The boy loses his family and is adopted by his enemy. But after ten years of hardship and scheming, he develops a fatal love for the cold “older brother” who is also his enemy’s son.
That night, rain poured down. Gu Lingxiao was protecting Shen Yunqing when an assassin slashed open his back, leaving a wound deep enough to expose the bone.
Shen Yunqing hurriedly tried to stop the bleeding. As he stared at the terrible wound, his fingertips trembled uncontrollably. He wasn’t afraid; he was terrified that the man he was supposed to hate more than anyone might actually die.
Though his face was pale, Gu Lingxiao raised a hand and used a bloodstained finger to wipe away the tear at the corner of Shen Yunqing’s eye. “Why are you crying? Haven’t you… always wanted me dead?”
Shen Yunqing stiffened. Then he heard Gu Lingxiao say, weakly but clearly, “I know… I’ve known for a long time. Shen Yunqing, you’ve acted very well, but your eyes can’t lie to me.”
At that moment, all the disguises, hatred, and schemes crumbled in the sound of the rain. Kneeling before him, Shen Yunqing revealed genuine bewilderment and vulnerability for the first time.
“Then… why didn’t you kill me?”
Gu Lingxiao looked at him, his eyes as unfathomable as an abyss. “…I’d like to know that too.”
