Chapter 7, you guys are doing well.
Su Hengyi's gaze fell on Gu Yuanyuan's hands.
Gu Yuanyuan's hand trembled slightly because of the pain.
Zhou He looked at Gu Yuanyuan with a wry smile, "I didn't hit him, he hit me."
Gu Yuanyuan's arrogant voice said, "That's your fault too. Get lost! I told you I don't want to see you! Can you, Zhou He, stop coming near me? If I had known you were clinging to me like this, I wouldn't have paid any attention to you in the first place."
Zhou He's face turned deathly pale instantly, his eyes filled with excruciating pain. His nerves were being torn apart by Gu Yuanyuan's words, relentlessly tearing at them until they bled profusely.
With each heartbeat, it felt like countless knives were cutting into him, and tears welled up in Zhou He's eyes instantly.
Gu Yuanyuan froze, and another similar sentence flashed through his mind.
'I actually hope he doesn't save me, so I won't have to feel indebted to him.'
Gu Yuanyuan suppressed the emotions in his eyes. He looked unsteady on his feet, his hands bracing against the table. "Get out!"
He told Zhou He to get out.
"I only care about you. I'm the only person in this world who cares about your pain. Su Hengyi doesn't care about you at all! When will you realize that he only loves Mu Guangcheng!"
"Smack—"
Gu Yuanyuan raised her hand and slapped Zhou He across the face.
"You're the one who needs a slap to wake you up!"
"Smack—"
Zhou He seemed to be in extreme pain, and he raised his hand to slap back, but he actually restrained the force.
Gu Yuanyuan was already dizzy and lightheaded, and Zhou He's slap sent him stumbling to the side. Su Heng reached out and caught him.
Zhou He pulled back his hand that had reached out to grab Gu Yuanyuan. He looked at Gu Yuanyuan with intense pain in his eyes, wanting to say something but keeping quiet.
He turned and walked away with pain in his eyes, his body staggering slightly.
Gu Yuanyuan touched his face and leaned against Su Hengyi's chest. "Brother Su, my hand hurts so much. Can you get me a doctor?"
"good."
Su Hengyi picked up Gu Yuanyuan and put her back on the sofa. Then he asked his assistant to bring over the first-aid kit and used cotton swabs to press on Gu Yuanyuan's bleeding hand.
Gu Yuanyuan looked at Su Hengyi and said, "But it hurts so much. I feel uncomfortable all over. Brother Su, it hurts so much."
Su Heng looked up at Gu Yuanyuan.
Gu Yuanyuan got up from the sofa and suddenly hugged Su Hengyi tightly, holding him as if he were using all his strength to hold on to him. He buried his face in Su Hengyi's neck and his breath was so hot.
"Brother Su, you won't leave me, right?"
Su Heng held a cotton swab in his hand, remaining silent and offering no reply.
Gu Yuanyuan leaned against Su Hengyi before saying, "Then please hug me, okay? I feel so uncomfortable, my whole body feels terrible, like I'm going to die."
You'll be alright.
Su Hengyi hugged Gu Yuanyuan, hesitated for a moment, and then gently patted Gu Yuanyuan's back.
Gu Yuanyuan raised his head again and looked at Su Hengyi, "Then can you kiss me? You never kiss me first."
Su Hengyi remained silent.
Gu Yuanyuan's eyes were slightly red, as if he wanted to cry. He hugged Su Hengyi's neck, shook Su Hengyi in a coquettish manner, and buried his face in the crook of his neck.
"I'm really upset..."
Gu Yuanyuan looked up again, her eyes already a little moist, her voice trembling with a nasal tone, like a spoiled kitten, easily making people's hearts melt.
Su Heng hesitated for a moment, then leaned over and kissed Gu Yuanyuan's lips.
He only intended to kiss him briefly, but Gu Yuanyuan suddenly pressed down on the back of Su Hengyi's head and took the initiative to deepen the kiss, unwilling to miss a single moment.
After kissing Gu Yuanyuan, she seemed exhausted and lay down on the sofa, tightly holding Su Hengyi's hand, before falling into a deep sleep.
This time, Su Hengyi didn't continue with his work; he stayed by Gu Yuanyuan's side.
I was relieved to see that his fever had subsided.
Gu Yuanyuan's cold was difficult to cure, and it took her two weeks of intermittent suffering to fully recover.
On this day, Shi Nianzhi made a video call to Su Hengyi. His expression was somewhat serious. "Brother Yi, I have something to tell you. Don't get excited yet."
Su Hengyi didn't seem to care much, and didn't even look up. "Hmm."
It seemed that nothing could stir his emotions anymore.
Shi Nianzhi hesitated for a moment before saying, "I ran into Little Fatty today, do you remember him?"
"Class monitor."
"Yes, he told me he saw Mu Guangcheng, it was about three months ago. He said Mu Guangcheng asked him about you, and even asked which university you got into..."
"......."
Su Hengyi's pen stopped moving, and he couldn't hear what Shi Nianzhi said afterward. His mind was filled with that one sentence:
He told me he saw Mu Guangcheng.
Shi Nianzhi reached out and slapped the screen, as if he could capture Su Hengyi's image. He said, "Brother Yi, are you listening? Tell me, is the boss really not dead? Why didn't he come to see me after he came back? He's looking for you. Did he not know your identity before?"
Su Hengyi's mind was in turmoil. "Guangcheng? Are you sure?"
“I asked Xiaopang repeatedly, and he said it was him. He’s grown taller than before, but he’s lost a lot of weight.”
I've lost a lot of weight.
For some reason, Su Hengyi suddenly remembered the man wearing a fox mask who squatted down to pick up candy and then handed it to him on the street where they watched the fireworks that day.
He felt a sense of familiarity at the time, but when he was still grieving over Mu Guangcheng's death, he mistook too many Mu Guangchengs on the street because they all looked very similar.
Even if he's sitting in a car and only sees the back of someone's head, he'll chase them for blocks.
Later, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. He stopped randomly recognizing people on the street, because he knew that the real Mu Guangcheng was dead.
In this world, no matter how similar their figures or appearances are, they will never be the Mu Guangcheng in his heart.
It was as if his subordinates, in an attempt to curry favor with him, had given him a boy who looked remarkably like Mu Guangcheng, especially when he smiled—they were practically identical.
However, Su Hengyi only glanced at it a couple more times, but did not make any further contact. He sent it back the same way it was delivered to him, without even a hint of kindness.
Because he knew that wasn't it.
Shi Nianzhi added, "But when I asked Xiao Pang if he had exchanged contact information, he said no, he was having too much fun chatting and forgot. You said the boss didn't die or lose his memory, so where has he been these past two years? Why didn't he come back to find us? And why did he suddenly appear? Where is he now? Brother, isn't the Su family's intelligence network the most powerful? You should keep an eye on it and investigate."
Suddenly, a name flashed through Su Hengyi's mind—Su Xinsheng.
For some reason, he was absolutely certain that if Mu Guangcheng was still alive, then Su Xinsheng must be him.
Su Hengyi couldn't sit still any longer. He ended his call with Shi Nianzhi and immediately arranged for a private jet.
He is going to country A immediately to find someone.
Gu Yuanyuan waited happily at home for Su Hengyi, but no one came back. He looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was already past midnight.
Su Hengyi had never been this late before.
Gu Yuanyuan called Su Hengyi in displeasure, but his assistant answered, "Young Master Gu, Young Master Su is dealing with some tricky matters abroad and told you to go to sleep first."
"What's the troublesome matter?"
"You should go to sleep first. Young Master Su said he will contact you when he gets back."
The assistant gave a deft answer and then hung up the phone.
Gu Yuanyuan held her phone, feeling uneasy for some reason.
Country A.
Su Heng led his men straight into the top floor, had his assistant held down, and pushed open the office door.
The man wearing a silver mask sat behind his desk, appearing very calm.
Su Hengyi turned around and closed the door again.
He strode up to Mu Guangcheng and reached out to pull off the mask, but his hand was grabbed.
"Why didn't you tell me you were still alive? How long are you going to keep this from me?"
Su Hengyi suppressed and restrained his emotions.
Mu Guangcheng moved his chair back a little, released Su Hengyi's hand, and said, "Let's not see each other."
It was indeed Mu Guangcheng's voice, but it was more composed than it had been two years ago.
"Why? Because I got married? It's not what you think."
Mu Guangcheng's face was hidden behind a mask, his expression unreadable. "Yes, putting betrayal aside, I will not be a third party, and I hate third parties."
Su Heng walked around the desk and approached Mu Guangcheng.
Then he reached out and swiftly tried to tear off Mu Guangcheng's mask. Mu Guangcheng dodged by turning his head sharply. He chuckled, "After all these years, you haven't changed. You're still so willful in front of me, never considering my feelings!"
Su Heng went to pull it a second time.
Mu Guangcheng grabbed his arm. "I told you, I don't want to see you again."
Su Heng subdued Mu Guangcheng's hand in a few swift movements. When his fingertips touched the silver mask, Mu Guangcheng suddenly said, "I'm disfigured."
Su Hengyi's hand paused. "I don't care."
Mu Guangcheng said almost immediately, "I care. I want you to always remember my best moments, our best moments. And then, let's leave it at that."
The next second, Su Hengyi still took off his mask because he missed Mu Guangcheng so much.
"Smack—"
The silver mask fell to the ground. The face beneath the mask was not disfigured, but it looked thinner and more mature than it had been two years ago.
The moment Su Hengyi and Mu Guangcheng locked eyes, his heart and body trembled slightly with pain.
Then he reached out and pulled Mu Guangcheng into his arms. "I'll go back and get a divorce. I'll come back to you with a clean slate and explain everything."
Mu Guangcheng pushed Su Hengyi away, stood up, and stood at a distance from Su Hengyi.
He then lowered his head and gently lit a cigarette. Holding the cigarette between his fingers, he looked at Su Hengyi's face through the thin smoke, his eyes filled with an indescribable emotion.
"Gu Yuanyuan isn't that easy to talk to, is she? If you want a divorce, it's not up to one person to decide."
"I'll handle it."
Mu Guangcheng chuckled self-deprecatingly, "You're making me look cheap."
Then, he exhaled a heavy puff of smoke and said, "Forget it. I said we'll never see each other again. You and Gu Yuanyuan, take care of yourselves."
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