Only then did Fu Xiuyuan come back to his senses and look at the worry in the young man's eyes.
He lowered his head and pressed a soothing kiss to his soft hair. "It's nothing. I can handle it. Go back to sleep."
Seeing that Fu Xiuyuan was unwilling to explain, Gu Nian'an lowered his eyes.
After a long silence, he suddenly burrowed into the man's arms and, before he could react, nuzzled his neck aggrievedly.
His voice held a trace of unease and helplessness. "But this makes me worry. Why won't you tell me? Didn't you say you loved me? I don't want my partner to hide things from me. We can face them together."
The young man lifted his head slightly, his eyes full of helplessness and hurt.
There was even a faint sheen of tears in his eyes, as though he might cry at any moment. The sight made the man's heart tremble.
He sighed somewhat helplessly, bent down, and gathered him into his arms. Gu Nian'an half closed his eyes, feeling the warmth against his lips.
His lashes fluttered slightly, and he reached up to wrap his arms around the man's neck, slowly returning the kiss.
When the kiss ended and Fu Xiuyuan still said nothing, Gu Nian'an felt a little frustrated. The next moment, tears slid from the corners of his eyes.
The man, who had been watching him all along, grew anxious. He tried to wipe the tears from the young man's eyes, only to have his hand brushed away.
Gu Nian'an hung his head without saying a word.
His tears merely fell onto the sheets, drop by drop, and the tip of his nose had reddened slightly from crying. He looked utterly pitiful.
Fu Xiuyuan sighed deeply. He understood that he could no