At Soul Bar, Gu Zheng had said a great deal, most of which Huo Xingye disagreed with.
But there was one thing he believed Gu Zheng had gotten right.
His kindness toward Nan Zhou had never been unconditional.
Nan Zhou had asked him, "What exactly are you trying to do by seducing me?"
In truth, there had only ever been one thing he wanted.
All his tenderness was a trap, his sole aim to possess him. From his hair to his fingertips, he yearned to claim every inch of him for himself.
The long night had no end. In every lonely instant untouched by fate's favor, Nan Zhou's existence was like sunlight streaming down from the heavens.
To have him, he was willing to be a rose of hidden depths, secretive and without end.
In the darkness, Huo Xingye tightened his arms around the person in his embrace and lowered his head slightly, placing a light but solemn kiss on Nan Zhou's forehead.
Elsewhere, Gu Zheng lay on the bed in his room, staring at the pitch-black ceiling, unable to close his eyes for a long time.
Ever since he had been old enough to understand things, he had vaguely sensed that his family was not quite normal.
His father and his dad loved each other too much, taking up so much of each other's affection that very little love was left for him.
Although his father and dad called him their eldest darling, they were the true darlings in each other's eyes.
When Gu Zheng was five, the family welcomed Er Bao, a girl.
Gu Zheng had naively believed that Er Bao's birth would put an end to his years of loneliness.
But as they grew older, Gu Zheng discovered that his younger sister seemed rather different from