As Fu Xiuyuan looked at the person in his arms, an almost imperceptible darkness flickered through his eyes. Gu Nian'an had been acting strangely ever since leaving the hospital.
Every night, he was either caught in nightmares or startled awake by bad dreams. Sometimes, he would stare absently at something, then silently shed tears.
Just standing beside him, Fu Xiuyuan felt surrounded by that bitter air, like seawater closing in around him, unbearably oppressive. Yet whenever he wanted to ask, the emptiness in Gu Nian'an's eyes always made him retreat.
He knew Gu Nian'an had secrets. He had his own private designs, too.
Ever since childhood, he had been intensely possessive and controlling of the things around him. Yet the human heart was precisely what changed most easily, so no one had ever been able to get close to him.
Until Gu Nian'an came to his side. At first, he had only seen him as a contractual partner, but a misunderstanding had left him feeling guilty toward the young man, and he gradually began paying attention to him.
That unintentional act had allowed Gu Nian'an to enter his heart completely. He did not know exactly when it had happened. Perhaps it was when Gu Nian'an reached out to him, perhaps when he first smiled at him, or perhaps that snowy day when he said he would stay by his side.
But every smile and frown, every little movement of the young man's, was deeply engraved on his heart.
He wanted both his body and his heart, so he could only pretend to be someone worthy of trust while concealing the demon within.
He wanted him all to himself, but he also wanted him to come into his arms willingly. He had built him a luxurious cage called love.
And this