The young man's family was ruined and he was adopted by his enemy. However, during ten years of hardship and competition, he developed a fatal love for his indifferent "adopted brother" and the son of his enemy.
That night, it rained heavily. In order to protect Shen Yunqing, Gu Lingxiao was cut open by an assassin with a bone-deep wound on his back.
Shen Yunqing hurriedly tried to stop the bleeding. Looking at the hideous wound, his fingertips couldn't stop trembling. He was not afraid, but fearful - fearful that the person he should hate with all his heart would really die.
Gu Lingxiao's face was pale, but he raised his hand and wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with his bloody fingers: "Why are you crying? Didn't you... Always want me to die?"
Shen Yunqing froze, and then he heard Gu Lingxiao say in a weak but clear tone: "I know... I have known it for a long time. Shen Yunqing, you acted very well, but your eyes can't deceive me."
At that moment, all the pretense, hatred, and calculations collapsed in the sound of heavy rain. Shen Yunqing knelt in front of him, showing his true confusion and vulnerability for the first time.
"Then... Why don't you kill me?"
Gu Lingxiao looked at him, his eyes as complex as an abyss: "... I want to know too."
