fu Ci back to his senses. He suppressed the complex emotions surging in his heart, turned around and looked at Fu Yuan with a normal expression.
"Grandpa, why did you come out?"
"I saw you hadn't returned for a long time, and I thought you were lost in this unfamiliar place, so I came to look for you." Fu Yuan changed the subject, "By the way, who were you talking to just now?"
Fu Ci replied truthfully: "A man I don't know mistook me for his brother and kept grabbing me and wouldn't let me leave."
Fu Yuan stared at him with sharp eyes, not missing the slightest change on his face. He was so silent that it was suffocating. Only when he found nothing unusual did he lower his eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. "Mr. Huo's cousin has fainted. We should be busy. Let's go home first."
"Okay, Grandpa."
Fu Ci followed Fu Yuan and left. He clenched his hands into fists at his sides and repeatedly told himself not to look back and not to reveal the slightest flaw.
Inside the main courtyard of the Fu family, Uncle Qi looked at Fu Yuan's increasingly sinister expression and asked in surprise, "Master, it seems that the eldest young master didn't recognize Lu Shiyan, otherwise he wouldn't have been so upset that he fainted and didn't care."
Fu Yuan narrowed his eyes, his expression instantly becoming stern and murderous. He reached out and threw the antique worth millions on the table to the ground, saying in a cold voice, "But if it were anyone else, they would never be able to get close to him, yet he stayed with Lu Shiyan for such a long time."
"He should have just turned around and left. I shouldn't have spoken to him." A gloomy look flashed across Fu Yuan's face. "So his test tonight can only be considered passing, but it definitely doesn't satisfy me."
"I heard that the Huo family's land project is huge this time, and the Lu family has also invested. Go tell Huo Jingchen that our Fu family also wants to invest, just as a training ground for A Ci."
Qi Bo hesitated and said, "Master, the Lu family has invested in this project, so the Huo family should have no shortage of funds. Will Huo Jingchen agree?"
Fu Yuan's lips curled up into a cold smile, "He will."
"Even if it's for Lu Shiyan, he will agree."
"What our Fu family needs is a cold-blooded, ruthless, and decisive heir, so I will never allow him to have even the slightest weakness or the possibility of losing control."
Qi Bo had long been accustomed to Fu Yuan's perversion and ruthlessness, and he also knew the reason why Fu Yuan forced Fu Ci in such an extreme way.
In addition to the perverted and crazy desire for control that runs in the Fu family's bones, the escape of his uncle Fu Lingyuan is the only thing that has lost his control in his life, and it is also a pain that will never be erased from his heart.
So when it came to Fu Ci, Fu Yuan seemed to become even more aggressive. He spent three years erasing and reconstructing his memory just to keep a firm control over him.
He couldn't believe it. What if Fu Ci also lost control like his father? Would Fu Yuan be unable to accept it or would he directly kill him and the person who tempted him to lose control?
In the bathroom of the room, Fu Ci lay in the bathtub and let the freezing water drown him. His slender fingertips rubbed the three words "Lu Shiyan" over and over again, almost like self-torture. The wound soon broke open again and bled, and the water mixed with blood kept rippling.
It was hard to tell whether the water or tears were on his charming and clear face. His upturned peach blossom eyes were filled with bloodshot, and his heart felt as if something had cut a piece out of it. The pain quickly spread to every part of his body.
How could he forget what his brother looked like?
The corner of his eye fell on the cinnabar mole on his left waist. Thinking of Lu Shiyan's eyes that changed from expectation to dejection, Fu Ci burst into tears instantly. He raised his hand and bit the back of his hand hard to prevent himself from crying.
I can only confess silently: Brother, I’m sorry!
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