Fu Xiuyuan gently patted the young man's back and asked softly, "Sweetheart, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
The young man in his arms only clung desperately to his arm and kept sobbing, unable to get a complete sentence out.
All that suppressed pain seemed to erupt at that moment. Tears streamed from his eyes, and his lips began to tremble uncontrollably.
At first, he sobbed quietly, then broke into loud wails, as though crying loudly enough could wash away the pain and fear in his heart.
Fu Xiuyuan's eyes were full of heartache, and all he could do was keep comforting the person in his arms.
Suddenly, with strength that came from nowhere, Gu Nian'an reached out and pushed the man down onto the bed. Fu Xiuyuan froze, then let him lean against him, stroking the young man's hair again and again in a soothing gesture.
Gu Nian'an slowly stopped sobbing. As though trying to confirm something, he wrapped his hands around the man's neck and kissed him.
At the warm touch against his lips, Fu Xiuyuan's pupils abruptly contracted. Then he felt the other's tears fall onto his face, one after another. They trickled down over his lips, lending the kiss a hint of bitterness.
Fu Xiuyuan froze, then caught the young man around the waist and rolled him beneath him. Looking at Gu Nian'an's face, covered in tears and fear, a dark look flashed through his eyes, and he slowly bent down to kiss away the tears.
He kissed the young man's lips again, their lips and tongues entwining. Gu Nian'an wrapped his arms around the man's neck, continually returning his kisses, as though this could give him a tremendous sense of security.
Feeling the young man's response, desire surged in Fu Xiuyuan's eyes. As their