Chapter 49: The Prince’s Final Farewell
The plush teddy bear carried Gu Tang’s scent.
Only Gu Qinian knew that Gu Tang’s scent under the blankets was different from how he smelled during the day.
Normally, Gu Tang carried the crisp, refreshing fragrance of grass and trees after rain, and only if you got very close could you catch that faint trace of sweetness. But under the blankets, the sweetness on him grew rich and strong, like a soft, sticky little cake.
Probably because Gu Tang always hugged this bear when he slept, the little bear had ended up smelling exactly like Gu Tang’s blankets.
Gu Tang always said the bear’s ears were like his—soft and fluffy and perfect for nibbling.
But in Gu Qinian’s eyes, this little bear looked much more like Gu Tang.
Its innocent gaze was like him.
Its soft body was like him.
Even its sweet scent was like him…
Gu Qinian unconsciously licked the tip of his teeth.
He knew very well that he did not like sweets.
And yet, right now, he very much wanted to bite the little bear.
No—perhaps what he really wanted was to bite Gu Tang.
To grind against that delicate, milky-white skin and leave behind marks that belonged only to him.
On his neck.
On his cheek.
And…
The image of those berry-colored lips flashed through his mind. Gu Qinian closed his eyes and leaned back against the sofa.
He had thought that putting some distance between them would help him calm down.
But it turned out that the farther away he was, the more he missed him. When Gu Tang was within reach, these unspeakable emotions could still be soothed. Once there was distance, the longing only grew heavier, impossible to wear down…
His long, sharply-jointed fingers sank into the plush teddy bear.
The poor bear was squeezed out of shape, scrunched into a wrinkled lump.
Gu Qinian tilted his head back, the knot of his throat shifting slightly.
He imagined Gu Tang in his school uniform.
He imagined him in his pajamas.
He imagined the way he looked in the photos, dressed in the little prince’s costume…
So many versions of Gu Tang overlapped and blended together, forming a riot of unreal, dazzling colors.
Then suddenly, a white flash crossed his mind, and all those images vanished.
Only Gu Tang’s voice remained in his ears.
It sounded like he had just woken up, lazy and a little hoarse, sticky and soft as he called him—
“Qinian…”
Gu Qinian’s eyes snapped open, his throat dry, breathing rough.
A flush spread over his pale face, and the veins standing out on his neck had not yet faded.
Gu Tang had always called him “Niannian.” He had never called him that.
That clingy, sticky voice, that form of address that could make your bones go weak just from hearing it once—it was all his own fantasy…
The moment he lowered his head, he met the flattened teddy bear’s innocent little eyes.
Gu Qinian: “……”
Silently cursing himself as a “pervert,” he tossed the bear aside and got up to head for the bathroom.
If Gu Tang knew he harbored thoughts like this, he would probably be scared to death…
The sound of running water filled the bathroom.
But there wasn’t the slightest trace of steam.
Gu Qinian was taking a cold shower, forcing his mind to sober up.
After washing up, he did not dare touch the teddy bear anymore, since it carried Gu Tang’s scent. But he missed him so much that he still couldn’t resist taking out his phone and looking through Gu Tang’s photos again.
In the little prince’s costume, Gu Tang wore light makeup on his face.
Gu Qinian lifted a finger and zoomed in on the picture, then zoomed in again—
Who was that person behind Gu Tang?
It was a mirror selfie. Through the mirror, the surroundings were visible, and it looked like it had been taken in a dressing room.
Since the film was being produced by Gu Lin and his mother together, they definitely would have arranged a private dressing room for Gu Tang, so Gu Qinian wasn’t worried about that.
The problem was that suspicious figure standing leisurely by the door and watching Gu Tang. It didn’t look like a makeup artist or costume assistant, and by the silhouette, it didn’t seem to be Fang Chi either…
Who was it???
Gu Qinian frowned.
Just then, the chat window between him and Gu Tang showed: The other party is typing…
Gu Qinian: “!”
Young Master Gu’s expression sharpened, and the fingers clutching his phone tightened.
He felt curious. Expectant.
What did Gu Tang want to say to him?
Though only a minute passed, it felt like an entire century. At last, a message finally popped up on the screen—
[Can’t sleep. Missing Niannian.]
Young Master Gu froze, hesitating over what he should send back.
But before he could reply, the chat window shifted upward and displayed:
“Gu Tang” withdrew a message.
Gu Qinian: “???”
Why had he withdrawn it?
Did he stop missing him already???
A moment later, Gu Tang sent another message:
[When is Niannian coming back?]
This one was withdrawn even faster. Gu Qinian barely had time to read it before it disappeared too.
Gu Qinian: “……”
In the end, Gu Tang only sent two words:
[Good night. [kissy face.jpg]]
This time, he didn’t withdraw it.
And after that, the typing indicator never appeared again.
Gu Qinian pressed a finger on that silly-looking kiss sticker, his heart thumping wildly.
Even though he knew Gu Tang’s kisses held no romantic meaning, just a pure good-night kiss shared between family, the impact was still more than enough.
That cold shower from earlier had been completely wasted.
The little bit of reason Young Master Gu had managed to regain crumbled in front of that “kiss.”
He lifted a finger and typed—
[Are you asleep?]
On the other side of the chat, Gu Tang thought:
As if I could sleep.
There was no teddy bear, and no Niannian either. The things he usually hugged while sleeping were both gone. Wrapped in the blankets, he tossed and turned but couldn’t find any comfortable position and couldn’t sleep soundly no matter what.
In the end, Gu Tang sat up and flicked the furry leaves of the Thousand-Leaf Rabbit Ear plant on his bedside table with one finger.
“You stole my teddy bear, so I’m flicking your ears.”
If the real Young Master Gu were standing in front of him, he probably wouldn’t have the heart to flick him.
So he could only vent in secret at a potted plant.
The Thousand-Leaf Rabbit Ear he was raising had already grown lush and thick. After being flicked, the furry little leaves trembled and swayed.
It looked as if it were laughing at him.
Gu Tang raised an eyebrow. “Are you making fun of me?”
Of course, the plant didn’t answer.
Gu Tang wasn’t truly going to hold a grudge against a little plant anyway. It was just that with Young Master Gu not around, he had to learn how to entertain himself.
“So boring…”
With a soft flop, Gu Tang fell back onto the bed.
Ding—
Just when he had stopped hoping for anything, he suddenly heard a chime.
For a second, he thought it was the system in his head wanting to say something. He waited a while before remembering that the system had already gone off duty. Only then did he grab his phone.
A little red dot had appeared beside Young Master Gu’s profile picture.
Gu Tang’s eyes lit up at once, and he immediately sent a video call request.
He waited and waited. Just when he thought maybe the other side hadn’t even seen it, the screen suddenly lit up.
“Niannian, hello—”
Halfway through, the words jammed in his throat.
The camera was not aimed at Young Master Gu’s exquisitely handsome face at all.
It was aimed directly at his wide-open collar and chest.
Gu Tang: “……”
Well, at least he wasn’t treating him like an outsider.
At home, Young Master Gu almost never wore a bathrobe, but now that he was away, he had on a flashy black velvet robe that made the skin inside the open collar look like precious white jade resting on black silk.
He had probably just bathed. Drops of water still slid from his hair, running down that swan-like slender neck and disappearing onto that pale patch of skin.
Gulp.
Gu Tang swallowed very pathetically.
His whole face burned.
So strange.
It wasn’t as though he had never seen Young Master Gu with fewer clothes on. Leaving everything else aside, didn’t Young Master Gu show more skin when he went swimming?
Gu Tang truly couldn’t understand what exactly he was feeling awkward about.
At last, the camera angle was adjusted properly.
Gu Qinian almost never video-called anyone. He wasn’t familiar with camera angles. The moment the call connected, all his attention had been caught by the boy on the screen, and only after a long moment did he realize he himself wasn’t in frame. That was why he had hurriedly adjusted it.
Then he heard Gu Tang greet him very formally with “hello.”
Young Master Gu pressed his lips together and answered stiffly, “…Hello.”
Gu Tang came back to himself, looked at Young Master Gu on the screen, and said honestly, “What do you mean hello? I’m not good at all.”
He, a person who normally fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow, was actually suffering from insomnia.
How could that count as being fine?
The moment he heard Gu Tang say he wasn’t well, Gu Qinian tensed. “What’s wrong?”
“I miss you!”
Gu Tang crossed his arms and declared it as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
Gu Qinian went still.
Then, deep in his heart, it felt as if spring wind had brushed over him, and little flowers began blooming one after another, swaying in the breeze.
When Gu Tang saw the other side only staring at him without speaking, he frowned unhappily. “What’s that supposed to mean? You don’t miss me?”
“Miss you…”
Gu Qinian parted his lips and spoke a single word.
Gu Tang instantly broke into a bright smile. “That’s more like it. Then why didn’t you call me?”
Gu Qinian turned his head slightly away, but couldn’t bear not to keep looking at the person on the screen, so he kept glancing at Gu Tang from the corner of his eye, looking uncomfortably awkward. “There’s a time difference. I was afraid you’d be asleep.”
That was just an excuse.
The truth was, he didn’t dare.
They said that when you liked someone, your eyes couldn’t hide it. Gu Qinian was afraid that if he didn’t control his desire carefully enough, he would expose himself in front of Gu Tang, and that would be disastrous.
Having lived through two lives, there wasn’t much he couldn’t lose.
Only Gu Tang.
Because Gu Tang mattered, he had to be even more careful, more patient, more deliberate.
Gu Tang cared about the family, so he would seize the housemaster’s position and clear away every obstacle in the household.
Gu Tang was innocent and simple-hearted, so he would lay a vast net and wait for him to slowly fall into it. Before Gu Tang accepted him, not a single one of those perverse, frightening, sinful thoughts could be allowed to reach him.
That was exactly why he had agreed so readily to go out and gain experience.
Otherwise, no one would have been able to separate him from Gu Tang.
Gu Qinian’s gaze darkened as he suppressed the thick, boiling emotions inside him.
The person on the screen had not the slightest sense of danger, clutching his phone while lying sprawled on the bed. The loose collar of his pajamas had fallen open, revealing a patch of creamy pale skin…
“Sit up properly.”
It sounded like a command, but Young Master Gu’s tone was very light.
Gu Tang had no idea what difference it made whether he was lying down or sitting up. He thought maybe the other boy just couldn’t see him clearly, so instead he leaned even closer to the camera.
With a grin, he asked, “Niannian, how do you miss me?”
Gu Qinian guiltily glanced at the teddy bear tossed to the side.
As if reacting to some invisible connection, Gu Tang suddenly asked, “Where’s my teddy bear? Did you take good care of it?”
“……”
Young Master Gu’s guilt deepened, and his expression turned stiff. “It’s… fine…”
Gu Tang immediately grew dissatisfied. “What do you mean, fine? Did you lose it?”
“No.”
“I don’t believe you. Show it to me!”
Gu Qinian: “……”
He had no choice but to drag the bear into view.
The teddy bear was still there, and Gu Tang finally relaxed a little. But the more he stared, the more something seemed off.
“Why does it look a little wrinkled?”
Gu Tang frowned, trying to inspect it more closely, but Young Master Gu had already pulled it out of frame.
His voice was rigid too, like some emotionless machine. “Maybe… it hasn’t gotten enough sunlight.”
True enough, S Country had lots of rain and poor sunlight, so it did make sense.
Gu Tang grudgingly accepted that explanation and widened his eyes to warn him, “Then when the sun does come out, make sure you let it get more sunshine.”
“All right…”
Gu Tang blinked at the screen. “Did you see the photos I sent you?”
Gu Qinian’s throat moved. “I saw them.”
Gu Tang asked, “Were they nice?”
The other boy clearly had no intention of teasing him, yet every single sentence kept stomping across his tightly wound nerves.
Young Master Gu raised a hand and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Mm.”
They were nice.
Nice enough that he had no choice but to take a cold shower.
Gu Tang knew that Young Master Gu never said things he didn’t mean. Since childhood, whenever Gu Tang wore something ugly and stood in front of him, Young Master Gu would simply frown and shake his head.
So even though the answer was only a faint “mm,” Gu Tang was still very happy.
Completely delighted.
Thinking of the photos reminded Gu Qinian of the suspicious figure behind Gu Tang. “Who was that person behind you? Don’t let random people into the dressing room.”
“Hm?”
Gu Tang hadn’t noticed anyone behind him when he took the picture. Only when Young Master Gu mentioned it did he remember. “It was probably Yu Yang.”
Gu Qinian frowned. “Who’s that?”
Gu Tang replied, “The one in the silver ski suit at the ski resort, remember?”
Not only did he remember—he hated him.
Gu Qinian’s brows knit even tighter. “Why is he on set?”
“He’s the male lead.”
Gu Tang blinked, then remembered the juicy gossip he had meant to share. “Oh right! He’s also little uncle’s boyfriend—the one who sent us birthday money!”
Gu Qinian’s head filled with question marks. “?”
“Gu Lin found a man?”
Gu Tang nodded, then shook his head. “I don’t know, but I hope not.”
A strange tension tightened in Gu Qinian’s chest. “Why?”
He was suddenly terrified of hearing words like “disgusting” come from Gu Tang’s mouth.
Instead, Gu Tang wore a deeply sympathetic expression and muttered, “If it’s true, little uncle might get bullied. That guy’s taller than little uncle, and he looks stronger too…”
Gu Tang was actually seriously considering this question?!
Gu Qinian stared at the screen in disbelief as the boy there frowned in concern. “You can accept two men?”
Gu Tang lifted his little face. “Why wouldn’t I? As long as they love each other, that’s enough.”
Then he threw out one extra line.
“Niannian is so old-fashioned.”
Gu Qinian: “……”
Gu Tang went on and yawned. In his sticky, sleepy voice he said, “As long as little uncle likes him, we should respect and support him. If little uncle is being forced, then we’ll give Yu Yang two hard punches.”
He even waved his fist at the air as he said it.
This time, Gu Qinian truly laughed. “All right.”
That little punching gesture had used up Gu Tang’s last bit of energy.
He rolled over dramatically and fell back onto the bed. “Niannian really helps me sleep. I’m getting sleepy…”
The corners of Gu Qinian’s lips were still lifted. “Go to sleep. I’ll watch you. I won’t hang up until you fall asleep.”
Gu Tang was happy. He propped Young Master Gu’s phone beside his pillow and closed his eyes in perfect peace.
Very soon, his breathing became even and steady.
His soft hair spread across the pillow, and his squishy cheek pressed into it like some sort of jelly. Because he had drifted into sleep, his face was flushed pink, unbearably adorable.
“Gu Tang?”
Gu Qinian called softly.
Gu Tang only pursed his lips a little, showing no other reaction.
He was clearly asleep.
Across two lifetimes, Young Master Gu had never been this nervous.
Like a thief sneaking around to do something bad, he cautiously leaned closer to the phone screen. Only after confirming that Gu Tang showed no sign of waking did he suddenly lean in and plant a quick kiss on the boy’s cheek.
The phone screen was cold.
But Young Master Gu’s chest burned hot, his heart pounding so hard it nearly leapt out.
Just as he was at a loss over how to calm that heat, he saw Gu Tang’s little mouth move, and then he began mumbling in his sleep.
“Niannian…”
Gu Qinian’s heart nearly burst.
Then he heard Gu Tang mumble drowsily, “Did you finish your winter homework?”
Gu Qinian: “?”
Gu Tang: “The teacher’s going to check it when school starts…”
Gu Qinian: “……”
Wonderful.
The little brat really did know how to extinguish certain kinds of fire.
The day after that video call, Gu Tang stayed in a great mood the entire day.
Sitting in the dressing room, he hummed off-key little tunes under his breath, one foot still swinging back and forth.
[I don’t understand…]
The system suddenly spoke.
[I was only off duty a tiny bit early yesterday. What exactly did I miss this time?]
That word “this” had a great soul to it.
Gu Tang smiled sweetly. “What’s wrong?”
[Why did the dislike value shoot up so much overnight?!]
The smile on Gu Tang’s face froze, and even his swinging foot stopped. “Dislike value?”
[Yes! That pink progress bar! It shot up by a huge chunk yesterday!]
[I mean, yes, it’s good that the progress is flying upward.]
[But when you complete tasks, can you at least call me over so I get some sense of participation…]
Its host was too hardworking, and the system had started to develop the fear that it was about to be abandoned.
For such an outstanding host, it probably didn’t matter which system he had—he would still complete every task perfectly.
System: developing a professional crisis complex.
Gu Tang scratched his head.
Last night he and Young Master Gu had clearly had a perfectly nice conversation.
There was no way the dislike value should have gone up, right?
If it wasn’t the main brain bugging out again, then could it be… he had been too clingy, and Young Master Gu was secretly annoyed but didn’t want to hurt his feelings by saying so?
Gu Tang puffed out his lips.
For the first time, seeing task progress increase didn’t make him especially happy.
That afternoon, he received a call from Young Master Gu.
Gu Tang answered it with delight. But the moment he thought of that sharply rising dislike value, more than half his enthusiasm cooled.
Afraid the other boy would find him annoying, Gu Tang stopped obsessing over who missed whom more and instead said in a restrained, almost solemn tone, “Niannian, don’t keep thinking about calling me whenever you feel like it.”
“Have you finished your winter homework?”
On the other end of the line, the little young master who had just finished dealing with a nine-figure contract: “……”
Gu Qinian felt his heart go cold.
It seemed Gu Tang truly did care a lot about his studies…
Fang Chi, who had just walked in carrying dinner, thought the same thing.
The president was thinking of ordering dinner for the little dean even from across the ocean.
And the little dean was worried about whether the president had finished his winter homework.
He really had not judged wrong.
No matter how he looked at it, there wasn’t the slightest brotherly love in these two.
This was moving father-son love!
After dinner, there was another night scene to film.
As the male lead, Yu Yang treated the whole cast and crew to milk tea, and he even specially bought an extra little cake, which he personally delivered to Gu Tang.
“Thanks.”
The moment Gu Tang saw the cake, his eyes sparkled, but he still thanked him politely. “You didn’t have to bring it yourself. You could’ve just told us to go pick it up.”
“I brought it specially for you.”
Yu Yang wore that same unchanging smile on his face. “And while I’m here, I wanted to run lines with you.”
By now, Gu Tang was used to that somewhat fake smile. After all, Yu Yang was very good-looking, and when someone that handsome smiled, even a fake one still looked nice.
Gu Tang gave him a friendly smile. “Okay.”
Then he remembered the injury on Yu Yang’s hand.
“Oh, right. Has the wound on your hand healed?”
Out of concern, Gu Tang reached to grab his hand for a closer look, but unexpectedly, Yu Yang instinctively pulled back.
In the tug between them, the loose sleeve of Yu Yang’s costume slipped upward.
There, on his wrist, was a mottled patch.
It looked like an old burn scar.
Because it contrasted so sharply with the smooth skin around it, it looked hideous and shocking.
Gu Tang froze. “This…”
The smile on Yu Yang’s face vanished completely as he quickly pulled his sleeve back down. “From when I was little. It’s nothing serious.”
For an actor to have a scar like that on their body was definitely not a good thing.
Gu Tang asked with concern, “Will it affect filming?”
Yu Yang looked at him steadily and answered shortly, “That’s why I only do period dramas. It stays covered. If that’s not enough, we use a double.”
Gu Tang still wanted to say something, but Yu Yang suddenly stood up.
“Sorry. I’m not in the mood to rehearse.”
Without even a “goodbye,” Yu Yang turned and walked out of the dressing room.
Leaving Gu Tang utterly confused.
Fang Chi came over, opened the little cake for Gu Tang, and handed him a fork. “Tang Tang should really stay away from that male lead. He always feels kind of off…”
Little uncle and godmother had both said Yu Yang was crazy.
Even Fang Chi thought Yu Yang was strange.
But Gu Tang felt that although Yu Yang’s temper was impossible to read, overall he still seemed like a decent person.
[Because he keeps buying you cake every day?]
Gu Tang licked cream from the corner of his mouth, feeling guilty. “Shut up.”
Ever since that day, Yu Yang rarely came to speak with him alone.
He never rehearsed scenes with him anymore.
But every single day, he sent him a cake.
Gu Tang was starting to worry that if he kept eating like this, he would gain weight.
But it also felt rude not to eat it.
Besides, what had the little cake done wrong?
It had already been bought. Wouldn’t it be pitiful if no one ate it…
Gu Tang, maintaining an attitude of “saving all cakes,” ate it bite by bite.
And today it was strawberry cake again.
So good, wuwuwu…
Fortunately, today was his final scene. Once he finished filming the Ninth Prince’s last scene, school would be starting soon. This would be the last cake!
Auntie Shen had arranged his schedule perfectly.
Film during winter break, finish just in time for school to begin.
Not a single day wasted.
Gu Tang straightened his costume and walked toward the filming set.
This was the very scene Film Queen Li had mentioned before—the confrontation between the Ninth Prince and the Crown Prince.
It was set in a fire.
Since there was some degree of danger involved, they had saved it for last.
The Crown Prince’s palace was ablaze. The Crown Prince learned that the Ninth Prince was still inside and rushed into the fire without hesitation to save him—only to discover that the reason his beloved little brother had entered the palace in danger was to steal an important secret letter.
In an instant, disappointment and betrayal surged up in him.
With both hands, Yu Yang grabbed Gu Tang by the collar and hauled him up.
Around them was thick smoke and fire. With both feet dangling and unable to touch the ground, Gu Tang could only tremble as he clutched Yu Yang’s hand. “Imperial brother…”
“And you still dare call me that!”
Yu Yang’s eyes were splitting with rage, his white teeth looking as though they wanted to crush Gu Tang and swallow him whole. “Your brother risked his life to save you! And what about you, Xiao Jiu? You betrayed me?!”
Gu Tang’s eyes filled with tears, and he could only shake his head helplessly. The only words that came from his mouth were, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
The flames licked at the hems of their robes.
The Crown Prince paid no attention at all. He only stared fixedly at his younger brother. “Say it! Just say one sentence—that your mother ordered you to do this—and I’ll take you out!”
Tears slid down from the Ninth Prince’s eyes, but he only kept shaking his head, repeating over and over, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
That was his mother.
He could not betray her.
Crack—
A beam above them, burned through by the flames, snapped and fell.
At the critical instant, the Ninth Prince suddenly shoved his imperial brother away.
Yu Yang turned around just in time to see his younger brother’s slender, delicate body pinned beneath the burning beam.
“Xiao Jiu————”
Gu Tang couldn’t move. He couldn’t say anything. He could only keep shaking his head, saying, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
“I’m sorry, brother.”
“Cut————”
The director was extremely satisfied and called the scene done.
That final line—calling him “brother” instead of “imperial brother”—instantly narrowed the distance between them and made the Ninth Prince’s death the one unbearable regret in both the Crown Prince’s heart and the audience’s.
Gu Tang had performed beautifully in this scene, painting a tragic and beautiful ending to the Ninth Prince’s life.
Crew members hurried over to move away the prop beam pinning him down.
But for some reason, Yu Yang, who had been standing off to the side, froze for a moment—and then suddenly rushed into the fire like a madman.
“What’s going on?!”
“Quick, quick! Stop him!”
Although the set was using props, the fire itself was real for the sake of realism. It was still dangerous if someone ran into it.
Especially at the center of the fire, where the oxygen was thin.
Charging in recklessly was very dangerous.
But Yu Yang clung to Gu Tang in a death grip and wouldn’t let anyone touch him. In the end, it took more than ten crew members rushing in together before they managed to pull him off by force.
It was a close call, but nothing serious happened.
Gu Tang was worried they might need to reshoot.
But after reviewing the footage, the director told him that Yu Yang’s unexpected performance had actually done even more to highlight the Crown Prince’s despair and the importance of the Ninth Prince to him, and it laid excellent groundwork for the Crown Prince’s drastic change in temperament later on.
At the same time, the director also praised Gu Tang for bringing the Ninth Prince vividly to life.
“It was because you acted so well that he was able to enter the role so smoothly.”
That was how the director put it.
The scene had turned out better than expected, but Yu Yang seemed unable to come back out of the role.
The fake smile he always wore was gone. His eyes were wide, and he sat in the corner hugging his arms.
No one dared go near him.
From a distance, Gu Tang looked over at him. For some reason, his chest felt sour and tight.
He walked over and gently patted Yu Yang on the shoulder. In the same tone Xiao Jiu had used in the script, he said softly, “It’s okay now, it’s okay, brother.”
No one knew what exactly that touched in Yu Yang.
He suddenly lunged forward and wrapped Gu Tang in a fierce hug.
It was too tight.
Gu Tang felt like he was about to be strangled, his breathing choked off. He instinctively wanted to push him away, but after hearing the trembling words Yu Yang was murmuring, he stopped.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
Yu Yang’s voice shook as he apologized over and over.
No one knew who he was apologizing to.
At the very end, Gu Tang heard him murmur in pain—
“I’m sorry… brother couldn’t save you…”
That was going way too deep into the role.
Gu Tang raised a hand and patted Yu Yang on the back, about to say something more to comfort him.
But then his gaze went past Yu Yang’s shoulder, and he saw two familiar figures standing not far away.
The long-absent Young Master Gu stood there, holding flowers and carrying a cake, but his expression was stiff. “What… are you doing?”
Beside him, Gu Lin finally reacted. He shot into the air and roared—
“You dog thief! Let go of my darling Tang!!!”
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Author’s Note:
Little Uncle, personally affected, exploding with rage!
