Chapter 13, kill me first.
Zhou He's eyes were very red. He held his head and leaned against the wall, looking like he was on the verge of collapse.
After being injected with the antidote, Mu Guangcheng was not completely calm, but he was much better than before.
He sat up in bed, looked at Zhou He who was squatting on the floor, got out of bed and walked over, then grabbed Zhou He by the collar, "You and Gu Yuanyuan played dirty tricks, don't you love him? Why would you do something like this?"
"Stay away from me!"
Zhou He shoved Mu Guangcheng away. Mu Guangcheng, who was already weak and powerless, was pushed to the ground, knocking over the floor lamp by the bedside.
The lamp hit Mu Guangcheng, breaking his forehead. The pain made Mu Guangcheng even more awake.
He looked at Zhou He standing there and said, "Was there something wrong with that bottle of wine? Did you fall for it too? You love Gu Yuanyuan so much, but he took advantage of you. After all these years, he really hasn't changed."
"What do you know?!"
Zhou He immediately retorted to Mu Guangcheng. He was trembling slightly, whether from the medication or from anger, and his eyes were red.
He added, "My brother Yuan is the best person in the world, and I am doing this willingly."
Mu Guangcheng noticed that Zhou He was acting strangely. He quickly walked over to open the door, only to find that it was locked from the inside.
He reached into his pocket.
Zhou He left neither himself nor Mu Guangcheng with a way out. Both of their phones were handed to Gu Yuanyuan's bodyguard. Just in case, even the telephone lines in the room had been cut.
Mu Guangcheng quickly walked over and pulled back the curtains. The entire floor-to-ceiling glass had no windows at all.
"grass!"
Mu Guangcheng drew the curtains again.
He didn't go over then. Leaning against the floor-to-ceiling glass wall, he crossed his arms and looked at Zhou He. "You're out of medicine? You only prepared one dose?"
Zhou He painfully pulled at his hair, "I didn't drink much, I can handle it."
He tacitly agreed with Mu Guangcheng's words.
Mu Guangcheng scoffed, "You're really crazy to love Gu Yuanyuan like this. Do you think Su Hengyi will let you off the hook? Giving me drugs is a wise choice."
"Do you know Mu Guangcheng?"
Zhou He lowered his head and said softly and hoarsely, "The confidence you have is like Su Heng's confidence in Yuan Ge, and like Yuan Ge's confidence in me. Only those who cannot be loved feel fear and inferiority, while the one who is loved is always fearless."
"So you're also saying I don't love Su Hengyi as much as Gu Yuanyuan does? What, you want me to give Su Hengyi to Gu Yuanyuan? Zhou He, you shouldn't be begging me; you should beg Su Hengyi. I'm not him. I can only decide who I like and dislike; I can't make decisions for Su Hengyi."
"Actually, I don't want Su Hengyi and Yuan Ge to be together either, but Yuan Ge really loves Su Hengyi so much, he's done so much for him..."
Mu Guangcheng interrupted Zhou He, "Haven't you done enough for Gu Yuanyuan? You're even willing to resort to such underhanded tactics for him, willing to do such dirty things that go against your own feelings. Do you think Gu Yuanyuan will stay with you just because you've done so much? Don't you and he understand what love is? Forcing it is useless!"
"......"
Zhou He fell silent, not because he couldn't argue with Mu Guangcheng or because he thought Mu Guangcheng was right, but simply because he knew.
There is no such thing as empathy in this world. Mu Guangcheng has never loved anyone or been unable to have someone he desired, so he would never understand what kind of excruciating, heart-wrenching feeling that is.
Mu Guangcheng didn't say anything more. He wasn't familiar with Zhou He, but he felt quite sympathetic towards him.
She's such a nice person, how could she be so blind as to fall for Gu Yuanyuan?
As time passed, Mu Guangcheng became more and more lucid, while Zhou He became increasingly confused, even unbuckling his belt.
Mu Guangcheng reached out, "Hey, what are you doing?!"
"I...I feel so bad."
"Go into the bathroom and soak in some cold water to clear your head. What kind of behavior is this!"
"My legs are too weak to climb...to the bathroom...you go...go inside."
Mu Guangcheng really couldn't bear to look. He pulled back the curtains and hid behind them, hoping to avoid seeing it altogether.
His gaze was fixed on the night view outside the window, but he could faintly hear something that was sometimes loud and sometimes soft, as if it was about to cry out in grievance.
Mu Guangcheng covered his ears with his fingers, perhaps because he had also been drinking, and felt inexplicably hot.
He finally stood up, strode into the bathroom, closed the door, and ran a tub of cold water.
Finally, he went outside again, picked up the quilt from the bed, and covered Zhou He with the entire quilt. He then forcefully laid the still groaning man down.
Then roll it up in a quilt.
Zhou He was probably not fully conscious; he could only say, "It hurts, Brother Yuan, it hurts so much..."
Mu Guangcheng rolled Zhou He up in a ball, then pulled him and dragged him into the bathroom.
He pressed Zhou He's head into the icy cold water. "Wake up! Gu Yuanyuan doesn't love you at all. There are so many good people in this world, why are you hanging yourself on a crooked tree?"
Zhou He's face was covered in water droplets. In the end, he grabbed the edge of the bathtub and fell in.
The splashing water soaked Mu Guangcheng's trouser legs. Zhou He lay motionless at the bottom of the bathtub, seemingly powerless to struggle. His eyes were still open, but he had no will to live whatsoever.
Having no other option, Mu Guangcheng reached in and pulled the person out of the water. "Wake up!"
Zhou He then fell back into the bathtub, where he leaned against the tub and looked a little better.
It quickly heated up again, and he changed the water himself.
Finally, it seemed that no matter how he changed the water, it was still scalding hot, so Zhou He climbed out. He stumbled and picked up a fruit knife from the table, then slashed his arm hard.
"You're insane!"
Before Mu Guangcheng could stop him, Zhou He leaned against the wall.
The pain brought him to his senses. He looked at Mu Guangcheng and said, "Take off your dry clothes and give them to me, quickly."
Mu Guangcheng didn't hesitate. After all, Zhou He's blood was flowing down like it was free. He quickly took off his shirt and handed it over.
Zhou He took it; his face was very red, but his lips were very white.
His fingers trembled as he used a knife to cut the fabric of his shirt, then bandaged himself. He endured this for a while before making a second, more forceful cut.
And so, he endured until dawn, when the burning sensation gradually subsided.
Mu Guangcheng said coldly, "You only drank this little bit and you're already like this. I drank so much. If I hadn't been injected with the antidote, would I have died?"
"You won't die. This medicine will give your brain that feeling, and you'll gradually get better. It's just that you can't get it, that's what's painful. You can't achieve it on your own, no matter how many times you try, it's the same."
Zhou He felt a little better, but he was extremely tired.
After the heat subsided, I fell into a deep sleep.
Mu Guangcheng looked out the window at the gradually brightening sky, wondering when the people who would rescue them would arrive.
He then noticed that Zhou He was acting strangely.
Sure enough, when Mu Guangcheng approached and touched Zhou He, he found that Zhou He had developed a high fever, with a burning temperature.
For some reason, Mu Guangcheng suddenly remembered Su Hengyi, who had a high fever back then.
He knew he shouldn't be so overly compassionate, after all, Zhou He was the one who conspired with Gu Yuanyuan to harm him.
But in the end, Mu Guangcheng still carried Zhou He to the bed.
Perhaps Zhou He wasn't so bad that Mu Guangcheng felt he should die.
Exhausted, Mu Guangcheng, who had been up all night, lay down on the edge of the bed and slept for a while.
"Bang bang bang—"
The sound of kicking the door came from outside, and Zhou He suddenly woke up.
Mu Guangcheng also woke up. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked outside the door. "It's Su Hengyi who's here."
Zhou He suddenly reached out and hugged Mu Guangcheng's neck, pressing him down onto the bed.
He used so much force.
Mu Guangcheng was surprised that Zhou He had so much strength despite his high fever, and that Zhou He, who looked thin, was surprisingly strong.
Mu Guangcheng didn't push him away for a moment.
"What are you doing? I just saved you!"
"I'm sorry. Even though I won't touch you, I have to finish what Brother Yuan asked me to do. I'm sorry!"
Zhou He grabbed the ashtray on the table and slammed it down on Mu Guangcheng's head!
With such force.
Mu Guangcheng's vision went black, and he fainted.
When Su Hengyi led a group of people in, this was the scene he saw: Zhou He was holding Mu Guangcheng in his arms, and neither of them were wearing clothes on their upper bodies.
The blanket was draped around their waists, revealing Zhou He's smooth back covered in scratches, and Mu Guangcheng's chest bearing several hickeys. They were embracing each other, seemingly fast asleep, as if exhausted from a night's sleep.
Su Hengyi's eyes instantly filled with a scarlet power.
He ordered his bodyguards, "Get out!"
As if he had heard a noise, Zhou He sat up in bed. "You're here."
The bodyguards pretended not to have seen anything and turned to leave. Su Heng went to the bathroom, grabbed a bathrobe, and threw it at Zhou He's face. "Put it on."
Zhou He pulled the bathrobe off his face and slowly put it on.
Upon receiving the message, Gu Yuanyuan rushed up with his men at top speed. He coldly ordered the group behind him, "Hold down Young Master Su's bodyguards."
The two groups started fighting.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Gu Yuanyuan kicked the door open and went inside.
Su Hengyi had already beaten Zhou He until his face was covered in blood. Zhou He was lying in a pile of broken glass, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
Gu Yuanyuan's expression changed, and he rushed over, blocking Zhou He's path.
He met Su Hengyi's furious eyes without fear, his voice even carrying arrogance and stubbornness, "If you want to kill him, kill me first! I arranged all of this, I made him do it."
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