Chapter 48 So, I've decided to keep you.
His low, husky voice was like glass scraping against stone, sending chills down your spine.
"The weather back then was the same as when I crawled out of the old house; it was raining." Fu Hanchuan looked at him, as if looking through him at past memories.
He said in a low voice, "More than ten years ago, I wanted to live, so I dragged my broken leg and crawled out of the old house little by little. More than ten years later, I wanted to die, and you dragged me out of the car."
“You held my hand and told me to cheer up. I watched you flag down a car for me on the road, but there were no cars on the road at that time. I watched you trembling with panic.”
"To be honest, I wasn't grateful to you at the time." Fu Hanchuan lowered his head, hiding his cold scrutiny behind his eyelashes, his tone gentle and soft: "I even wondered who sent you."
Wen Yanyu's breath hitched, and in an instant, a cold palm touched her cheek, and calloused knuckles intertwined in her slender hand. Their fingers were clasped together, and Wen Yanyu looked up helplessly.
“I was lying on your lap, and I heard you crying.”
“I heard you talking to yourself, constantly asking why, why do you do this to him, why be so cruel, why toy with us like this.”
Those memories seem so vivid in my mind.
"This is the first time someone has shed tears for me, the first time someone has begged so humbly for me to live." Fu Hanchuan chuckled softly, his eyes reddening. "So, I've decided to keep you."
"No matter who you are, I will keep you by my side. You saved my life, but you also dragged me back to hell. You have to take responsibility for me."
"I wonder what I should use to bind you?" Fu Hanchuan reached out and gently stroked his face, teasingly asking, "Money? Power? Status? Fame?"
“I didn’t know, so I tried them one by one. I protected you in the entertainment industry and stuffed countless resources into your hands.”
“You are thanking me for refusing those things, but there are always things you can’t refuse. I took the opportunity to get closer to you, and you didn’t refuse my approach, nor did you have any reason to refuse my approach.”
“I’ve checked everyone around you. You have no parents, no family, and I’m your only friend. I think I’m your only support, so I can give you anything.”
Fu Hanchuan stared at him, his gaze dark: "But in your eyes there is disgust and resistance."
Wen Yanyu was stiff all over, not daring to move at all, and even stopped breathing.
Fu Hanchuan raised his hand and tucked the stray hairs on the side of the boy's face behind his ear. Hidden beneath his gentle voice was a stubborn darkness: "So I changed my strategy. I give you sincerity, I give you gentleness, I give you care. I am a businessman and have met countless people. I am particularly sensitive to emotions. The look in your eyes when you look at me is very complicated."
"There is liking, there is helplessness, and there is a disgust that appears from time to time without you even realizing it. That disgust that comes from nowhere, and there is even pity."
"But it doesn't matter, as long as you stay by my side." The man's tone was light and casual, but it sent chills down one's spine.
“I was very happy when I was with you, but I still have nightmares. I dream of my mother and my young brother, and they question me, asking why I am alive and why I am not dead. I also dream of that summer night when I dragged my broken leg out of the old house little by little.”
“I also dream about the night my father died. I stand outside the door, watching Fu Wenyuan kiss him, watching my father frantically try to defend himself, but in the end he is killed by the other party’s own hands.”
“But those nightmares gradually lessened.” The man’s tone softened. “At first, my sincerity was just a test, but later I really wanted to be your friend for life.”
The boy beneath him looked at him blankly, his hair disheveled, his gray-black eyes misty and beautiful, stirring up and igniting the sadistic and possessive desires deep within his heart.
Fu Hanchuan smiled faintly, his voice brimming with danger: "You're too naive. Do you know how many people have their eyes on you just because of that face?"
Do you know how many clueless people I've dealt with?
Fu Hanchuan grasped her hand, which was hanging by her side. Her fair and slender fingers had just been nourished and had grown a little flesh, making them soft and comfortable to hold.
Fu Hanchuan said calmly, "As long as you are willing to stay obediently by my side, I will always protect you under my wings. No one will dare to covet you, and no one can hurt you."
“From the moment my mother was imprisoned by my father, and from the moment I was hunted down by Fu Wenyuan, I learned that money and power are the most important things. I have all the power in my hands, and no one can hurt the people who are important to me anymore.”
"I thought we could always be like this, that after I finish work, I could go out with you, travel together, have meals together, stay up all night playing games together, eat together, and laugh together."
"Before I met you, I didn't have a specific place to live. After I met you, I invited you to decorate a place with me, and I called it home."
Fu Hanchuan recalled casually, radiating a craving that even he himself was unaware of, his eyes fixed on the person beneath him, revealing an undisguised lust.
“I can hug you occasionally, I can touch you, I can hug my friend like a normal person, watch you fall asleep next to me, soft and warm, listening to another person’s heartbeat, I love that feeling so much.”
"I like you more and more, I don't want to be separated from you anymore, I even think about you during my work hours every day. I think we can be more than just friends, we can become family. I want to be with you forever. I think it would be good to be saved by you, and to survive is a good ending. I thought we could stay like this forever."
The tender memories came to an abrupt end.
It was a deathly silence.
"But you betrayed me." Fu Hanchuan murmured, his voice low and magnetic, making the words sound like the ambiguous whispers between lovers.
Only the hatred rising in his eyes proved otherwise.
Wen Yanyu stared at him blankly, completely bewildered.
Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes, his voice laced with coldness: "You told the media that you love me, that you like me, that you want to be with me. You're a celebrity, and so am I. Then a barrage of public opinion came crashing down on you."
"But to be honest, I don't care about public opinion. That stuff doesn't affect me anymore, and I've never cared about it. I just want to know why you fell in love with me, and why you told me that I hate same-sex relationships."
"Because of my uncle, and because of my father, I cannot have any good feelings towards them. I hate them, I hate those two hypocritical beasts, I hate that they hurt my mother, I hate that they didn't have the courage to bear the consequences and thus hurt my mother, drove her to her death. My reason tried to stop me, but the deep-seated hatred cannot be changed."
"You betrayed me after I gave you my true heart."
The smile faded from Fu Hanchuan's lips, his eyes were filled with sorrow, and his eyes were dark.
“I got myself completely drunk, and I called you to confront you. I wanted to hear your explanation. If you said it was a misunderstanding, I could pretend nothing happened, and we could still be friends. I can handle everything.”
"But I found out you blocked me? When I tried to contact you, I found you were taking on events everywhere, and you avoided the locations of those events. You professed your love in public, but you also wanted to leave me."
The sound stopped again, replaced by heavy, suppressed breathing.
"Wen Yanyu."
"What am I?"
"Wen Yanyu."
What do you take me for?
"What am I to you?"
Each question turned into an angry roar.
Why are you toying with me like this?!
Why did you do this to me?!
Wen Yanyu shuddered; the sudden roar made his eardrums ache.
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