Make a Living by Your Face [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.1

7.32 - Elder brother

　　Gu Heng always presented himself as perfect and powerful, never letting anyone notice any of his weaknesses. But at this moment, he revealed his most embarrassing and bloody scars to Shen Mian. It was not to gain sympathy, but this man just wanted to tell him in the most cruel and direct way that his way of loving was so extreme, selfish, and left no room for mercy.

　　This person is cruel to others and even more so to himself.

　　Shen Mian was silent for a long time before he whispered, "Is it worth it? I don't understand what you like about me..."

　　Gu Heng lowered his eyes slightly, gently stroked the boy's soft hair, his eyes showing some tenderness, and whispered: "I don't understand, but I just can't let go. I always have a feeling that it's like I've been waiting for you for a lifetime."

　　Shen Mian was startled, his fair and delicate face turned pale for a moment, and he said, "What nonsense are you talking about again."

　　Gu Heng seemed to chuckle and said to himself, "In fact, I used to have a recurring dream from time to time. In the dream, I was wearing a blue-gray officer's uniform, in a luxurious house, looking in a certain direction, waiting for someone who might never show up. How can I describe that feeling? Despair, but happiness."

　　Shen Mian's fingertips trembled suddenly. He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and asked calmly, "Then, have you waited?"

　　Gu Heng seemed a little surprised that he would be interested in such a ridiculous thing. He pondered for a moment and replied, "It seems like I have waited for it, but it also seems like I haven't. After waking up, I can't remember many things."

　　Shen Mian felt a little relieved. Perhaps it was just a coincidence. These were two completely different worlds with no intersection. There was no such absurd possibility.

　　Gu Heng's ambiguous tone sounded in my ears, and he slowly said, "It seems that it was on a snowy night. It snowed heavily that night, covering the entire ancient and quiet city in ice and snow. I waited for the news from my subordinates."

　　Shen Mian asked: "What news?"

　　"I don't remember, but it probably wasn't good news, otherwise my chest wouldn't have hurt as if it was hollowed out when I woke up." He paused, lifted the boy's delicate chin, looked into his clear and beautiful black eyes, and asked, "So, I didn't wait for that person in the end, right?"

　　Shen Mian was stared at by him, and was a little confused. Did Shen Mingcheng wait for him? He died on the way, and maybe Huo Qian brought his body, so did this count as waiting for him?

　　But in the end he waited in vain.

　　Shen Mian avoided the man's deep gaze that seemed to see through everything. This man was clearly Gu Heng, but he had the illusion that he was facing Shen Mingcheng, just like a mischievous child who was caught, making him feel guilty and inevitably afraid.

　　Gu Heng tightened his arms and clasped his flexible waist tightly, making it impossible for him to escape. He whispered in the boy's ear: "When I first met you, I was really happy. I thought that my lifetime of waiting had finally come to an end. But gradually, the longer I was with you, the more something was wrong."

　　Shen Mian struggled, but could not break free from the man's shackles, so he could only say seriously: "Of course it's wrong! You confused dreams with reality."

　　Gu Heng chuckled and continued to talk to himself, "It's really strange. You were right in front of me, and I couldn't take my eyes off you. I was attracted to you all the time, but I couldn't find the familiar feeling in my dream. It was like something was missing. It wasn't until that time when you were in a coma and hospitalized that I saw you after you lost your memory. The empty space in my heart was complete again. Perhaps this is fate, the fate of you and me."