He had amnesia before and didn't know about his past, so he couldn't tell Xiao Xin at that time.
But now that he has regained his memory, he wants to tell Xiao Xin many things.
Xiao Xin didn't respond, and Fu Yan assumed he didn't want to hear it, so he continued, "Just treat it as a bedtime story, okay?"
Xiao Xin remained silent.
Fu Yan thought he was still angry, so he gently rubbed the back of Xiao Xin's head to comfort him, and then started talking about his past.
Although Xiao Xin kept his eyes closed, he was still listening to what he was saying.
“I have no mother since I was a child. My nanny told me that my mother abandoned me when I was born.”
“At the time, I never understood why she would abandon me. I hated her since I was a child. I hated her for leaving me alone in the Fu family and for making me suffer Fu Qingting’s torment alone. It wasn’t until what your father said that I forgave her.”
Xiao Xin didn't speak, and Fu Yan continued, "When I was little, I grew up with Yu Muqing and Qiao Chen, but Qiao Chen didn't like me because he liked Yu Muqing. But Yu Muqing was only nice to me. Do you know why?"
Xiao Xin rolled his eyes in the darkness; he knew it was a ghost.
“My mother is Yu Muqing’s aunt. Yu Muqing has met my mother. My mother was very kind to Yu Muqing when he was a child, which is why Yu Muqing has always been good to me…”
“Every time Yu Muqing was nice to me, Qiao Chen would look at me strangely, with jealousy and hostility, which is why he took revenge on me later.”
Xiao Xin suddenly asked, "How did he retaliate against you?"
Fu Yan smiled and said, "You could say that all the beatings I've suffered since I was a child were related to Qiao Chen, which is why I hate Qiao Chen."
Xiao Xin fell silent, and Fu Yan continued, "When I was little, I was doing the homework Fu Qingting had given me when Qiao Chen suddenly handed me a sick cat. He said the cat was dying and asked me to take care of it..."
“I took care of the cat, so my homework was put on hold. He went to Fu Qingting to complain, saying that I was being playful, and then I naturally got beaten up by Fu Qingting.”
“Every lash Fu Qingting delivered was a deadly blow. From that moment on, I knew that Fu Qingting had no love for me, and that he was not a good father…”
Xiao Xin felt a slight stirring in her heart and wanted to pat Fu Yan on the back, but she withdrew her hand.
Fu Yan's throat tightened as he continued, "When I was six, I was beaten half to death. I thought he would stop, but that wasn't the case. That was just the beginning. I don't know why, but every time Fu Qingting got angry, he would take out his anger by whipping me. The one who was responsible for handing me the whip was Qiao Chen..."
“He’s been scheming since he was a child, and he’ll do anything to achieve his goals. But Fu Qingting just kept him by his side and made him his right-hand man. I’ve come to terms with it, but there’s nothing I can do about it.”
“Sometimes I think, since he likes the Fu family so much, I should just give it to him. So I never competed or fought for anything since I was little. Gradually, I stopped trying to show off.”
Xiao Xin suddenly remembered the time in the private room; no wonder Fu Yan didn't resist.
“I was beaten a lot when I was a child, and it became a habit. The scars on my body itch terribly when they itch, so even though Fu Qingting stopped hitting me, I still can’t help but want someone to whip me…”
Xiao Xin couldn't resist patting him on the back.
Fu Yan felt his comforting gesture, rested his chin on Xiao Xin's head, and smiled, "Brother, you don't need to pity me. As long as you're by my side, I don't care about anything else..."
Xiao Xin withdrew his hand, his voice indifferent: "Continue."
Fu Yan then recounted what happened when he was fourteen, and Xiao Xin learned about his acquaintance with Jiang Yuqing.
On a sunny afternoon, Fu Yan was being whipped by Fu Qingting again. Just as he was about to faint, a figure blocked his way.
Then a clear, youthful voice came from beside him: "Uncle Fu, my dad wants to talk to you..."
Fu Qingting threw down the whip, snorted, and turned to leave.
Jiang Yuqing turned around and extended her hand to Fu Yan, who was covered in blood: "Hello, shall we be friends?"
Looking at the gentle-smiling young man in front of him, Fu Yan felt a surge of goodwill towards him.
He struggled to raise his hand and grasped the outstretched hand in return. "Mmm."
From then on, the two became friends and grew closer.
However, Qiao Chen later found out that they were getting close and told him about it.
Qiao Chen spread rumors everywhere that he liked Jiang Yuqing, and the matter became increasingly serious.
At the time, Fu Yan only considered Jiang Yuqing as his friend. However, under Fu Qingting's pressure, he developed a rebellious mentality and admitted that he liked Jiang Yuqing.
"So, did you ever like him?" Xiao Xin suddenly asked.
Fu Yan admitted, "Yes, I was attracted to him."
Xiao Xin fell silent.
As if sensing his sullen mood, Fu Yan continued to make sarcastic remarks in his ear: "Didn't you also like my own brother and treat me as a substitute for He Yunzhou?"
"Alright," Xiao Xin changed the subject, "Has your wolfhound really killed anyone?"
Fu Yan admitted, "Yes, that's right."
Xiao Xin: "...Why?"
Fu Yan explained, "Because of Qiao Chen."
On his nineteenth birthday, Fu Yan was drinking in a private room when a male model relentlessly pressed himself against him. He refused many times, but the man still shamelessly sat down next to him.
Fu Yan was feeling a bit annoyed, so he had someone send over his pet wolfhound.
His wolfhound was very fierce, so as long as he had the wolfhound with him, no one dared to approach him.
The male model had a peculiar smell, which the injected wolfhound smelled and suddenly pounced on him in a frenzy.
Fu Yan only found out later that the male model was sent by Qiao Chen, and that the wolfhound went berserk because Qiao Chen had someone give it an injection.
Besides the doctors, Qiao Chen also called many reporters and media outlets at the time.
Fu Yan was diagnosed with mild depression at the time, and the report was also published by the media, so everyone naturally put all the blame on him.
Xiao Xin asked, "Then why..."
“I know you want to ask me why I didn’t report him,” Fu Yan interrupted him, “because he sent me to the hospital, and I couldn’t contact the outside world. By the time I got out of the hospital, he had wiped away all traces.”
Xiao Xin paused for a moment, then asked, "Didn't Jiang Yuqing call you the day before she disappeared two years ago?"
Fu Yan nodded: "Yes, but he didn't call me the day before he disappeared. I was abroad at the time, and there's a time difference with China, so he called me on the day he disappeared."
Xiao Xin: "What did he say to you back then?"
Fu Yan asked him curiously, "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly curious about this?"
In the darkness, Xiao Xin's tone was very serious: "Because the day He Yunzhou died was the same day Jiang Yuqing disappeared..."
Fu Yan was somewhat shocked. He was silent for a moment, then said, "Two years ago, Jiang Yuqing called me and asked if I could take him abroad..."
Xiao Xin was somewhat displeased, her tone dissatisfied: "Didn't you omit a sentence?"
Fu Yan asked, puzzled, "What did you mean?"
Xiao Xin said sourly, "Didn't he still want you to elope with him?"
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