BLINDED BY LOVE

REGRET

A drop of water fell from Sailub’s hair tip, rolling down his neck, then sliding down his spine, like a cold pen writing spells on his back.

He lowered his body, kneeling half in front of Pon, looking up at him.

One of his hands held Pon’s hand, inexplicably trembling.

“What do you mean by lied to me?” His voice carried a trace of indiscernible panic, but his face barely maintained composure.

He didn’t dare to think too much, just cautiously speculated, “You have nothing to do with that Bank, right?”

As he spoke, he caught a faint scent of jasmine from Pon’s hair, the scent of freshly applied hair oil.

Back then, they also had jasmine flowers in their restaurant, small, pure, and soft, hidden among the deep green leaves.

The flowering period of this plant was short, but it happened to be placed next to Pon’s piano.

After Pon finished playing the piano, he would also be surrounded by a faint scent of jasmine.

But now, this soft floral scent suddenly turned sharp, turning into a web with thorns hanging, with each thorn emitting a chilling light, pointing straight at him.

Pon’s fingers curled slightly in Sailub’s palm.

“Is it hard to understand?”

He still avoided Sailub’s gaze, saying lightly, “Having no one else means that for so many years, you were my only first love. It’s not just Bank, all the other people I told you about were also fake.”

He felt a bit tired too.

In fact, he had no intention of saying these words aloud, starting from the moment they reunited.

Because it sounded too pitiful.

It was as if he was using this to blackmail Sailub into repaying him for so many years of affection.

But just now, seeing the desolation and pain in Sailub’s expression, he inexplicably blurted it out.

After so many years, he really hadn’t made any progress at all.

People like Sailub, how much more resilient they were than him, yet he still felt heartache because of Sailub’s expression.

Pon couldn’t help but laugh self-deprecatingly, but he continued, “There have been many people sent to my bed over the years, but I haven’t accepted any of them. The day you saw Bank, I stayed in the room just to anger you. In fact, I didn’t even touch him. The reason he’s so close to me today is because I felt sorry for him and helped him out of a little trouble.”

At this point, Pon paused.

He sat in the chair, while Sailub knelt in front of him, holding his hand.

So much so that when he lowered his head, he could see Sailub looking up at him from bottom to top.

For a moment, he seemed to recall the moment he first saw Bank on the set, it wasn’t quite the same.

In fact, it was very different.

It was just that his mind was full of Sailub’s shadow at the time, so he mistook it for a second.

His hand gently stroked Sailub’s eyes, rubbing the corners of Sailub’s eyes. “Actually, Bank was also innocent. He was sent to me because I asked his name on the set last year.”

“But the reason I noticed him was because when he looked up, his eyes were a bit like yours.”

This sentence made Sailub’s heart suddenly heavy, as if it had been smashed heavily to the ground.