Fang Jin stood up suddenly, but Gu Yuan pressed back with one hand:

"Don't get up when you sleep."

"How are you-"

Gu Yuan interrupted him and said, "I got up and got sleepy."

In the darkness, his eyes were as bright as a beast that was hiding from day to night, and the force from his hands was as irresistible as iron pliers. Fang Jin was pressed back into the pillow, shocked and suspicious, fear and longing were intertwined, making his voice extremely unstable: "——How did you find me?"

Gu Yuan looked at him and said nothing.

“…Where is Akan?”

Gu Yuan still didn't answer.

This is how I wake up in the middle of the night, and I feel sleepy and leave when I get together. If someone talks back and forth, it will be very difficult to fall asleep again.

Gu Yuan forced Fang Jin to tuck the corner of the quilt, and fixed him in that small space with both hands. The sound of the night was mellow and low: "—Isn't this good? Look, your family is here, I am here, what else to worry about? Let's talk about something when you wake up tomorrow."

Fang Jin asked tremblingly: "Am I dreaming..."

"Yeah, yes."

Fang Jin stopped talking, and in the dark, he could only hear his heart beating in his chest, making a pounding sound.

——Gu Yuan can even find his parents' ashes. Does it mean that he already knows all the grievances of the previous generation?

So does he believe what he wrote in his letter?

It is impossible not to believe it, after all, the facts are the case. If you test it again, you cannot verify the motivation behind the facts.

But if he believed it, what would he feel now when facing the culprit who betrayed him and used him, was ambitious and greedy for his property, and even the biological father and son were unable to meet until death?

Although I hope Gu Yuan hates and even hates him, it was based on the premise that the two of them will never see each other. Now that they suddenly saw each other, Fang Jin felt as if he was so nervous when he thought of what image he was in Gu Yuan's eyes.

Oh, and I have to add my parents' hatred and this ugly face.

Fang Jin tried his best to turn over, trying to hide the injured face, but Gu Yuan quickly pressed it down: "What are you doing?"

——But the difference from the moment was that Fang Jin actually started to resist this time, curling up and turning over, trying to hide in the quilt. His strength of struggling to death was simply incomparable. In addition to grasping him with two hands, Gu Yuan had to lean over and press on the quilt: "What the hell are you doing!"

Fang Jin tilted his head hard, but Gu Yuan turned his chin over: "You are still wearing medicine on your face, but the doctor didn't tell you not to get pillows when you sleep?"

“…Don’t look at it…”

"Don't look. Sleep."

"Gu Yuan..."

"You need to supplement your nutrition and rest more and sleep now!"

Perhaps under the cover of the night, people are more likely to show fragility. For some reason, Fang Jin's nasal cavity suddenly felt sore, and the voice even begged: "It's really ugly... don't look, please..."

They were so close that the sorrow and helplessness in the words were completely hidden, and they clearly penetrated through their eardrums and penetrated into Gu Yuan's heart.

Gu Yuan's muscles froze, staring at Fang Jin who was trying hard to curl up under him without blinking. After a while, he let out a heavy sigh and asked, "What did I do wrong? You think I'll just look at your face?"

Fang Jin gritted his teeth and it took a long time to bury his head and buried his eyes in a soft and thick quilt.

Gu Yuan forced the quilt to prevent the fabric from scratching the wound. Suddenly, he only heard him ask in a low voice:

"You know everything...you know everything, right?"

Gu Yuan looked at him motionless for a while, knowing that tonight was not over.

Sure enough, we shouldn't have arrived overnight.

He stood up without a sound, opened the door and walked out of the bedroom. Fang Jin suddenly felt the pressure relaxed, and hurriedly pulled open the quilt and looked out. After a while, he heard the door open, and Gu Yuan walked back.

He walked to the bed with a sponge-like thing in his hand, stepped onto the bed and rode on the quilt, and fixed Fang Jin tightly under him.

This posture made Fang Jin look up at the sky, in a very humble and weak position. He couldn't help but feel a little panic and subconsciously shrank deep into the big bed. But then Gu Yuan grabbed him accurately and ruthlessly like an eagle grabbing a chick, with his hands so strong that there was no room for resistance.

Fang Jin thought he would be beaten for a moment: "Don't--!"

But Gu Yuan leaned over and kissed his cold and slightly wet forehead, and then covered Fang Jin's mouth and nose with a sponge.

In an instant, a breath of indescribable fragrance surged into my mind, like the fragrance of flowers, or like a warm breeze blowing through every nerve in my body, making people so comfortable that they even squinted their eyes. Fang Jin turned his head blankly, and then his eyelids suddenly became extremely heavy, and gradually closed.

“Gu…”

Gu Yuan watched his eyelashes gradually close together, like the wings of butterflies hang down, and finally only a uniform and stable breathing sound came from under him.

The long river-like night gushed into the window, silencing the tenderness of this small world. Gu Yuan maintained this posture and watched motionlessly for a long time, as if he wanted to deeply engrave the ambiguous shadow at this moment into the deepest part of his heart.

After a while, he threw away the sponge, reached out to gently comb Fang Jin's temples that were pinned to his ears, and carefully stroked his fingers through the edge of the scar.

The wounds of leukemia are healing very slowly. Fang Jin basically has no will to survive and lives in a daze every day. The Vietnamese man told the housekeeper that he stared at Fang Jin and took medicine and chewed every day. He thought that he was not the housekeeper, so Fang Jin himself couldn't be energetic and looked in the mirror.

People who pay so much attention to their image must be so desperate that they are too lazy to change the medicine if they are injured on their faces?

Gu Yuan was close to him, and could even see the broken skin texture around the scar. He remembered that Fang Jin was trying hard to hide himself in the pillow, and his strength was unimaginable - if people were extremely ashamed and wanted to dig a hole to bury themselves, then that was what he meant just now.

Why is he so humble that he wishes to hide in the dust in front of me?

Even if I don’t want to die in front of me, I want to bury my ashes in a place that will never be seen?

Gu Yuan buried his face in Fang Jin's cold neck and felt his pulse pulsating slightly in the fragile blood vessels. He listened greedily for a long time, and finally let out a long, trembling breath, got up and stepped down from the big bed, picked up the urn at the head of the bed, and walked out without making any sound.

The next morning, the housekeeper went downstairs into the living room and was about to go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast when suddenly his steps were stiff and stiff.

I saw the dining table in the living room full of light and delicious Cantonese porridge, and a pot of steaming red date and black chicken soup was emitting a fresh fragrance. A handsome and indifferent young man stood by the table, stretched out his hand to serve the soup in the white porcelain bowl, and saw the butler come in and glanced at him lightly.

The housekeeper was shocked and instantly understood the reason why the villa was extremely quiet this morning and he could not even see his personal figure.

After a while, he stuttered and said, "Big, Big Young Master..."

"sit."

The housekeeper dared not sit down, so he hurriedly took a step back: "Young Master, how did you find this - I'm sorry, I'm really-"

Gu Yuan emphasized: "Sit!"

At that moment, his expression, his tone, and even the aura emitted from his body, had an overwhelming force coming towards him.

The butler shivered reflexively and hurried to the dining table.

Gu Yuan picked out all the chicken bones, picked up the stewed red dates and put them in the soup bowl, and carefully skimmed off the little oil star on the soup. During the whole process, his face was as deep as water, and he could not see any expression. Until the last oil spot was completely removed from the bowl, he slowly said:

"I did something bad that made you all so afraid of me?"

The butler shuddered and immediately whispered: "And, no, big boy!"

"Then what happened if you two scrambled to run away?"

The butler was stuttering and dared not speak out.

After Gu Yuan finished the soup, he picked a plate of leek, shrimp dumplings, a plate of crab, roe, tofu, a few small small bacon with crispy bacon, and a clove of soft and tender quicksand buns, which were neatly placed in the tray. His powerful hands were covered with gun calluses, and doing this series of things was simply a little in a hurry, steady and orderly, unexpectedly without giving people any abrupt feeling.

For some reason, the housekeeper shuddered.

Gu Yuan clearly did not express any anger, but he just gave people a terrible feeling of needle-like pressure that held everything in his palm, with a strong cold and silent oppression.

The butler worked in the Gu family for thirty years, and even when he was working with Gu Mingzong, he never felt like he was feeling uncomfortable at this moment.

Gu Yuan suddenly asked: "It's been a lot of hard work to take care of my biological father in the past two years, right?"

"..." The housekeeper's heart sank, and after several seconds, he said uneasy: "I'm sorry, the situation was special at that time, and there was no one--I didn't have time to notify you, so I didn't authorize..."

"If it weren't for Fang Jin's sake, you wouldn't be here now."

The housekeeper was sweating in cold sweat. Just as he was about to get up to apologize and confess, he only heard Gu Yuan ask: "Do you know why?"

"Because, because I have concealed Mr. Gu's affairs, I'm sorry, I've been forced to do anything for so many years, my life... But now I can tell you everything, Mr. Gu was——"

"This is not the reason, and you don't need to explain it." Gu Yuan said lightly: "No matter how annoyed I am, I know what it means to have a fate and have little to do with someone like you."

The butler was speechless and stayed there in a hurry.

Gu Yuan put the brand new spoon and wooden chopsticks into the tray, carefully folded a piece of disinfected and heated hand towel, and said:

"Actually, I was thinking that you knew Fang Jin should stay in City G and I was taking care of him, but because he wanted to leave, you followed him without saying a word. You are so obedient and obedient, one day Fang Jin couldn't think of it and wanted to commit suicide, would you still hand him a knife?"

This sentence fell into his ears like a thunder. The housekeeper hurriedly stood up to defend himself, but in fear, he couldn't even say a complete sentence. Before he could stammer, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Gu Yuan.

"Okay, I need a qualified butler, not a good person. Since Fang Jin brought you over, you will stay here and don't look back from now on. Since this house and land were given by Fang Jin, I will not want to go back, so I will keep it for retirement."

The butler had no idea that he would be let go so easily and was stunned on the spot.

But when Gu Yuan picked up the tray, he had no intention of pretending to be someone else, he just took the breakfast he chose for Fang Jin and went straight to the second floor.

When Gu Yuan pushed the door open, Fang Jin had already brushed his teeth and washed his face. He sat on the bed in a daze, as if he was still wondering whether everything that happened last night was real or his absurd dream.

Then he looked up and saw Gu Yuan's confused and innocent expression changed in an instant, as if he was very surprised, panic and shivering - but there was a little happiness and expectation in the chaos. It was obviously a very subtle and hidden emotion, but Gu Yuan accurately recognized it at a glance.

He remained silent and did not even show any response, and simply placed the tray on the small round table near the balcony: "Come here to have a meal."

Fang Jin looked at him and cautiously did not move.

Gu Yuan asked: "Do you want me to go over and feed you?"

“…”

"Come here to have a meal and see how thin you are!"
To be continued...