Chapter 1 gave a death order to make up
Two years later, in Country L.
The living room smelled strongly of alcohol, a pungent and overpowering odor.
Gu Yuanyuan and some friends had a party at home, and they were having a great time.
Outside the villa, a luxury car stopped, and Su Hengyi got out of the car. The man, who had lost some of his youthful charm, had sharp features and a handsome face that exuded indifference.
He got out of the car, walked towards the facade of the villa, and opened the door. He could hear the noise coming from inside the villa as soon as he entered the foyer.
As soon as you walk in, you see this scene.
Gu Yuanyuan held a wine bottle in one hand and touched a man's abs with the other. The man then pushed Gu Yuanyuan onto the sofa, and Gu Yuanyuan's smile had a hint of wickedness.
He tilted his head back and took a swig of wine, but just as the other person was about to kiss him, he kicked him aside.
"I'm back."
He leaned lazily against the sofa, a few buttons undone on his white shirt, the collar disheveled.
The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and several people stood up and called out, "Young Master Su."
Gu Yuanyuan was the only one leaning back on the sofa. He was so lazy that he didn't even want to lift his eyelids. He was enveloped by the shadow of the person who stood up, and his drooping eyelids concealed the darkness in his eyes.
After a while, he tilted his head back and took another gulp of wine.
He stood up. "Hey, don't be afraid, Young Master Su won't eat you. Sit down and keep playing. Didn't you say you were going to sing for me? Why aren't you singing?"
Gu Yuanyuan put her hand on a man's shoulder; he seemed drunk, his cheeks flushed.
So ambiguous.
The man turned pale with fright and lost all interest in flirtation. He hurriedly pushed Gu Yuanyuan away and said, "Um, Young Master Gu, we've had too much to drink, so we'll be leaving now."
"Run!"
"Young Master Su, I'm sorry to bother you!"
"Let's go now!"
Soon the people in the living room left, leaving only a messy table, a dirty white carpet, and a messy sofa.
Su Heng's eyes were dark and brooding, making it impossible to tell if he was angry.
Gu Yuanyuan wasn't looking at Su Hengyi. He turned around and slumped heavily onto the sofa, took a swig of wine, and then threw the empty bottle away.
Clang—
The sound of the bottle smashing on the floor was so loud in the quiet living room, so loud it was almost frightening.
Gu Yuanyuan scoffed, reached for his cigarette case, put a cigarette in his mouth, and lit it.
The movements were so familiar.
He never smoked before, but then he inexplicably started smoking.
He held the cigarette between his fingers and crossed his legs.
With her eyes half-closed, her voice, seemingly drunk, was so languid, "I didn't know you were coming back today, and I didn't mean to upset you. You know, you haven't been back to this house for half a year. I think you might never come back, right? So I have to find someone to entertain me, otherwise what am I supposed to do? Am I just supposed to stay here in this cold, lifeless house waiting for you?"
Su Hengyi didn't say anything, turned around and went upstairs.
Gu Yuanyuan turned her head, cursed under her breath, and then sneered.
After laughing, he gently covered his face with his hands.
Does Su Hengyi even know how cold this home is?
bedroom.
Su Hengyi was already asleep. Gu Yuanyuan stood at the bedroom door, looking at Su Hengyi lying on the big bed. His eyes were full of restraint yet filled with hatred.
He missed him terribly, after all, they hadn't seen each other for half a year.
But he also hated Su Hengyi's lack of love and coldness.
Finally, he turned and left.
In the past two years, he has become too gloomy. It was Su Hengyi's icy and chilling aura that forced him to become like this. The torment of loving someone he couldn't have made Gu Yuanyuan more and more morbid.
He used to love Su Hengyi so much that he wanted Su Hengyi to fall in love with him.
The more he loves Su Hengyi now, the more he hates him.
In the middle of the night, Su Hengyi suddenly opened his eyes. A cold dagger was pressed against his neck. Gu Yuanyuan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Su Hengyi with such indifferent eyes.
Su Hengyi met his gaze.
Gu Yuanyuan lightly traced a line on Su Hengyi's neck with a dagger. "Why did you come back? Don't you care at all how much you've been cuckolded? My scandals have been so widespread over the past six months that your grandfather has called several times to inquire, but you haven't said a word. Wouldn't you care if I slept with some man tomorrow? Would you?!"
Su Hengyi grasped Gu Yuanyuan's wrist.
Gu Yuanyuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he said through gritted teeth in an extremely cold voice, "Don't fucking move, or I'll really kill you!"
Su Hengyi and Gu Yuanyuan were arguing when a dagger slashed his neck, leaving a bloody mark, before being thrown to the ground with a crisp sound.
Gu Yuanyuan remained in the position where the dagger had been thrown away, his eyes red and him panting heavily.
Su Hengyi sat up in bed and looked at Gu Yuanyuan coldly, "You won't."
Gu Yuanyuan has an almost obsessive loyalty to his feelings; he won't act recklessly.
"How do you know I can't? I'll go find another man tomorrow and cheat on you!"
"Whatever."
Su Heng pulled the blanket over himself, straightened the pillow that had fallen to the side, and lay down to sleep again with his back to Gu Yuanyuan.
Gu Yuanyuan sat alone for a long time before lying down next to Su Hengyi.
Despite his deep hatred for Su Hengyi, when he lay down, his eyes were filled with tears, and his cold heart seemed to regain its vitality, beating so fast.
It reminded him how much he loved the person next to him.
Gu Yuanyuan lay stiffly for a while, then closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face. He turned around and hugged Su Hengyi from behind, pressing close to Su Hengyi, his breath coming in soft gasps with sobs.
"I'm sorry, I hurt you."
He lost; those who love too deeply are always too easily defeated.
His fingertips rested on Su Hengyi's neck, where a thin cut had been made, and then he leaned in and licked away the blood from Su Hengyi's fair neck.
Then, moving upwards, you kiss the other person's cold lips.
He lay on top of Su Hengyi, and after a while, he hugged Su Hengyi tightly.
He choked up as he asked him, his voice tinged with a hint of coquetry, "Can you respond to me?"
I'm tired.
"It's been half a year —"
Before he could finish speaking, Su Heng coldly interrupted, "I'm tired."
Gu Yuanyuan's hand on the soft pillow tightened, and the emotion in his eyes turned into hatred. He lowered his head and kissed her recklessly, enraged.
Su Hengyi forcefully pushed him away by pressing his shoulder, causing him to fall onto the bed.
He got up. "You sleep by yourself."
He walked towards the door.
"Su Hengyi! Why! Why did you do this to me!"
Gu Yuanyuan angrily pushed over the floor lamp by the bedside. He smashed things in the bedroom again and even punched the mirror to pieces.
Su Hengyi's figure had long since disappeared.
The bedroom started with the sound of things being smashed and thrown, and then after a long time, it became quiet, just like it is now.
Gu Yuanyuan sat alone amidst the mess on the floor. "Look, it's quiet again."
He clutched his head, his hands covered in blood.
He couldn't remember how many nights had been this quiet, so quiet it felt like he was the only person left in the world. Gu Yuanyuan knew that the servants would clean the place tomorrow, and the bedroom would be restored to its original state as quickly as possible.
Because a home without warmth is the easiest to rebuild, Su Hengyi had no feelings for anything in this home.
And Gu Yuanyuan————
Perhaps it existed once, but then it simply disappeared.
A slight sound.
What's that noise?
Gu Yuanyuan turned his head sharply and looked over. Su Hengyi walked towards him, stepping over the mess on the ground and carrying a first-aid kit.
He kicked away the broken objects on the ground, things like shards of glass and wood chips.
Gu Yuanyuan sniffed, then used his hands to move the things aside, clearing a clean space. He didn't care that his fingers were cut by glass again.
Su Heng put down the first-aid kit, squatted down, picked up Gu Yuanyuan's blood-soaked hand, and then took out medical cotton from the kit.
Under the light, Gu Yuanyuan's hands showed not only fresh wounds but also many faint scars.
Because of his spoiled brat temper, he loves to smash things when he gets angry. And when he gets really angry, he hurts himself too. He's someone who's so afraid of pain, yet he's hurt himself countless times.
Su Hengyi used a cotton swab soaked in iodine to disinfect Gu Yuanyuan's hands. Gu Yuanyuan's hands trembled with pain, but she didn't dare to forcefully pull away from Su Hengyi's hands.
Perhaps he was afraid that if he broke free, Su Hengyi in front of him would disappear just like he had imagined.
Su Heng lowered his head and asked him, "Does it hurt a lot?"
Gu Yuanyuan stared intently at Su Hengyi, as if any response would reignite the fervent beating of his numb heart.
He whispered, "I didn't feel any pain just now, and I've never felt much pain before. It seemed like it would get better on its own in a couple of days. But when you held my hand, I felt an unbearable pain."
Su Hengyi looked up at him again. When he was about to continue disinfecting his hand with the cotton swab, he suddenly hesitated.
He bent down again and gently blew on the wound, while carefully placing a cotton swab on it. "Does it still hurt?"
Gu Yuanyuan shook her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore!"
But his hands still trembled reflexively. His pain receptors were too sensitive. Even such a small injury felt like a knife cutting into his nerves, with waves of stinging and burning pain that tormented his mind.
Su Hengyi applied some pain-relieving ointment that he had at home, and then gently wrapped his wound with gauze.
"If you know it hurts, then don't hurt yourself next time."
The next second, Su Hengyi's face was suddenly pinched. He looked up and saw Gu Yuanyuan's cool and beautiful face reflected in his dark eyes.
His hand, wrapped in gauze, paused. He asked, "What are you doing?"
Gu Yuanyuan hurriedly withdrew her hand again, "I just wanted to see if you were just a figment of my imagination. I'm also afraid that I might really become mentally ill. I don't want to become like Lu Jiunian once was."
Su Hengyi ignored Gu Yuanyuan's words. He finished wrapping the gauze and said in a detached voice, "Grandpa wants me to go back to dinner with you tomorrow. He gave us a firm order to make up."
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